New Year's Eve

The next morning, as soon as Zhang Yang opened his eyes, he saw the message Zhang Yuying had sent him.

She said she and her father had already driven back to Harbor City.

"I've already talked to Wang Zihao and we've broken up," Zhang Yuying said on WeChat.

"Didn't you cause any trouble?" Zhang Yang asked curiously.

"How could this be? He's completely insane." Zhang Yuying said, still shaken. "How come I never noticed he was this extreme before? Daring to kill himself? But once it's over, it's over. I deleted and blocked him; there's no chance anymore."

Zhang Yuying's words were full of determination.

"Sister, I wish you find your perfect match soon," Zhang Yang said with his blessing.

"I hope so, but I've come to terms with it now. I won't force anything. If I gain something, I'm lucky; if I lose something, it's fate. Goodbye, Zhang Yang... Oh, and I wish you and your family a happy new year in advance," Zhang Yuying sent as her last message.

Zhang Yang smiled, put down his phone, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the suite.

With the system in place, the mission is unlikely to fail.

Zhang Yuying's perfect match will naturally arrive soon.

"It's almost New Year's."

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the Yinghai, Zhang Yang suddenly sighed and smiled.

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On New Year's Eve, families reunite, and the streets are mostly deserted as people are busy preparing for the New Year at home.

Zhang Yang walked out of the Four Seasons Hotel.

Happy Lunar New Year's Eve, Mr. Zhang.

Happy New Year, Mr. Zhang.

Zhang Yang nodded and smiled the whole way, and the phrase he said most often was "See you next year."

He had already prepared the New Year's red envelopes and other gifts in advance, and he could simply have Anderson distribute them on his behalf.

The fountain downstairs at the Four Seasons Hotel.

Zhang Yang glanced back at the Four Seasons Hotel's brightly decorated entrance and lobby, brimming with the festive spirit of the New Year, then smiled and walked toward his Cullinan.

"Going home for the Chinese New Year!"

This year, we'll be spending the Lunar New Year at our new home in Purple Garden No. 1.

Although today is Lunar New Year's Eve, it's actually the busiest time for our family. The restaurants are fully booked for New Year's Eve dinners. Not just New Year's Eve dinners, but the entire first month of the lunar calendar is packed with people, with various celebratory banquets and celebrations.

It was a bittersweet experience.

After discussing it, Zhang Zhaohai and his wife realized that this wouldn't do. They had always spent New Year's Eve at home, but this year the restaurant was too busy, and they were abandoning the old tradition. That was unacceptable.

So, they decided to go home and prepare for the New Year as usual.

As for the store, the store manager is on duty. Anyway, everything is going smoothly now, so it's not necessary for the couple to be present.

So when Zhang Yang arrived home, he was greeted by a grand and festive New Year's celebration.

The front door of the house was wide open, and the floor was covered with New Year's goods that had been prepared in advance.

The well-prepared cigarettes and liquors were naturally piled up in boxes and cartons, forming small mountains. There were also some local specialties from Yinghai families, piled up to the brim, exuding a strong festive atmosphere.

The range hood was running in the kitchen.

Zhang Zhaohai and Song Wenqin are preparing their New Year's Eve dinner.

Mr. and Mrs. Grandpa Zhang have officially retired this year. Judging from their appearance, it seems that their son and daughter-in-law have sent them to the living room to drink tea, eat fruit and sunflower seeds, and watch TV programs that don't suit their tastes.

"The program wasn't very good, but the picture quality was really clear."

"Old woman, go and see if they need our help. There are some details they haven't handled before; they might have made a mistake."

As Zhang Yang entered the house, he overheard his grandparents muttering to each other.

"Hey? My eldest grandson is back!"

The two elderly people's eyes lit up immediately, their attention successfully diverted.

"You're back." Zhang Yang smiled and sat on the sofa, keeping the two elderly people company for a while, eating some fruits and peanuts, and chatting casually.

The phone was casually placed on the table, and it was constantly making noise.

Actually, starting from midnight on New Year's Eve, all sorts of greetings began to come incessantly.

The messages sent at midnight were mostly from my close female friends. It was like they were rushing to send their blessings, each one eager to be the first to do so, afraid of falling behind. The blessings they sent were also unique, fully reflecting their individual styles, at least not like the generic messages copied from the internet.

Zhang Yang could only respond to these requests as they came to him.

We must not discourage people.

The next day, around wake-up time, a flood of well wishes from the company's management arrived one after another, so numerous that Zhang Yang was overwhelmed and couldn't keep up.

Then came all sorts of greetings, including but not limited to phone calls and well wishes from friends in my social circle.

As for those sending their blessings now, they come from all sorts of people.

This is only New Year's Eve; by tomorrow, the phone calls with New Year's greetings will be nonstop.

"Grandson, you're quite busy!" Grandpa Zhang glanced at Zhang Yang's phone and couldn't help but remark, "Grandpa hasn't even said ten words to you, and your phone has rang at least dozens of times."

"I'm muting it." Zhang Yang smiled and picked up his phone to mute it.

"Hey, hey, don't mute it. We don't have any complaints, we just said it casually... Hmm, is someone looking for you on your phone?" Grandpa Zhang suddenly pointed at it curiously.

Zhang Yang glanced at it; it was a video sent by the sweet-looking Bei Wei.

Early this morning, Bei Wei sent her blessings.

Hmm, it was posted with quite a bit of thought.

She wrote: Wishing my beloved a prosperous and fulfilling new year, with everything to look forward to. Happy New Year, my husband!

Zhang Yang replied: Wishing us all a wonderful new year!

Unexpectedly, the sweet girl sent another video.

Zhang Yang answered the call without hesitation.

In the picture, the sweet girl smiles radiantly, her fair skin shining brightly.

Happy Lunar New Year's Eve, honey!

That shout came out.

Zhang Yang immediately fell silent.

The elderly couple, Mr. and Grandpa Zhang, appeared to be watching TV, but in reality, they were listening intently.

Where is this girl from?

Wow, that voice is so sweet.

Zhang Yang smiled and said a few words to the sweet girl, then looked at the two elderly people who were listening intently, smiled, took his phone and walked over, then sat down between the two elderly people.

"Grandpa, Grandma, this is Xiao Bei."

In an instant, Grandpa Zhang spotted the black-haired girl in the picture.

Wow, not only does her voice sound sweet, but she also looks incredibly sweet.

The elderly couple immediately beamed with joy.

Bei Wei reacted quickly, immediately greeting her grandparents sweetly and gently in the video, and generously introducing herself as Zhang Yang's girlfriend, and finally offering her blessings.

"Wishing Grandpa and Grandma boundless happiness and longevity, and that they are happy and healthy every day."

The couple couldn't stop Bei Wei, their eyes squinting with joy, wishing their grandson would marry the girl right away.

"How wonderful, look at this girl."

"Hmm, she's beautiful, generous, and well-mannered; she's clearly a good girl."

As Zhang Yang was about to walk into the kitchen with his phone in hand, he heard the elderly couple whispering behind him. Well, he heard everything.

Enter the kitchen.

Zhang Zhaohai and his wife both turned their heads in surprise.

"Mom and Dad, Xiao Bei wants to talk to you," Zhang Yang explained with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhaohai and his wife immediately beamed with smiles and stood in front of the camera.

"Hi Xiao Bei... Hmm, thank you, Happy New Year to you too... Oh, same to you, Happy New Year to your parents too, come visit me sometime."

Song Wenqin extended a warm invitation.

"I really want to see my uncle and aunt," Bei Wei said softly in the video. "Zhang Yang has to take me..."

Immediately, the couple's gazes both swept towards Zhang Yang.

"You little Bei Wei." Zhang Yang chuckled, took his phone, walked out of the kitchen, and then out of the villa, standing in the small garden in front of his villa.

"So you know how to tattle now, huh?"

"No, I really want to meet your aunt and uncle." Bei Wei blinked in the video, her eyes brimming with anticipation. "Please take me to meet them, okay, honey?"

She pleaded softly.

"Sure, I'll introduce you to him after the New Year." Zhang Yang nodded without any hesitation.

So what if we meet? It doesn't mean anything.

After spending so much time together, it's no big deal for them to meet each other's parents. Zhang Zhaohai and his wife can prepare a nice gift for the meeting.

"Really!" Bei Wei's eyes lit up with surprise. "I love you... my husband."

This year, sisters Bei Wei and Bei Jiajia went back to Rong City early to celebrate the Chinese New Year. The bookstore in Magic City did not close, but the staff temporarily took over the business. They were on holiday from New Year's Eve until the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Anyway, there's been no one in the office building lately, and no business at all, so naturally we have to keep up with this side.

Zhang Yang and the sweet girl Bei Wei spent a rare half-day together, and after a while, Bei Wei reluctantly hung up the video call.

"Huh... another video has arrived."

Zhang Yang had just put down his phone when another video call came in.

He glanced at the person watching the video, smiled, shook his head, and continued the call.

He was busy in the small garden all morning without stopping.

He didn't know how much time had passed before he put down his phone and noticed a girl staring at him in astonishment not far from the door. He didn't know how long she had been looking at him.

"Happy New Year, are you our neighbor?" Zhang Yang glanced at him and asked casually.

"Uh... hello." The girl hesitated for a moment before stepping forward, her gaze towards Zhang Yang quite complicated. "My mom mentioned you and asked me to come over for a visit."

She pointed in the direction of her home.

Zhang Yang instantly understood. This was the daughter of that still-attractive aunt. This aunt was a former vice president of the boss's company. He had run into her when they moved to a new house last time.

The aunt had mentioned her daughter at the time.

So this is the person standing right in front of me...

"Please come in," Zhang Yang invited with a smile.

As neighbors, we see each other all the time, so he was naturally quite gentle and approachable.

"No thanks." The girl blinked. "Although you're very handsome, do you know how many calls and video calls you just received? It scared me. I'm smart enough not to get involved in this mess..."

"No..." Zhang Yang was taken aback.

Where are these places? He didn't mean it that way.

"I wouldn't even dare to be friends with you, the pressure is too much. A guy like you is just terrifyingly charming." The girl took a deep breath. "To be honest, even though I know you're a jerk, I still couldn't help but feel a little flutter in my heart when you were talking to me just now. This is nothing, never mind."

The girl took a small step back, waving her hand with a wry smile.

"However, it was still a pleasure to meet you."

"Aren't you going to sit down?" Zhang Yang said, amused. "We've only just met, and you're acting like I'm going to eat you up."

"Don't you understand the concept of a moth drawn to a flame?" The girl laughed and walked away. "I'm not stupid. If I know it's impossible, why would I rush in?"

With that, the girl jogged away.

Zhang Yang watched the girl's retreating figure, then shook his head and smiled, finding her rather amusing; she even seemed a bit... enlightened?

His current charm is not just about his looks and temperament; it has even reached the genetic level.

This girl is quite remarkable for being able to resist the primal, genetic urge to find the perfect mate.

Zhang Yang smiled, turned around, and went into his home.

What he didn't know was that at this very moment, in a corner he couldn't see...

The girl who had just been watching his back peeked out, then patted her chest with lingering fear.

"Seriously... why am I pretending? I mustered up the courage to go over there, and if they invited me in, I should have just gone. Now I've just missed a great opportunity... what's with all the fuss!"

She seemed angry with herself, and stomped her foot hard on the spot.

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Lunch on New Year's Eve was just as plentiful.

The family of five gathered together, and even Grandpa Zhang, who rarely does, raised his glass. The family toasted each other, celebrating New Year's Eve and welcoming the upcoming New Year.

"I never would have guessed! I really never would have guessed!"

The old man sipped his wine, smacked his lips, and put down his glass in disbelief.

He really didn't expect that.

The Zhang family, just ordinary people, have unknowingly developed to this point. This is more than just good fortune; it's a blessing earned over eight lifetimes!

Overnight, they became the elite!

He only saw what was in front of him, these tangible things: villas, luxury cars, and the famous cigarettes and liquors that were clearly visible, and the changes in his quality of life that he personally experienced.

However, only Zhang Yang knew that all of this was just a drop in the ocean.

The changes in their family were far greater than their parents and grandparents had imagined; it was truly earth-shattering.

Therefore, today's Lunar New Year's Eve and this year's Spring Festival are truly special days.

This was his first Spring Festival since this dramatic change occurred.

When... it suddenly dawned on me.

"Mom and Dad, and Grandpa and Grandma, thank you for your hard work." He filled his glass with wine and solemnly toasted his parents and grandparents.

"Son, you've worked hard." Zhang Zhaohai took a deep breath and looked at Zhang Yang with a complicated expression. "Dad won't say much more. Anyway, I just want to say one thing: I hope our whole family, from this moment to the next, month to month, year to year, will always be healthy and happy. That's all. Come on, son, let's drink!"

"Let's do it!" Zhang Yang laughed.

The glasses clinked, and the table was filled with laughter and cheerful conversation.

Happy New Year.