Chapter 1160

This day is New Year's Eve.

Early in the morning, the house becomes busy.

Outside the door, they pasted the spring couplets that Wang Dong and his wife bought on the way, and on the elevator door facing the entrance, they also pasted "Good Fortune Upon Leaving," and inside the house, upstairs and downstairs, they pasted a pile of "Fu" characters.

The two children were also dressed in red clothes, and even the cat and dog were tied with little red hats; nobody was left out, highlighting a festive atmosphere.

As the cook, Wang Yan also started working early, preparing various ingredients—ingredients from land, sea, and river were all there, and dishes from both northern and southern cuisines were all ready.

The house is really not lacking in things. Originally, at the end of the year, the group would also centrally purchase New Year goods to distribute to employees, and subordinates brought some seafood and river food to send over. And at the end of the year, the heads of various departments also had to flatter him; they all came from all over the country, and each place had some specialties, so they brought him another big pile.

Adding to that, his parents were traveling outside, buying wherever they went, and they also brought back a big pile; there was everything, and nothing was missing. Even two days ago, Wang Yan specifically picked out a batch of things and sent them to Wei Lan's house. He got another batch and let his mother look after sending them to some relatives and friends.

While Wang Yan was cooking, Zhang Xia was there using her phone to video chat with relatives and friends, showing off her grandson and granddaughter. She also video chatted with Wei Lan's parents, chatting idly, and making an appointment to go to Changan to play for a while.

When they got married before, Wang Yan's parents went once, but didn't stay long. At that time, Wang Yan hadn't become super rich yet, and his parents were researching what small business to do to preserve their capital. It wasn't until a few months later that Wang Yan received national support, and his parents' desire to do business completely disappeared; all day long, they just played and consumed.

In this lively way, it reached noon, and Wang Yan also made a big table of dishes. Just like before, Wang Yan and the others, four people, sat around a table to eat, and the two little ones held their milk bottles and drank away. Even the cat and dog had an extra meal today, spending the New Year together with their owners.

Wang Yan was still drinking little cups with his father; perhaps because it was the New Year, everyone's chatting also carried a sense of summary.

"Oh my, this year we really walked a lot; we went to too many places, I can't even count them." Zhang Xia said with emotion.

"That's because you walked too fast." Wang Yan laughed, "Don't be like fighting a war; everywhere you go is just a fleeting glance, you look at it roughly and then change places—what's the rush for that stuff? Next year, when you two go out to play, find a hotel in a place and stay for a month, slowly strolling around to look, and then you'll see the taste of it."

"What? You want me to live there?" Zhang Xia rolled her eyes at her big son, "The place is unfamiliar, just look and that's it. If the time is long, the feeling won't be right. It's just these two years that we can still play; when we've played enough, your dad and I will go home. No matter how good it is outside, it's not as good as our own dog kennel."

Wang Dong didn't speak, but seemed to have a different opinion.

Zhang Xia glanced at him: "What, do you have something to say?"

"You all watch, I didn't say a word." Wang Dong amusingly asked his son and daughter-in-law to judge.

Wei Lan smiles, saying: "China is so big, there are still many places to see, Mom."

Wang Yan nods in agreement: "Going back is even more meaningless; if you really go back, those relatives and friends of our family will block our house every day to pull connections, and they'll all become 'real' relatives and friends."

Wang Dong and Zhang Xia had already experienced this, and they really had a deep understanding of it.

Zhang Xia was also a bit helpless: "Then what do you say we should do?"

"Distance creates beauty." Wang Yan laughed, "You have a sharp tongue but a soft heart, and you don't know how to refuse to their faces. Today two or three thousand, tomorrow two or three ten thousand, what about the day after tomorrow? There are also those asking me to arrange jobs, opening their mouths to be leaders—how do you talk to people like that?

You and my dad are still worried about people talking bad behind your backs. But people are just like this, greedy and never satisfied no matter how much you give. So, you two shouldn't look for trouble for yourselves. Really speaking, having these relatives and friends is no different from an unfamiliar place, and it's actually more worry-free outside."

"I don't need you to lecture me, don't make me scold you on New Year's." Zhang Xia glared at her precious son.

Wang Yan laughs heartily, then stops speaking, drinking wine with his father.

Eating and drinking, after a while, they video chatted with Wei Lan's parents again, showing each other the food on the table, and Wang Dong drank wine with his in-laws across the phone, calling each other brothers.

His father is just like this; when he drinks too much wine, he becomes active, a completely different person from his usual silent self. Of course, his drinking manner is still okay, he just talks a bit more, but doesn't cause trouble...

Wang Yan kept accompanying them on the side, occasionally interjecting a few sentences to interact, which could be considered lively.

Every time this moment comes, he always has some emotion, sighing at time.

When he first received the favor of the "Living Father," it was on the night of New Year's Eve, and in the blink of an eye, it is already the third year. In these three years, he has experienced more than a thousand years of time, and has also become a pivotal person in the real world. His parents have escaped from heavy physical labor, and he himself has married a wife and has a pair of boy-girl twins.

It really is "past events spanning a thousand years"; in these thousand years of past events, the life of the first twenty-eight years floated up, and for a moment, he only felt a mix of feelings, an indescribable complexity surging in his heart...

After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the New Year was over, and Wang Dong and Zhang Xia set off on their travels once again.

It's not that Wang Yan wouldn't let them live here, but the old couple themselves didn't want to live here; if it were to let them take care of their grandson and granddaughter, that would be fine, but their precious son wouldn't let them, and they had no interest in staying here.

Although they talked about going back to their hometown and so on, in reality, after the old couple played for a year, their mindset had changed. Being able to go everywhere to see new things without worry, probably few people are willing to stay at home day after day.

This time when they set off, Wang Dong also took one of the cameras from home. He said that seeing other old men carrying cameras and clicking away, he also wanted to try his hand at it. Wang Yan trained his father for a period of time, explaining the use of the camera clearly.

He didn't say anything else, just let his father take photos and send them to him, and he, the son, would do the post-processing for the photos.

His father was very satisfied, carrying his camera bag and setting off in high spirits...

Wang Yan and Wei Lan also started their work and life for the new year.

This morning, the doorbell rang. Wang Yan said "open the door," the smart gate slowly opened, and he saw Sun Yi standing at the door, with a property security guard following behind helping to carry things.

"Wang Zong, I've come to report work to you."

"That's too formal, you're being a stranger." Wang Yan says with a smile, "Come in, no need to change shoes, Wei Lan has been waiting for you for a long time, I'll handle these things."

"Then I'll trouble the big boss; these were all brought over by Wei Lan's mom and dad." Sun Yi isn't polite either, and while speaking, she goes into the house to find Wei Lan and see the children.

Wang Yan follows the two security guards and moves everything into the house; these are things Wei Lan likes to eat. Sun Yi visited Wei Lan's house, and Wei Lan's parents let her bring them over.

It's not that Sun Yi is pretentious, but she and Wei Lan are really quite good; in the past, during New Year and holidays, if she was in Changan, she would also go to Wei Lan's house to visit. Similarly, Wei Lan would also go to Sun Yi's house to walk around.

Now the one in a difficult position is Sun Yi; after all, Wei Lan has gotten rich, and not just ordinarily rich, she is basically among the few people in the country who count. If she stays far away, it's not appropriate; if she stays close, it seems like something is off—no matter what, it's not natural.

However, Wei Lan is also quite good and takes good care of Sun Yi; the two of them cooperate tacitly, which can be considered adapting to the new changes in their relationship.

In addition, in her career, Sun Yi is also doing very well.

After doing it for more than half a year, Sun Yi steadily supplies more and more clothing donations for students in remote areas to the charity fund, as well as the increasing number of employees of the Long Teng Group.

To be able to supply them, she inevitably had to expand the factory scale. But Sun Yi didn't use any more capital injection from the group, but relied on legitimate clothing revenue to expand the factory scale.

After such a long time, she used live streaming, advertisements, participating in various shows, and recruiting excellent designers to constantly enrich the product series, improve the quality of anchors—men are handsome and women are beautiful—improve the quality of customer service personnel, and ensure after-sales protection. Under such various conditions, she achieved success. Now in the live streaming room, the number of online viewers is stable at over a thousand, and the transaction volume is quite good.

Of course, it's not that she didn't want the group's support; she saw the full-time production team kept by the group, with editors, photographers, and the like all idle, and even the photographer's main job was taking photos for new employees.

This is the company's standard configuration: new employees take three portrait photos, wearing the company's full set of clothes and shoes—one full-body, one half-body, and one close-up. On the employee's personal system, the close-up photo is used, and many people also use this photo as their WeChat avatar.

Few people take photos so formally, the photography level is not low, plus professional lighting, as well as haircuts and makeup—the whole process, this photo is worth a few thousand yuan without a problem.

Sun Yi asked Wei Lan for a few people to go over, set up and upgrade the live streaming room, and thought of some scripts, filming clothing advertisements with plots, releasing them on major platforms, which had a significant spread, absorbed some fans, and had more consumers, so she did it steadily like this.

From this aspect, Sun Yi's ability is still sufficient.

Wang Yan didn't go over to chat, but continued to handle work problems. After a while, the doorbell rang again.

"Happy New Year, Wang Zong."

"Always saying useless things, the New Year is already over." Wang Yan says with a smile, "Why did you bring things?"

"Wild mountain tea from my hometown, it's especially good to drink, brought some for you to taste." Zhao Fu walks in with a smile and puts the tea on the table.

"Then let's brew a pot to feel it, you sit."

The two went to the tea table and sat down, Wang Yan fiddling with boiling water and brewing tea.

At this time, Zhao Fu heard Wei Lan and Sun Yi laughing: "Do you have guests?"

"Sun Yi, manager of Long Teng Clothing, is a friend of Wei Lan and me, you know."

Zhao Fu nods knowingly, casually praises Sun Yi a few times, and then starts talking about work matters.

"Before returning to Hangzhou, I specifically went to Suizhong and took a look at the construction site; although it hasn't been built yet, the feeling is especially spectacular. Really, I think you two should also go take a look."

"The design drawings are all in my head; as long as it doesn't go off track, it's all clear, no big problems. Has the construction period changed?"

"Still complaining it's not fast enough?" Zhao Fu shakes his head, "It's already three shifts, people stop but the work doesn't. According to the standard you said for sufficient initial use, it will be August or September at the earliest. The main thing is the decoration part; although the materials used are the best, the harmful substances in the decoration still need to dissipate for a period of time. The first batch of housing has already been built, and the decoration is basically finished; if you aren't afraid of hurting the children, you could go over now."

"I'm not afraid of hurting the children, but I'm also afraid of hurting our employees."

Decoration in three shifts, plus abundant human resources and low initial construction difficulty, the construction progress is flying fast. And the first phase of the building is already enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people for living and office work. It's just that in terms of living convenience, it's still a bit lacking. Hospitals, shopping malls, and so on, although they have all started construction, are also in three shifts, but the construction period is definitely longer.

Especially places like hospitals, it's actually not a problem of the construction period, but a problem of the doctor team, which is not easy to handle. After all, throwing money to poach has a limit, it can't be too outrageous, and excellent doctors won't be short of money.

However, Wang Yan also has advantages here; the hospital's configuration is top-notch, and the funding for medical research is sufficient, and so on...

The two chat idly, and when it reaches noon, Wang Yan cooks, and keeps Zhao Fu and Sun Yi for a meal before letting them go.

Sun Yi came to find Wei Lan to chat about feelings, and Zhao Fu didn't have any serious business either, just that the new year had started, so he came to report to Wang Yan, and also to communicate about work for the new year.

It wasn't just them; during this period, those who felt their position was sufficient all came to Wang Yan to chat. Including the first few old employees, they also came to see Wang Yan and the two children.

For the veteran-level employees, Wang Yan of course takes care of them; the group is so big, there will always be a place for them.

As employees arrive one after another, the group, which has become increasingly huge, starts to operate again, continuing to charge forward and create new brilliance.

Wang Yan's days finally returned to their normal rhythm; either poking cats and teasing dogs, looking after children, and accompanying his wife, or holding meetings and replying to emails.

Time passed like this, and the news of the "Living Father" arrived on schedule once again.

"《Soldiers Sortie》 Xu Sanduo: Growth."

This is a classic military drama, mainly talking about...

Wang Yan has watched this drama, only it was in the distant past. But he remembers that Xu Sanduo is the protagonist of this drama, and he grew up quite fast. In just a few years, from a silly boy in the countryside who was kicked around, he became a king of soldiers in the special forces. So what is the growth he wants?

For a few days, Wang Yan almost did nothing; besides cooking and looking after children, he just watched the drama. Wei Lan knew that Wang Yan had reached those few days of the month again. She was also used to this hobby of Wang Yan's, and she followed along to watch what she was willing to watch...

Revisiting the classic once again, watching it from beginning to end, Wang Yan thinks that perhaps Xu Sanduo's growth is quite costly to his comrades-in-arms, so he wants to become stronger faster, not wanting to remain as someone who doesn't want anything, has no goals, no direction, and doesn't know what he wants to do.

On an ordinary night, Wang Yan changed the diapers for the two little ones, pulled out the panel, and made his selection.

The familiar blue light flashed by...