Lu Chenyuan said that making money was no different for him than for Lin Yan, except that he seemed to forget the role she played in it.
She worked tirelessly, day and night, with both credit and hardship, yet Lu Chenyuan couldn't see any of it.
By the time they reached Lin Wanzhi's house, Lin Yan had woken up. Her head down, eyes closed, she leaned against Lu Chenyuan's shoulder, finding the pillow uncomfortable but too lazy to move her head.
Throughout the long ride, Lu Chenyuan had maintained the same posture without showing whether his shoulders were tired or not.
"I've mentioned this before, but think it over, that IP I know requires a big investment, but the return is definite. It's a sure-money maker, just a matter of funding."
Lu Chenyuan didn't respond; he wanted to wait for Lin Yan to wake up and ask for her opinion.
It was the first time Lin Wanzhi felt that Lu Chenyuan was being so indecisive about something.
