One Yuan First Recharge: I'm Actually the Boss Behind a Fortune 500 Company

The next morning at six o'clock, before it was fully light, Wang Hao woke up.

It's not the alarm clock that's making noise, it's habit.

Having worked away from home for many years, I've long since developed the habit of waking up early.

Besides, today is Xiaoya's wedding day, so as her cousin, he can't possibly sleep in.

He sat up in bed, picked up his phone and glanced at the time—6:05.

There was an unread message on the screen; it wasn't from WeChat, but a game notification from "Behind the Scenes".

Wang Hao rubbed his eyes and clicked on it.

The message wasn't sent by Zhou Jianjun, but by Yu Xinxin.

Yu Xinxin: "Boss, Happy New Year! Wishing you a Happy New Year in advance! [Cute emoji]"

Yu Xinxin: "My hometown has lots of delicious local specialties for Chinese New Year, and I'd like to send you some. Could you please give me your address?"

Wang Hao was stunned for a moment.

An electronics employee... should I send him something?

His first reaction was bewilderment—could the items sent by the character in the game actually be received?

Could it be some kind of virtual item?

But then I thought, this game is so weird, even the money can actually be credited to my account, maybe it can really send things over.

But it's probably a gift from the game development team to improve the user experience...

Getting a free local specialty product doesn't seem so bad, does it?

Wang Hao typed a reply:

Wang Hao: "Happy New Year. Thank you for your thoughtfulness."

Yu Xinxin: "Boss, you're too kind! You've been so good to me, I don't know how to repay you."

Yu Xinxin: "The cured pork and sausages from my hometown are especially delicious. They are all made from pigs we raise ourselves and smoked using traditional methods. You can't buy such authentic ones outside."

Yu Xinxin: "And there's our local glutinous rice cake, which is soft and chewy, perfect for the Lunar New Year. Oh, and there's rice wine, which my grandma brewed herself. It's sweet but not cloying. Try it and see if you like it."

This girl types quite fast.

Wang Hao looked at the series of messages on the screen, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

Yu Xinxin is a receptionist in the game. She doesn't talk much and seems quite introverted.

But every time he assigned her a task, she completed it with exceptional seriousness.

Last time I asked her to help sell alcohol, she made over a hundred phone calls despite her social anxiety.

Thinking of this, Wang Hao felt a warmth in his heart.

Wang Hao: "Okay, then I won't stand on ceremony. I'll send you the address."

He sent them his address and phone number in the provincial capital.

After sending it, he suddenly realized a problem—how could employees in a game have real-world addresses?

But the message had already been sent.

A few seconds later, the system popped up a notification:

[System Notification: To protect player privacy, the address information you provided has been automatically encrypted. Employee Yu Xinxin will receive a transit address, and the gift will be securely delivered to you via the game's logistics system.]

Wang Hao raised an eyebrow.

And this kind of operation?

That's fine, though, at least it saves us from revealing our true information.

Yu Xinxin: "Received it, boss! I'll have my mom prepare it and send it to you in the next couple of days. Happy New Year and all the best!"

Wang Hao: "Yeah, Happy New Year to you too. By the way, how's your mortgage going...?"

Yu Xinxin: "Thank you for your concern, boss! The bonus you gave me last time was enough to last me a long time, so I don't feel any pressure now."

Yu Xinxin: "I am so grateful to you. I don't know what I would have done without you."

Wang Hao: "It's nothing, it's what I should do. Just focus on your work."

Yu Xinxin: "Okay! I'll definitely work even harder! Boss, you go ahead and get busy, I won't bother you any longer."

Conversation ends.

Wang Hao put down his phone and sat on the bed in a daze for a while.

Yu Xinxin's grateful and repaying nature is quite endearing.

Unlike some people who take your help for granted.

He got up, dressed, and went out the door.

Inside the main room, the stove had already been lit.

The charcoal fire was burning brightly, and a kettle of water was sitting on top, bubbling and steaming.

In the countryside, it's especially cold in the mornings during winter.

With the stove around, the whole house was warm.

Wang Hao scooped up some hot water and used it to brush his teeth and wash his face.

Just after finishing tidying up, Li Xiuying came out of the inner room with two red envelopes in her hand.

"Haohao, are you up?" Li Xiuying walked over and handed him the red envelopes. "Take these two red envelopes."

Wang Hao took it: "Mom, this..."

"When Xiaoya goes out later, she will kowtow to you," Li Xiuying said.

"This is the custom, it's what we do here. You're her cousin, older than her, so she has to kowtow to you and call you 'brother' before she gets married."

Wang Hao nodded.

He knew this custom. Generally, before leaving home, a bride would kowtow to her closest elders in front of the incense burner in the main room, and the elders would give her red envelopes.

It's both a blessing and a farewell.

"How much money is appropriate to put inside?" Wang Hao asked.

Li Xiuying thought for a moment and said, "This is just a small token of my appreciation. Just give me an auspicious number. You can decide what to do with it."

"Xiaoya is my sister, give me 1200 yuan," Wang Hao said. "Mom, do you have any cash? I don't have that much on me."

"Yes, wait here." Li Xiuying turned and went back into the house. After a while, she came out with a stack of cash. "Here you go, two thousand four hundred, and put one thousand two hundred in each of the two red envelopes."

Wang Hao took the money, squatted by the stove, and carefully put the money into the red envelope.

A red envelope with the double happiness symbol embossed in gold.

After putting the money in, he felt the thickness of the red envelope and suddenly felt a little emotional.

Xiaoya is getting married.

The little girl who used to follow him around calling him "Brother Hao Hao" is now going to become someone else's wife.

time flies.

"Is it installed?" Li Xiuying asked.

"Okay." Wang Hao put the red envelope away. "Mom, I'm going to my second uncle's house."

"Go ahead. Remember to eat something, don't work on an empty stomach."

"understood."

Wang Hao went out and headed towards his second uncle's house.

The village was quiet in the early morning, with few people on the road. The distant mountains were still shrouded in morning mist, appearing hazy and indistinct.

As I approached the gate of my second uncle's house, I heard lively sounds coming from inside.

He pushed the door open and went in.

There were already quite a few people in the courtyard.

Relatives who were helping were setting the table and preparing breakfast. The aroma of food wafted from the kitchen.

Xiaoya's room is on the second floor, and the window light is on.

Wang Hao went upstairs and pushed open the door.

Several people were crowded in the room. Xiaoya sat in front of the mirror as the makeup artist did her final makeup.

Su Qing and Li Na stood to the side, holding headdresses and jewelry in their hands.

There was also a cameraman carrying his equipment, filming behind-the-scenes footage.

"Brother!" Xiaoya's eyes lit up when she saw him in the mirror. "You're here!"

"Hmm." Wang Hao walked over. "Getting your makeup done?"

"Almost done," the makeup artist said with a smile. "The bride has a good base, so her makeup will be done very quickly."

Xiaoya looks really beautiful today.

She was wearing a red Xiuhe dress, her hair was styled in an updo, and she wore exquisite hair accessories.

With her bridal makeup on, she looked even more radiant and beautiful than usual.

As Wang Hao watched, that bittersweet feeling welled up in his heart again.

"Brother, come here." Xiaoya beckoned to him, "Let's take a picture together. Today is my wedding day, and we won't have another chance to take one."