After my divorce, I started to have good luck
Chapter 72 - 68: Mistakenly Hit the Wrong Car

Chapter 72: Chapter 68: Mistakenly Hit the Wrong Car

Zhang Kewei said he was going to unload his troubles on Chen Feng, but he actually didn’t say much, just complained about his current miserable and exhausting job.

Although he made seven to eight thousand a month, it was too tiring and he often had to work overtime.

"I’m just hoping to save up enough for a down payment of six hundred thousand on a house before I turn thirty, and buy a roughly one hundred square meter second-hand house here in Xiu Zhou," Zhang Kewei said with a mix of longing and confidence.

Chen Feng chuckled, "Looks like you’ve got faith in yourself. I remember you’re a year younger than me—you still have more than a year till thirty. How much have you saved up? Fifty thousand?"

"Heh heh, let’s not talk about that. Heh heh, let’s drink tea," Zhang Kewei said, raising his cup to Chen Feng.

This guy was acting all cocky, a manner Chen Feng was very familiar with from their college days: a little achievement and he was strutting like a peacock.

Chen Feng didn’t find it annoying; instead, he felt a bit of warmth.

They hadn’t seen each other in years, and the fact that Zhang Kewei shared so much meant he still trusted Chen Feng quite a bit.

They both took another sip of tea.

Chen Feng set his teacup down and asked with a smile, "So you’re planning to settle down in Xiu Zhou, huh? Not going back home?"

Zhang Kewei shook his head, "Why go back? Our small county may have cheap housing and living costs, but the social relationships are too complex, too many social niceties, lacking vitality. If you stay too long, you’ll just end up lethargic, lose your fighting spirit, and become completely resigned to just getting by until death."

Chen Feng laughed, "Seems you’re still the idealistic, ambitious young man!"

"Of course," Zhang Kewei said seriously, "I’m only twenty-eight, still young. Besides, I don’t have a girlfriend or a wife, so I need to work even harder. Otherwise, I’ll end up single forever."

"Very good!" Chen Feng gave him a thumbs-up, "Having goals and ambition is really great. You’re doing much better than I am."

Chen Feng was somewhat envious of Zhang Kewei’s high spirits. At least Zhang Kewei had goals and plans for his life. Chen Feng, on the other hand, really had no goals anymore; part of it was due to a terminal illness, part of it was being wealthy. The goal of buying a house he had once had was already achieved, and after his illness and divorce, thoughts of marriage and children had vanished.

Otherwise, you find a woman, marry, have children, and when you die, someone else is sleeping with your wife, hitting your kids, spending your money—would you want that?

So, it’s better to come alone and leave alone, leave without baggage, leave without concerns.

Zhang Kewei waved his hand and laughed, "Stop it. No need to butter me up, I won’t treat you to a meal."

"Ah, you’re still as stingy as ever," Chen Feng mockingly complained, "If you had been a bit more generous during college, you might not still be single now. I remember there was a girl from your hometown, who seemed interested in you, but it fell apart over arguing about cab fare, right?"

Zhang Kewei couldn’t help feeling downcast as he replied, "Really, you had to bring that up. She’s from the same county as me, same cohort. I tried for two years to pass the civil service exams, she passed on her first try, is now a deputy director, married a rich second-generation guy, and has kids. Damn, thinking about it, if I hadn’t been so shortsighted back then, I could be her child’s father by now."

With that, Zhang Kewei downed the rest of his tea in frustration.

Chen Feng shook his head and chuckled, "What’s the use of regretting now? You even said she wasn’t pretty and you weren’t interested in her."

"She was not that pretty, but her family had some real clout in our town. If I had known back then, I definitely would have pursued her."

"Well, it’s in the past now, why dwell on it? Focus on saving money, and try to put down a down payment on a house after the New Year."

"Right, you’re right. I should focus on living a good life for myself now. But this damn job, it’s truly unbearable. Every day running around outside, catering to others, facing rejections, enduring disdain."

Sales work really isn’t easy, especially for someone like him without connections or a background, selling products that aren’t unique—certainly a lot of hardship.

"Ever thought about changing jobs?"

Zhang Kewei laughed bitterly and shook his head, "How easy would that be? I’ve worked for this company for over two years, at least I’ve managed to become a regional manager. If I switch jobs, I don’t have any particular skills. I try to make a bit extra outside of work. I write novels online, and get a manuscript fee of a couple thousand a month."

"Huh! If you hadn’t mentioned it, I almost forgot you’re also an online novelist. I remember back when we were studying, you used to write novels too. Just that you stopped writing them later on."

Zhang Kewei laughed a bit awkwardly, "Yeah, I would start one novel and then give up on another, and with classes, I couldn’t even manage full attendance, so what was the point in writing? After graduation, when I had more free time, I started writing again. Over the years, I’ve written a few novels off and on, switched a few pseudonyms and websites. Still, none took off, but at least I’ve managed to be consistent."

"Which website are you writing on now? What’s your pen name?" Chen Feng asked.

"Singular Point Chinese Network, and the pen name is Zhang Anping. Do you still read novels? If you do, give me your votes."

"I do. When I’m bored, I read novels or watch videos. Zhang Anping, right? I’ll vote and donate to you."

"Thanks."

Zhang Kewei wasn’t the least bit pretentious, which made Chen Feng very comfortable.

It was rare and natural that two old college friends, after not having seen each other for years, could still chat so effortlessly.

Then they chatted for a while longer, until Zhang Kewei received a call from a client and had to leave in a hurry.

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