Chen Jue chatted with Wang Biao about a great many things in the car, especially the unusual fragrance coming from his body. Wang Biao had thought he was wearing cologne or some other men's fragrance!
The longer he smelled that unusual fragrance, the more comfortable he felt. Wang Biao even temporarily forgot his usual habit of smoking while driving.
When he dropped Chen Jue off at Baoshan's high-speed railway station, Wang Biao specifically reminded him to find time to visit Cheng Wei, who was running his own business, after he reached Beidu.
He said their dorm's fifth roommate had seemed a little off these past few years. He often saw him posting hospital updates on his social feed, but he did not know whether the strain of starting a business had damaged his health or something else had happened.
"I'll have a chat with Wei Dog. Take care of yourself too, Biao, and remember to practice the Eight Brocades! And good luck with the shop. Hope you get to be your own boss soon!" Chen Jue nodded and said this to Wang Biao before getting out.
"Haha! With an armchair strategist like you coming up with ideas, Old Cat, business is bound to boom! I'll practice those Eight Brocades you mentioned when I get back. Seeing how healthy you look has got me tempted." Even the longest farewell had to end. Wang Biao cheerfully said goodbye to Chen Jue, planning to drive home to spend time with his wife and child.
Before driving off, however, Wang Biao rolled down his window and added, "Old Cat! Don't worry about the shop. I promise I'll pay back the fifty thousand yuan you lent me by the end of the year!"
Having borrowed the money, Wang Biao clearly kept it on his mind.