“Today’s live show ends here. This is Yangshengazhai’s live broadcast room. If you’re interested, subscribe to me. I’ll see you next time.”
He glanced over to his inbox, and found Jie.
Yangshengzhai: [They’re excited, you’re also booing along (laughing and crying)]
Yangshengzhai: [I’ll give you your money back.]
Chu Qianze said that, clicked on Jie’s page, and found the button for account transfer.
Jie: [No need.]
Jie: [I didn’t follow along.]
Chu Qianze saw this reply, yet his actions remained unchanged. He pressed the OK button, and it showed that the transfer was successful.
The transfer here is automatically received, and the other person doesn’t need to click to receive it.
Jie: […]
Chu Qianze hooked the corner of his mouth in a good mood. Anyway, he had already transferred it.
At that time, he received a notification that Jie had sent a gift to his account. He deducted the platform shares, and the money he got was exactly the same as the amount he transferred.
Yangshengzhai: […]
Yangshengzhai: [Hey.. (sweats)]
Jie: [This is the first time I saw an anchor taking the initiative to refund fans. I sent you the money voluntarily, just take it.]
Jie: [I’m not joking, because of watching your live broadcast, my stomach problem is much better now.]
Chu Qianze saw this, and asked: [Do you still have stomach problems?]
Jie: [Not serious. I always missed eating on time when I used to go to work.]
Sometimes when he misses it, he just doesn’t bother to eat and just waits for the next meal.
Jie: [It’s much better now.]
Yangshengzhai: [Your body is important.]
Jie: [Yes, you keep it up.]
It would be too hypocritical if he didn’t answer.
Yun Zhoujie stuffed himself with money, and after he returned it to him, the man gave it back. When did money become so unwelcome?
Chu Qianze felt that if he told others about it, he would definitely be beaten.
Yangshengzhai: [Got it, thank you, local tyrant.]
Jie: [It’s okay. Anyway, the money in the account is going to you.]
Chu Qianze stopped typing.
Yangshengzhai: [It’s really my honor. I happened to be experimenting with new dishes. There were too many to finish, would you like me to send some to you?]
Jie: [Good.]
Then Jie sent a series of numbers.
Yangshengzhai: [?]
Jie: [My WeChat. I won’t be able to log in to my live broadcast account, and sometimes the notifications take a long time. But my WeChat is always online.]
Chu Qianze’s WeChat has all his real friends, and those fans or anchors can be contacted on his live broadcast software, so no other contact information has been added.
He had always clearly separated the Internet from reality.
Jie: [I think it will be more convenient to chat, and I also want to make friends with you.]
Jie: [Fingers.jpg]
It was an emoji animation. A folded-eared rabbit turns itself into a round ball, droops its ears, and stretches out its little fat hand to its fingers. It shakes its ears from time to time, it looks quite miserable.
When did this person learn how to use emojis?
Your cold and indifferent president’s image is going to collapse!
Chu Qianze knew the person’s true identity, and when he thought of the appearance of the man’s stoic face sending out a cute emoji… After being silent for a while, he copied the string of numbers and went to WeChat to add friends.
As soon as it was sent, the man passed his friend request. This made Chu Qianze feel like he was being tricked.
Chu Qianze replaced the man’s name to “Jie”, and then typed to him: [Just replace the name to Yangshengzhai.]
Jie: [I changed it.]
Yangshengzhai: [Well, if I send something later, then I’ll message you here.]
Jie: [Okay, I’ll wait for you.]
Yangshengzhai: [I’ll go first.]
Jie: [Goodbye.jpg]
This time, it’s an expression pack of a kitten wagging its tail and waving goodbye.
Chu Qianze looked at it, turned off the phone, and laid down on the sofa.
This guy.. What the hell is going on?
Yun Zhoujie was sitting in his office, looking at the newly added friend and set it to the top.
He opened the man’s homepage; except for the gender, province, and city, there was nothing else. His eyes moved to the circle of friends.
The man didn’t have that much activity, and the last post was from a month ago. Yun Zhoujie only saw two pictures, both of which were landscape photos. Although he didn’t get any information, getting his WeChat can be considered to have achieved a goal.
Yun Zhoujie raised his hand and pushed down the frame of his glasses.
Ye Zhong was sitting at his desk, staring at the computer in a daze. After a while, he couldn’t help but poke his colleague next to him.
“Do you think that if I make such a stupid mistake, President Yun will come to me and give me more tasks?” Ye Zhong asked with a grieving face.
“He will definitely look for you. Don’t worry, at most he will only tell you to redo it a few times, and then maybe write a review.” The person next to him patted his shoulder, expressing that he shouldn’t be nervous.
“How did you get used to this? Every time I work overtime, I sacrifice my time to play. Beautiful women don’t wait for anyone! In the end, it’s still..” Ye Zhong was about to say something when he saw someone standing at the door.
“President Yun asked you to come over to his office.” The man said.
“What should come must come.” Ye Zhong arranged his clothes again, stood up and waved to the colleague next to him. He then turned and left, leaving with a heroic appearance.
He came to Yun Zhoujie’s office, knocked, then opened the door. He walked inside, and saw his cousin holding his phone with a focused face.
What is he looking at?
Ye Zhong didn’t dare be too reckless because he was in the wrong, so he stood up straight, and said, “Cous—President Yun, I’m here.”
Yun Zhoujie turned off his phone, facing it down on the desk. “Well, do you know why I’m looking for you?”
“I know.” Ye Zhong sighed in his heart. What should come must come.
Yun Zhoujie: “Tell me why.”
Ye Zhong repeated his mistakes, and finally concluded, “I slacked off for a while, but I didn’t expect to miss it and make a mistake.”
“I’m willing to take you in not only because of your second uncle, but also because you have the ability.”
Yun Zhoujie saw that Ye Zhong’s head was getting lower and lower, and he said, “Go back and redo it, pay attention next time.”
This is.. the end? What about writing a review?
Seeing that Ye Zhong was still standing, Yun Zhoujie asked, “Is there anything else?”
Ye Zhong quickly said, “No, then I’ll leave first.”
Yun Zhoujie snorted and let him go.
Ye Zhong closed the door again, feeling that what happened just now was magical.
With his cousin’s temperament, if he made such a mistake, he would be reprimanded, but surprisingly, there was no poisonous tongue, there was no additional work; just let him revise the document and be done with it.
What the hell is happening?
He was ready to be reprimanded, but the conversation turned out to be so light that Ye Zhong felt his whole body was unreal.
So gentle, is it really his cousin?
Ye Zhong recalled something, it seemed that the changes in his cousin were all related to the live broadcast. Watching the live broadcast for lunch, taking the initiative to participate in the offline event for the first time. Could it be that his cousin is really in love with an anchor? Since he was eating and watching at the same time, it should be a food anchor.
Ye Zhong can still remember when Yun Zhoujie personally went downstairs to pick up a package. Did he fall in love with a female food anchor? Who are the beautiful female anchors on their live broadcast ah…
A male anchor may also be possible.
He didn’t dare say anything, but about gossip, Ye Zhong’s perception is definitely top-notch! Intuition tells him that something is definitely tricky!
He also thought of the strange male voice he heard on the phone when he called his cousin.
Fuck, what was the relationship between that man and his cousin?
An anchor, a mysterious man; Ye Zhong’s mind was in a mess.
His mind was thinking at high speed, while he walked back to his desk with a dazed expression. After a few seconds, he snapped back to reality, and then he entered a state of excitement, pulling his colleague to chat.
“Do you know what happened to me?”
The colleague glanced at him, and said, “Working overtime to write a review.”
“No, none of that.”
“Congratulations.” The colleague replied casually.
Ye Zhong expressed his dissatisfaction with this person’s perfunctory behavior, and said, “How can I tell you when you’re like this? Cooperate with me, bro.”
“Oh, that’s really great!” His colleague imitated a robotic translation tone and finished this sentence by reading from a hand-out.
Ye Zhong: “Fuck you.”
After dawdling with his work, Ye Zhong felt a little thirsty and went to the pantry to pour a glass of water, and out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of someone walking past the door.
He was familiar with that person; wasn’t it his cousin? He is also familiar with that direction, which leads to the elevator.
Ye Zhong subconsciously stood to the side. He saw him walking into the elevator. He leaned over to take a look and saw him go downstairs. He stayed in the pantry and waited until Yun Zhoujie went down and then came up again before he returned to his desk.
Colleague: “Are you constipated? You stayed out for so long.”
Ye Zhong choked when he heard this, “You’re constipated! I just went to get a glass of water.”
The colleague glanced at Ye Zhong, and asked, “Where’s the water?”
Ye Zhong looked down and saw that his hands were empty, he smiled awkwardly, and said, “I didn’t bring it here.”
Ye Zhong looked at his colleague’s dead fish-eyed appearance, and returned to the topic, “These aren’t important! Do you know who I saw just now?”
“Who?”
“President Yun, he actually went down to get a package. It’s the package I’m familiar with, the same package that an anchor sends to his fans in our live broadcast!” Ye Zhong said, getting excited by himself.
“So?”
“I suspect that they have a relationship!”
Seeing his colleague so calm, Ye Zhong felt the pain of being splashed with cold water on his face.
“He just picked up a delivery. If you receive a package, won’t you go down to get it? Your mind’s just making up things.” His colleague added, “Also, it’s normal to fall in love.”
“But that’s President Yun. How could he put down his work and get an unimportant package?!” Ye Zhong insisted on his point of view. He mulled over going back to ask.
For the sake of gossip, all things can be thrown away!
A colleague took his eyes off the computer, and said with a friendly tip, “I just know that if you don’t hurry up and work, you’ll have to work overtime again today.”
Ye Zhong looked at the time, “…Motherfucker!”
—
Chu Qianze calculated the time and felt that Yun Zhoujie should have received the package now. After all, his address is really close to Group A.
Sure enough, after a few minutes, notifications came from his phone.
Jie: [I got it, it’s delicious.]
Attached was a picture of the package being unpacked.
Chu Qianze replied: [If it’s delicious, then I’ll make this for the live broadcast tomorrow.]
Jie: [Mmm.jpg]
“Today’s live show ends here. This is Yangshengazhai’s live broadcast room. If you’re interested, subscribe to me. I’ll see you next time.”
He glanced over to his inbox, and found Jie.
Yangshengzhai: [They’re excited, you’re also booing along (laughing and crying)]
Yangshengzhai: [I’ll give you your money back.]
Chu Qianze said that, clicked on Jie’s page, and found the button for account transfer.
Jie: [No need.]
Jie: [I didn’t follow along.]
Chu Qianze saw this reply, yet his actions remained unchanged. He pressed the OK button, and it showed that the transfer was successful.
The transfer here is automatically received, and the other person doesn’t need to click to receive it.
Jie: […]
Chu Qianze hooked the corner of his mouth in a good mood. Anyway, he had already transferred it.
At that time, he received a notification that Jie had sent a gift to his account. He deducted the platform shares, and the money he got was exactly the same as the amount he transferred.
Yangshengzhai: […]
Yangshengzhai: [Hey.. (sweats)]
Jie: [This is the first time I saw an anchor taking the initiative to refund fans. I sent you the money voluntarily, just take it.]
Jie: [I’m not joking, because of watching your live broadcast, my stomach problem is much better now.]
Chu Qianze saw this, and asked: [Do you still have stomach problems?]
Jie: [Not serious. I always missed eating on time when I used to go to work.]
Sometimes when he misses it, he just doesn’t bother to eat and just waits for the next meal.
Jie: [It’s much better now.]
Yangshengzhai: [Your body is important.]
Jie: [Yes, you keep it up.]
It would be too hypocritical if he didn’t answer.
Yun Zhoujie stuffed himself with money, and after he returned it to him, the man gave it back. When did money become so unwelcome?
Chu Qianze felt that if he told others about it, he would definitely be beaten.
Yangshengzhai: [Got it, thank you, local tyrant.]
Jie: [It’s okay. Anyway, the money in the account is going to you.]
Chu Qianze stopped typing.
Yangshengzhai: [It’s really my honor. I happened to be experimenting with new dishes. There were too many to finish, would you like me to send some to you?]
Jie: [Good.]
Then Jie sent a series of numbers.
Yangshengzhai: [?]
Jie: [My WeChat. I won’t be able to log in to my live broadcast account, and sometimes the notifications take a long time. But my WeChat is always online.]
Chu Qianze’s WeChat has all his real friends, and those fans or anchors can be contacted on his live broadcast software, so no other contact information has been added.
He had always clearly separated the Internet from reality.
Jie: [I think it will be more convenient to chat, and I also want to make friends with you.]
Jie: [Fingers.jpg]
It was an emoji animation. A folded-eared rabbit turns itself into a round ball, droops its ears, and stretches out its little fat hand to its fingers. It shakes its ears from time to time, it looks quite miserable.
When did this person learn how to use emojis?
Your cold and indifferent president’s image is going to collapse!
Chu Qianze knew the person’s true identity, and when he thought of the appearance of the man’s stoic face sending out a cute emoji… After being silent for a while, he copied the string of numbers and went to WeChat to add friends.
As soon as it was sent, the man passed his friend request. This made Chu Qianze feel like he was being tricked.
Chu Qianze replaced the man’s name to “Jie”, and then typed to him: [Just replace the name to Yangshengzhai.]
Jie: [I changed it.]
Yangshengzhai: [Well, if I send something later, then I’ll message you here.]
Jie: [Okay, I’ll wait for you.]
Yangshengzhai: [I’ll go first.]
Jie: [Goodbye.jpg]
This time, it’s an expression pack of a kitten wagging its tail and waving goodbye.
Chu Qianze looked at it, turned off the phone, and laid down on the sofa.
This guy.. What the hell is going on?
Yun Zhoujie was sitting in his office, looking at the newly added friend and set it to the top.
He opened the man’s homepage; except for the gender, province, and city, there was nothing else. His eyes moved to the circle of friends.
The man didn’t have that much activity, and the last post was from a month ago. Yun Zhoujie only saw two pictures, both of which were landscape photos. Although he didn’t get any information, getting his WeChat can be considered to have achieved a goal.
Yun Zhoujie raised his hand and pushed down the frame of his glasses.
Ye Zhong was sitting at his desk, staring at the computer in a daze. After a while, he couldn’t help but poke his colleague next to him.
“Do you think that if I make such a stupid mistake, President Yun will come to me and give me more tasks?” Ye Zhong asked with a grieving face.
“He will definitely look for you. Don’t worry, at most he will only tell you to redo it a few times, and then maybe write a review.” The person next to him patted his shoulder, expressing that he shouldn’t be nervous.
“How did you get used to this? Every time I work overtime, I sacrifice my time to play. Beautiful women don’t wait for anyone! In the end, it’s still..” Ye Zhong was about to say something when he saw someone standing at the door.
“President Yun asked you to come over to his office.” The man said.
“What should come must come.” Ye Zhong arranged his clothes again, stood up and waved to the colleague next to him. He then turned and left, leaving with a heroic appearance.
He came to Yun Zhoujie’s office, knocked, then opened the door. He walked inside, and saw his cousin holding his phone with a focused face.
What is he looking at?
Ye Zhong didn’t dare be too reckless because he was in the wrong, so he stood up straight, and said, “Cous—President Yun, I’m here.”
Yun Zhoujie turned off his phone, facing it down on the desk. “Well, do you know why I’m looking for you?”
“I know.” Ye Zhong sighed in his heart. What should come must come.
Yun Zhoujie: “Tell me why.”
Ye Zhong repeated his mistakes, and finally concluded, “I slacked off for a while, but I didn’t expect to miss it and make a mistake.”
“I’m willing to take you in not only because of your second uncle, but also because you have the ability.”
Yun Zhoujie saw that Ye Zhong’s head was getting lower and lower, and he said, “Go back and redo it, pay attention next time.”
This is.. the end? What about writing a review?
Seeing that Ye Zhong was still standing, Yun Zhoujie asked, “Is there anything else?”
Ye Zhong quickly said, “No, then I’ll leave first.”
Yun Zhoujie snorted and let him go.
Ye Zhong closed the door again, feeling that what happened just now was magical.
With his cousin’s temperament, if he made such a mistake, he would be reprimanded, but surprisingly, there was no poisonous tongue, there was no additional work; just let him revise the document and be done with it.
What the hell is happening?
He was ready to be reprimanded, but the conversation turned out to be so light that Ye Zhong felt his whole body was unreal.
So gentle, is it really his cousin?
Ye Zhong recalled something, it seemed that the changes in his cousin were all related to the live broadcast. Watching the live broadcast for lunch, taking the initiative to participate in the offline event for the first time. Could it be that his cousin is really in love with an anchor? Since he was eating and watching at the same time, it should be a food anchor.
Ye Zhong can still remember when Yun Zhoujie personally went downstairs to pick up a package. Did he fall in love with a female food anchor? Who are the beautiful female anchors on their live broadcast ah…
A male anchor may also be possible.
He didn’t dare say anything, but about gossip, Ye Zhong’s perception is definitely top-notch! Intuition tells him that something is definitely tricky!
He also thought of the strange male voice he heard on the phone when he called his cousin.
Fuck, what was the relationship between that man and his cousin?
An anchor, a mysterious man; Ye Zhong’s mind was in a mess.
His mind was thinking at high speed, while he walked back to his desk with a dazed expression. After a few seconds, he snapped back to reality, and then he entered a state of excitement, pulling his colleague to chat.
“Do you know what happened to me?”
The colleague glanced at him, and said, “Working overtime to write a review.”
“No, none of that.”
“Congratulations.” The colleague replied casually.
Ye Zhong expressed his dissatisfaction with this person’s perfunctory behavior, and said, “How can I tell you when you’re like this? Cooperate with me, bro.”
“Oh, that’s really great!” His colleague imitated a robotic translation tone and finished this sentence by reading from a hand-out.
Ye Zhong: “Fuck you.”
After dawdling with his work, Ye Zhong felt a little thirsty and went to the pantry to pour a glass of water, and out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of someone walking past the door.
He was familiar with that person; wasn’t it his cousin? He is also familiar with that direction, which leads to the elevator.
Ye Zhong subconsciously stood to the side. He saw him walking into the elevator. He leaned over to take a look and saw him go downstairs. He stayed in the pantry and waited until Yun Zhoujie went down and then came up again before he returned to his desk.
Colleague: “Are you constipated? You stayed out for so long.”
Ye Zhong choked when he heard this, “You’re constipated! I just went to get a glass of water.”
The colleague glanced at Ye Zhong, and asked, “Where’s the water?”
Ye Zhong looked down and saw that his hands were empty, he smiled awkwardly, and said, “I didn’t bring it here.”
Ye Zhong looked at his colleague’s dead fish-eyed appearance, and returned to the topic, “These aren’t important! Do you know who I saw just now?”
“Who?”
“President Yun, he actually went down to get a package. It’s the package I’m familiar with, the same package that an anchor sends to his fans in our live broadcast!” Ye Zhong said, getting excited by himself.
“So?”
“I suspect that they have a relationship!”
Seeing his colleague so calm, Ye Zhong felt the pain of being splashed with cold water on his face.
“He just picked up a delivery. If you receive a package, won’t you go down to get it? Your mind’s just making up things.” His colleague added, “Also, it’s normal to fall in love.”
“But that’s President Yun. How could he put down his work and get an unimportant package?!” Ye Zhong insisted on his point of view. He mulled over going back to ask.
For the sake of gossip, all things can be thrown away!
A colleague took his eyes off the computer, and said with a friendly tip, “I just know that if you don’t hurry up and work, you’ll have to work overtime again today.”
Ye Zhong looked at the time, “…Motherfucker!”
—
Chu Qianze calculated the time and felt that Yun Zhoujie should have received the package now. After all, his address is really close to Group A.
Sure enough, after a few minutes, notifications came from his phone.
Jie: [I got it, it’s delicious.]
Attached was a picture of the package being unpacked.
Chu Qianze replied: [If it’s delicious, then I’ll make this for the live broadcast tomorrow.]
Jie: [Mmm.jpg]
