I was lying in bed after taking a shower, scrolling through some mindless videos, when suddenly a red envelope notification popped up.
Song Shi'an reacted quickly, clicking the button and grabbing 0.01 yuan immediately.
Who invented this "lucky draw red envelope" game? Come out and let's have a showdown!!
Chi Xun sent several "thank you boss" emojis in a row. "Hahaha, thank you Old Jiang for the 188 yuan red envelope!"
Seeing that everyone was celebrating the New Year, Song Shi'an also sent out four lucky red envelopes as a token of his appreciation.
Undeterred, he grabbed it again and happily won two dollars and eighty-three cents.
He stared at that number for a long time, while Jiang Ye and Chi Xun kept sending "Thank you, boss" emojis, filling the entire screen.
Exhausted, Song Shi'an was about to leave the WeChat group when he received a transfer of 50,000 yuan from Pei Zhiyan, with a note that read, "Happy New Year, watched the movie, it was great."
Song Shi'an was tempted by the 50,000 yuan, but he couldn't repay it. Money talks, and just as he was about to return the transfer, two more messages popped up on his screen.
Pei Zhiyan then transferred another 50,000 to Jiang Ye and Chi Xun respectively.
The two men immediately stopped, and started kowtowing even more intensely, filling the screen with "godfather."
Song Shi'an calmly accepted the payment, hahaha, he made 50,000 for free!
Chi Xun posted a long message in the group. "I just finished watching it too, it's bound to be a huge hit! Amazing! When I told my parents that Qu Lingzhou is my roommate, they said I was talking nonsense, but I really want to know who Qu Lingzhou is, can you sneak a peek?"
Jiang Ye followed closely. "I was having a family reunion dinner at home today and didn't have time to come, but I'll support you in a couple of days, I'll treat you to everything!"
Song Shi'an said he didn't know either. The script only gave him his appearance from beginning to end, and he hadn't even met the screenwriter. He also wanted to know who Qu Lingzhou was.
The holiday flew by, and he felt a little melancholy as he boarded the high-speed train. How could the holiday have gone by so quickly? It didn't even seem to go by this fast when he was in school...
He took out his phone and checked; in just ten days, the box office had already surpassed 5 billion.
Many people watch it two, three, or even four times, scrutinizing every detail, analyzing every single shot of Qu Lingzhou frame by frame.
With just one movie, Song Shi'an's Weibo followers skyrocketed to 30 million.
He opened the background app, and all the messages popped up at once, causing his phone to freeze for several seconds.
I clicked on the recommendations and scrolled through them a couple of times. I saw someone speculating whether " The Number One Winner Is Getting a Second Movie" was going to get a sequel, and the comments were all in agreement.
He felt that since the first film was so well-received, there should be a sequel, but judging from the director's attitude and the script's preparation period, it wouldn't be released for at least the next few years.
I put my phone away, leaned back, and slept all the way to my destination.
As soon as I exited the station, I saw Xiao Zhang waving enthusiastically in a suit, his white gloves making him stand out.
That kind of presence could be used to play the butler who says, "It's been so long since I've seen the young master smile."
Seeing that people in the crowd kept turning around to look at him, Song Shi'an quickened his pace and pulled Xiao Zhang to the car.
He breathed a sigh of relief as soon as he got in the car, " Xiao Zhang, did you just start your part-time job?"
Xiao Zhang was a little confused. "What kind of part-time job?"
Song Shi'an quietly leaned closer. "Are you working part-time as a butler or driver for the young master of some wealthy family?"
Xiao Zhang was stunned. Holy crap, his brother could even tell that!
He gripped the steering wheel nervously. "Brother, what are you talking about? How could I be working a side job behind your back?"
Seeing his expression, Song Shi'an expressed his understanding; it's normal to find something to do when you don't have a job.
After all that commotion, he suddenly remembered something, took out his phone, opened WeChat, and found the snack group that had been set to "Do Not Disturb".
The moment I opened it, I was bombarded with messages—a screen full of roaring dragon emojis, which had been roaring since the first day of the Lunar New Year.
My apologies, I had so much fun during the New Year that I forgot about them.
He tentatively sent a "I'm back" emoji.
Looking in the rearview mirror, Xiao Zhang noticed that his brother was silent and gripping the steering wheel tightly.
Oh no, is his brother angry? Why is he frowning?
Song Shi'an noticed that the group chat had suddenly become very active.
"Boss, did you have a great time during the New Year? Even the street vendors are driving Ferrari now..."
"I've been at work for days and you're only just getting back. Only you know how much fun you've had!"
"See, you're acting impulsively again. I originally wanted to buy several thousand portions of braised food, but you weren't open for business."
"I originally wanted tens of thousands of servings, but you missed out because you weren't open for business."
Looking at everyone's accusations, Song Shi'an guiltily touched his nose.
He hesitated for a moment before typing. "I'm going back to my hometown for the Chinese New Year. I'll work on some new dishes and upload them for you guys later!"
The group chat instantly erupted in excitement, with only Zhu Tao and Wenwen remaining silent.
Since they found out that the owner was Song Shi'an, they stopped pressuring him. As long as he was still around, they were happy to eat there occasionally. They kept their mouths shut, not daring to tell anyone, for fear that he would close down.
After dropping Song Shi'an off at the villa, Xiao Zhang drove away, looking preoccupied.
Song Shi'an returned to the villa, pushed his suitcase into a corner, and felt his butt was completely sore from sitting in the car for most of the day.
He flopped onto the sofa and suddenly smelled a faint fragrance. This smell was off; it was like freshly applied cleaning detergent mixed with a very faint floral scent. The company was so conscientious that they even sent someone to clean the house.
He sat up, ran upstairs and looked around. Wow, there were so many more things!
The clothes in the closet have been replaced; they no longer have brand logos, but the fabric quality feels no worse than before.
There's a whole drawer full of watches and jewelry; they all look expensive. Where did the previous batch go? Is this some kind of extravagance...?
He opened his phone and searched for the price of one of the watches. When he saw the price, he almost threw his phone away.
Serenoir, that name sounds so familiar. Have I heard it somewhere before? Suddenly, I feel like my bank account balance is becoming less and less compatible with this villa.
I picked out a soft nightgown and went to take a shower. After showering, I planned to cook something delicious to treat myself.
As soon as he went downstairs, he saw Ji Shuyao sitting on the sofa, which startled him. Why did Brother Yao always appear so unexpectedly?
" Brother Yao, what brings you here?" Song Shi'an patted his chest.
Ji Shuyao put his legs down. "Of course I need to talk to you."
Song Shi'an didn't respond, but went straight into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and looked for ingredients. "Have you eaten dinner? I'll make you something too."
Ji Shuyao stood up and walked to his side. "The movie's popularity has soared this time, and the company wants to take advantage of this to attend more events and solidify the momentum. Several big-budget male lead scripts have been submitted, and the team is thinking of accepting at least one."