Chapter 58 I'm lucky
Fu Yanle gently opened his eyes and saw that one layer of the curtains had been lifted, leaving only a thin layer of cloth to block out the light, while the gentle sunlight spread from the foot of the window to the bedside.
"woke up?"
Fu Yanle turned around; Yu Jingchen was sitting next to him looking at his laptop. He moved closer, nuzzled his head against Yu Jingchen's arm, and said lazily, "Starting work so early?"
"It's getting late." Yu Jingchen placed his wristwatch in front of him. "It's almost ten o'clock."
Fu Yanle leaned closer for a closer look and said, "Didn't I set my alarm for eight o'clock? This lousy alarm clock is making me lazy!"
"The alarm clock woke you up, and I saw you groaning and turning over, then you went back to sleep, so I turned it off." Yu Jingchen picked up his phone and sent a message: "You don't have any plans today, so it's okay for you to sleep a little longer."
"But didn't you used to say that sleeping in would delay breakfast, so you shouldn't sleep in?" Fu Yanle propped himself up on his arm and leaned on Yu Jingchen's shoulder, his tone cheeky. "You did that to me last night, and now you're being lenient with me?"
Yu Jingchen paused for a moment and then said, "What did I do to you last night?"
"What do you think?" Fu Yanle turned his head and gave Yu Jingchen a light kiss on the cheek. "Of course, it's to devour all my children and grandchildren alive."
Yu Jingchen tilted his head slightly, looking at him without speaking. His eyes were somewhat complicated, like a colorful pie chart, containing not only his fondness for and tolerance of the little flirtation, but also a more intriguing meaning.
Fu Yanle let out a puzzled "Huh?" and couldn't help but reach out and poke his cheek. "Why aren't you saying anything?"
“…Lele.” Yu Jingchen sighed, “Don’t blame me.”
"What?" Fu Yanle was completely bewildered, muttering "little idiot" under his breath. He turned to get out of bed, but in that instant, his gaze was met with the incredibly high-definition screen of the laptop in Yu Jingchen's hand—
Yu Jingchen turned off Bluetooth.
The next second, Xu Shuo on the screen smiled and waved his hands energetically, saying, "Good morning, Young Master Fu."
He then turned the camera to the butler, who was sitting on the sofa reading a book, and gave the same smile to the camera, saying, "Good morning, Young Master Fu."
"...Ah!" Fu Yanle thrashed about like a salted fish, kneeling on the bed. His petrified head plunged into the bed, and the small bellows in his throat twitched again, producing a mournful wail in an incomprehensible language, extremely poignant and vivid.
Yu Jingchen connected via Bluetooth and said with a suppressed laugh, "Alright, you're the kind of person who's given an open-air concert for a thousand people."
Can these be the same?
Fu Yanle slowly collapsed, his arms hanging limply at his sides, his face turned to the side on the bed, like a broken little fish that had lost its soul after being humiliated.
Just then, the doorbell rang. Yu Jingchen reached out and squeezed Fu Yanle's ankle, saying, "Your breakfast has arrived."
Fu Yanle immediately stood up like a toad, "I'm off!"
They were staying in a suite with a living room, dining room, and small balcony, but Fu Yanle still brought takeout into the bedroom and, quite inconsiderately, moved the small round table to the carpet next to the bed, sat cross-legged, and enjoyed his belated breakfast an arm's length away from Yu Jingchen.
As Yu Jingchen listened to Xu Shuo speak, his peripheral vision fell on Fu Yanle's muttering mouth, and he reasonably guessed that he was being thoroughly questioned by Master Fu.
Fu Yanle laid out the lunch boxes.
Pork rib congee, soup dumplings, beef rolls, and a side dish of pickled cowpeas—all his favorite dishes. Fu Yanle inhaled the aroma with satisfaction, poked Yu Jingchen's leg through the blanket, and pointed to the breakfast on the table.
Yu Jingchen shook his head, indicating that he would not eat.
Okay! Fu Yanle rubbed the chopsticks together, then took out his phone, ready to multitask.
Actually, whether at the Lu family or the Yu family, Fu Yanle generally wouldn't use his phone while eating; this was a rule he'd followed since childhood. However, after spending time together, he discovered that Yu Jingchen's discipline and requirements for him were limited to physical health, such as eating on time, wearing more clothes, and eating less unhealthy snacks... As for other aspects, Yu Jingchen was completely permissive towards him.
The ribs were deboned, the meat was stewed until tender and soft, the aroma of rice and meat blended together, and there was a hint of scallion in the center. The saltiness was slight, and it melted in your mouth. Fu Yanle exaggeratedly tilted his head back and exhaled, unaware that Yu Jingchen had secretly taken a picture of him, titled "Fu Yanle's Head-Up-the-Sky Picture".
Yu Jingchen lowered his head and moved the photos into his private album, while Xu Shuo's emotionless work report played in his earphones.
Fu Yanle originally intended to open a certain management and decoration game, but then suddenly remembered the trending topic from last night. Feeling refreshed early, he quickly headed to the online battlefield, ready for a morning battle of the few against the many.
However, when Fu Yanle checked the trending topics list, he found that his own trending topics had dropped to the middle. Clicking in, he saw that the top comments were no longer from haters, but rather old photos of him, including childhood pictures and photos of him attending parties. Fans had even meticulously circled items in the photos that seemed worth studying, and labeled their brands and prices in the comments.
Fu Yanle clicked on the photos one by one and discovered that he had taken them all without his knowledge. The party photos were no longer a concern, but where did Yu Jingchen get these childhood photos?
After eating a soup dumpling to calm his nerves, Fu Yanle quickly scrolled through all the new posts in the various comment sections and noticed a frequently used term: "Qingbai Legend".
What does this mean? Why are we talking about the Green Snake and the White Snake?
Fu Yanle clicked on the link in confusion, and immediately exclaimed: Good heavens! Two hundred million views, what kind of up-to-date good thing is this?
Even the "Shit Pot" (a derogatory term for a user) disdains Huacha: [Here's a summary for everyone: The academic fraud incident was orchestrated by Huacha. Those who followed the trending topics early on know that it appeared in the middle of the night, quickly rose to the top, and stayed there all night. Ordinary entertainment trending topics can't achieve this effect; there must have been a lot of paid trolls and professional haters behind it. Huacha's fans were the most involved at the time; those who followed the trending topics should know this. As for who was behind the paid trolls? After careful comparison, the most aggressive group of trolls looked very familiar. That's right, they were the main force behind the Mingzhuo incident.]
Mingzhuo? I don't know him. Fu Yanle took a bite of his rolled pancake, watching with great interest.
Even shit buckets disdain flower tea: [The hashtag #SolidEvidenceMingzhuoHasASexWithFemaleBoss# also rose to a high position during a particularly dark time, with a large group of netizens stirring up trouble and using fabricated videos to convict him. It caused a huge uproar at the time; Mingzhuo lost a high-end endorsement, and his lead role in a drama was replaced overnight. Although Mingzhuo's side later presented evidence and sued the marketing accounts, the damage had already been done. And according to subsequent investigations, there's a 99% chance that the online trolls were hired by Heyi.]
How awful. Fu Yanle felt even the crepes weren't so appealing anymore.
Even the most shameless person would despise Hua Cha: [He Yi and Ming Zhuo have no personal grudges. Who is worth He Yi spending so much money and manpower on Ming Zhuo? Only two: Meng Xinqiu and Lin Qingtong. However, Meng Xinqiu is in the film industry, and is not on the same level as Ming Zhuo. They have no vested interests, and Meng Xinqiu has never used such underhanded tactics since her debut. But Hua Cha is different. Hua Cha and Ming Zhuo both have gentle, harmless appearances, both work in television, and both were leading men in popular dramas that year; their fans even argued about viewership numbers. If this is a coincidence, comparing it to some previous underhanded trending topics, you'll find the pattern is exactly the same, and those celebrities who trended on negative topics all have one common nemesis—the underhanded war god, Hua Cha.]
To be able to use the same trick multiple times and still succeed is truly impressive. Fu Yanle was genuinely impressed.
Even a shit bucket would find flower tea repulsive: [And Fu's latest trending topic about her sugar daddy follows a similar pattern to before, only Fu's approach is too unconventional. I watched the whole night and noticed that Fu's side also subtly stirred things up during their clarification process, keeping everything within a certain bounds. They not only drew all the attention to Fu Yanle's family background, sparking discussions about who was behind it, but also made everyone tacitly aware of the real culprit. Meanwhile, several negative trending topics could have been removed and replaced with clarification topics, but they weren't; the negative ones remained, continuing to generate discussion and attention. This is what you call playing hard to get.]
Fu Yanle turned his head, reached out his hand, and said to Yu Jingchen, "Salute!"
"..." Yu Jingchen didn't understand what it meant, but he knew that Fu Yanle suddenly saluted him, the corners of his mouth curving up in a very wicked way, with a piece of scallion still hanging on them.
Fu Yanle scrolled to the comments section.
[I knew it. When Fu first appeared, a bunch of "passersby" said he looked like Hua Cha, like "Kobayashi Aohito," and then Hua Cha's fans gave him the derogatory nickname "King of Extortion." But anyone with eyes can see that Hua Cha is a person, while Fu is a beauty, right? (shrugs)]
[Actually, the sponsor's information came out of nowhere. And every time a fan tries to clarify, they get attacked by a bunch of "casual viewers" trying to defend them. It's exhausting. (kneeling)]
[Hua Cha (a popular online personality) habitually uses a self-directed and self-acted scheme of being criticized - manipulating fans - inciting fans and netizens to criticize the victim - then stepping forward magnanimously to control the situation – this tactic really works to gain fans and defeat rivals.]
Lin Qingtong's tactics, a mix of white and green tea, are notoriously effective, aren't they? With her blend of white and green, whoever she targets is bound to suffer.
[Actually, this is finally the karmic retribution. I fought for Fu Gou until dawn, I'm about to collapse from exhaustion. I'm going to lie down any second now, call me if there's any new activity.]
[Me too, I spent the whole night arguing with the haters, and my fingers are all swollen from poking them. (Throwing a tantrum)]
[I was so angry with those haters all night, my ears are ringing... Fu Gou really caused a lot of trouble, come out and face the consequences! (knife)]
...
He felt really bad that he had caused a group of beautiful young girls to stay up all night and get angry over him, teetering on the edge of becoming ugly. Fu Yanle scratched his head, feeling that the feeling of being protected was indeed contradictory—warm, yet also a sense of indebtedness.
He thought for a moment, opened his homepage, and posted a Weibo post.
[1. Thank you all, beautiful flowers, for helping me roam the internet (don't do it again next time, your combined fighting power isn't as good as mine, you might as well get a good night's sleep). To compensate you for your faces and dark circles, I'll send you some face masks later. You can vote for the brand yourselves. Limited to 10,000 boxes, so don't cry if you miss out.]
2. No sugar daddy. I'm lucky; I lack nothing, especially money. You haters couldn't earn that much even if you started trying from the ape era.
[3. Sue the marketing account that posted the trending Weibo post #FuYanle's sugar daddy confirmed# for defamation.]
Author's Note:
It would be perfectly reasonable for Xiao Fu to die in the company. (Shrugs)
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