Chapter 1788: Candor

"You're back! I thought you wouldn't arrive until tonight."

Zhuang Zhuang stood up happily and came over to hug Wang Yan. However, the fragrance between his nose and hers made her brow furrow slightly, though everything returned to normal after the hug.

"I specifically chose to land during the day to make it convenient for reporters to interview me."

"Wouldn't it be the same if you scheduled it for later?"

Zhuang Zhuang reached out to help Wang Yan take off his coat.

The factory had its own heating supply and a boiler room; it was fired up well, and the heating was very strong, so it was still very warm indoors.

Wang Yan smiled and said, "There's a saying: 'Wealth without returning home is like wearing brocade in the dark.' If I schedule interviews with reporters later, compared to a group of reporters waiting bitterly at the airport to block me for an interview, the effect is definitely different."

"This time, with it being so explosive, I definitely have to take advantage of this tailwind to make great strides forward. I'm not afraid of the hustle and bustle; I'm only afraid of it being quiet. After all, you've seen the movie. Although I've tried to make it as simple and easy to understand as possible, there is still a certain threshold for viewing. It'll just cheat a wave of box office; those who like it will love it, and those who don't will probably wish they could curse me to death."

"It's not as exaggerated as you say," Zhuang Zhuang said. "You say there's a threshold for watching the movie, but most of the masses who watch movies now are also cultured. If they watch it once, they can always understand something. I think you will definitely have a double harvest of box office and reputation."

As the saying goes, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Zhuang Zhuang always found angles to comfort Wang Yan, hoping to give him confidence and strength.

This couldn't really be blamed on Zhuang Zhuang; in fact, Wang Yan was very confident, he was just saying that. Low-key and humble were traditional virtues, and he had always done quite well in this regard, so much so that he was often thought to be showing off—it was truly a great misunderstanding of him.

"We've already made a lot of money abroad—ten million in cash. I ate with Factory Manager Han today when I got back; he said he would help me find a bank loan, first lending eight million. When the money arrives, we'll split a sum with Dongzi and buy a house first. We're so rich now, yet we're still living in 'Winter Goes, Spring Comes'—the pressure on the other tenants must be so high. Let's let each other off the hook."

Zhuang Zhuang scolded playfully, "I've been in contact with quite a few of them; they aren't bad people. You made your fortune so fast, so envy, jealousy, and hatred are inevitable. If it were me, watching you get rich so quickly, I wouldn't be able to sleep either."

"Then look, if I knew you couldn't sleep, how scared I would be. You say, what if one day you're unhappy, watching me swaying and showing off there, feeling unbalanced in your heart, getting more and more stifled the more you think about it, and you come over in the middle of the night to hack me to death—what then?"

"Hack you to death?" Zhuang Zhuang looked disgusted. "Just tell me, since you came to the capital, how many fights have you been in? Who dares to hack you? Who can hack you?"

"No matter how high one's Wu Gong is, one still fears a kitchen knife. Besides, I don't know any Wu Gong; I just rely on my good physical fitness. I should still be afraid."

Wang Yan turned and said, "And even if you don't consider me, you have to consider yourself. Listen, your 'heavenly voice' has been playing on the radio for a month; you're a pop singer with a representative work, and you're so beautiful. What if someone has evil intentions?"

"Go away, you're talking nonsense. You're the one with the most evil intentions; who else could there be?" Zhuang Zhuang pouted, her little fists pounding on Wang Yan's chest.

Wang Yan took the opportunity to hold her in his arms and sat on a stool.

Feeling the solid touch, Zhuang Zhuang felt very at ease. She was in Wang Yan's arms, chattering about the company's affairs during this period.

Just as Wang Yan said before going abroad, during this period, the factory had been producing steadily. Although sales had increased recently, there was inventory to cover it, so the factory was still in a state of peaceful years.

However, because of the long-term overtime work, the employees had some mental fatigue and irritability. There were a few who quarreled and fought, and some who had their hands broken by machines due to work negligence. Zhuang Zhuang had handled them quite properly.

This kind of personal production safety problem was unavoidable. No matter how excellent the system and how reasonable the production process, it could not solve the problem of human differences.

So, if there were these problems, just spending money to solve them was enough. There was no need to argue with the workers about whether it was their personal reason that led to the problem, thereby paying less money. What should be done more is to let other workers take it as a warning and absorb the lessons.

The design of the system and process was to ensure the comprehensive progress of production and to avoid large-scale production accidents to the greatest extent.

In this regard, Wang Yan was of course quite in place. Even though the factory was not big now, it had ensured the safety of the workers and the property of the factory to the greatest extent.

But come to think of it, the current factory was actually quite large; "not big" was only relative. After all, the current factory mainly produced dry materials, and other soy sauce and vinegar had other factories. Even for dry materials, there were many workshops, so there was another factory for production.

Han Sanping said his seasoning output value was just ten million, which was really underestimating it; it had already reached a scale of tens of millions.

It was just that it was also a reality that Wang Yan and Liu Qiangdong had no money in their hands. Although they earned a lot of money, logistics, warehousing, promotion, production expansion, factory construction, labor welfare... a whole bunch of things all needed money, and it was all spent.

But this was of course worth it. The temporary hardship was exchanged for the expansion of the company's scale. Nowadays, in the domestic seasoning industry, it was also among the best, and the future was still very bright.

Wang Yan stroked Zhuang Zhuang's thigh and affirmed her work during this period: "You did a good job. I decided to reward you heavily."

"How heavy?"

"As heavy as it gets."

Zhuang Zhuang was very good in this regard. Since Wang Yan said he would reward her heavily, she would not care about whether Wang Yan had been traveling hard and drinking with Han Sanping and needed to rest. She would just accompany him; whatever Wang Yan said, she would support.

Thus, the venue shifted to the dormitory where the artillery fire was rumbling. Zhuang Zhuang's hair was already soaked with sweat, her pretty face flushed red as she lay limp in someone's arms, and even her treasure was mastered by someone.

"Is it particularly good abroad?" Zhuang Zhuang asked weakly.

"It's okay. It's just that I hadn't seen it before, so everything looked fresh. After staying there for more than half a month and walking around everywhere, it was just so-so. It's definitely richer than ours, but to say it's particularly good, that's not necessarily true."

"Did you and Ranran play there?"

Wang Yan nodded: "Yes, every day besides watching the screened movies, we were playing everywhere outside. I also bought a camera there and took a lot of photos. Besides, I bought you bags, cosmetics, and so on, saying it's cheaper than buying them domestically. They are all in the suitcase; I'll take them out for you tomorrow. Let's say it first: whether you like them or not, you have to like them; there's nowhere to return them."

"Whatever you give me, I like."

"Whatever you like, I'll give you." Wang Yan exerted a little force to show his determination.

"Too cheesy." Zhuang Zhuang felt a chill and squirmed in Wang Yan's arms.

The two of them were giggling and quite happy. Although they could be considered an old married couple, they were also very sweet.

Zhuang Zhuang asked about Wang Yan's experiences abroad, and Wang Yan talked about many interesting things that happened, many people he met, many landscapes he had seen, and also told her how he negotiated with foreigners and how he negotiated the price so high.

"What about Ranran? What did she do there?"

"Basically everything I said, she followed along by my side."

Zhuang Zhuang was silent.

The original happiness and sweetness suddenly disappeared with Zhuang Zhuang's sudden silence.

Wang Yan also didn't speak. Silence was a kind of power, and he had always been accustomed to silence. Perhaps it could be said that he was silence itself. After all, he had been roaming the heavens for two thousand years, and with no one to accompany him, he only had silence.

After a long while, Zhuang Zhuang said: "Ranran seems to have always been quite close to you. Tao Liangliang has been shamelessly pursuing her for so long, but she still doesn't give Tao Liangliang a good look. And that big boss surnamed Chu mentioned before, he also seems to have taken a fancy to Ranran and looked for her many times, but Ranran ignored him..."

"I slept with her."

"What?"

Wang Yan's sudden words were such that even Zhuang Zhuang, who was mentally prepared, didn't react. She sat up in disbelief, ignoring the beautiful scenery exposed, and looked at the damn someone in astonishment.

"This time we went to Berlin, the day after the opening ceremony..."

Wang Yan was not a good person, but he had always been very honest. If he did it, he did it; he would not deceive anyone.

Zhuang Zhuang was a smart person, and he believed that she had already noticed it, but Wang Yan really didn't hide it in their daily contact. Whether to break these things open or not was in Zhuang Zhuang's hands.

If Zhuang Zhuang didn't ask, he naturally wouldn't say it; that would be looking for trouble for himself. Now that Zhuang Zhuang asked, he naturally told the truth directly.

So he told Zhuang Zhuang everything about his time in Berlin with Shen Ranran, including Shen Ranran's life and Shen Ranran's thoughts, exactly as it was.

Zhuang Zhuang's tears burst out as she listened, looking at Wang Yan so sorrowfully, listening to Wang Yan telling the love story with someone else. Wang Yan also thoughtfully handed her the paper...

Zhuang Zhuang's tears and snot flowed together: "She said that after returning to China, it would be the same as before. Do you think she can do it?"

"No."

Wang Yan also talked about Shen Ranran's reluctance to part and countless words left unsaid when they parted at "Winter Goes, Spring Comes" today.

"So you intend to keep this relationship with her?"

"Zhuang Zhuang, you know I'm a practical person. Ranran's matter was an accident, mainly because we were in contact too much, and Ranran was too proactive..."

After Wang Yan analyzed the subjective reasons, he talked about the objective reasons: "But let's consider the reality. Zhuang Zhuang, you should have heard that many men go bad when they have money, and heroes have a hard time passing the beauty pass. Including the film and television circle, and your singing circle..."

"Then what do you think of me? I should be considered to have achieved a certain success now, with such a big seasoning company; wherever I go in the capital, I can see my seasoning... I made a successful movie, including Shen Ranran and several other leads you've seen. Because of this play, their future acting path will be much easier, and they can earn more money."

"That Boss Chu you mentioned—I didn't tell you the details of the meal at that time. At that time... you said he killed many birds with one stone; Shen Ranran was just a bonus."

"This is just one Shen Ranran. Look at so many stars in the movie, and then look at so many Shen Ranrans who want to act and want to be stars..."

Wang Yan began to exert his skills, and what he said was very explosive and could not be made public.

After all, people have always said one thing and done another. He could do bad things secretly, but what he showed still had to be great, bright, and upright. In this regard, Wang Yan was no different from others, except that he only had this little problem, while others had many problems.

Of course, this didn't mean he was a jackal with others. After all, he was not only daring to say these things to Zhuang Zhuang, but as long as it could be broadcast, he actually didn't care. Who knows if his explosive remarks were words to awaken the world.

In short, with Wang Yan's explosive remarks, Zhuang Zhuang was stabilized.

It was inevitable to have emotions, but she wouldn't seek death. Especially after continuing to communicate in depth, letting Zhuang Zhuang feel that Wang Yan was not completely happy when he was with her alone, this also gave Zhuang Zhuang a little more understanding.

As long as this was enough, the rest was just for Wang Yan to let Zhuang Zhuang feel that although there was one more Shen Ranran, he was still the same to Zhuang Zhuang, and she was irreplaceable by anyone.

People will always compromise; it just depends on how high the sunk cost is and how great the benefits are.

For Zhuang Zhuang, she was the one who skewered lamb skewers with Wang Yan, accompanied Wang Yan to set up a stall in Zhongguancun, and went through thick and thin together. Wang Yan accompanied her to her home, and her mother was very satisfied. He also wrote songs for her, making her popular all over the country with one song. At the same time, Wang Yan was so talented and treated her well, so he was invincible.

She knew that if she missed Wang Yan, she would never find anyone who could compare to him.

Everything was the same as before, except that there was one more Shen Ranran, and it was just that he had to go out for some time every month. Even if there was no Shen Ranran, Wang Yan said he was on a business trip and had things to do during the day; she couldn't keep an eye on him, and she wouldn't know what Wang Yan had done.

Instead, it was like this now: Wang Yan clearly told her there was a Shen Ranran, which made her feel more at ease. Otherwise, she would only think if there were more.

Once the seeds of doubt were planted, they could never be gathered back. She would always be suspicious, and then even if Wang Yan said he was innocent, she wouldn't believe it.

For Zhuang Zhuang, this was a long night. Even though she was exhausted and very tired, she had no sleepiness. In Wang Yan's arms, countless thoughts emerged and disappeared in her mind.

What remained unchanged was that Wang Yan held her all night...

The next day, it seemed like nothing had happened. Wang Yan was still so gentle and treated Zhuang Zhuang as usual, which gave Zhuang Zhuang, who hadn't slept all night, a feeling of unreality.

But these unrealities all disappeared under Wang Yan's real comfort, and she finally fell into a deep sleep on the morning after knowing the bad news...

After comforting Zhuang Zhuang, Wang Yan held a meeting with Liu Qiangdong and some senior leaders of the company, telling them the good news that a large sum of money was coming and the company would continue to expand. After arranging the corresponding tasks, he waited for the movie to be released...

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