A person in Wuha: The whole internet is urging me to get back together with my ex!

Wang Zhengyu's words, "It's completely blown up," still lingered in the night breeze.

Chen Ye didn't even lift his eyelids.

"That's it?" Chen Ye leaned back in his chair, the corner of his mouth curving into an extremely irritating smile.

He stared coldly at the broken megaphone in Wang Zhengyu's hand.

Isn't it just a way to get me to open my wallet and treat these hardworking guys to a nice meal? Why all the roundabout way of doing it?

"Alright, Lao Wang, put the loudspeaker down. I find it too noisy for you." Chen Ye waved his hand lazily.

"I thought it was something serious. It's just a meal plan overrun. It's okay, I'll pay for this meal."

He casually tossed the thick menu to Chen He, who was staring wide-eyed at him.

"Come on, Brother He, keep ordering."

Chen Ye stood up and put one hand in his pocket.

His gaze swept past the steaming hot pot and over the group of staff members across from him who were practically drooling.

"Brothers and sisters, let Chao Ge and He Ge order whatever you want to eat! Don't be shy!"

Chen Ye raised his voice.

"I'll pay for everything on the rooftop today!"

There was a brief moment of silence on the other end after he said that.

Immediately afterwards, a frenzy of shouts erupted, as if the rooftop would be overturned.

"Boss Chen is awesome!"

"Brother Ye is so generous!"

"Brother Ye, I want to have your babies!"

It was a rough male voice. Chen Ye rolled his eyes inwardly and thought, "Get lost."

The atmosphere reached its peak.

Deng Chao held his teacup, his face crinkling with smiles.

"Yezi, it has to be you again. You've got that nouveau riche vibe down to the bone."

Chen He rubbed his hands together and flipped open the menu with a sly grin.

"Since Boss Chen has spoken, I'd feel bad if I didn't rip you off!"

Chen He yelled at the top of his lungs, "Bring the brothers twenty more servings of tripe! Twenty more servings of beef aorta! Let's eat this hot pot restaurant out of business today!"

Li Chen and Tao Zhe joined in the fun, frantically ticking off items on the menu.

The staff were as happy as if it were New Year's Day.

Chen Ye didn't care at all.

He sat back down in his chair, picked up his clean chopsticks, and continued to scoop meat from the red broth.

This little bit of money is nothing.

Spending a little money to win over the hearts and minds of a crew of about a hundred people is an incredibly profitable deal.

Song Yuqi, sitting next to him, was already hissing and laughing from the spiciness of the ChongQ Old Beef Tallow Hot Pot.

Her fair face was flushed, and her lips were swollen from the spiciness, like ripe cherries.

Chen Ye found it amusing and took two tissues from the side and handed them over.

"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."

Chen Ye casually picked up a piece of blanched duck blood and put it into her sesame oil dish.

Song Yuqi took the tissue and wiped the red oil from the corner of her mouth, then frantically fanned her mouth with her hand.

"Honey, this is too spicy!" She gulped down a mouthful of iced Red Bull, looking at Chen Ye with teary eyes.

"Don't you think it's spicy?"

Chen Ye slowly chewed on a piece of tripe without even panting.

"It's alright, this is just normal mild spice, it's perfectly acceptable."

Just kidding, before he transmigrated, he was a corporate slave who couldn't live without spicy food, so this level of spiciness is nothing to him.

Upon hearing this, Deng Chao, who was sitting opposite him, immediately slammed down his chopsticks.

Deng Chao was covered in sweat, his messy hair plastered to his forehead, looking like he had just been pulled out of the water.

He frantically wiped his sweat with tissues while staring at Chen Ye in shock.

"Ono! You call this mildly spicy?!"

Deng Chao, panting heavily, said, "Did your sense of taste get distorted by the sea breeze while you were fishing at the beach? I feel like my tongue has melted!"

Chen Ye sneered and looked Deng Chao up and down, observing his weak appearance.

"Hey Chao, if you're feeling down, let's go get some seafood hot pot. I know older men have sensitive stomachs."

"You son of a bitch!"

Deng Chao gritted his teeth. But he really couldn't refute it, so he could only pick up his cup and gulp down water.

Seeing Deng Chao's miserable state, everyone laughed without a care in the world.

For the next half hour, all that could be heard on the rooftop were frantic slurping of food and gasping for breath from the spiciness.

No one spoke anymore.

Everyone was focused on their work.

Finally, the empty plates on the table piled higher and higher.

Everyone was sweating profusely as they ate, slumped in their chairs and groaning.

Wang Zhengyu strolled over like a dutiful cashier.

He winked at the assistant director.

The assistant director immediately understood and respectfully placed a long bill in front of Chen Ye with both hands.

Chen Ye picked it up and glanced at it.

"One hundred people, ten tables."

Chen Ye raised an eyebrow. "The meal standard is 1888, that's 18,800, plus the pile of braised pork knuckles and other miscellaneous meats we just ordered."

He glanced at the total at the bottom.

"About 22,000 yuan."

Chen Ye's lips curled into a smile.

That's it? He thought he could pay fifty or eighty thousand.

"Give me the payment QR code."

The assistant director chuckled and immediately held up a huge WeChat payment QR code sign.

Chen Ye took out his phone and scanned the QR code.

"Payment of 22,000 yuan successful."

An extremely pleasant system notification sound rang out on the rooftop.

The staff immediately erupted in cheers again.

This dinner was so hardcore that everyone's goodwill towards Chen Ye has completely reached its peak tonight.

Chen Ye put away his phone, stood up, and pointed at the group of cameramen and directors with ruddy complexions.

"Brothers, I've already paid."

Chen Ye made a joke, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"If you don't eat enough or eat well tonight, and don't reach the 22,000 standard..."

He suddenly turned his head and stared at Wang Zhengyu beside him.

"If anyone dares to embezzle the money, come and report it to me quietly."

Chen Ye's eyes narrowed dangerously. "I'll just throw Old Wang off this rooftop into the river to feed the fish!"

The whole place burst into laughter.

The staff shouted, "Don't worry, Brother Ye! Anyone who dares to eat our extra food will be the first one we'll beat up!"

Wang Zhengyu quickly protected the thermos in his hand, feigning innocence.

"Damn it, Yezi, how dare you slander me out of thin air! Do you think I'm the kind of person who would swallow even the cost of a meal?"

Chen He was picking his teeth beside him, rolling his eyes dramatically.

"Remove that 'ma' from your answer. You dared to accept our order of 89,000? What else wouldn't you do?"

The crowd burst into laughter again.

The hot pot gathering ended in an extremely joyful atmosphere.

As night deepened, the river breeze carried a slight chill.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they got up and, amidst the commotion, went downstairs and boarded the bus.

After a bumpy ride, the bus returned to the luxurious guesthouse built halfway up the mountain.

Upon entering the hall, everyone immediately went back to their own homes and to their own mothers.

Chen Ye and Song Yuqi were naturally assigned to the same room.

Chen Ye didn't care at all about how others drew lots to grab beds.

As soon as Deng Chao entered the room, his eyes lit up when he saw the mahjong machine in the center of the hall.

The remaining red oil from the hot pot seemed to have transformed into the gambler's passion.

"Come on, brothers! We've eaten and drunk our fill, time to get to work!"

Deng Chao boomed, "Shuffle the cards! Let's fight until dawn tonight!"

He had just rolled up his sleeves and was about to sit down at the table when a hand landed directly on his shoulder.

Chen Ye stood with his hands in his pockets, looking at him expressionlessly.

"Hey Chao, stop playing around for now, I need to talk to you."

Deng Chao was taken aback, stopped what he was doing, and looked puzzled.

"Looking for me? What's up? Can't we talk while we're playing mahjong?"

Chen Ye was too lazy to waste words with him.

"It's serious business. Go and call your Chen He and Xiao Lu. Let's talk in the room."

Seeing Chen Ye's unusually serious expression, Deng Chao's gossip instincts instantly ignited.

He nodded immediately.

"Okay, I'll go get someone right away."

Deng Chao turned to look at the two people who were sprawled on the sofa, pretending to be dead.

"Chen He! Xiao Lu! Stop lying there, get up now!"

Deng Chao walked over and kicked one of them.

"Let's go, let's go, Boss Chen is going to hold another closed-door internal meeting."

Hearing that Boss Chen was having a meeting, Chen He and Lu Han reluctantly got up, though they grumbled all the while.

The four people walked mysteriously through the hall and went straight into a bedroom at the end of the corridor, locking the door behind them.

This action didn't cause much of a stir in the eyes of others.

These four men are always getting together on the show to come up with bad ideas, and everyone just assumes they're plotting how to mess with the production team tomorrow.

The hall remained lively.

Zheng Kai immediately grabbed Li Chen and Wang Baoqiang to fill the hole, and joined Baby at a table, and the mahjong machine started running again.

Wang Mian, like a well-behaved child, squatted down next to Tao Zhe and Wang Zulan with a small notebook, humbly asking for advice on how to write lyrics with more feeling.

On the other side of the sofa, Dilraba and Song Yuqi, two top beauties, were snuggled together.

The two, each holding a phone, were huddled together, engrossed in a lively discussion about a high-end couture brand's new autumn/winter collection, occasionally letting out giggles.

Let's switch our focus back to the bedroom.

As soon as he entered the room, Chen He couldn't wait to plop down on the large, soft bed.

He rubbed his bloated stomach, his expression unusually serious.

"No, Noko, why are you being so mysterious? What's going on?"

Chen He's mind was racing.

"Could it be that something went wrong with your company?"

Chen He frowned: "Or is it that someone on the capital side doesn't like you and is planning to cause trouble? Tell me, if anyone's targeting you, we brothers will absolutely not stand for it!"

Deng Chao and Lu Han also pulled up chairs and sat down.

Both of them had solemn expressions.

"Yeah, Ono, just say what's wrong, we'll all get through this together."

Deng Chao put the thermos aside and spoke in a serious tone.

Chen Ye leaned against the windowsill, arms crossed, and couldn't help but smile as he looked at the three seasoned veterans who seemed to be on high alert.

"What are you thinking? This isn't company business."

"Isn't this a company matter?" Deng Chao was stunned.

What else could possibly warrant holding a secret meeting away from cameras?

Lu Han blinked her big eyes and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Are you going to retire from the entertainment industry again?"

The room was silent for two seconds.

Chen Ye paused briefly, looking at the three men whose faces were full of question marks.

The image of Song Yuqi asking him last night in the double sleeping bag, "When are we getting married?" flashed through his mind.

And then there's this silly girl's domineering declaration that she's prepared to spend all her money to support him.

Chen Ye's eyes became extremely deep and determined.

He didn't intend to hide it from his brothers.

This grand spectacle requires their cooperation to break through the ceiling of the Chinese entertainment industry.

Chen Ye stared at them, his voice calm, yet he casually dropped a nuclear bomb.

"I'm going to propose."

Gan.

The bedroom fell into a deathly silence.

Deng Chao's chin was slightly open, and he couldn't close his mouth for a long time.

Chen He's already small eyes widened to the point of being like two copper bells, his eyeballs almost popping out.

The three of them collectively lost their minds.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

"Holy crap?!"

The one who reacted the most was not Chen He, but Lu Han.

This silly roe deer, who had just been dreaming about proposing to New J and having a third child in its tent last night, was as still as if it had a spring under its butt.

With a "bang," Lu Han was launched directly from the chair into the air.

He suddenly lunged in front of Chen Ye, gripping his hair tightly with both hands, his voice cracking from extreme shock.

"What?!"

Lu Han stared at Chen Ye, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"What the hell did you just say you were going to do?!"

"You're proposing?!"