Good Scenery's Difficulties (Second Update)

Recently, Feng Jun and Good Scenery had been chatting in this kind of jumpy, disjointed way.

The two of them said whatever came to mind, often talking past each other, yet somehow still managing to connect.

As for how baffling it looked to outsiders, that was inevitable. Even the two of them might not have fully understood each other.

Yet, strangely enough, they both rather enjoyed this freewheeling style of conversation, and it gave them something of the feeling of having found a kindred spirit.

Only then did Feng Jun remember that he seemed to have opened a stock trading account too.

When Flowers Fall: You're not some fund shill, are you? [Question]

Good Scenery: If I were a shill, would I admit I lost money? [Disdain]

When Flowers Fall: Damn, so when you said my IQ... you meant it was a fatal flaw? [Angry]

Good Scenery: Don't worry. Those fly-by-night funds couldn't afford a shill like me. I have seven figures in the stock market!

When Flowers Fall: ...You think having seven figures in the stock market is a lot? [Question]

Good Scenery: ...Stop bragging. Give me six figures, and tonight, I'll be yours. [Shy]

When Flowers Fall: ...I'm only worth five figures, but you cost that much more? [Angry]

Good Scenery: Enough nonsense. Everything was in the red today. How much did you lose?

When Flowers Fall: Sorry to disappoint you, but I really didn't lose anything. [Snicker]

Good Scenery: Wow, you're actually an expert. [Lecherous] Expert, I'll treat you to dinner tonight. Will you honor me with your presence? [Happy]

Seeing that, Feng Jun could not help clicking his tongue. He had no positions at all, so of course he had not lost anything.

But he definitely could not say that. Smiling, he typed out a reply.