Chapter 152: Chapter 29 Brother Sun, Can You Give Me a Baby?
After resolving the rent issue, the landlord enthusiastically bought them a round of drinks before leaving.
Seeing there was nothing left to gain, Xiao Shao took his sister home, completely oblivious to Yang Xintian’s resentful gaze. Xiang Zixuan stuck her tongue out playfully at her good friend in apology before following her brother out.
"We really owe you for this. Tonight’s drinks are on the house, and whenever you come by in the future, we’ll give you our lowest discount," Wang Manman said, carrying over another tray of food and drinks.
Her eyes kept darting toward the handsome man. She knew he was the one who had solved her problems today. That young woman, Yang Xintian, couldn’t have possibly come up with that much money; he must have been the one to provide it. So, what does that mean? She recalled what Yang Xintian had told her before, and her face flushed slightly. Could it be...
She didn’t get much time to ponder, as Sun Dasheng forcefully escorted the young woman away.
In the car, Yang Xintian pouted in discontent. "Uncle Sun, why are you dragging me away?"
Sun Dasheng kept one hand on the steering wheel while extending his other, watch-clad wrist toward the passenger seat. "See for yourself what time it is."
Yang Xintian glanced over and saw the hour hand pointing directly at 12. "Oh," she said, looking away and muttering to herself, Such a man of principle.
After dropping her home, he returned to his own villa. The two women were already asleep, so he didn’t disturb their sweet dreams. He went back to his master bedroom, washed up, and went to bed.
「The next few days.」
He lived happily in his world of three. Yang Xintian, that young woman, would drop by from time to time and naturally discovered her Uncle Sun’s "hidden beauties." She finally understood why he hadn’t been interested in Sister Manman, whom she had introduced to him.
Although Sister Manman was just as beautiful and shapely as the other two women, she was, after all, a married woman. It was understandable that Uncle Sun, who already had two gorgeous women at home, would be reluctant to invite that kind of "trouble" into his life. But lately, Sister Manman had been subtly asking about her Uncle Sun. Could it be... she’s actually interested in him that way? If so, that’s going to be a problem. And a problem that I started.
「After the Lantern Festival.」
The company officially resumed operations.
「On the first day back at work.」
Sun Dacheng came to give a work report.
"The two short dramas our company produced have finished filming. The post-production was also completed by an outsourced company during the New Year holiday. Director Sun, when do you think we should release them to the market?"
New year, new look. For the first day of work, Sun Dacheng had dressed to impress. His designer clothes glittered from head to toe, and even his slicked-back hair gleamed with oil.
Sun Dasheng unhurriedly pulled a red envelope from his drawer and gestured for him to take it. "A red packet for the new year, to get work started on the right foot. Go on, take it."
"Thank you for your care and consideration, Director Sun," Sun Dacheng said, accepting it. "In this new year, I wish you abundant wealth, Director Sun, and I wish for the company’s performance to grow year after year and for our business to flourish."
Sun Dacheng was clearly a smooth talker, with auspicious phrases rolling off his tongue. And who doesn’t like to hear a few words of good fortune?
Pleased, Sun Dasheng took out another red envelope for him. "The company’s development depends on all of you. Keep up the good work in the new year."
After the pleasantries were over, they got down to business.
He took the release schedule for the short dramas that Sun Dacheng handed him and studied it carefully. Most of the promotional resources were still allocated to Douyin.
"How much money is in the media company’s account?" Sun Dasheng asked, picking up the phone to call the finance department.
After getting the specific figure, he hung up and nodded to Sun Dacheng. "The media company has enough funds for the promotions and publicity you need for now. Just write up a formal request, and I’ll approve it."
Perfect! Sun Dacheng left, completely satisfied. Brother Da Sheng was as supportive as ever. It feels like the general manager position of the media company is waving at me. All I have to do is nail this project.
Afterward, the other employees began to arrive one by one. Sun Dasheng stood at the entrance and handed each of them a red packet to mark the start of the work year. The amount wasn’t large, but it was a gesture for good luck. Besides, happiness is better when shared.
The employees all accepted the red packets gleefully, calling out one after another, "Thank you, Boss!"
They had it so good this year. The New Year holiday had been so long that their families had started to think they’d been fired. Instead, it turned out to be paid leave all the way until the Lantern Festival. A company this good was unheard of.
So jealous! So, so jealous!
It made them think of their peers, who had to rush back to work around the sixth or seventh day of the new year. For the rest of the world, the season for the wage slaves to return to the grind had begun. The contrast made their own jobs seem that much more enviable.
With everything settled at the main office, he prepared to inspect the two newly acquired companies. First, he summoned Qian Zhi, who was based at the headquarters. Together, they went on a quick, observational tour of the milk tea shops in Shanghai City.
How was business? Exceedingly average.
Even during the lunch rush, the shops were mostly empty. It was a stark contrast to the popular drink shop next door, which had a queue of people waiting outside.
Today, however, he was only there to see and listen. He said very little during the tour, simply listening to Qian Zhi lay out his future plans. In the end, he offered no opinions, leaving it to Qian Zhi and the rest of the management team to handle it. All he wanted was a "result."
After inspecting the milk tea shops, he went with Wu Xiaoli to look at the internet cafes. The internet cafe division’s headquarters was located on the second floor of the flagship branch, not at the main investment company office. The second floor housed a dedicated general manager’s office, which was quite spacious—nearly as large as his own chairman’s office at headquarters. The decor, however, looked like it hadn’t been updated in years.