amaotonovel Chapter 183 Fu Zhuchen: Yo yo yo, making money for my sister-in-law to spend, not tiring at all~
Chapter 183 Fu Zhuchen: Yo yo yo, making money for my sister-in-law to spend, not tiring at all~
Pei Weijin's phone wallpaper is full of photos of Yan Zhuoyu, and they are all heavily edited photos from Weibo. Longtime fans must save them.
His phone's software layout was simple, with only about thirty apps including the system apps, but in order to display more photos of Yan Zhuoyu, he painstakingly spread these apps across ten pages.
Fu Zhuchen scrolled through the pages one by one until he finally found the Douyin app, only to be forced to look at seven more photos of Yan Zhuoyu.
He clicked into Douyin, intending to find a few internet celebrities or promising newcomers to sign with the company, thinking that using Pei Weijin's phone might allow him to find higher-quality beauties.
But after scrolling for a while, all I saw were news, national events, or pet cats and dogs, with a few cooking tutorial videos interspersed occasionally.
Fu Zhuchen silently returned the phone to Pei Weijin without saying a word.
He has learned his lesson; asking any further questions would only humiliate him and leave him with a glimpse of their loving relationship.
At this moment, silence is his mother tongue.
Pei Weijin didn't ask him why he stopped watching so quickly, and continued to concentrate on his work without any distractions.
Huo Wenji had a long way to go before he could photograph the rare minerals, and Fu Zhuchen, being a chatterbox, couldn't resist bothering Pei Weijin.
"Hey, I saw a copy of her ID card when I was re-signing the contract with my sister-in-law. Her birthday is at the end of December, right? What are you planning to give her? Why don't you come with me to check out this auction and see if there's anything you like?"
Upon hearing Yan Zhuoyu's name, Pei Weijin took off his glasses, thoughtfully closed his laptop, and asked Meng Yuting to bring him catalogs from recent auctions.
His voice was indifferent: "I've seen them all, they're all too cliché, none of them are suitable for her."
"That's true."
Fu Zhuchen leaned back in his chair and instinctively tried to throw the jade walnut in his hand to the ground, but luckily he stopped in time, almost slapping it like a basketball.
"You've been flying all over the world lately, don't you get tired?"
As soon as Fu Zhuchen finished speaking, he already guessed what Pei Weijin was going to say next, so he quickly stopped himself.
"Okay, stop, I know what you're going to say." Fu Zhuchen deliberately imitated Pei Weijin's tone: "Oh, oh, oh, making money for your sister-in-law to spend, isn't that tiring~"
Pei Weijin's lips curved into a very faint smile: "Not only that, I've visited these places in advance so that I can make plans in advance if I travel with my wife in the future."
Fu Zhuchen said sourly, "Alright, alright, are you almost done with your business in the US? Where's your next destination?"
"I've finished filming my movie, and now I'm just waiting for it to pass censorship and for marketing. I have some free time to spend with you."
Pei Weijin flipped through the auction catalog, his long, slender, pale fingers finally resting on a string of pink jade beads.
He remembered that Yan Zhuoyu had been very interested in the bracelet that had been returned. It would be alright as a meeting gift, but it wouldn't be high-class enough as a birthday present.
After Meng Yuting noted down the auction item, Pei Weijin slowly declined Fu Zhuchen's offer: "I appreciate your kindness, but I don't plan to go to the next country. My wife is coming to the United States to film a movie in the middle of the month."
Upon hearing this, Fu Zhuchen immediately closed her eyes and ignored him completely.
At that moment, Meng Yuting's phone vibrated twice. After quickly glancing at the messages from the public relations and cybersecurity departments, he walked to Pei Weijin's side and whispered, "President Pei, today, when your wife was participating in a talk show..."
He explained the incident in detail, and added at the end: "However, Li Yuan's Weibo post was not published; it was blocked."
Fu Zhuchen, openly eavesdropping, asked curiously, "Why? Who intercepted it?"
Pei Weijin glanced at him sideways: "It was President Fu from my wife's company who helped me. I am grateful to President Fu for taking care of my wife."
President Fu: "..."
"Haha, you're welcome."
Just then, the auctioneer explained the rare mineral that Xie Fu would use as pigment, and Fu Zhuchen immediately began bidding.
He's paying for this, and the labor cost is only five yuan, so he naturally has to be careful with the money and can't just quote a price arbitrarily.
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The ore obtained from the auction was exactly what Xie Fu intended to use in the painting of her fishing with Yan Zhuoyu.
After receiving the painting from Xie Fu, Yan Zhuoyu took several photos of it and then posted them on Weibo and WeChat Moments, excitedly showing them off.
Zuo Hou also hung Xie Fu's painting in the most conspicuous position in the entrance hall, so that it could be seen at a glance whenever one stepped into the house.
Yan Zhuoyu crossed her arms and began to admire the painting again: "As expected of Teacher Xie, the painting is even more beautiful and valuable than the photograph!"
The wall was bare except for an oil painting hanging on it.
She felt like something was missing. Ordinary families seem to be used to hanging wedding photos on the wall as a testament to their love and marriage.
However, Yan Zhuoyu and Pei Weijin's wedding was held in a rather hasty manner, and apart from the group photo taken at the Civil Affairs Bureau, there were no formal wedding photos.
There are other group photos, too.
Yan Zhuoyu remembered their matching profile pictures and shuddered, rubbing the goosebumps that had risen on her arms.
Let's forget about that one...
Hanging it in the living room doesn't symbolize a happy marriage for the couple; instead, it seems more like a talisman for warding off evil spirits.
Before heading to the United States, Yan Zhuoyu not only filmed several commercials, but also signed a contract for a comedy film called "No More Pretense, I'm a Billionaire".
Although this film is low-budget, its subject matter is very novel and not currently available on the market.
As for Li Yuan, she wasn't joking when she said she wanted to transform the Yan family's company into an entertainment company.
Yan Zhuoyu was extremely lacking in martial ethics. Relying on her abundant wealth, she seized all the resources from Li Yuan, thus monopolizing all of Li Yuan's subsequent work.
Yan Zhuoyu always kept her word; this was not a blustering threat, but a genuine warning.
Li Yuan had already offended many people, and now he is reaping the consequences of his actions; when the wall falls, everyone pushes it down.
However, he refused to admit his mistake, and the company believed that he was not cooperating with the public relations strategy, so they simply sidelined him and gave him the cold shoulder.
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They say absence makes the heart grow fonder. After boarding the plane, Yan Zhuoyu scrolled through her call history with Pei Weijin and roughly calculated that the two hadn't seen each other for almost a month.
Qiao Xinyun sat down next to her, wiping her hands with a wet wipe, and teased, "Our Miss Yan, are you using this to express your feelings, reminiscing about someone while looking at the phone call records?"
Yan Zhuoyu smiled and glanced at her, then said with emotion, "Don't give me that, I didn't mean it. I just feel like it's been a long time since we last met."
Qiao Xinyun yawned, lay down, and covered herself with the small blanket the flight attendant handed her: "Okay, I'll take a nap first. I haven't had a proper rest these past few days because I've been accompanying you on your schedule. You should get some sleep too. You'll have to attend social gatherings and dinners when you get there, and jet lag is really tough."
"Okay, sure," Yan Zhuoyu replied softly.
Pei Weijin had arranged with her in advance that he would pick her up at the airport.
She was really looking forward to seeing Pei Weijin and thought she wouldn't be able to sleep, but she was so tired these past few days that she fell into a deep sleep as soon as she closed her eyes.
Yan Zhuoyu didn't wake up until the airplane's public address system came on.
"Dear passengers, we have arrived at our destination safely..."
The airport is brightly lit with neon lights, a stark contrast to the cold, dry nights in northern Beijing; here it feels more humid and warm.
Yan Zhuoyu pulled her classic camel coat tighter around her, making her figure appear even taller.
She slept for almost the entire flight, but the sudden breeze still made her feel a bit chilly.
The moment the phone was turned off airplane mode, Pei Weijin's call popped up.