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Chapter 363 Cutting 100,000 portions together (Bonus Chapter!)

"Cheers! Dad, I'll drink it all!"

"..."

Fan Tao looked at his daughter speechlessly as she downed half a cup of wine in one gulp.

She glanced again at Li Mu, whose eyes were full of embarrassment.

He simply waved his hand:

"Let's drink slowly and ignore her."

"Oh no! That's all the wine we have, let's go."

Xiao Fan urged him on, but her father completely ignored her. He clinked glasses with his son-in-law, took a small sip, picked up two peanuts, and asked:

"Will we be able to break 100,000 tomorrow?"

"It should be about right, considering there are only about eight thousand people."

Hearing this, Xiao Fan asked curiously:

"Did your newspaper say you received any reward?"

"Not yet. Didn't I tell you? The boss wasn't too happy with the hype surrounding my book, 'The Guide to the Intern.' So today, Brother Bie went to report on it himself, and in the end, he decided to make a few interns permanent employees, with their seniority starting from this year."

"Huh? And what about you? You don't have anything?"

After his daughter finished speaking, Fan Tao shook his head:

"Not necessarily. Xiao Li is already a team leader. The next step will definitely be expansion and promotion, right? When? Next year?"

"It should be."

Li Mu was not surprised at all by Uncle Fan's sensitivity, and continued:

"The main problem is that the boss still has a ticking time bomb, which is the GG regulations I mentioned to you before. Dong Huaiming said that they'll be settling things down at the end of the year, and he'll definitely be involved."

Fan Tao was taken aback and asked:

"You're not planning to protect him?"

"I don't plan to. Wouldn't it be better to replace him with someone we know? Once he leaves, the new editor-in-chief will be Ding Zheng, who accompanied me when I received the award last year. He's a member of the group's editorial board, so he's definitely capable, and he's one of us. It will be more convenient for him to come. And when he arrives, it's only natural that he'll make his first move here."

"Yes, that makes sense. But the next step... once you become the deputy director, you'll probably have to take a few years to settle down, right?"

"Definitely. At least two or three years of settling down. In Brother Bie's words, a 24-year-old deputy director is unprecedented in history."

Upon hearing her boyfriend's words, Fan Bingbing subconsciously asked:

"That's equivalent to a deputy section chief level cadre?"

"I guess so for now."

Li Mu nodded slightly:

"But the newspaper hasn't been officially rated yet; it's just a business."

"But didn't you say it was possible to switch from a business to a government position?"

"That was later... You'll understand if you refer to the *Yanjing Daily*."

Fan Tao provided the answer in place of Li Mu:

"Once the Beijing News is well-established and can be placed under the jurisdiction of Yanjing City, this is the only path we can take. However, the path that Xiao Li wants to take is actually quite clear: deputy director, director, editorial board member, editor-in-chief... As long as you can be placed under the jurisdiction of Yanjing City, that will be impressive."

"Um."

Li Mu nodded again.

Xiao Fan looked completely confused. But she didn't care... as long as her boyfriend and dad understood.

So she picked up her glass again:

"Come on, come on..."

After finishing the meal, Li Mu drank four ounces of liquor.

Fan Bingbing drank more than half a jin (250ml) of liquor, and her face was already red.

His eyes were so moist, they were even starting to drool. He looked at the dog with such affection.

But anyone who thinks she's drunk is simply delusional.

Her alcohol tolerance... putting everything else aside, at least Li Mu couldn't fathom it.

Two ounces of alcohol seems like a lot, but he never blacks out or gets drunk.

"Dad, let's go for a walk downstairs."

"Me too! Me too!"

"Go to hell, get lost!"

She had no intention of taking care of the child at all. Holding her fiancé's hand, she coldly closed the door while her younger brother looked on with a pitiful expression.

Once inside the elevator, she skillfully put on a mask, and she and Li Mu each took one corner of the mask, pretending not to recognize each other.

"I'm having dinner with Sister Hua tomorrow, what would you like to eat?"

"And you?"

"I... want to go to the night market stalls and have a lively hot pot meal."

She made a suggestion that seemed as unrealistic as a dream.

Li Mu didn't respond at all.

Because that's impossible.

"Let Sister Hua find a restaurant tomorrow."

"Um, and Sister Bingbing wants to treat me to dinner the day after tomorrow... Do you want to come with me?"

"Let's not go. We don't know anyone here, and it'll be awkward. Besides, the more people who know about our relationship, the less reliable it is. You need to be aware of that."

The elevator doors opened, and the two stepped out.

"Okay... Oh right, there's something else you need to do tomorrow during the day."

"What?"

"Take Xiaomi shopping with you tomorrow, we need to buy a pair of wedding rings. Go look around, and if you see something you like, tell me the model and I'll go buy it."

"Um."

In the darkness of night, she was finally able to hold her fiancé's hand.

It's quite cold outside, but my heart is warm inside.

Unconsciously stroking her fiancé's ring finger, she chuckled softly.

"Finally, I can wear a ring!"

Don't overthink it, you can wear your index or middle finger at most.

"Uh... sigh."

The girl sighed.

She sighed with relief at her fiancé's understanding, yet saddened by the helplessness one feels in the face of life's circumstances.

The two of them strolled around and eventually left the residential area.

Fan Bingbing spotted a vendor selling roasted sweet potatoes by the roadside at a glance.

"Brother, I want to eat that."

"it is good."

Li Mu released her hand and walked straight over.

I had only taken a few steps when I heard the phone ring.

Turning her head, Fan Bingbing raised the phone:

"sister in law."

He didn't pay any attention and went straight to the shopkeeper to buy a long, thin roasted sweet potato.

This kind tastes good; the coarse and large kind just doesn't taste right.

After bringing back the hot roasted sweet potatoes, I heard my girlfriend say:

"Didn't you say there weren't many people in the winter yoga classes... Okay then. How about this, sister-in-law, let's pack another container and send over the new Christmas items too. Have them report over the best-selling colors and sizes so we can restock them all."

He didn't say anything, peeled the sweet potato, and held it to his girlfriend's lips.

Fan Bingbing took a bite and continued muttering to herself as she chatted with Li Li about Fan Li.

The meal wasn't considered finished until half a sweet potato was eaten.

After hanging up the phone, she said:

"It's selling like hotcakes in Los Angeles... We've restocked over 20,000 items since October. Hehe, aren't I awesome?"

"Ha, that would be great!"

"Hehehe..."

She took her boyfriend's hand again and suddenly said:

"Brother, are you... going to work at the grassroots level in the future?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well... I heard my uncle say that cadres are supposed to go to the grassroots level, it's quite important. Will you be doing that in the future?"

"Well... it's hard to say right now. Why?"

"I've already figured out how to support you from now on."

"for example?"

"For example, you see, if you go to a certain town or county, I'll open Fanli's garment factory where you are! Wherever you go, I'll open one there! What's that called... creating... creating jobs? Right?"

"Um."

Li Mu responded and asked:

"Are you planning to open your own garment factory?"

"Yes, the supply is increasing, and the number of defective products from the processing plants Hai-ge introduced is also rising. And a new sewing machine has come out in Japan; it's amazing. Did you notice the pants I wore today?"

"without."

"That's new thread, sewn by that sewing machine. The stitching and overall quality are exceptional. I told them to buy it, but they wouldn't. Since they won't listen..."

Xiao Fan casually shrugged:

"Then I'll do it myself. Coincidentally, Sister Ding told me that her nephew works in a county in Zhejiang Province, so I'll invest in building a factory."

"You must have made a lot of money, right? Do you have enough?"

"Loans? Who invests their own money? That's so stupid. But don't worry about it, leave all that to me. I'll handle it! Heh heh, I'm going to help you accumulate hidden assets, enough to build up a giant rocket, the kind where you can just hop on it and take off!"

"Rich woman seeking sugar daddy/sugar baby treatment."

"Hehehe, young man, then we'll see how sincere you are."

The two chatted and laughed, and finally returned home with their mouths full of black ash from roasted sweet potatoes.

It's past nine o'clock, time to rest.

Once the bedroom door is closed,

Muahaha~

Brother, Little Kui Kui is here!

……

11 month 21 number.

9 points.

As Li Mu, still a little unsteady on his feet, entered the office, Wang Youzhi immediately came to greet him:

"Team leader! 16,000 new subscribers! We've surpassed 100,000! 108,000!"

"Ha, great!"

Li Mu felt a little better.

Then, he handed the data to Bie Yan.

The older brother was naturally happy, but he wasn't as ecstatic as he was yesterday when he first learned the number 92,000.

Regardless, having over 100,000 electronic subscribers is a milestone for a newly launched newspaper.

He naturally reported the matter to his workplace.

However, it's Friday today, so the awards and such will probably have to wait until Monday.

However, it must be admitted that when the news was heard by the entire unit again, more people greeted them during lunchtime.

Everyone realized that... before their workplace's print newspaper took off, they really had to rely on new media to maintain their image.

After all, we all belong to the same unit.

"Ten days after our launch, the combined publication volume of our new media department was 100,000 copies."

It sounds pretty good to say that, doesn't it?

(Bonus chapter for 2000 votes!)