Chapter 551 Damn, you actually neglected me
It was three o'clock in the morning and everything was quiet.
The room was pitch black, without a trace of light.
Uncle Zhao, the housekeeper, lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
The young lady's devilish whisper seemed to still echo in his ears: "Uncle Zhao, you don't want yourself to be known...?"
In desperation, he had to prepare to complete the task assigned by the lady in the dead of night.
Join Boss Su’s fan club and take the oath in the group.
The bright light from the mobile phone screen illuminated the wrinkles on the face of the housekeeper, Uncle Zhao.
He glanced at the group oath on his phone screen again and muttered to himself, "Miss, you've really learned bad habits!"
The reason for choosing this time was that the housekeeper Uncle Zhao thought that everyone must be asleep at this time. If he sent a voice message in the group, it would not attract too much attention and he would not be too embarrassed.
Butler Uncle Zhao took a deep breath and clicked on the link that He Niannian shared with the young lady.
The next second, the phone screen jumped and he successfully entered the group chat interface.
A reminder message that he had joined the group chat immediately popped up on the chat interface.
Uncle Zhao, the housekeeper, waited for three or four minutes. Seeing that no one spoke in the group, he couldn't help but feel secretly proud, thinking that his move was really clever.
After all, I'm already in my fifties, and reading out this kind of Chuunibyou oath in a group chat, something about swearing to follow till death and never backing down, is like a public execution.
"I swear, from this moment on, I will never keep Boss Su to myself..."
Uncle Zhao, the housekeeper, lowered his voice and read the oath in one breath. Then he released his fingers and the voice message was sent out.
One second.
Two seconds.
Until half a minute later, the group was still quiet, without any movement.
Uncle Zhao, the housekeeper, breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that everything should be fine now, and was about to lock his phone and go back to sleep.
However, at this moment, messages suddenly appeared on the screen one after another.
"Damn, who would send a voice message in the middle of the night?"
"Is there any news about Boss Su?"
"You must be half asleep. Boss Su said today, oh no, didn't he just say yesterday that we're closed this week?"
"Didn't you agree not to send messages in the group at midnight?"
"Oh, there are new people in the group?"
The group instantly became lively, with various messages flashing continuously.
Uncle Zhao, the housekeeper, was stunned as he looked at the screen.
No, it’s the middle of the night, why aren’t you sleeping?
Is this a group of foodies or night owls?
I'm not being set up, am I?
"Don't you guys sleep?"
Uncle Zhao, the housekeeper, felt so embarrassed that he could dig out a three-bedroom apartment with his toes, and his hands were shaking even as he typed.
"Of course I was sleeping. I was woken up by the message you sent me."
"You want to say the oath secretly in the middle of the night when no one is paying attention, right? You're a bit naive as a newbie."
"It's so funny, just ask who in the group dares not turn on the message reminder in the middle of the night."
"Boss Su has a history of setting up a stall in the early morning."
Everyone in the group was talking to each other and having a great time.
Because Su Chen's stall location is irregular and his time is erratic, many old customers in the fan club not only set the group chat to be pinned, but also resolutely refuse to turn on the do not disturb mode, for fear of missing any message in the group and thus missing the stall time.
Looking at the messy yet informative replies in the group, housekeeper Uncle Zhao finally understood the reason.
It seems that no matter when you take the oath, you can't escape it.
Then what’s the point of staying up until three o’clock?
Oh, it’s all my fault for having such a bad mouth.
…
Friday, 8am.
Su Chen slept happily until he woke up naturally.
When I got up and washed up, I always felt like I had forgotten something important, and there was a vague idea spinning in my mind.
It was not until he went into the toilet and cleared his intestines that he suddenly remembered that his business task reward for this week seemed to have not arrived yet.
"System, where's my reward? Did you forget?"
Su Chen asked.
"Congratulations to the host for completing this week's business mission."
Seeing this prompt, Su Chen suddenly said: "Wait, don't proceed to the next step yet, I'm going to wash my hands to get rid of the bad luck!"
After saying that, he turned on the faucet, immersed his hands in the water, and washed them carefully.
He really didn't want to draw any more skill-type rewards from the roulette this week.
It’s not that the skill rewards are bad, after all, those skills are really good.
But always drawing similar things is like eating the same delicacy every day. After a long time, it is inevitable that it will feel boring.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining a private jet."
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Private jet?!
This... is a plane! The reward is really big!
Su Chen looked at the private jet in the system backpack, his thoughts flying.
He has the plane, but not to mention the full crew from the pilot to the flight attendants, he doesn't even have a tarmac.
So how do you take it out?
It seems that you have to report your route every time you go out...
Su Chen touched his head and felt that Tongzi was a bit neglectful this time.
Damn, they’ve given me a private jet as a gift, do I still need to worry about how to fly it?
Alas, I still don’t care!
After all, he is no longer the same person he used to be.
When it comes to rewards, you can be picky.
Sure enough, when wealth reaches a certain level, it becomes just a bunch of cold numbers.
I don't feel much about anything.
…
(End of this chapter)
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