0p0 Is Chapter 74 good? My wife gave it to me.
Is Chapter 74 good? My wife gave it to me.
However, Yan Zhuoyu clearly underestimated Pei Weijin's unique insights into fashion trends and the diversity of his aesthetic sense.
When she was woken up by the alarm clock the next day, she rolled onto Pei Weijin's half of the bed and accidentally touched the neglected men's watch gift box on the bedside table.
"Huh, it feels much lighter?"
Yan Zhuoyu's sleepiness dissipated a bit. She sat up and carefully opened the gift box.
It was empty inside; the men's watch was gone.
"No way, he wore three watches to work today...?"
After washing up and going downstairs, Yan Zhuoyu subtly inquired with the housekeeper.
"Uncle Tian, has Mr. Pei acted any differently than usual today?"
The butler pondered for a moment, then smiled kindly: "Sir looks exceptionally energetic today, and what's more, he even wore three watches to the company, which is quite rare!"
Yan Zhuoyu was speechless for a moment, unsure of how to respond, and nodded silently: "Oh...I see, that's strange."
Before leaving, the butler handed over an exquisite mobile phone box, his voice filled with concern:
"Madam, Mr. Pei knew you were going into the mountains to film today and the signal might be unstable, so he specially customized this phone for you, the same model as his. Even in areas with no signal, you can stay in touch. In case of violent shaking or dangerous situations, the phone will automatically send a distress signal, and the manufacturer will immediately dispatch a helicopter for rescue."
He briefly introduced a few key functions; the rest were all in the instruction manual.
Yan Zhuoyu then remembered to ask, "How much does this phone cost?"
"Six million." The butler uttered the number softly, tears of envy welling up in his eyes.
"If it can save a life, it's definitely worth it."
It's definitely worth more than the more than ten million that Pei Weijin threw away in the live stream!
Compared to this, Yan Zhuoyu gritted her teeth and said with a smile, "You're getting better and better at managing a household."
Upon arriving at the agreed location and meeting up with Qiao Xinyun, the crew arranged several private cars, and all the staff went to Xin Nanshan together.
On the way, in order to make the upcoming filming go more smoothly, Tan Wenbo organized everyone to read the script together and get to know each other.
The journey of more than two hours was neither long nor short, but as Yan Zhuoyu walked to the second half, she realized that the director's words, "the conditions are rather harsh," were not a joke.
The road is lined with dense forests, and the view is lush and green. The originally flat asphalt road has turned into a rugged muddy path following the undulations of the mountain.
The vehicle was bumping along, and everyone lost interest in the lines.
Yan Zhuoyu drowsily turned on her phone, hoping to stay awake until she reached the village.
As soon as I opened Weibo, it pushed out Zhuoye's latest update.
His reply was to the question about whether someone likes wearing matching watches.
[Zhuo Ye: I heard from my friend that Pei Weijin doesn't have a particular preference for watches; the key is who gave them to him.]
The time it was sent coincided with Pei Weijin's usual wake-up time.
Yan Zhuoyu chuckled to herself. President Pei really was something else, spreading rumors about her the moment he opened his eyes.
After browsing netizens' comments for a while, she finally succumbed to sleepiness and fell asleep next to Qiao Xinyun.
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Inside the reception room of the Pei Group.
Pei Weijin and Fu Zhuchen sat on either side of an intricately carved tea table, where a tea master was skillfully brewing fragrant tea for them.
The aroma of tea wafts through the air, accompanied by a gentle mist, creating an extremely elegant atmosphere.
However, this peaceful atmosphere was quickly shattered by Fu Zhuchen, who frowned and stared at Pei Weijin's wrist: "Wait, buddy, what kind of hairstyle is this?"
"I won't say anything about you not changing your tie for more than ten days, but you're still wearing an ordinary black and gold watch that's worn out, and now you're even wearing three of them on top of each other. Do you think you're a display stand?"
Pei Weijin glanced at him indifferently, a slight smile playing on his lips: "What do you know?"
"My wife gave it to me. Do you have one?"
As he spoke, he picked up his phone, aimed it at his wrist, and took dozens of photos from different angles. He then carefully selected nine photos and posted them on his WeChat Moments with a simple and clear caption.
[W1.25: A gift from my wife.]
The post was quickly liked and commented on on WeChat Moments.
Fu Zhuchen, sitting opposite him, naturally wouldn't miss his little actions, and after seeing the post on his WeChat Moments, she felt envious.
"You barely post a few times a year on WeChat Moments. We've known each other for over ten years. The birthday present I gave you last year was so cool, but I never saw you post about it on WeChat Moments!"
Pei Weijin took a sip of fragrant tea, his expression indifferent, and said nonchalantly, "What?"
Fu Zhuchen understood in just two words.
Okay, okay, so the other party doesn't remember giving him anything at all.
He clutched his chest and said sadly, "You will lose me."
Pei Weijin showed no remorse whatsoever, and even stretched his wrist out in front of Fu Zhuchen: "Is it pretty? My wife bought it for me."
Yan Zhuoyu has excellent taste; the watch she chose perfectly matches Pei Weijin's aura. It looks beautiful on him, and Fu Zhuchen would find it hard to deny that it's ugly.
"It looks good, it looks good. Stop showing off, it's like nobody's got a watch."
Fu Zhuchen pursed his lips. He hadn't been filming lately, so he was bored and started bothering Pei Weijin. Now, he didn't know who was bothering whom.
"It looks good?" Pei Weijin asked him with a faint smile, "If it looks good, why don't you take a picture and post it on Weibo?"
How self-righteous!
Fu Zhuchen couldn't believe what she had just heard, her finger gesturing back and forth between Pei Weijin and the three watches.
"Dude, your wife gave you this watch, you can be happy with it yourself, why do you want me to take a picture and post it on Weibo?"
Am I also part of your play?