Chen Yansen and Wang Zihao were childhood friends, so Chen Yansen had been freeloading meals at his house since they were little.
Usually, that kind of thing either makes you a friend for life or an enemy for life. For Chen Yansen, it was clearly the former.
In his previous life, he'd almost managed to charm Old Wang's precious daughter into running away with him.
Wang Zhanjun had been a soldier and had seen battle, so of course he didn't care about a few meals. He would even give Chen Yansen red envelopes during the holidays.
"I heard from Zihao that you helped him earn a lot of money. I don't know anything about business, so I can't give you much advice, but you need to be cautious with everything you do. Still, when an opportunity comes along, you have to be bold and fight for it."
Wang Zhanjun patted Chen Yansen's shoulder, offering his quiet advice.
