Huayu 2005: Chat groups are full of real celebrities

Before we knew it, the night had quietly slipped by.

It wasn't until dawn that the dozen-plus-page "Tuibo Website Outline Design" was finally completed.

Jiang Bei checked it again from the beginning, and only after confirming that there were no obvious logical problems did he press the seal.

The printer hummed softly as it slowly ejected sheets of paper, carrying a faint smell of ink.

He reached out and took it, then added some markings to several structural diagrams that were inconvenient to modify electronically.

After doing all this, he put the documents aside and let out a long sigh.

When Jiang Bei first transmigrated, all he had in mind was the experience of a producer.

However, as the original owner's memories and his experiences continue to merge,

At this moment, he began to have intuitive judgments about IT knowledge such as code structure and product logic.

Even some internet events that were only briefly mentioned in the news in later generations now seem to have a clearer causal chain when viewed in retrospect.

This feeling is wonderful.

It's like standing at the finish line and looking back at the entire racecourse.

Many choices that were once incomprehensible now seem perfectly logical.

That's why.

Designing this product framework has become very easy for him now.

All the work is done, and I was just about to take a short nap on the sofa.

dong dong.

A knock came at the door.

Jiangbei got up and opened the door.

Two figures stood outside the door.

Liu Yifei with her signature tooth-shaped hairpins, and Shu Chang.

Shu Chang stood behind Liu Yifei, half a head shorter than her.

A light-colored top paired with simple jeans, without much embellishment, makes the whole person look exceptionally clean.

She doesn't have the kind of beauty that's immediately striking.

It's the kind of thing that gets more and more pleasing to the eye the more you look at it.

A small, delicate face with exquisite and refined features.

Her eyes were clear and bright, revealing a touch of girlish liveliness.

Even though she has been in the industry for many years, she still doesn't have much of a celebrity air about her.

She's more like the kind of girl you'd see anywhere on campus, but who always makes you want to take a second look.

Even though he was used to seeing all kinds of celebrities from later generations, Jiang Bei was still slightly stunned when two national goddesses stood at the door at the same time.

Shu Chang blushed slightly under his gaze, pursed her lips, and whispered a reminder:

"...Aren't you going to invite us in?"

Jiang Bei then came to his senses and stepped aside.

"Please come in quickly."

The room had already been cleaned and tidied by Jiang Bei several times by this time.

The desktop was clean, the floor was shiny, and even the air felt much fresher.

Compared to yesterday's "hangover disaster," it's like a completely different place.

Liu Yifei glanced at it and nodded slightly.

This guy doesn't seem too sloppy.

She casually placed a delicate disposable lunchbox on the table:

"Breakfast bought by my assistant."

"Changchang and I can't finish it, so you're lucky."

His tone was casual, but his actions were very natural.

After she finished speaking, her gaze lingered on Jiang Bei's face for a moment.

That glance made her pause slightly.

Jiangbei is not in good condition.

His eyes were dark and his face was pale, with obvious bloodshot veins under his eyes; it was clear he hadn't slept all night.

It's not just about staying up late; it's about completely draining your brain.

She subconsciously assumed that he was stressed about the endorsements and the website, and her heart softened inexplicably, so her tone also softened:

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

"The endorsement thing was just something I mentioned casually."

She paused, then added:

"If you really can't reach an agreement, don't force it."

Jiang Bei had just opened the lunchbox when the steam came out, and he paused for half a second.

Toothbrush... how could he say something like that?

Are you offering a way out?

This art style doesn't seem like her at all!

As he ate, he remained vigilant.

Is this woman planting some kind of landmine again?

On the surface, however, they pretended to be calm.

"fine."

"It's almost already underway."

"The proposal has been submitted."

"We're just waiting for them to make the decision."

He spoke casually, as if he was already absolutely certain of success.

After hearing this, Liu Yifei's lips visibly twitched downwards, and her eyes changed.

Half of my "soft-heartedness" was instantly washed away.

This person is really...

They won't even take a chance when offered one.

He's just being stubborn!

You deserve to stay up all night every day!

She gave a soft hum.

"OK."

"Then I'll wait for your 'good news'."

His tone had returned to that slightly defiant sneer.

Jiang Bei was completely unaware of her emotional change. He finished his breakfast in a few bites, wiped his hands, and finally felt a little better.

He looked up and glanced at the two people in front of him.

One is aloof, the other is clear.

The fact that they were all standing in his little house felt somewhat unreal and out of place.

He paused, then spoke:

"Alright."

"Where shall we begin?"

"Should we talk about the website first, or practice singing first?"

Liu Yifei didn't respond to his comment, but instead deliberately turned her head and glanced around:

"Didn't they say they have professional website building consultants?"

"Where is it? Is it hidden in the refrigerator?"

Jiangbei thumped his chest, speaking with righteous indignation:

"You can't see such a big, living person?"

Liu Yifei stared at him for a full two seconds, her eyes clearly saying, "Are you kidding me?"

"……you?"

Shu Chang couldn't help but burst out laughing, then quickly pursed his lips.

Jiangbei nodded seriously:

"That's right, it is I!"

Liu Yifei curled her lips:

"Don't tell me it's website development, graphic design, system upgrades, routine maintenance, content editing..."

She counted them off one by one on her fingers.

"Is it all just you by yourself?"

Jiang Bei blushed, but still forced himself to say:

"It's a startup, after all."

"Every penny saved is a penny saved."

"This is called flat management."

Liu Yifei gave a soft "heh":

"A startup?"

"I think it's more like a shell company."

As she spoke, she scanned the rented room from inside to outside again, her gaze finally settling back on Jiang Bei:

"You're all alone, inside and out."

"Meeting with clients is also like meeting at your own home."

"I must have been out of my mind to believe you."

She was genuinely impressed.

This guy in front of me was clearly swindled out of his underwear by his ex-girlfriend.

But they always act like big bad wolves.

If those two songs weren't truly amazing...

She now wants to just grab Shu Chang and leave.

Jiangbei was also a bit confused.

One second I was bringing myself breakfast and telling myself not to put too much pressure on myself.

Why did you start sabotaging me the very next second?

Moreover, they demolished it without any mercy.

I didn't offend her at all!

More importantly—

Shu Chang, standing beside him, also began to show a hint of doubt.

Jiang Bei's competitive spirit surged up instantly.

Damn it, how could two goddesses of ancient costumes look down on me?

Without saying a word.

"Snapped!"

I slapped the freshly printed "Tuibo Website Outline Design" directly onto the coffee table.

"You guys take a look first."

"After you've seen it, then you can say whether it's a shell company or not!"

The slap startled both girls for a moment.

Liu Yifei and Shu Chang exchanged a glance and subconsciously picked up the plan and started flipping through it.

At first, the two of them were just casually browsing.

But the further he flipped through the pages, the deeper his brows furrowed, and the casualness in his eyes gradually disappeared.

A few minutes later, Liu Yifei finally raised her head and looked at Jiang Bei with a puzzled expression:

"What is this?"

"This forum doesn't resemble a forum."

"A blog is not like a blog."

She looked down and turned another page, becoming increasingly confused. Finally, she looked up and couldn't help but ask:

"This is... a personal website?"

"Or is it some kind of new type of BBS?"