周鹏正忙着讨好他们身边的方玉卿.
但很明显,方玉清对周鹏这样的男人一点也不感兴趣.
在经济上,周鹏的境况远比张烨差——他甚至租了自己的房子.
尽管如此,方玉清还是礼貌地笑了笑,说道:"谢谢你,周鹏.但那天晚上我已经和一个朋友制定了计划.真可惜!
周鹏的脸上闪过一丝失望.
他花了整整一个月的薪水,只为了买那两张演唱会门票!
他一直希望能在演唱会上向方玉清表白自己的感情.
但现在,这一切都是徒劳的.
张烨看到这一幕,嘴角弯起,露出嘲讽的笑容.
他知道周鹏,典型的傻瓜,最终不会得到任何东西.
然而,周鹏在失望中,碰巧注意到张烨被逗乐的表情,变得恼火起来.
为了转移自己的尴尬,他径直走到张烨面前说道:"张烨,你太不合时宜了!
"一个成年男人居然让女人帮你搬东西.你不感到羞耻吗?
"玉青今天来上班抱怨背痛.下次这样的事情发生时,不要再打扰她了!
张烨看了方玉清一眼.
所以正是这个女人传播了这个故事.
方玉清还是装作甜美的说道:"没事,真的.我没有受伤或什么.
"只是我不太擅长体力活.我的腰感觉有点紧张.
她一边说着,一边伸手按着自己的后背,皱着眉头,露出痛苦的表情.
周鹏试图在方玉清面前表现得有男子气概,挺起胸膛,指着张烨.
"你现在就给玉晴 500 块钱的医疗费吧!"
但张烨的眼神却变得冰冷.他瞪了周鹏一眼,厉声说道:"她主动主动帮我.我没有要求她这样做.
"那你他妈以为你是谁来指责我?"
"你真的觉得你很重要吗?"
张烨犀利的反驳让周鹏和方玉清都目瞪口呆.
周鹏只是仓库里一个普通的上班族,没有任何权力和地位.
他只敢骂张烨,因为张平时脾气好,不喜欢争论.
但现在张烨真的生气了,周鹏紧张起来.
"你为什么大声喊叫?""我只是想把事情说清楚..."
张烨冷笑一声,转身离开.
他懒得在周鹏身上多浪费什么.
因为现在,张烨看向任何人,都像是在看一个死人.
一个月后,他身边 99% 的人都会死在这场世界末日的冰暴中.
为什么要在即将死去的人身上浪费文字呢?
张烨走后,周鹏匆匆忙忙地回到方玉清身边,喃喃道:"我跟你说过,这个张烨不是个好人.你最好离他远点.
方玉清皱眉,疑惑不解.
这几天,张烨似乎完全变了一个人.
他不再上前向她打招呼.
他不再在晚上和她聊天,也不再祝她晚安.
"肯定有什么不对劲..."
她默默地想着.
...
After work, Zhang Ye drove straight to a five-star hotel in Tianhai City.
It was the same restaurant he had previously booked—"Hongfu Tianxia."
The hotel manager, upon hearing of Zhang Ye's arrival, greeted him with a broad smile and personally arranged a suite for him.
A night at a five-star hotel cost over a thousand yuan.
But Zhang Ye didn't mind at all.
He still had several million in his account—he'd only feel wasteful if he didn't spend it.
That night, unexpectedly, the white lotus Fang Yuqing messaged Zhang Ye first.
Fang Yuqing: "Zhang Ye, I passed by your house today and saw someone doing renovations!"
Zhang Ye replied flatly, "Yeah."
Fang Yuqing: "You've been acting strange lately—hoarding supplies, renovating your place. Is something about to happen?"
Zhang Ye raised an eyebrow.
This white lotus might be manipulative, but she wasn't dumb.
It seemed she had indeed noticed something strange about his recent actions.
Still, Zhang Ye didn't care. Other people's opinions meant nothing to him now.
"Nothing."
He replied coldly, then tossed his phone aside.
On the other end, Fang Yuqing stared at the lukewarm response and felt a surge of discomfort.
For the past two years, Zhang Ye had always been so attentive.
He cared for her, checked in every day, and always found reasons to chat with her every night.
But recently, he had become someone completely different—cold, distant, and disinterested.
She felt uneasy.
She might not have liked Zhang Ye romantically, but she absolutely couldn't accept him losing interest in her.
In her eyes, it was like a fish had escaped from her pond.
Zhang Ye wasn't a rich heir, but he was still a decent middle-class catch.
If she couldn't land a billionaire, she could always fall back on Zhang Ye.
Fang Yuqing picked up her phone and sent another message:
"Lately, it feels like we haven't been talking much. I kind of feel a bit lonely."
But even after a long wait, there was no reply.
Fang Yuqing bit her lip, frustration bubbling up.
"That damn Zhang Ye. What's gotten into him lately? I actually messaged him first, and he dares to ignore me?!"
Her roommate, Lin Caining, overheard her muttering and walked over with a giggle.
"Zhang Ye has been acting a bit weird lately. Who knows why he's stockpiling food and drinks, and booking all those banquet tables at hotels?"
"It's like he thinks we're about to run out of supplies or something."
Fang Yuqing frowned slightly.
"Ningning, do you think something is going to happen soon? Maybe Zhang Ye knows something, and that's why he's preparing?"
Lin Caining was stunned for a second, then burst into laughter.
"Yuqing, are you serious? If something was going to happen, the authorities would've already announced it."
"We should just relax. If we started hoarding stuff now, people would laugh at us!"
Fang Yuqing chuckled awkwardly.
"You're right."
...
Zhang Ye stayed in the hotel suite for several days.
He didn't go anywhere.
During those days, he ordered banquet food in bulk from various hotels.
At the same time, he stayed in the room and began training with compound bows and crossbows.
Luckily, Zhang Ye had enjoyed hunting in the past and had solid experience.
Now, within a fifteen-meter range, his hit rate was extremely high.
And with a professional-grade compound bow in hand, this modern gear allowed even a regular person to shoot with the power of a legendary archer.
Forget fighting humans—even against wild boars, wolves, or large dogs, his shots could do serious damage.