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Chapter 459 Douyin Red Envelope Event: Daily Active Users Exceed 4 Million!
"Old Meng, Little Chen, dinner's ready!"

Wang Qian stood at the top of the stairs, shouting at the top of her lungs.

When Chen Xiu and Meng's father went upstairs, she had already reminded them to leave the door ajar in case they couldn't hear her calling.

After a while, two uneven ticking sounds came from above the stairs.

Wang Qian looked up with a smile and saw Chen Xiu, who looked calm, and Meng's father, who looked sullen, walking downstairs side by side.

Tsk tsk, it seems Lao Meng got completely crushed.

While thinking to herself, Wang Qian kept urging the two of them to hurry up and not let the food get cold...

Upon arriving at the dining table, Chen Xiu didn't look at the table full of steaming delicacies. Instead, she noticed Meng Ziyi, dressed as a cook, wearing an apron and a white hat.

"Sister Meng, what's wrong?"

"Cooking! I made three dishes today, can you guess what they are?"

Meng Ziyi put one hand on his hip, pointed to a table in front of him, and struck a pose as if he were a general inspecting his troops, testing Chen Xiu.

Chen Xiu then paid attention to the dinner menu. At first glance, it seemed that the answer was obvious, as Meng Ziyi knew how to make only three of the dishes on the table.

Covering her mouth with her hand, Chen Xiu leaned close to Meng Ziyi's ear and whispered the answer.

Meng, who was unaware of the meaning of the character, was first surprised and then delighted to hear him give the answer so easily.

"Hehe, did you come over to peek at us cooking just now? Otherwise, how could you have guessed so accurately?"

"Is it possible that we have a special connection?"

That was a very insightful remark. After hearing it, Meng Ziyi felt that all the hard work he had just done over the past two hours was worthwhile.

Watching from behind, Meng's parents couldn't help but grimac, thinking: "Silly daughter, with your level of skill, how can you possibly handle Chen Xiu (Little Chen)!"
"Cough cough."

Meng Ma Wang Qian coughed twice and said with a smile, "Hurry up and sit down to eat!"

"Ok?"

Chen Xiu was puzzled, wondering what time Wang Qian wanted to rush.

Normally, shouldn't we stay here tonight and then take a plane back home for the New Year tomorrow morning?
Seeing the three of them take their seats one after another, Chen Xiu suppressed her doubts for the time being, thinking she would ask them after the meal.

Unexpectedly, before he had even taken a few bites of his meal, Wang Qian took the initiative to clear up his doubts.

"Xiao Chen, after we finish eating, your uncle and I will take Xiao Yi home first."

"How come I didn't know about this?"

Meng Ziyi looked bewildered, clearly not understanding the meaning behind Wang Qian's earlier comment about "being in a hurry."

Wang Qian rolled her eyes at her and said, "Is it too late for me to tell you now?"

"Hmm... I think I'll leave tomorrow."

Meng Ziyi pursed her lips, her gaze fixed on Chen Xiu, her reluctance was all too clear.

Meng's father was also a little surprised: "Didn't we agree that we would go back first thing tomorrow morning?"

"My mom is coming tomorrow morning. I just got the call this afternoon. If we leave tomorrow morning, we can get there by noon. It's just that my mom might have to wait at the station until noon..."

After explaining the relationship, Wang Qian began to hesitate and remain undecided.

Seeing this, Meng's father quickly said, "We definitely can't keep the old folks waiting! We'll go back in a bit."

"Uh……"

Meng Ziyi opened his mouth, and although he was still somewhat unwilling, he did not voice any further objections.

Wang Qian, who had been in control of the situation, glanced at the father and daughter's performance with satisfaction and continued, "When I hung up the phone this afternoon, I booked tickets on my phone. I happened to see a flight at 9 pm, so I quickly placed an order. There's another flight at 11:30 pm. As for the specific time to leave, Lao Meng, you decide."

What kind of crazy idea is this?

Chen Xiu silently complained, then began to pay attention to Meng's father's reaction. In just a short while, he had vaguely grasped the way Meng Ziyi's parents got along.

As expected, when Meng's father heard that the plane tickets had been bought and he was allowed to choose the arrangements, he not only did not show any displeasure, but also highly approved of the move.

"Since we need to get back as soon as possible, we should go as early as possible. Next time something like this happens, don't ask me for my opinion, just make the decision yourself!"

"Hey, that won't do. You're the head of the family, so you have to make the decisions."

With a smile in her eyes, Wang Qian vividly and naturally demonstrated to Chen Xiu her control over the family.

Tsk tsk, it seems Meng Ziyi's personality is more like her father's...

Chen Xiu's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she added at the opportune moment, "Auntie, shall I drive you to the airport after we finish eating?"

"No need, I've already arranged a car. We'll drive it to the airport later, and the company in Beijing can send someone to pick it up, right, Lao Meng?"

"Yeah."

Meng's father nodded repeatedly, thinking to himself: Although Wang Qian is capable, she still needs to ask me for advice when making decisions like this...

Hearing that they had made all the arrangements, Chen Xiu didn't insist anymore. Anyway, the original plan was to leave tomorrow morning, so leaving a few hours earlier wouldn't make any difference.

After discussing the matter, the four continued eating, with Meng Ziyi constantly putting food into Chen Xiu's bowl.

After everyone had finished drinking and eating, Meng Ziyi got up to go to her room to pack her cosmetics in preparation for leaving. Suddenly, Wang Qian called out to Chen Xiu.

"Xiao Chen, is now a convenient time?"

"Yes, that's convenient!" Chen Xiu sat down, her gaze shifting from Wang Qian's smiling face to Meng's father's embarrassed expression, and then back to her.

Does this mean they're asking again after a change of leadership?
Noticing his shift in gaze, Wang Qian chuckled and said, "Auntie just has something she wants to talk to you about. Is that alright?"

"No delay, no delay."

Chen Xiu waved his hand, thinking that no matter what it meant, since Wang Qian wanted to ask, he could only accept it all.

Seeing Chen Xiu's compliant manner, a hint of satisfaction flashed in Wang Qian's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by solemnity.

"Hey, Xiao Chen, you and Xiao Yi have been together for 5 years, right?"

"Round it up or down, it's about right."

"rounding……"

Wang Qian narrowed her eyes, feeling that her emotional rhetoric had been overshadowed by Chen Xiu's rational response.

She pursed her lips and continued, "Over the years, although you and Xiaoyi have had some minor conflicts, you've generally maintained a harmonious relationship, and you've provided her with a lot of help at work."

"Auntie doesn't mean anything by it, I just want to ask you, how do you plan to handle your relationship with Xiaoyi in the future?"

Here it comes, the age-old problem has arrived.

Chen Xiu propped her forehead with her fingers, realizing that she could not evade the question and had to answer it directly.

Of course, even if you answer directly, there are still many ways to choose from.

"Auntie, I just had my birthday last month, I'm 26 this year. Xiaoyi had his birthday the month before last, he's 23 this year."

"Uh...you two are indeed not very old."

"As for work-related matters, the only thing I can call helping is helping Xiaoyi find her area of ​​expertise and then providing her with a platform. There's nothing else remarkable about it."

"You can't say that either."

Wang Qian looked troubled, beginning to sense the logical structure of Chen Xiu's language.

She had intended to use this visit to test whether Meng Ziyi held a secure place in Chen Xiu's heart.

Unexpectedly, Meng's father, who was sent out in the first wave, was easily dealt with by Chen Xiu. Now that he was facing him, he felt like he was in a dilemma.

After a moment's hesitation, Wang Qian realized she might not be able to outmaneuver Chen Xiu using conventional tactics, so she decided to change her approach and adopt a direct, attacking strategy.

"Xiao Chen, Auntie has a question that's a bit pragmatic, I hope you don't mind?"

"do not mind."

Chen Xiu probably guessed that Wang Qian and Meng's father had guessed her situation, but she still responded with nonchalant ease.

Wang Qian said seriously, "Have you thought about letting Xiaoyi get involved in your career in the future? The Internet industry may be difficult, but film and television companies have similar expertise. Xiaoyi should be able to do well if he learns gradually."

"I do have some thoughts on this..."

Chen Xiu nodded in agreement and explained in detail his arrangements for the meaning of the character "Meng".

"Xiao Yi will serve as the producer of the variety show 'Peach Blossom Village,' which will begin filming next month, and will be involved in the entire production process."

"Other producers would entrust her with the details of the behind-the-scenes work, letting her know how a program is created and run."

"As for how well she will learn it in the end, it depends on whether Xiaoyi is interested in it. After all, deep affection may not necessarily lead to entrusting someone with important tasks. Putting someone in an unsuitable position may only bring her trouble."

Wang Qian was speechless. She turned to look at Meng's father and instantly understood the sense of frustration he had felt when he came downstairs.

Chen Xiu is a very pragmatic person.

Faced with questions from Meng's father and Wang Qian from various angles, he didn't talk about love and happiness like a young person. He simply talked about how he would treat Meng Ziyi with concrete actions.

Abstract concepts of love can be interpreted in many ways, but concrete actions can reveal a person's true feelings.

"Sister Qian, Brother Meng, I'm all packed!"

Meng Ziyi's simple, honest voice came from the stairs.

Seeing her carrying her bag and dog downstairs, Chen Xiu naturally got up and went over to help her with her luggage, and then used her hand to tidy up Meng Ziyi's slightly messy hair.

Feeling Chen Xiu's gentleness, Meng Ziyi grinned, revealing his upper teeth that were as closely arranged as jade buds. His eyes sparkled, and he kept babbling about what he would do when he came back.

The person hasn't left yet, but their heart has already returned.

Seeing this, Wang Qian and Meng's father exchanged another glance, both feeling: there's nothing more to say. Chen Xiu is a deep thinker, but she is sincere towards her daughter. Let them make the arrangements!
……

The following day, Lunar New Year's Eve, Chen Xiu stayed on Douyin until noon.

Once it was confirmed that the server was working properly, the WeChat scan function could directly connect to Douyin to receive red envelopes. All data was normal, and the red envelopes were distributed to those who stayed behind during the Spring Festival ahead of schedule.

At 3 p.m., he took Su Xiao and Su Yu, siblings, and flew back to Shanghai from Beijing on a private jet.

That evening, Chen Xiu ate his New Year's Eve dinner at the Su family's house, and just as he had promised, he prepared gifts for the whole family.

On New Year's Eve, "The Wandering Earth" officially premiered in theaters at midnight. Chen Xiu received the report on new users and daily active users of Douyin's Spring Festival red envelope event in Su Xiao's room.

Ma Yun, who was in Hangzhou spending the Spring Festival with her family, received a devastating phone call from Jing Xiandong, the head of Alipay, without any warning.

"Mr. Ma, the daily active users of the 'scan to receive red envelopes' campaign launched by Douyin and WeChat have exceeded 4 million!"

(End of this chapter)