I Have a Post Apocalyptic Online Friend C6.2

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Chapter 6. part 2

Zhou An’an began procuring materials while also hiring several more workers.

Next came endless days and nights of packing. By the time Zhou An’an delivered the final batch of survival kits, her back was so sore she could barely stand up straight.

The sales figures from the supermarket were impressive: over five thousand kits had already been sold, and selling out the rest was just a matter of time.

Zhou An’an received another payment—a hefty 300,000 yuan. She decided to treat Gu Zhao to a nice dinner to properly thank him.

Gu Zhao accepted without hesitation, and they agreed to meet at a restaurant in the city at 6 PM.

Zhou An’an had heard of the restaurant; it was quite upscale, so she couldn’t dress too casually.

She had at most three decent outfits in her closet. She tried each one on, took photos, and sent them to Lu Yuan.

Zhou An’an: Which one looks better? Give me some advice.

Lu Yuan: Are you going to dinner or a blind date?

Zhou An’an: He’s my benefactor! Shouldn’t I dress up a bit to show respect? I can’t embarrass him.

Lu Yuan: Then go ask your benefactor.

Zhou An’an’s lips curled into a smile: He’s my minor benefactor. You’re my major benefactor.

Lu Yuan: Hmph.

Zhou An’an: Oh, great benefactor, which outfit do you think is best?

Lu Yuan: The first one is too plain. The second is too flashy. The third makes you look like a homeless person.

Zhou An’an: …So none of them are good? These are literally the best clothes I own.

Lu Yuan: Just wear what you normally wear, unless he’s the type to judge people by their appearance.

Gu Zhao clearly wasn’t the type to judge people by their appearance; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so polite during their first meeting.

Still, it was a rare occasion for her to dine at such an upscale place, so she felt she should dress up a bit.

Zhou An’an chose the second outfit—the floral dress—and carefully applied makeup. After the workers left for the day, she locked up the workshop, rode her electric scooter into the city, parked it on a street corner, and walked to the restaurant.

The luxurious interior immediately triggered her social anxiety. She whispered to the hostess, “I have a reservation for two… Do you still have a table…?”

The hostess smiled warmly. “Are you Miss Zhou? Mr. Gu has already booked a private room. Please follow me.”

Gu Zhao is so thoughtful, Zhou An’an thought. I’m the one treating him, yet he even booked the private room himself. Her estimation of him rose another notch.

Gu Zhao, always punctual, arrived shortly after.

It was their first time dining together, and alone at that. On the way over, Zhou An’an had rehearsed countless words of gratitude, but once the private room door closed, her mind went blank. She just kept sipping her lemon water nervously.

Finally, Gu Zhao broke the silence. “It seems my gamble paid off. Your product didn’t disappoint.”

Zhou An’an quickly replied, “It’s all thanks to your guidance.”

“We’re partners in a win-win situation, making money together.”

With that one sentence, Gu Zhao effortlessly closed the distance between them. Zhou An’an relaxed slightly, but only slightly. For most of the meal, he did most of the talking.

After dinner, Gu Zhao suddenly said, “Do you have any plans for the rest of the evening? If not, let’s take a walk. I haven’t just wandered around like this since graduation.”

Zhou An’an froze for a moment. “Why? You don’t seem like someone who lacks friends.”

Gu Zhao smiled. “I know a lot of people, but they all have their own agendas. It’s exhausting to be around them. In comparison, I prefer spending time with classmates. No matter what we do, it’s always relaxed and comfortable.”

Zhou An’an felt a pang of guilt. She had approached him with her own agenda, not just to catch up as old classmates.

As they left the restaurant, she made sure to pay the bill first.

Gu Zhao didn’t say anything, just watched her with a gentle smile.

It was the weekend, and the streets were lined with vendors.

Zhou An’an spotted a small flower stall and remembered Lu Yuan saying he wanted flowers. She paused to look more closely.

I wonder what kind he likes? Well, I’m not short on money anymore. Maybe I should just buy one of each?

Gu Zhao’s voice sounded beside her.

“Do you want me to buy you some?”

Zhou An’an’s face instantly turned bright red. She waved her hands frantically.

“No, no! You’ve misunderstood. That’s not what I meant at all.”

“It’s fine even if you did. The day you came to find me, I felt a strong connection with you.”

Gu Zhao leaned in slightly, his lips close to her ear. “If I’m not mistaken, you must have a ‘Doomsday Friend’ too, right?”

Zhou An’an, who had been about to step back, froze completely.

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