No. 183 Red Envelope



"Happy?"

In a remote room, a sweaty man is drinking water with his head tilted back. His perfect mandible is as difficult to replicate as an exquisite mold.

Hearing the cold questioning, he lowered his head and twisted the bottle cap without saying a word.

President Sheng's expression was gloomy. "I don't care how you and Chen Yun met in the past. From this moment on, you are not allowed to get close to her. Do you understand?"

"I let you make this scene so that you can stop worrying. No one will know it's you tonight. Once you get out of this room, put away your delusional thoughts!"

A few days ago, he was going to have a live broadcast with Tiantian. His artists were of what level that he needed to have a live broadcast with others. If someone hadn't informed him in time, he would have done it anyway.

Yu Jiang stared at the pure mineral water without any impurities, without refutation or response.

President Sheng got angry when he saw his indifferent look. "Only if the company supports you can you reach the top and be welcomed. If they don't, you will fall into the mud and no one will care about you."

"Do you think you've become more capable? Ever since you entered this industry, you should have known that it's impossible to do whatever you want in your life!"

"Think about your fans. They didn't spend money to see you fall in love. Even if you can pay the penalty, they will probably be skinned alive. You are a smart person and you should know the right choice."

"You are still young, and your fans are young too. Once you have transformed, you will be free."

President Sheng used both kindness and force to talk to Yu Jiang. Yu Jiang had always been obedient and able to endure hardships. It was rare for him to be stubborn. He was not unreasonable, so he backed down and brought the person over.

Yu Jiang lowered his eyes, his face gradually paling. He should know that with his current status, if he really got involved with Shen Yun, he would undoubtedly drag her into a huge whirlpool.

All he can do is fulfill his promise.

Gray Wolf only coaxes her.

"I see."

He knew when to advance and when to retreat, but he wasn't completely stubborn. President Sheng patted him on the shoulder earnestly, "I heard Director Qian is working on an original script recently. With so many IPs being adapted for the screen these days, I've become aesthetically fatigued. I'll help you secure an opportunity. As for the final selection, it depends on your performance."

As an artist, you join a crew for three to five months, and when you come out you don’t know whether you are good or not, but at least you have cooled down your thoughts.

Yu Jiang nodded, his tone lacking any emotion. "Thank you, boss. I'll try my best."

Only then did Mr. Sheng leave with satisfaction.

The annual meeting is always lively.

Chen Yun was bored, holding his phone, staring at the profile picture as if he wanted to stare a hole in it. How about sending a message to show some concern?

No, he said he was busy.

This is so annoying. When did sending a message become so awkward?

Shen Yun's hesitant heart made up his mind, and his fingers quickly tapped a few times on the on-screen keyboard.

:Sister, I miss you, what are you doing?

: When will you be home?

: My brother is busy, and you are busy too. What are you both busy with? ???

After sending a few messages, Chen Yun felt relieved. This was the right thing to do. She should never be awkward when doing things. She should just go ahead and do it.

"Miss Shen, please forgive me for the poor hospitality."

Shenyun, who was immersed in his emotions, was brought back to his senses by the voice. He looked up subconsciously and saw a familiar face of the boss, who looked approachable.

With the person standing in front of her, she had to stand up and say politely, "Boss Sheng, you're so polite. It's my honor to have you here."

So, what exactly is the purpose of asking her to come here? Can you be more straightforward? It's tiring to keep guessing.

Mr. Sheng couldn't help but understand her hidden meaning, and immediately smiled casually, "I have something I must give you."

Something? Must give it to her?

Chen Yun opened his eyes without responding, and witnessed him taking out a red envelope!

"Boss Sheng...what do you mean?"

Not only was Shen Yun shocked, but Fu An who was watching also looked surprised.

The comments on the barrage are even more quick-witted.

[The red envelopes are a little thick, I don’t envy them at all.]

[It’s bigger than the red envelope I received during Chinese New Year]

[What does that mean? I'm confused.]

"Although it may be a bit presumptuous, it is said that Miss Chen is a person of great fortune and wisdom. I want to take advantage of the annual meeting to take advantage of her. Miss Chen won't mind, right?" President Sheng said it seriously, thinking in his heart that if he invited someone over, he had to have a reason.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, it is an explanation to the public. Otherwise, if artists from other companies are invited to an annual meeting, everyone will have some opinions.

How could she not know that her destiny was strong? She actually acknowledged that her fate was difficult. No matter what his intention was in inviting her here, she couldn't refuse.

Chen Yun half-reluctantly accepted the red envelope under President Sheng's enthusiasm.

[Are all you bosses so superstitious? How about you calculate my horoscope? Maybe I'm super lucky too!]

[Don’t mention it, don’t mention it, our boss likes girls with round, chubby faces, and those born in the Year of the Pig, who love to smile…]

[Be clear-headed and don't be misled! There are so many people with strong horoscopes in the world, why is it Chen Yun? There must be some unknown secret behind this! ! !]

“Miss Shen, please feel free. I have something else to do beforehand.”

"Okay, you're busy."

After Mr. Sheng left, Chen Yun squeezed the red envelope and smiled at the confused Fu An, "There's nothing I can do. I'm a good person, so all the red envelopes are coming my way!"

Fu An: ...

By chance a message came on the phone.

Chen Yun held the red envelope in one hand and unlocked the screen with the other.

Chen Xi: I’ll be home in about a week, not sure.

Chen Yun couldn’t tell whether he was more disappointed or less disappointed.

The next second, another message popped up.

Chen Xi: Isn’t my brother in the hospital?

Chen Xi: I heard from mom that my brother was very ill this time, but he is stable now.

Shen Yun stared closely at the word "hospitalization", holding his breath to understand the meaning of this sentence.

Zhou Wang is sick and hospitalized?

Was I lying to her these days when I replied to her messages saying I was busy? I didn't want her to know at all.

Shen Yun turned around and left without saying a word.

Fu An was stunned for a moment before following closely and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

The man was just showing off to him with the red envelope, but in the blink of an eye his expression changed, and he couldn't help but suspect what had happened.

Hearing Fu An's voice, Chen Yun didn't turn around and said as he walked, "I have something to do and I'll go back first. Don't worry about me and play for a while."

She couldn't stay still for a second.

Fu An was worried about her being alone, so he just told her that he would take her wherever she wanted to go.

Shen Yun did not refuse his kindness. After the two got in the car, when the driver asked her the destination, she realized that she did not know which hospital Zhou Wang was in.

When asked about this, Chen Xi said she didn't know either.

Shen Yun had no choice but to call Mrs. Shen and ask for the specific location before setting off.

Fu An listened for a while and figured out the reason. The man who came to pick up Chen Yun last time, her brother, was sick in the hospital.

He tilted his head to look at Shen Yun, who had a bad expression on her face. Since they met, he had hardly seen her with this expression.

Along the way, Fu An tried to comfort her, but found that she was listless and didn't want to talk at all, so he gave up the idea.

Sometimes, people don't need verbal comfort, and insisting on one's own way will only backfire.

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