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Chapter 99 Fireworks Display (Fifth update, please subscribe first)
Zhai Yuan is a car enthusiast. He has a unique set of car selection criteria and has very high requirements for performance.

If there are no problems with the front and rear, we can then check whether the vehicle's artificial intelligence system has the awareness of proactive service.

"what are you doing?!"

"You haven't tried it yet?"

"roll!"

"Where did you learn this kind of filth? I'm leaving!"

Zhai Yuan didn't expect that just a few words like these would make the other party angry, so he hurriedly pulled her arm back.

"Why are you leaving? It's Chinese New Year. Since you're here, give me some face. It's not easy."

Turning over and sitting in the driving seat, Zhai Yuan pressed on the busty man regardless of his struggle.

For the first time today, Deng Leling did not wear her favorite denim shirt, but changed into a long windbreaker.

Under the windbreaker is a thin white shirt, and the bottom is... still jeans!

Just as Zhai Yuan was about to throw her heavy windbreaker aside, Deng Leling suddenly held his hand.

Whispering softly: "Don't throw it away, just put it underneath. I prepared it specially."

No wonder he’s not wearing a denim shirt, he’s quite well prepared.

The ward was very dark, but occasionally one or two fireworks shot up into the sky, illuminating Deng Leling's childlike face, which was moist despite her sorrow.

"The company will open a new play for you in a while."

"Another adult film?"

"No, it's a theatrical movie. If you do well in this movie, you will have more film offers in the future. If someone offers you a high price to switch to the production company, you can consider it."

"Can't you give me a raise? You're so stingy!"

"There are many places where we need to spend money next, and the budget is limited. If the big boss outside offers you the price of Lin Qingxia, I certainly can't afford it."

Lin Qingxia is considered a top star nowadays, and her asking price for a movie is 300,000 yuan.

However, due to various romances and rumors of being kept, his reputation has been damaged in the past two years, and in fact, he can be hired for only tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.

Including dividends from Zhai Yuan's film "Blind Girl", Deng Leling received a salary of about 30,000 yuan, which is actually very high for a newcomer.

……

"Why did the wound open again for no reason?"

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Zhao Meizhen and Zhai Yao came to the ward to visit Zhai Yuan with a custom-made cake, and found that the doctor had just changed his medicine and gauze.

Zhai Yuan resumed his buttocks sticking up in the air, raised his head and let out a sigh, without further explanation.

Could it be that because she worked too hard last night, Deng Leling had her pay reduced by 30,000 yuan, which resulted in the wound on her back being broken?
"Now that things have come to this, let's cut the cake."

Zhai Yao was very good at grasping the key points. For this little dessert, she even skipped breakfast.

After all, in the past ten years or so, birthdays were celebrated with a bowl of longevity noodles, and she had only seen this custom-made double-layer cake that cost 200 yuan on TV before.

Chen Jiale, Liang Zhichao and Shen Wei came as a group, put down the fruit, and each had a piece of cake. They said goodbye and left without staying for long.

Deng Leling didn't come. She limped when she left in the morning. I guess she will sleep all day today.

"Cousin, how did it become like this?"

Zhou Haimei came at noon, and when she saw Zhai Yuan's wound was cracked, she felt distressed. She also brought a gift, a tin box of Gold Cup Milk brand chocolate.

After peeling off the golden paper, Zhou Haimei fed a piece of chocolate into Zhai Yuan's mouth while carefully rubbing his wound with a look of blame on her face.

"The firecrackers were so loud last night that I accidentally fell off the bed."

Zhai Yuan gave a very perfunctory excuse.

Zhou Haimei nodded without any doubt, and immediately began to criticize the passers-by who set off firecrackers, saying that they should not disturb the patients outside the hospital.

"Hey, why are there so many red marks on your neck?"

"I don't know, maybe it's a pollen allergy."

"Oh, then don't let anyone send flowers over next time."

Zhou Haimei said softly, pouting with some regret: "I was going to help you go outside to watch the fireworks tonight, but it seems there is no chance now."

"Of course!"

Seeing her look of pity, Zhai Yuan turned to Zhai Yao and said, "Hey, Yaoyao, go outside and ask the doctor to borrow a wheelchair. You can rent it for money. I need to be discharged tonight."

……

That night, Zhai Yuan and Zhou Haimei sat opposite each other in front of the floor-to-ceiling window outside the Starlight Hotel in Yau Tsim District.

The difference is that one is sitting in a wheelchair and the other is sitting in a chair, with a dining table between them.

The hotel was full and there was a huge crowd outside the hotel.

Everyone looked towards the opposite coast, waiting for tonight's New Year's fireworks display.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the hotel was bustling with people inside and outside. As the uniform countdown reached zero, the first bunch of fireworks shot up into the sky from the sea with a "bang".

A bauhinia flower pattern blooms in the air, illuminating the sea surface adjacent to Victoria Harbour and Tsim Sha Tsui.

Soon, colorful fireworks bloomed one after another in the night sky, competing with each other in beauty, and in an instant turned the night sky over the coast into a sea of flowers.

"So pretty~"

Zhou Haimei held her chin with a dazed look in her eyes: "There was also a fireworks display last year, but I only saw a little bit on the rooftop of a public apartment in Tuen Mun. I didn't expect it to be so spectacular up close."

It is indeed spectacular, but the purpose of the fireworks display is to highlight the expense.

Last year, Jardine Matheson sponsored one million, and this year, major trading companies followed suit, with the scale and momentum even greater than the first performance.

New Year fireworks light up Hong Kong.

"Time is short, and with so many visitors, we should print thousands or even tens of thousands of flyers to distribute."

Zhai Yuan was not interested in the fireworks. He just looked at the crowds of people outside the floor-to-ceiling window, wishing he could swing a sickle to cut some leeks.

"cousin!"

"Ok?"

When Zhai Yuan heard Zhou Haimei's call, he turned around in surprise while sitting in the wheelchair.

Zhou Haimei stood up from her chair at some point and moved closer to Zhai Yuan across the dining table.

Without any warning, the girl bent down and lowered her head, and her cold lips pressed against Zhai Yuan's lips, as if they were frozen in time with the fireworks outside the window.

(End of this chapter)