Huayu 2005: Chat groups are full of real celebrities

Before Guo Jian could even speak, a powerful roar erupted from the loudspeaker.

"Didn't I just transfer you 10,000 yuan a few days ago?"

"Did you fucking finish building it for me again?"

"Do you think your old man is a money-printing machine?!"

The sound silenced the entire living room for a moment.

Guo Jian froze completely.

He never dreamed that his father's opening remarks would be such a blow.

I shouldn't have turned on speakerphone...

The three from Jiangbei all widened their eyes in unison.

Then, they all looked on with envy.

Holy crap, still making 10,000 every month after graduation?

Is this the happiness of the second generation?

Ruan Fei muttered to himself:

"Sixth Brother."

"If I fail in my business venture in the future..."

"Can I recognize Uncle Guo as my godfather?"

Cui Hao added insult to injury in a serious tone:

"queue."

"I'm in front of you."

Jiang Bei stroked his chin, seemingly lost in thought.

"The vision is too narrow."

"We should consider having him marry into the family."

Guo Jian's forehead veins throbbed: "Get lost!"

He quickly turned down the volume on his phone and used his body to block it, afraid that these three bastards would hear some more embarrassing stories.

"Old man!"

"This time it's really not about the money!"

"This is important business!"

"Liu Yifei, you know? She's got her eye on our 12530 endorsement deal. She asked me to find out who's in charge of this..."

Before I could finish speaking, there was a sudden moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

Subsequently, Guo Chunlin automatically filtered out all the subsequent content.

"What Liu Yifei?"

"A girl?"

"Someone you just met?"

"Classmate or colleague?"

Which organization is it from?

"Is this the blind date that Lao Zhang introduced you to?"

He knew his son's character all too well.

Although that brat is a lazy bum, he has one thing in common that's particularly admirable:

I never accept jobs that require favors or connections.

They actually called me today to ask about a favor...

That must be for the girl!

Guo Jian: "..."

He already regretted making that call.

This family meeting was more detailed than a company report.

Before he could even speak, a loud shout came from the other end of the phone.

"Old He—"

"Come out quickly!"

"The child has met the girl!"

The sound was so loud it was like a radio broadcast.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of slippers clattering grew closer.

A woman's voice suddenly burst onto the battlefield.

"What's going on?"

"Which family's daughter is she?"

How old are you?

"Is she pretty?"

"Where have we reached in our discussions?"

"Didn't you hold hands?"

"Don't be shy, tell Mom the truth!"

"Mom told you a long time ago to go to a big city!"

"There are more girls in big cities; they have higher standards, but they also value manners more!"

"If she's a decent girl, Mom will support you pursuing her!"

The three from Jiangbei were laughing so hard their shoulders were shaking.

Ruan Fei's face turned bright red as he held back his anger.

"Aunt He... her fighting power is quite formidable."

Cui Hao had already leaned on the table:

"These aren't parents, they're the intelligence department."

Jiangbei nodded seriously:

"It is recommended to include them in the angel investor system."

"Specializing in marriage and relationship matters."

Guo Jian's face turned completely green.

He glared at the three people: "Get lost!"

Then, speaking into the microphone:

"mom!"

"Can you let me say a complete sentence?"

"She's Liu Yifei!"

"That fairy-like beauty from 'Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils'!"

"They didn't come to our house for a blind date!"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

Then, He Huilan's tone instantly became self-righteous:

"What happened to the fairy sister?"

"Even a fairy goddess is a girl."

"You really have to like my son."

"Mom isn't someone who can't consider it."

The air went silent for a second, then exploded.

Ruan Fei: "Hahahahahahaha!!!"

Cui Hao: "Auntie's comment was the harshest!!"

Jiang Bei laughed so hard he leaned back on the sofa.

"This is no longer family education."

"This is a strategic matchmaking guide."

"We can start thinking about names for the child in advance."

Guo Jian's face turned completely red.

"mom!!!"

"Stop talking nonsense!!"

"She's a big star!"

"They didn't descend to earth to help the poor!!"

The person on the other end of the phone casually added insult to injury.

"oh."

"Then you are indeed not good enough for her."

The air froze instantly.

Jiang Bei burst out laughing and covered his face.

"Uncle Guo's stab..."

"This is a cognitive crushing blow."

Guo Jian: "..."

He really wants to throw his phone into the Yangtze River right now.

The person on the other end of the phone finally got back to the main topic:

"Say it."

"What exactly happened?"

"Don't delay my meal."

Guo Jian took a deep breath and pieced together all the dignity he had left in his life.

"It's important business."

"The one who endorsed 12530."

"Who exactly is in charge?"

……

At this moment, the topic finally shifted from "family and emotional issues" back to "business consulting".

"12530?"

On the other end of the phone, Guo Chunlin was visibly taken aback.

He muttered it to himself twice.

"12530……12530……"

Two seconds later, he seemed to remember.

"oh!"

"A wireless music hub, huh?"

"That project is in your data department."

"Just find Li Xiangdong."

After he finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly remember something.

"Forget it, don't bother looking for it."

Tell me the specifics.

"I'll call Xiao Li."

Guo Jian didn't hide anything and briefly explained Liu Yifei, the 12530 endorsement, and the project plan.

One last sentence was added.

"The proposal has been sent to your email."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

"Mail?"

"Wait a minute..."

"My computer isn't on yet."

Immediately afterwards, there was a series of crackling sounds.

Clearly, Comrade Guo has begun his battle with the computer.

Guo Jian rubbed his forehead:

"Old Guo".

"Not the monitor."

"Press host".

"The main unit!"

"That black box!"

The person on the other end of the phone immediately became unhappy:

"I know!"

"Don't rush me!"

"Who said I don't know how to use a computer?"

……

One minute later, the computer finally started up.

Another flurry of random mouse clicks.

"Huh? Why isn't it responding?"

Guo Jian's temples throbbed.

Double-click! Double-click!

"Not just once!"

"Oh dear, you turned it off again..."

The three people from Jiangbei were practically laughing hysterically.

Ruan Fei sighed softly:

"So even the boss is afraid of computers."

Jiangbei nodded seriously:

"This shows that everyone is equal in front of a computer."

Cui Hao added insult to injury: "Except for Microsoft."

After another two minutes of fiddling, a voice finally came from the other end of the phone.

"It's open!"

Guo Jian breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Attachment, download, yes, that Word document."

……

Ten seconds later.

The phone suddenly went silent.

It was unusually quiet.

Immediately afterwards, a cry of surprise burst out.

"12530, press my ringtone!"

"Who wrote this?!"

The voice was even louder than when he was cursing Guo Jian earlier.

Guo Jian was startled:

"My friend, what's wrong?"

There was silence again on the other end of the phone.

After a long pause, Guo Chunlin slowly spoke:

"Child."

Do you know?

"Has Wireless Music Base recently been holding a nationwide contest to collect GG (Goblin) slang?"

Guo Jian was taken aback: "I know a little."

"The prize money is huge? Fifty thousand?"

The person on the other end of the phone immediately burst out laughing:

"fifty thousand?"

Which one do you look down on?

"Their first prize is one million."

"A whole million."

The living room fell silent instantly.

The cigarette in Ruan Fei's mouth fell to the ground again.

This time, he even forgot to pick it up.

Cui Hao started counting on his fingers.

"Five words..."

"Two hundred thousand for a single word..."

Holy crap.

"I ramble on for tens of thousands of words every day."

"So, did I lose hundreds of millions by the end of the day?"