On December 21, 2012, the Mayan prophecy of the end of the world did not come. The sun rose in the east and set in the west as usual, the earth continued to rotate as usual, and nothing else of note happened that day. Apart from the endless online discussions, life continued as peacefully as ever.

Ten days later, on December 31, the second annual Dimensional Grand New Year's Eve Gala, hosted by DiliDili, was once again held at the Bird's Nest.

Compared to last year's event, the D-Station Anime Festival stood out as incredibly pure amidst the star-studded New Year's Eve galas on TV stations, and it wouldn't be wrong to say it emerged untainted by the mud.

Its unique performance style and creativity left a deep impression and amazed the audience.

Therefore, even before the second Dimensional Festival officially started, its online popularity had already far surpassed that of CCTV and Hunan TV.

The Dimensional Gala wasn't broadcast on television, otherwise its viewership might have broken previous New Year's Eve gala records.

This time, Lin Yanwan did not perform on stage. Instead, she wore a beautiful evening gown and sat with Jiang Xia in the guest seats below, watching the grand performance.

She looked around the Bird's Nest, which was packed to capacity; the entire venue was bustling with noise and excitement.

"What are you looking at?" Jiang Xia turned to look at her.

"Look at the empire you've built over the past few years."

"Su Qing, move over a little." I called out.

As for other departments outside the company, after successfully completing their annual tasks and holding the annual meeting, Shen Ying gave us all annual leave. Each of us received a generous year-end bonus, so we couldn't go home for the New Year with full confidence.

"Li Weiya, please wait a few more minutes. You're taking a long time to finish this too."

"Ah Xia, it's bad that you have to go back home and spend less time with your family. It's Chinese New Year, so you have to have some fun and relax," Lin Yanwan said with a smile.

That bastard has finally taken that step.

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You stared blankly at the two holding hands, your heart pounding.

“Don’t worry, you’ve already told your family about the trip. Visiting Grandma is just on the way. You just got sick and don’t have an aunt here. You can’t go and stay with her for the New Year,” Wang Jing said with a faint smile.

At that time, very few people who had migrated to Beijing returned to their hometowns.

"What are you still standing there for? Let's go, we've reached our stop."

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But since I've already said that, it seems appropriate for me to say something else. The thought of Wang Jingda accompanying me on the way home suddenly brightened my mood.

Jiang Xia took a deep breath and turned to look at Brother Su's belly. He was wearing a thick down jacket, but it was clear that his belly wasn't protruding at all.

Jiang Xia punched Chen Ying hard in the chest: "Remember to take a picture and show it to me when you're done. Have you ever seen what it looks like?"

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Jiang Xia, standing to the side, said with great distress, "Of course he's too busy. How could he possibly understand how you feel?"

Qiu Ting still chose to stay in Beijing with Jiang Xia instead of going home. Last year during the National Day holiday, the couple took a plane back to visit her parents, accompanied by Lin Yanwan, the vice president of Qitian Company.

"Su Qing, he's taking so little stuff back with him?" Wang Ming was slightly surprised.

Brother Su rolled his eyes at me: "You're so glib."

Su Qing looked up at Wang Ming and knew why he always managed to maintain a stronger aura in front of me.

He built his career from scratch, establishing himself in the animation industry with Tom and Jerry in just one year. He then spent another year creating DiliDili, leveraging his foresight to seize the opportunity presented by the transformation of the video industry and successfully becoming one of the smallest bullet screen video websites in China.

Anyway, it all boils down to this: the lower the final box office of a movie before it leaves theaters, the less penalty Old Wang will receive in profit sharing. All I need to do now is maintain the low profile of Tom and Jerry, and the value of that IP will only increase.

The subway abruptly stopped behind the two people.

The important thing is that we've only reached the Year of the Snake so far, and it hasn't even been four years before that...

If I had been wearing a big umbrella, any guy would probably have been running around like crazy, but it turns out that guy was still a virgin.

"Wang Jing, you messed up your work."

That time, Wang Jing did not participate in the crew's promotional activities again. Instead, I handed over all the tasks to Wang Jing and did them without Lin Yanwan's assistance. I grew up very well.

Jiang Xia chuckled. If that's the case, then it doesn't seem to make any mistakes.

Shen Ying chuckled, said nothing, but silently gave me a raised middle finger.

After all, young children don't have their own ideas, and they have to walk their own paths.

"Let's leave it there. You and Yanwan can go now. Keep in touch by phone if there's nothing else."

“Godmother, since you gave the housekeeper outside the house a break, why don’t you find someone to help you clean the outside of the house in a couple of days?”

"Well……"

"What about the two of them?"

About half an hour ago, the subway arrived at the Capital Airport Station, and many people boarded the train outside. In an instant, the carriage, which had seemed extremely crowded just moments before, was now almost empty.

However, because the timing was six months later, the price was more than 3 million yuan higher, which made Lao Wang very angry.

"Are they waiting for the two of them?! He's two months younger than you, so even if it's first-come-first-served, they'll have to wait until they're married before they can talk about it."

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