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A Lifetime Friend?
Can men and women be friends for a lifetime? I have never seen it; I only see one party harboring ulterior motives.
Mina is smarter than me, and she naturally knows what this means for Zhuo Feng. In fact, I don't quite agree with her way of handling things.
I tend to be less thorough than they are; sometimes I don't even consider others' feelings. For example, if I like someone, I will tell them and pursue them; if I don't like them, I will distance myself.
Overall, I don't want to play the ambiguous game, nor do I want others to treat me that way.
I don't know if Mina has ever rejected Zhuo Feng, but judging by their current attitudes, it's clear they are in a state of ambiguity without any resolution.
I have advised her multiple times, but to no avail. I've given up; everyone has their own way of living. Even as friends, we can't interfere with each other's lives. I just hope we can all part on good terms.
To my surprise, before we even started eating and the dishes had just arrived, Su Qian showed up.
Zhuo Feng explained to me, "I called him over because he has a wide network and might be helpful."
In front of Su Qian, it wouldn't be appropriate for me to say anything unpleasant, so I quietly ate my meal, but in my heart, I had already rejected him.
With Xiao Minxing's divorce hanging over us, I still prefer to keep my distance from him. Moreover, Mina had previously warned me that Su Qian is not only a playboy but seems to have ulterior motives as well.
I now even think that my earlier intention to use him to get rid of Xiao Minxing was shameful.
At that time, I must have been too anxious, which led me to resort to desperate measures. Knowing it was unfeasible, I still went ahead with it. Thankfully, everything ended before it took shape.
Speaking of this, I have to thank Xiao Minxing. I can't imagine how tragic it would be if due to his influence, I ended up marrying Su Qian in a twist of fate—jumping from one unhappy marriage into another.
Su Qian was still the same as before, smiling and joking with Mina and Zhuo Feng.
But he was also a bit different from before. He sat next to me, sometimes moving the dishes I liked closer, and quietly asked me about the Comic.
I simply shared my thoughts, and Su Qian pondered for a moment before saying, "This isn't difficult. I'll ask around for you later. If that doesn't work, we could start our own Comic studio; after all, I'm free right now."
Zhuo Feng immediately chimed in, "As expected of the wealthy Su Shao, starting a company sounds like a game to you."
Su Qian responded to him, "Such companies don't require too much capital; as long as the connections are good, it's fine."
I didn't mean to interrupt their conversation; I just didn't want Su Qian to do this for me. I also wanted to share some reality I understood: "I don't know how much it would cost, but it might require a lot of technical and innovative talent. That's the key point. It can't just be me in the company, especially since I'm still a novice."
"Anan is right. But let me tell you, your worries are unnecessary. As long as you have money now, what kind of talented people can't you hire?" Zhuo Feng continued.
However, I noticed Mina shot him a glance, so he quickly cut off his next words and let Mina take over: "What the market lacks most right now is talent. Which company wouldn't want someone who can create a hit with just one idea?"
I agreed more with Mina's viewpoint. Although I wasn't very familiar with the market they were talking about, every industry is the same; talent is always in high demand.
And here I was, a novice just starting out with no work experience and no idea what creative ideas I had, wanting to find a good job.
When I came to see Mina, I still had some confidence, but by the end of this meal, I felt utterly defeated.
I lost interest in continuing the conversation with them and took a taxi home.
While I was still on the road, Mina's call came in. She understood what I meant and said directly, "I didn't know Zhuo Feng invited Su Qian over beforehand, so I wasn't prepared. But if you really don't want to get too close to him, just keep in touch less in the future. As for work, let's think of our own solutions."
I honestly told her, "I have no confidence at all now. Back in Training Class, I had some sense of superiority, but once I entered society and faced fierce competition, I realized I had nothing."
"That's natural. The people in Training Class are at a similar level as you; it's just like when we were in school together. But once you enter society, you're facing the entire market that requires familiar skills—not only professional skills but also interpersonal relationships."
Mina finished speaking and then comforted me, saying, "But you don't need to worry. Everyone starts from this point; we just need to accumulate experience."
Her words made sense, but I am not a recent graduate; I am already a mother. While I am not in a rush to earn money to support my living, I do know that my time is limited.
After returning home, I began to gather some of the single-page comics I had drawn in the past and spread them all out on the table to take a look.
I wanted to find my own style and the things I liked among these drawings, and then see what is currently popular in the market to see if there is a possibility of connection.
Chatting with them was still beneficial. At least when I was drawing these things before, I never considered their value; I just followed my heart, so there was no pressure.
Now I understand that everything intended for sale must cater to market demand. Innovation is possible, but that requires having enough background and reputation first. For newcomers, the chances of success in innovation are almost zero.
What needs to be done is simply to pave a path using others' experiences so that one can walk on it and then continue to go further along that path.
I spent the entire afternoon studying these things and took notes on my findings. In the evening, I started browsing some relatively mature works and even watched a series of comics.
I realized the gap between myself and others; it was not just a thousand miles apart but a world of difference.
However, my confidence had already shattered into pieces during lunch with them. Now, shattering again didn't hurt as much; I could calmly finish watching and, around ten o'clock at night, got up in time to take a shower, had some fruit as a late-night snack, and then lay down in bed to sleep.
It was probably the fastest I had fallen asleep in many days; as soon as I lay down, I knew nothing at all and didn't even have a dream until I was awakened by a phone call.
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