What makes you think I will always like you?

The 28th of the twelfth lunar month.

Many companies have begun to take holidays one after another.

Chen Lu's company is no exception. Because some employees are still students or interns, they let go earlier. After all, if college students don’t go back during the Chinese New Year, it will be somewhat difficult for their families to explain.

For example, Lin Miaomiao.

However, Chen Lu, as usual, still offered three times the salary plus extra bonuses to lure some employees to stay and work overtime.

There was no way, their new game had just started, and the lawsuit with the Lin Group was still in the litigation stage, so they had to leave someone to deal with it.

He came to the company early that morning, preparing to summarize the company's affairs before the end of the year.

This may be a habit engraved in the genes of the Chinese people. Most people often leave today's tasks until tomorrow, but are unwilling to leave unsolved problems this year until next year.

So as not to affect the so-called new year and new atmosphere.

Peng Leyun stood in front of Chen Lu's desk, flipped through the documents in his hand, and said seriously: "The audience for 2D action games is several times larger than that of card games."

Chen Lu yawned lazily, nodded towards Peng Leyun, and motioned for him to continue.

"So the subsequent revenue should continue to rise. No matter how conservative the estimate is, it will be at least three times the profit of the previous game. We can start preparing to become independent from the WeChat platform next year."

Peng Leyun seemed more excited than his boss, "If you want to go further, you still have to apply for a version number yourself and make a game that can market IP. Otherwise, it will be like before, they only know "Tower of Killing" but not Know our North Star.”

Chen Lu pondered for a while after hearing the words, and suddenly sighed again.

"What's wrong, Brother Lu?"

"Nothing, I'm just worried about how to spend so much money." Chen Lu rubbed his forehead and couldn't help but curl his lips.

His girlfriend is still happy because she eats free eggs every day.

Not to mention that he is going to make millions again soon. Even if he makes another 1000 million, this idiot may still have no idea.

But at least the wedding money is there.

Next year, I can buy a villa or a large flat in a good location. I can buy anything. Then I will ask Hanhan what he likes and save it for marriage.

Get married...

I'll be old enough next year.

This is not a coincidence.

As he thought about it, Chen Lu started to giggle again inexplicably.

The smile on Peng Leyun's face had long since disappeared, and he said speechlessly: "...If you don't want this much money, you can donate it to people in need, like me."

He finally discovered that reporting to Chen Lu was not as satisfying as reporting to Jiang Chao. If Jiang Chao heard about it, he would definitely open champagne with him, but Chen Lu only cares about whether things develop as he expected. As for how much money he makes, No matter how much money they make, they all have the same expression.

It felt like... being led by a friend to play ranked, and he was the only one who was having fun watching his rank rise.

Chen Lu was like the thigh that came over to fry the fish, he was just playing with them.

Chen Lu saw his speechless look and sighed forcefully again, "It's also troublesome to have a girlfriend who takes care of the house too much. You don't understand."

Peng Leyun almost couldn't breathe, and then he cleared his throat and said: "My girlfriend also manages the house. It doesn't cost much to draw a full life."

"I fucking thought you found a girlfriend."

Chen Lu complained speechlessly. As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the office was suddenly pushed open slowly.

Jiang Chao walked in and picked up the water glass on the table and drank it in one gulp. Then he said with a tired face: "Brother, Professor Yin didn't do this very well."

"The old man has no intention of helping us disciples at all, and he also confiscated the things."

Chen Lu suddenly felt something was wrong, and quickly asked: "What did you give me?"

"You asked me to give you something that the elderly like and are practical, so I made a few bottles of Feitian Moutai."

"...Were you beaten stupid by Liu Yan? Do you think this is a normal relationship with those middle-aged people?"

Chen Lu always felt that Jiang Chao's skills in human relations and sophistication were too skewed, and his emotional intelligence was often inconsistent. Jiang Chao knew how to deal with the kind of people in the market that he was not good at, but he couldn't deal with serious people.

I don’t even have to think about it, would a figure like this who is an academic leader be interested in your bottles of Feitian Moutai?

Not to mention Maotai, someone must have tried to give away things hundreds of times more exaggerated.

Compared with those people, their advantage is not at all, but in being able to call Mr. Yin "teacher".

This title is something that many people cannot afford to spend no matter how much money they have.

Chen Lu curled his lips, "It's best to fight for this matter...I'll do it."

"Have you reconciled with my daughter-in-law?" he asked again.

"It's reconciled."

Jiang Chao waved his hand and called Peng Leyun out, and then rolled up his sleeves under Chen Lu's confused gaze.

There was still a purple bruise on his arm, which was extremely conspicuous.

"She said just hit me..."

As he spoke, Jiang Chao couldn't help but touch it with his hand, and suddenly he closed his eyes and let out a long hiss, "Holy shit, did you know? When that woman whipped me, she turned around in a full circle!"

"Based on Liu Yan's strength, it can indeed be seen that she has tried her best to hold back."

Chen Lu sighed in a low voice. He already had a picture in his mind, but what he saw on the video was Liu Yan kicking the wooden board, but this time it was Jiang Chao.

His good brother's family status for the rest of his life is no longer controversial. What he has to do now is to prevent Liang Zhirou from learning two tricks.

After saying that, he lowered his head and carefully read Mr. Yin's information.

However, it is definitely impossible to check this thing in detail, but the experience and interpersonal relationships on the surface can still be easily obtained. This kind of gossip that is not too in-depth, the more famous the person, the easier it is to investigate.

You wouldn’t know unless you looked it up, but Professor Yin is really interesting.

The old man’s wife was his student in his early years, but unfortunately she left when she was in her 40s. Since then, the old man has never thought about renewing his relationship and has been living alone until now.

Because his wife was buried in Hangzhou, even though he was no longer active in the legal world after retirement, he still never traveled far.

The children in other places seemed to beg him to no avail, and he couldn't get out even if they were beaten to death.

What a crazy person.

Just as Chen Lu was looking at it, Jiang Chao suddenly knocked on the table.

I can handle the relationship with the court myself, so I'll get busy first. "Jiang Chao said hello and stood up. Just as he was about to open the door, he suddenly found Chen Lu looking at him with a wicked smile.

The hair on the back of his neck stood up, he took two steps back and asked, "What do you want?"

Chen Lu stretched out his hand and pinched the air, "Where's Maotai? I bought everything. Give me a bottle. It's the Chinese New Year soon. Take it back and give it to my dad to drink."

He doesn't like to drink liquor, so when Chen Guanglin and Mo Wenbin drank Moutai, he didn't take a sip of it, but now he was suddenly curious about the taste of this thing that could be so expensive.

Now that he's worth this much, he can't just buy that damn latte just to taste it, right?

There are ready-made ones now, no prostitution is a waste, no prostitution, and dad will be happy if you take it home during the Chinese New Year.

Win-win.

Jiang Chao squeezed his palms painfully and couldn't help but cursed: "You are a real fucking dog!"

......

Chen Lu didn't dare to delay this matter at all. Before lunch, he rushed to the door of Professor Yin's house with his things.

However, he only brought two bags of fruit, which cost no more than 100 yuan in total.

The person who opened the door was an old man with gray hair and a somewhat cold face. The old man frowned when he saw him, "Who are you?"

"My name is Chen Lu. I am a college student in the law department of our school. I have taken public classes with you before." Chen Lu said with a chuckle, but his smile turned into a smile. He suddenly became nervous. Before that, He had never thought that the word aloof could be applied to an old man.

This person is not easy to talk to at first glance.

"Oh, hello, what's the matter with?" Professor Yin continued to ask, but he had already moved to give up his position.

"I'm here to ask for advice on some legal issues. The head of our department said that you know more and asked you to help me."

A person with such a status in academic circles cannot be a fool. Of course he knew what Chen Lu was here to do, but Professor Yin still pretended not to know anything and nodded lightly, "Sit down first, I Let’s go wash some fruit for you.”

While the old man went to the kitchen, Chen Lu sat obediently on the sofa and looked around quietly.

Professor Yin's house is a house with three bedrooms and one living room. The sofa, coffee table and TV cabinet are all made of wood. The TV is also covered with a milky white patterned dust-proof cloth. Chen Lu has not seen this thing for more than ten years. .

The whole place didn't look much newer than the rental house he rented, and you could tell at a glance that it was occupied by an old man.

There is a large bookshelf next to the sofa, filled with various legal books.

Several of them are signed by Professor Yin.

As for the awards awarded by various countries, he didn't see any of them. His father always likes to show off, so I'm afraid the old man is really in trouble.

Damn it, even though I’m tired of going to work every day, if I think about it again, it’s still more tiring to learn these things.

Chen Lu got goosebumps when he thought about the endless legal clauses he had to memorize.

Fortunately, it's out of the way now.

Professor Yin, who had just returned from washing the apples, glanced at Chen Lu from a distance and snorted in his heart:

"You should see what kind of medicine this brat sells in his gourd. If he asks me to do something like the one who came before, I will send him away directly."

He has been retired for a long time, but there is still an endless stream of people asking him to do things.

"I remember you, your group was first in the moot court event last year, right?" Professor Yin put the apple on the coffee table and said expressionlessly.

Chen Lu was stunned when he heard it, then nodded repeatedly, "Yes, it's me."

"Tell me, what's the problem with your visit this time?" Professor Yin got straight to the point and was already ready to see off the guests.

No matter how good he is at starting a business, he is still just a college student. He is destined to have little wealth. If you put a hook, you will be bitten.

Now Chen Lu also understands that Professor Yin has known his details from the beginning, and naturally also knows what he is here for. Why would an old professor of this level remember him? I must have understood it.

He smiled politely and said softly: "That's right, I want to ask some questions about copyright law. Can you teach me?"

The corner of Professor Yin's mouth twitched, why did this kid really ask a question? Not asking for his help?

Too smart or too unsmart?

He cleared his throat forcefully, "Just ask."

"What is the compensation standard based on? Is the domestic copyright law too imperfect?"

Brat, you actually have a problem.

Seeing that Chen Lu was really studying, and that Professor Yin had been teaching for decades, he was really reluctant to leave him.

No teacher hates talented and serious students.

Before I knew it, it was past one in the afternoon.

Professor Yin looked up at the time and was startled. This was the first time since he retired that he had been so focused on teaching.

He reached out and patted Chen Lu on the shoulder, "Xiao Zao, just drive here first. It's already past dinner time..."

"I'm so sorry, Teacher Yin, that you didn't even have lunch."

"It doesn't matter, I'm happy to teach students like you. Copyright law is very complicated. When you go back..."

"My cooking is delicious, do you want to try it?"

"...??"