Wang Xiaoliang drove to Yunding Pavilion, found a parking space facing the main entrance, and sent Wei Zijin a WeChat message.
"I'm here, in the parking lot."
Wei Zijin replied instantly, "Okay! Give me a moment, honey!"
Wang Xiaoliang leaned back in his seat, inexplicably irritated, and opened his phone to watch some short videos to pass the time.
He had only swiped twice when a familiar smiling face popped up.
It was one of Wei Zijin's old videos.
Out of habit, he tapped into her profile.
One glance was all it took for Wang Xiaoliang to freeze.
Follower count: 1.137 million.
She'd passed a million?!
Wang Xiaoliang's fingers felt a little numb. He scrolled down and found that the likes and comments on all her previous videos had shot up like rockets. Even her earliest videos, which hardly anyone had watched, had gained quite a few likes.
He opened the comments on her latest video.
The top comment read, "She's beautiful, kind, and so good at her job. Love her!"
A long thread of replies followed, all echoing the same sentiment.
"Exactly! That woman named Xie Hui must be Little Wei's apprentice, right? She's pretty good too, though. She dared to expose society's dark side!"
"The person above is right. Xie Hui works hard too, but she's clearly still at an apprentice's level. She can't compare to Ms. Wei."
"An apprentice? Seems to me the apprentice has bigger ambitions than the master?"
"Whatever the case, Little Wei's team deserves admiration. A thumbs-up for them."
With her followers surging and the whole internet praising her, of course the TV Station would hold a celebration banquet.
Wang Xiaoliang hadn't watched any short videos since yesterday because of Wei Zijin's failure. Her follower count must have started skyrocketing yesterday.
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