EBE Chapter 246 Two Straight Lines
Chapter 246 Two Straight Lines
After Bo Bing's meeting with government officials, he gained a general understanding of the current medicinal herb policies. The government officials also promised that once the two sides reached a cooperation agreement, they would provide Bo Bing's pharmaceutical factory with some convenience in terms of distribution channels.
The meeting adjourned.
Yin Fengzhu came over and started talking to the young man.
"Why are Cao Xin and Hou Ping's names on the submitted materials? Where are you?"
Yin Feng stood by the door with her arms crossed, her sharp dark women's suit taking on a cool tone under the light. "I don't want any unforeseen changes to hinder our cooperation."
Bo Bing was carrying a briefcase, with Cao Xin and Hou Ping behind her.
The two were dressed in suits and ties, with slicked-back hair and pointed leather shoes. Clothes make the man, and having accompanied Bo Bing to such occasions for some time, the two of them now looked quite presentable.
"There won't be any problems. I'm still the largest shareholder of Shenshuang Pharmaceuticals."
Bo Bing looked at Yin Fengzhu, "After all, I'm practically a public figure. If I don't keep a close eye on things, I'll easily become a target. Besides..."
Yin Fengzhu raised an eyebrow at him. "And what?"
“I’m going to the Film and Television Academy in X City in September to pursue a master’s degree, and I’ll also take the opportunity to look into the medicinal herb market there,” Bo Bing said, spreading his hands. “Running around to both places myself will definitely not be as good as having someone watch over the factory for me.”
"You're going to pursue a master's degree in art? How many years?"
Yin Fengzhu frowned. "I thought you would go on to specialize in business management. Why are you going to pursue a master's degree in art at this crucial moment?"
“Two years,” Bo Bing stretched. “There was no other way. I was forced by circumstances. Otherwise, it would be difficult for me to make it in the entertainment industry without formal training.”
—The main goal is to win a Best Actor award before I turn 30.
"You really enjoy acting that much?"
Yin Feng stared at the young man in front of him, seemingly trying to read something from his face. "Isn't this pharmaceutical factory enough for you to eat?"
At 23, he should be enjoying life. Because of his overly mature speech and mind, I always thought of him as a shrewd peer, forgetting that he was just a young man who had just entered society—people of this age are usually lost in confusion, vanity, and romance, and it's rare to find someone I can't see through.
“I don’t particularly like it,” Bo Bing said, staring at the light above her head. “It’s just that if things go well, it could be a virtuous cycle for capital, and if things go wrong… it won’t be any worse.”
If the pharmaceutical company could become an investor, it would have a higher chance of securing good film resources, and the film salaries could also be injected into the pharmaceutical company, although it would only mean overdrawing Bo Bing's time. But he didn't have a better way.
"Fine. I don't care about your movie project, but don't make me lose face by showing the pharmaceutical company the results it deserves."
Yin Fengzhu left after saying a few words, and He Zhongtian nodded in acknowledgment before following suit.
"The city lord's word is all it takes for us to run ourselves ragged," Bo Bing scratched his head. "Sigh, this is tough."
Cao Xin and the monkey looked at each other in bewilderment.
Back at the pharmaceutical factory.
Bo Bing chose a well-located room in the office building to use as his dormitory. His subordinates had already tidied it up. Bo Bing grabbed a cup of instant noodles for a quick meal, took a warm shower, and then prepared to go to bed.
The phone rang, and Bo Bing swiped to open the page.
It was a message from Yin Su.
[Flower] I saw my godfather's name on the list of candidates to be admitted to the Film and Television Academy in City X.
【Flower】Congratulations!
【Flower】[Little Wolf Peeking Out.jpg]
After he left that day, Yin Su only sent a picture and a few voice messages, which made Bo Bing give up his desire to confront him and he had no way to deal with him. He could only leave this guy hanging and let his hot blood cool down.
Somehow.
The young man huddled under the covers, exhaled, and, feigning composure, clicked on the image in the history again.
Without a shirt on, Yin Su leaned against the window, tilting his head back, using his left little finger to pull open his mouth, revealing his soft, bright red tongue. The lighting here was excellent, and with the flash, the photo clearly showed his ambiguous upper eyelids, white teeth, and slightly swollen oral cavity and throat.
[Flower] Godfather, what should I do? [crying cat emoji.jpg]
[Flower] (voice) My throat hurts so much.
The man's voice in the audio clip sounded strained.
[Flower] This is my first time...
【ICE】So.
[Flower] is responsible for me.
Evidence of guilt.
Bo Bing covered her eyes, involuntarily sinking into muddy memories, her face burning.
At this moment.
Yin Su made a video call. Bo Bing hurriedly tried to hang up, but accidentally answered the call. Just as he was about to hang up, Yin Su, as if he had predicted it, beat him to it.
"Don't hang up, Godfather."
Yin Su's voice was still pleasant to hear, but Bo Bing was still lost in her memories when she suddenly found herself face to face with Yin Su, leaving her with a rather complicated feeling.
"what's up?"
Bo Bing forced herself to remain calm, "Why are you calling me?"
"I missed you," Yin Su said, staring at the scene in front of the camera. He could tell the young man had changed bedrooms. "You moved?"
"Ah."
Bo Bing responded with a soft "yes," belatedly realizing it sounded like she was tacitly acknowledging the other person's longing for her, "Don't think about me."
Yin Su smiled gently, "That would be too much for me."
The two fell silent for a moment before Yin Su spoke up, "The footage of the snow mountain has finally been edited and added to the series that will be broadcast this weekend. Ye Tianxing has been coming to the company every day lately to inquire about his godfather's whereabouts... I don't really want him to know."
“Then you should talk to Ye Tianxing less,” Bo Bing said, picking her ear.
Yin Su looked troubled, but what he said made Bo Bing realize that Yin Su was a truly high-level schemer: "But I miss my godfather, so I had no choice but to keep him in suspense... and talk to him about my godfather."
Talking about you with others makes me feel a little better about missing you.
Yin Su thought.
“Yin Su,” Bo Bing said coldly, “you shouldn’t waste your time on me. I don’t care if you have some kind of 'young bird complex' or something else entirely… My life plan doesn’t include this kind of variable.”
Yin Su's eyes darkened, but he clearly did not compromise.
"If they don't accept me, that's my godfather's problem."
The handsome man winked at the camera, his tone earnest.
"But my love is by no means a cheap thing."
Neither of them spoke.
Bo Bing had no right to criticize Yin Su, just as he had no right to criticize Li Dai.
He didn't pay much attention to the boy he rescued and adopted on the rainy day. He was busy expanding his territory, climbing higher, and seeing the view from above. He had long forgotten about the guys behind him, and the boy was just one of them.
His thoughts on these guys were simple: You're great, and our brief encounter in life was wonderful—but I'm sorry, I have to move on, and my life can't wait for anyone.
Perhaps to him at that time, Yin Su was just a child who inherited the company, which is why there was a stiff adoptive father-son relationship.
He believed he had done everything he could. Yin Su hadn't died in the rain and had grown up healthy. The company shares he could offer after his retirement would provide the grown-up boy with a very promising future. But familial affection played a very small role in their relationship. Compared to kinship, they were simply rescuer and rescued, superior and subordinate, nothing more.
Yin Su has his own biological parents, and the power of his family is unfathomable. He himself is just an insignificant passerby in life. What right does he have to put on airs in front of Yin Su?
“We were just lines that briefly intersected,” Bo Bing could hear her own cold voice.
"No matter what kind of feelings they are, they will fade with time."