Future Phone – Part One

“Director Wang is indeed Director Wang, able to see so much from such a small clue. We are far inferior!” Praise rang out in the office, while the man called Director Wang stood with his hands behind his back, smiling modestly.

Chapter Twenty-Three: Have You Been to Bed?

“Help me top up 500… no, 800!” Hao Yunyang stood straight, unlike his previous dejected expressions when topping up phone credit. This time, he was radiant, one hand holding his phone, the other clutching cash, with a confident demeanor somewhat resembling a wealthy man. As they say, alcohol can boost courage – and for Hao Yunyang, it seemed money could do the same.

“Did you rob someone?!” Seeing these eight crisp, consecutive banknotes, Liu Ming jumped up from his stool, staring at Hao Yunyang in shock for a long moment before sighing: “Which bank did you rob? Why didn’t you call me? Don’t you know I’m a martial artist?”

“Rob your big ghost head,” Hao Yunyang rolled his eyes, leaving the eight bright red bills, turning and striding towards the dormitory, his laughing voice echoing from afar: “Still the same number…”

“Even fools can get rich,” Liu Ming stood stunned for a long time, then softly sighed: “These times… how incomprehensible. When will my turn to get rich come?

Just to clarify, you want me to translate the Chinese text into English, correct? Here’s the translation:

“It’s almost your turn.” While Liu Ming was sighing and pressing his phone to top up Hao Yunyang’s phone credit, a tall man over 1.8 meters entered the small shop. He wore a black suit jacket with a white shirt underneath and a pair of jeans with holes. His leather shoes were polished to a shine, and he had flowing long hair that partially covered his thin face.

“Oh.” Liu Ming, who had been looking down, raised his head and visibly showed a surprised expression upon seeing the visitor. He immediately tossed his phone aside, walked around the table, and gave the tall man a fierce bear hug, punching him on the chest: “Ling Qiu, when did you get back?”

“Just got back, came straight here,” the man called Ling Qiu smiled and said: “Came to see how you’ve been doing these past few years.”

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