How envious!

Ferran thought of his two elder brothers at home. There were three boys in their family; the eldest brother was twelve years older than him, and the second brother was six years older.

In Ferran's memory, their images were somewhat vague. When he began to speak and understand things, his eldest brother had already left home to attend a gifted program in the capital, while his second brother stayed at school, only returning home once a month.

Without much time together, naturally, there wasn't a particularly close relationship.

Ferran understood that families like theirs had neither the time nor the energy to maintain a warm family relationship. He was also trained as an elite from a young age.

His life was filled with social engagements and special training that aligned with upper-class society, along with countless heavy professional books.

He had almost no spare time, every minute tightly scheduled between classes.

He loved desserts because they were the quickest way to bring him some comfort amidst his busy schedule.

It sounded miserable, but Ferran knew that enduring these experiences was necessary to maintain his current standard of living.

But understanding one thing doesn't mean accepting it wholeheartedly.

Who wouldn't want to be cared for by their older brother, to be groomed, have their nails trimmed, and be protected so fiercely that no one could get close?

Who wouldn't want that?

Ferran was truly envious.

He looked down at the free lemonade on the table and drank it all in one go.

Fenix glanced at Ferran and noticed him putting down the empty glass.

Was he that thirsty?

Seeing Ferran like this reminded Fenix of the guilt he had been trying to shake off.

He smacked his lips and typed: "This meal is on me."

Ferran was surprised.

Then Fenix, remembering the substantial amount of money he had, felt a surge of confidence. "Since there's no cocoa products, order whatever you want!"

Damn.

Fenix took a deep breath as he read what he had just typed.

Order anything!

Spend freely!

Wow!

Is this what it feels like to be rich?

Not having to consider the cost-effectiveness of every purchase was simply amazing!

Ferran smiled. "Then I won't be polite."

Fenix waved his paw. "Mew!"

This time, Ferran was quite restrained and didn't order everything on the menu like he did at Yunjian House.

Fenix watched Ferran add a few dairy desserts to the order.

He sat on the edge of the table, tilting his head to look at the tip of his tail that hung down.

His tail twitched, making a few loops.

Fenix was pondering a serious question.

What should he do with the remaining one million?

Thirty thousand would be used to repay the boss, leaving a little over one million.

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Just letting it sit there wasn't a solution.

Fenix needed to figure out how to make money work for him.

However, Fenix had no concept of investment and no channels to access quality investment projects.

After much thought, he finally opened his wealth management page, ready to explore some financial products.

At this moment, Ferran pushed a plate of milk to Fenix. "You don't like sweet things, but try this; it should be fine."

Fenix absentmindedly mewed, licked a few times, looked at the financial products, then opened his social account, hesitating at the input box.

Unlike Ferran's family situation,

Fenix was an only child, and Fenix's parents treated him very carefully. They never hid family matters from him, treating him as an equal member of the family, allowing him to participate and understand.

Fenix's hometown was a third-tier city on Cobalt Star, a middle-class family earning about four hundred thousand a year. In good years, they could reach half a million.

Although their income wasn't small, their expenses were also high.

Both sets of grandparents were entering an age where they needed care, Fenix was still studying, and Fenix's parents were approaching the age where health concerns would arise.

Every expense was meticulously recorded by Fenix's parents.

Thus, Fenix grew up very mature, developing the habit of budgeting and not causing financial difficulties for his parents.

Now, with this sudden windfall, although Fenix had imagined many ways to spend the one million, he was unsure what to do with the money in hand.

Fenix tapped the input panel hesitantly, uncertain how to express his thoughts.

Ferran, seeing Fenix's dilemma, scooped a spoonful of cream. "What are you thinking?"

Fenix looked up at Ferran and typed: "If you suddenly had one million, what would you do?"

Ferran replied without hesitation: "Invest!"

Fenix asked: "Invest in what?"

Ferran: "Invest in my own projects. If it fails, it's a blood loss; if it succeeds, it's a huge gain."

Fenix: "…"

Alright.

He couldn't count on Ferran either.

Investment risks were too high.

Fenix thought for a while and opened the dormitory group chat.

Affectionate Room 302 (4 members)

Fenix: "Assuming you suddenly had one million, what would you do with it?"

Lancelot: "Use it to chase stars. Tomorrow is the last show of Athena's universal tour in Cobalt Star, at Mountain City."

Alfred: "I asked the scalper; the ticket price for the inner field is one hundred thousand each. A humble fan begs online."

Fenix: …

Damn.

There's nothing to talk about with you two Athena fanatics.

If she ever quits the game, your idol might disappear!

Moreover, this Athena is only obsessed with career lines, and when her career peaks, she might really vanish!

Fenix tentatively asked: "If Athena announced retirement…?"

Lancelot: "?? Can you lend me one hundred thousand? I want to see her one last time."

Alfred: "Begging.jpg"

…Alright.

Seems there's no saving you.

Fenix sighed and tagged Derek, who hadn't spoken yet.

Derek was the rational one in the dorm, even when chasing stars, he remained reserved.

Derek: "…Buy a house and get married back home? The housing prices and living costs are low in my hometown. One million can buy a three-bedroom apartment and a regular car."

Fenix looked through the responses and felt none were appropriate.

He scratched his terminal, opened his wealth management account, chose a financial product with relatively high interest for six months, deposited eight hundred thousand, and then rehung the terminal around his neck.

He wasn't in a suitable state to contact his family now.

When he could video chat, he'd discuss it with his parents.

Fenix sighed softly.

Having money was indeed troublesome.

Ferran was also contemplating.

He was thinking about what he could do during his vacation, which would last at least half a month.

Yes.

Since he'd never had such a long holiday, Ferran had no idea what to do with the extra time.

His past holidays were usually only one or two days.

Those days were quite limited, mostly spent by Ferran searching for dessert shops.

But half a month was a long time.

Ferran glanced at Fenix, who was sitting across the table licking milk, and asked, "Linix, do you usually have holidays?"

??

What kind of question is that?

Why wouldn't there be holidays?

Fenix slowly typed a question mark.

Ferran misinterpreted the question mark.

He sighed deeply. "Sure enough, you don't have many holidays either, huh? Being Lion's brother must be stressful."

Fenix quickly typed two question marks. "?? What are you talking about? I'm on holiday right now."

Strictly speaking, it wasn't really a holiday.

But Marina City University didn't have courses for fourth-year students, only requiring them to complete social practice or internships lasting more than eight months.

Returning to school without proof of practice or internship wouldn't lead to graduation.

However, for Fenix now, it was no different from a holiday.

Fenix wagged his tail. "What's wrong?"

Ferran was slightly stunned, then cleared his throat. "Generally speaking, during a long holiday, what would you do?"

Fenix was taken aback.

Ferran added, "I've rarely had long holidays, so I don't know what to do."

"…"

Fenix was shocked.

Damn.

Could it be that bad?

Fenix knew Ferran was a workaholic with very few holidays.

According to his personal love line, he only began to consciously apply for leave after dating Athena to spend time with his girlfriend.

Fenix remembered a highly discussed post on a forum he once read.

It was a corporate worker Athena asking soulfully, "From manager upwards, all men are balding, and women have thinning hair. How come Ferran hasn't gone bald?"

Previously, Fenix hadn't felt much about it, but now he understood.

What a tragic character Ferran was!

My goodness!

Look at this poor soul!

He didn't even know what to do during a holiday; his life must have been so barren and dull!

Fenix sighed, then rapidly typed: "Our holiday activities are quite rich, generally speaking…"

Fenix paused mid-sentence.

Damn!

Wait a minute.

When they were on holiday, they didn't really do anything exciting.

Usually, it was playing ball games, watching movies, eating out, and mostly sleeping in the dorm.

Fenix: …

Damn!

Thinking about it, it wasn't much better than Ferran's situation!

Fenix looked up at Ferran.

Ferran's light brown eyes gazed at him expectantly.

Fenix was speechless.

Alright.

Since you're so eager, Fenix will try his best to think of something!

Fenix thought hard and, with his limited brain and experiences, seriously pondered for a while, then typed with a solemn face: "Do you usually… play games?"

"Games?" Ferran was slightly stunned. "Golf, snooker, etc.?"

??

Do you call those games?

Fenix typed: "Of course not!"

Ferran: "Then what are they?"

Fenix asked: "Friend, do you know Star Elimination?"

Ferran shook his head.

Fenix: "…"

Damn!

Ferran, how pitiful!

Did you even have a childhood?!

Fenix sent the download link for Star Elimination to Ferran and asked, "Have you played arcade games or various terminal games, holographic games, and community simulation games?"

Ferran kept shaking his head.

Fenix: …

Oh my God!

Ferran really had no childhood!

But it's okay!

It's not too late to catch up on it now!

After asking Lion for permission, Fenix proudly led Ferran back to the hotel.

Upon arrival, he arranged a room for Ferran, waved his paw, and had the robot bring a pile of junk food and two boxes of soda from the hotel supermarket into the room.

Then he drew the blackout curtains, handed Ferran a game controller, and turned on his childhood favorite terminal game, Soul○ro.

Fenix confidently typed: "Holidays are all about soda, junk food, and a darkened room for gaming!"

Ferran believed him.

…

Lion was discussing detailed cooperation plans with Raven. Just as they finalized the first step, an alarm and medical report from a robot came in.

Lion was slightly stunned, opened the projection, and silently exhaled a series of ellipses.

At the scene of the incident, Fenix was sitting in front of a controller, blankly watching the medical robot carry Ferran away.

Only when Ferran disappeared did the little kitten shakily open the search engine and enter the keywords "dog" and "cola."

Then he saw the word "caffeine" automatically associated with these terms.

Fenix's vision went black.

… Damn!