novelslam Chapter 528 The Most Important Lubricant!
Chapter 528 The Most Important Lubricant!
The north wind, carrying a sharp howl, swept across the empty streets.
With a loud crash, a trash can was overturned by the strong wind and rolled several times on the ground.
The series of noises startled several stray cats that were taking shelter at the alley entrance, causing them to flee in panic and quickly disappear into the dark alley.
Yu Huan stood upright on the side of the street, the hem of her coat billowing in the wind.
His gaze was firm, and his voice was steady and powerful: "Director Zhang, I have already contacted the reporter, who will arrive at the scene this afternoon to report on this demolition work and to properly publicize the hard work you and everyone else have put into the city's construction."
The cold wind howled, instantly sweeping away Yu Huan's words, which dissipated into the desolate street.
Director Zhang subconsciously shrank his neck in the wind, quickly pulled his hands into his collar, took a big step forward, and stood side by side with Yu Huan on the roadside.
Yu Huan's words made the smile on his face even more obvious, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were stretched even deeper.
He spoke cheerfully.
"We have put a lot of effort into this demolition work, from the initial research to the formulation of the plan, and now to the formal implementation," Director Zhang said with emotion, his voice broken by the sound of the wind. "We are hoping to get the understanding and support of all sectors of society to promote the smooth progress of the project."
Not far away, the sounds of car doors slamming shut echoed one after another, accompanied by the roar of vehicle engines.
With his hands in his pockets, Brother Wu leaned leisurely against the Mercedes MPV, watching Yu Huan and Director Zhang talk with great interest.
He had a smile on his face and wisely refrained from disturbing them.
Director Zhang paused, his gaze slowly sweeping across the somewhat desolate streets. His expression suddenly turned serious, and he continued in a solemn tone, "Don't worry about the funds. I will arrange everything properly and expedite the process as much as possible while adhering to the established procedures."
With March fast approaching, the cryptocurrency market is poised for a staggering surge, with prices expected to soar from $30 to $70, more than doubling.
Time is of the essence, and every minute and every second is precious.
With the cryptocurrency price surge fast approaching, whether the compensation will arrive on time directly impacts Yu Huan's investment plans.
Therefore, the timing of the receipt of demolition compensation is of paramount importance.
Yu Huan smiled sincerely and nodded his thanks, saying, "Then I'll have to trouble Director Zhang! If there's anything else you need, just let me know. I'll do my best to help."
Director Zhang smiled warmly.
"This demolition involves the interests of many parties. Timely publicity not only creates a positive atmosphere for our subsequent work but also helps the public understand our approach. After all, some people misunderstand the demolition policy and even harbor resistance. Your arrangement for reporters to cover it is a huge help! It allows more people to see our efforts and dispels their doubts..."
At this point, Director Zhang suddenly lowered his voice amidst the rustling wind, leaning forward slightly to get closer to Yu Huan and ensure he could hear him clearly:
"Thanks to you this time. If you have any problems in the future, just call me. I will do my best to help."
After saying that, Director Zhang extended his hand to Yu Huan; his palm was very broad.
Upon hearing Director Zhang's enthusiastic statement, Yu Huan shook his hand firmly without hesitation and replied with a smile, "Director Zhang, you're too kind! This demolition is of great significance to the development of Xingcheng, and I feel honored to be able to contribute to this work. Please feel free to contact me if you have any questions about the follow-up reports."
As they were talking, a withered, curled leaf, mercilessly swept by the gale, swirled past them and vanished in an instant.
The two exchanged some more pleasantries.
Yu Huan nodded politely, then turned and waved goodbye to Brother Wu: "Brother Wu, thanks to you for accompanying me on this trip. I have to go back to the office to take care of my work. I'll be going now. Let's get together properly next time!"
Big Brother Wu grinned, revealing a set of striking white teeth.
The hearty laughter seemed to pierce through the howling cold wind, and could be clearly heard even from a great distance.
"Brother Yu, don't be so formal with me! We must get together properly next time!"
"it is good!"
Yu Huan waved again, bidding farewell to Brother Wu and Director Zhang.
He then walked to the BMW, opened the door, and bent down to sit in the driver's seat.
As soon as he entered the car, the lingering warmth of the air conditioning dispelled the chill around him, allowing his tense nerves to relax.
Yu Huan turned the car key, and the engine immediately emitted a deep and powerful roar.
Just then, my phone vibrated slightly in my pocket, accompanied by a message notification sound.
Yu Huan took out her phone; the screen displayed a WeChat message from Lin Yourong: 'Honey, have you had lunch? I've already made plans; let's go out for hot pot tonight.'
A smile played on his lips as he rapidly tapped the screen, replying: 'Just about to go eat, see you tonight!'
After sending the message, Yu Huan casually placed his phone on the armrest, lightly pressed the accelerator, and drove the BMW slowly out of Xiangchun Road.
As the vehicle moved forward, the number of vehicles on the street gradually increased. In those days, there was no ban on honking, and horns blared everywhere.
The little BMW slowly merged into the dense traffic...
Clouds fly and the sun sets, the stars shift and the constellations change; two days pass in the blink of an eye.
February 18th, an ordinary Monday.
The setting sun, like a fireball about to burn out, radiated its last heat, dyeing the horizon a deep red.
The afterglow pierced through layers of dappled clouds, scattering across the streets and alleys of Changsha.
After a busy day at work, Yu Huan leaned back lazily in her office chair, closed her eyes, and enjoyed a moment of relaxation.
After a while, he slowly opened his eyes, reached for the mouse, and opened the browser.
When he saw the overwhelming reports about his wife online, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up, revealing a pleased smile.
Since Lin Su's stunning debut on the phenomenal variety show "I Am a Singer," her popularity has soared in the past few days, with one praise after another trending on social media, constantly impacting the public's attention.
Major media outlets jumped in to lend their support, creating a massive public outcry.
In comparison, Lin Zhixuan, who won first place in the program, paled in comparison to Lin Suyao's dazzling brilliance.
Even financial media outlets, known for their seriousness and professionalism, conducted an in-depth analysis of the commercial value brought by Lin Su.
The analysis article points out that her sudden popularity not only boosted the show's ratings, but also attracted numerous brands to flock to her, extending offers and attempting to collaborate with her.
Lin Su's news has dominated major social media platforms.
This demonstrates the immense power of media propaganda!
Amidst the overwhelming wave of popularity, and with the support of the phenomenal variety show "I Am a Singer," Lin Su's fame has increased exponentially, making her a highly sought-after figure in the entertainment industry.
Just like G.E.M. (Deng Ziqi) became an overnight sensation after her first appearance on the mainland of the show a year later, Lin Su, who was already a household name, saw her popularity soar even higher after this performance.
She has both highly popular songs and has won over countless audiences with her impeccable talent. Now, she truly deserves the title of "Little Queen of Pop".
Yu Huan was browsing Weibo for a while when suddenly a crisp knock came from the door.
"Please come in." Yu Huan's voice was loud and clear as he looked up and glanced into the doorway.
With a slight turn of the doorknob, the door was pushed open with a gentle push.
Wang Xianjiao strode in like a whirlwind.
"Brother Yu!" Wang Xianjiao's loud voice instantly broke the silence in the office, "I just submitted my written resignation to Chen Yaoyao!"
Yu Huan smiled gently, nodded slightly, and said, "Okay, I'll approve it tomorrow and then submit it to the personnel department."
According to internal procedures, Wang Xianjiao has not yet been formally employed and her employment contract has not expired. As required, she should submit a written resignation application and a "Termination of Employment Contract Application" to her department leader one month in advance.
A sly glint flashed across Wang Xianjiao's face. She chuckled and subconsciously glanced back at the tightly closed door.
She lowered her voice and said mysteriously, "Brother Yu, your wife is incredibly popular right now! She's definitely a top-tier singer! I was browsing Bilibili today, and any random clip from her shows easily got over a million views!"
"Right?" Yu Huan's lips curled up slightly, her eyes full of laughter.
Wang Xianjiao nodded hurriedly, like a chicken pecking at rice: "I think Cartier must be kicking themselves for missing out on the cooperation opportunity! I heard that some top luxury brands, and even several blue-blooded brands, are vying to sign you as their brand ambassador, and the endorsement fees are astronomical! Brother Yu, is that true?"
Yu Huan leaned forward slightly, and as someone in the know, he nodded with certainty, saying, "That's right, it's definitely true."
Wang Xianjiao's eyes widened, and she instinctively covered her mouth with both hands, her face filled with shock, just like Yue Yunpeng's shocked expression.
An exclamation escaped his lips: "My God!"
Seeing Wang Xianjiao's exaggerated reaction, Yu Huan couldn't help but chuckle. She leaned on the edge of the table, stood up, and said, "Let's stop chatting now. It's time to leave work, let's go!"
“Okay!” Wang Xianjiao nodded vigorously and followed closely behind Yu Huan as they walked out of the office.
On the street, the warm orange streetlights lit up one by one, intertwining with the lingering afterglow on the horizon.
The weather was exceptionally pleasant today, and there were noticeably more pedestrians and vehicles on the streets, making it lively and full of vitality.
Yu Huan drove his BMW at high speed down the street. The evening breeze blew in through the half-lowered car window, gently caressing his face, as if taking away the day's fatigue and making him feel refreshed.
After turning several corners, Yu Huan didn't go straight home, but instead drove towards the courier station.
He picked up several packages, including a MIDI keyboard he had ordered before the Lunar New Year.
For music producers, this is an indispensable tool.
With its help, you can not only add various sound effects intuitively and speed up the production process, but also achieve twice the result with half the effort when creating demos and arranging music.
The BMW cruised leisurely through the neighborhood streets, the vibrant atmosphere of everyday life seemingly wafting through the car windows.
The lights on the shop signs along the street, some bright and some dim, reflect each other.
Diners sat together in front of the barbecue stall, enjoying skewers and chatting.
Outside the bubble tea shop, young men and women lined up in a short queue.
While steadily steering the wheel, Yu Huan observed the vibrant human world through the car window with great interest.
Thinking about how every aspect of his life is moving in a positive direction, how his career is going smoothly, and how his wife is shining brightly in the entertainment industry, a smile couldn't help but appear on his face.
A moment later, Yu Huan arrived at her doorstep in a good mood.
Before he even opened the door, the aroma of food wafted out through the crack, instantly making him even happier.
He held the package, freed one hand, took out his key from his pocket, and opened the door.
Bright lights streamed out from inside the room.
Lin Yourong, wearing a light blue apron, gracefully walked out of the kitchen, carrying a steaming plate of vegetables, and her eyes met those of Yu Huan as she entered.
A warm smile spread across her face as she said gently, "Darling, you're back! Dinner's all ready!"
"Wife, you've worked hard!" Yu Huan's smile grew even wider. She gently closed the door behind her and casually placed the package on one side of the doorway.
Lin Yourong placed the plate she was holding on the dining table, then quickly walked to the packages, squatted down like a curious child, and reached out to rummage through several packages.
"What are these?"
As Yu Huan bent down to change her shoes, she replied with a smile, "Dishcloth, the main keyboard for making music, and of course, the most important thing for us—lubricant!"
In the end, Yu Huan's tone carried a hint of teasing, with a deeper meaning.
Lin Yourong sensed the sarcasm in his words, and her cheeks immediately flushed slightly.
She couldn't help but lift her leg and gently kick Yu Huan's butt, saying coquettishly, "What lubricant? The most important thing is clearly the MIDI keyboard!"
Yu Huan straightened up, turned to look at Lin Yourong who was clearly a little shy, and said jokingly, "Alright, whatever my wife says goes."
"Eat, eat!" Lin Yourong pretended to be angry and gave Yu Huan's shoulder a light push.
Yu Huan smiled and walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat down, her eyes sweeping over the two dishes and soup on the table.
There was braised beef brisket, stir-fried spinach, and tomato and egg soup.
He couldn't help but exclaim, "Honey, just by smelling this, I know it must be delicious!"
Lin Yourong took off her apron, gently patted Yu Huan's shoulder in response, and then sat down next to him.
The two of them started eating.
Lin Yourong swallowed the vegetables in her mouth, a sweet smile spreading across her face, and said softly, "Darling, I just wanted to tell you that the new album has officially started its pre-release promotion and is scheduled to be released on the 28th of this month."
Yu Huan picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into Lin Yourong's bowl, replying, "Then you'll definitely be very busy from now on! You'll get more and more offers for endorsements and performances. You and Sister Ru should carefully select them, and don't overwork yourself."
"Don't worry, I understand." Lin Yourong nodded slightly. (End of Chapter)