Thinking that she is rich now and has been appreciated by wealthy readers, who have given her so many gifts, her income next month will dazzle her.
Mu Qing generously said to Ye Junbo, "Brother Junbo, I've decided to give you a reward. When I receive the large sum of money from readers next month, I'll give you the bonus and buy you clothes, a bed, some delicious food, and rent a bigger apartment. We can each have a room, and even if we don't play husband and wife anymore, we can still be roommates."
Ye Junbo's eyes were deep. Mu Qing was already used to his unfathomable nature. He said, "Okay, I'll wait for you to give me a bonus and buy me some clothes."
Not pretending to be a couple?
Did she think that after she married him, she could leave him?
Dream on!
Of course, Ye Junbo would not say such words.
That night, Mu Qing was smiling in her dreams.
No, she thought she was dreaming, that's why so many wealthy readers gave her rewards.
The first thing she did when she woke up the next day was to open the website and click on her own post. She saw that the numbers on the gift list had increased compared to last night. Fortunately, it was no longer a surge, so the impact on her was not that great.
Bite your finger.
It will hurt.
"It turns out that I wasn't dreaming, I really got rich!"
All of a sudden, her articles dominated the gift charts on the website.
Ye Junbo prepared breakfast.
Seeing Mu Qing coming out, he took off his apron and greeted her: "Wife, breakfast is ready, all your favorites."
"Brother Junbo, don't call me your wife. My parents are not here now, so we don't have to act anymore."
Mu Qing walked over and took a look at the breakfast he made. It was diverse and all of her favorites.
After just going home with her to meet her parents once, Junbo knew her preferences.
Well, he's a thoughtful and considerate man.
She picked up a shrimp dumpling with her chopsticks and ate it.
“Is the shrimp fresh?”
Mu Qing opened a coffee shop, which is related to food. You can tell the freshness of the shrimp meat by tasting it.
"Well, I bought some fresh shrimp from the market this morning."
"Brother Junbo, you got up early?"
Thinking about how she had asked him to be the director last night and still sleep on the floor, Mu Qing said apologetically: "Brother Junbo, I will buy you a bed today."
She can borrow some money from her brother first and then pay him back next month. Anyway, she has made a fortune!
After receiving the reward money, she could even pay off her debts.
"I sleep until I wake up naturally. If you're short on cash, don't worry. It's hot now, so sleeping on the floor is cool."
Mu Qing hummed, "It's quite cool."
However, you still need to buy a bed.
After the young couple had breakfast, Mu Qing was not in a hurry to open the shop. Her cafe usually opened at nine in the morning.
Ye Junbo had an important meeting to attend in the morning. It was a meeting he had asked his secretary to postpone yesterday in order to get his marriage certificate with Mu Qing, and it could not be postponed again today.
Even though he was reluctant, he still went out to work under Mu Qing's gaze.
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Fengchen Group is the largest group in City A, involved in many industries. In short, Fengchen Group is involved in any industry that can make money. Some industries will lose money at the beginning, but they will gradually turn the loss into profit.
This is the head of Fengchen Group, and he is a good leader.
The eighty-eight-story office building stands like a pearl in the bustling commercial center of City A.
Ye Junbo, the eldest son of the Jun family and the head of Fengchen Group, shocked everyone when he appeared at the company gate on a bicycle.
Ye Junbo was in a good mood, with a smile on his face, and he seemed to be humming a little tune. Ignoring everyone's surprised looks, he rode his bicycle into the company.
"Is that a nightclub?"
"Am I dazzled?"
"Holy crap! A nightclub rides a bicycle to work? Is the traffic congestion in City A this serious?"
There are often traffic jams during rush hour.
When there is a traffic jam, people riding bicycles and licensed electric vehicles become the envy of car owners.
No matter you drive a million-dollar luxury car or a tens-million-dollar luxury car, when you are stuck in traffic, it is no better than a bicycle!
"I've decided. I'll ride my bike to work tomorrow too. It'll give me some exercise and help me lose some weight."
"I don't have a bicycle."
"purchase!"
"purchase!"
Nightclub workers all ride bicycles to work.
Ye Junbo didn't know that pretending to be poor in front of Mu Qing and riding a bicycle to work would spark a bicycle craze among the employees of Fengchen Group.
Back in his office, Ye Junbo put on a serious and indifferent face.
Zhou Han knocked on the door and came in.
He is Ye Junbo's chief special assistant and also his friend.
"Married people are just different."
Zhou Han came over with the document, placed it in front of Ye Junbo, and teased him, "Boss Ye, what's it like to be in love with a writer?"
Ye Junbo picked up the document and looked at it, then replied calmly, "It's better to try it yourself than to ask others."
Zhou Han smiled and said, "I don't know any writers. How about you ask the president's wife to introduce one to me?"
"Fengchen has a subsidiary company that's involved in online literature. Go find the person in charge there and ask him to introduce you to a young writer. He'll be happy to serve you."
The head of the subsidiary came to the headquarters and met Zhou Han, the president's special assistant, and tried his best to curry favor with him.
However, Zhou Han was loyal to Ye Junbo and was impartial in his official duties, so no one could bribe him.
Zhou Han laughed heartily, "Forget it. I'm a rough man, so I won't bother cultured people."
"By the way, why did you get married all of a sudden? And you don't even allow us to spread the news. Is this a secret marriage?"
Thinking about how many rich girls were openly pursuing Ye Junbo or secretly in love with him, Zhou Han could understand why Ye Junbo was secretly married.
He was probably afraid that those difficult women would disturb his wife, a writer.
"Your tongue is really long today."
After Ye Junbo finished reading the document, he signed it, stamped it, and handed it to Zhou Han. "Get out of here. I have a meeting."
Zhou Han took the document and looked at it. After confirming that there was no problem, he smiled and said, "You really protect your little wife so tightly that you won't even let me ask about it. You want a meeting, so don't I have to have a meeting too? You make me sound like I have a lot of free time."
As Ye Junbo's chief special assistant, he is as busy as Ye Junbo.
Others envied him for having Ye Junbo's trust and for being able to get such a high salary. His annual income was higher than that of some CEOs of medium-sized enterprises. However, they did not know that all this was earned through his sweat and hard work, and he worked like a slave for Ye Junbo all day long.
Zhou Han is one year younger than Ye Junbo. When he just graduated, he was lured into Fengchen Group by this senior. Then he upgraded and fought monsters all the way until he got the position of chief special assistant, which was second only to Ye Junbo.
Look, I'm as busy as a donkey pulling a millstone. At the age of 28, I'm still a bachelor and I'm watching my boss walk into the grave of love - marriage.
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