NOVEL NEXT Chapter 94 - I Hate Expressionless Faces (2)
Chapter 94 – I Hate Expressionless Faces (2)
While it was crazy busy at Number One, the CEO of Shengshi Entertainment had already pulled three all-nighters and was woken up in the backseat of his car by his chauffeur’s “We are home”.
Groggily, he walked through the courtyard, into the mansion, and headed toward the staircase…
That was such a bad idea, living in such a large house was taking a toll on him!
Lu Xun, who always had a smile on him, wanted nothing more than to lie down and go to sleep right now.
“Little uncle!”
An expressionless face appeared on top of the stairs and almost scared awake the half-asleep Lu Xun.
That was why he hated those who looked so unhappy day in and day out, as though someone owed them $8 million yuan. Always that funeral face and never smiling.
For example, his brother… And his nephew whom he had no idea what to do with!
In comparison, that little Meng kid was much cuter.
He looked up at Lu Mingzhe. Fighting the pain in his eyes, he asked, “Hi, Zhe, no school today?”
“It’s still summer vacation,” replied Lu MingZhe calmly.
“Oh, okay. I am going to get some rest now?”
Lu MingZhe nodded and gave a very reserved “Mm”, much like an emperor allowing a little eunuch to greet him. He never even gave his uncle a direct look.
Lu Xun’s mouth twitched.
After he had returned to his room, he was no longer sleepy. Sure enough, he was scared awake by his own nephew.
Lu Xun suddenly thought about Meng Yuran.
That little kid was fun, especially when he was teased… And he was extremely territorial, like a little wolf pup.
Now that he had thought about him, Lu Xun turned on his cellphone and logged into Yaxing. The alias “Tyrant” popped out…
Granted, it was also the only alias in the entire friend’s list!
Lu Xun clicked into his personal profile. It was quite simple: Male, 13 years old.
Definitely his style, alright.
After clicking into his personal profile, he could see that Meng Yuran had only been in one channel…
Oh mi, and he had gifted the channel owner several hundreds of airplanes?
Lu Xun rubbed his chin.
Kids nowadays. Tsk tsk tsk. Tens and hundreds of thousand yuan was like nothing to them.
Streaming… Was so evil!
Apparently, CEO Lu had temporarily forgotten that he was the owner of this streaming platform.
And now, the clueless Boss Lu, out of curiosity, had clicked into that streaming channel.
And, while he was at it, he also gifted several hundreds of airplanes.
At this very moment, Lin Yiyi was streaming the preparation of salmon and asparagus.
She had just tossed the asparagus into the wok to pan fry and didn’t even notice the incredible rain of airplanes that almost covered up the entire screen.
Which Alias Hasn’t Been Used Before: Hot dang, which rich dude is this? Was it Tyrant repeating his act again under a different alias?
Eat, There’s Always More To Eat: Man, several hundreds of airplanes in one go. Show off.
This Emperor Is Such An Imposing Man: I have been counting. It’s over 1,000 of them already.
Steamed Spareribs: Oh sh*t! Rich guy, are you in need of more friends?
Mother of Yangyang: The airplanes are blocking the screen. I am trying to learn how to make this dish here!
Han Yu: Last poster, that’s your take away?
Lin Yiyi had no idea what was happening in her streaming channel.
She had just scooped out the finished asparagus and placed the pre-marinated salmon chunks into the wok. Her light and soft voice carried on, “Add the asparagus back in again when the salmon had turned color and add in the secret sauce that I had just demonstrated and you are done.”
Sister Had Spent All Her Intelligent To Act Cute: The channel owner has such good self-control. Not even the 1,000 airplanes were able to move her. Someone please tell me the size of the rich guy’s bruised ego.
What The Hell: She was just very focused on her cooking, alright? I don’t believe she had seen the airplanes.
Jian Dayan: LOL. She didn’t see the airplanes? Oh mi, that’s too funny.
Which Alias Hasn’t Been Used Before: Hahahahaha.
……
The streaming channel was extremely lively, bubbling even more so than what was going on inside Lin Yiyi’s wok.
When she had finally finished the dish and let out a sigh of relief, she turned to reply to any questions that may have arisen.
That’s when she saw all the airplanes gifted by the rich guy “I Hate Expressionless Faces”.
Lin Yiyi, “……”
What had just happened?