I have few friends, but many childhood sweethearts.

Chapter 412. Thinking about how to marry five wives.
Recording the song didn't take too long because Xiao Ruanwen had already memorized "Misplaced Time and Space," so the supervisor said it was fine after only two takes, and they were using the first version.

"Sounds good!"

"Ruan Wen is amazing!"

"Hehe~ Ruan Wen is going to be a big star!"

When she came out of the recording studio, the four girls surrounded her with smiles.

Zhang Chunxue had already arrived when Xiao Ruanwen was recording her song. She smiled as she watched the friendship between her daughter and her friend, and then her gaze drifted to Xu Qingfan, who was standing aside watching the show.

"Alright, you must be hungry, let's go eat now," she clapped her hands to indicate.

"The driver has already parked the car downstairs, and we've made a reservation at the restaurant. Let's go." Xu Qingfan tossed his phone. Although Lin Juan was so busy, he had taken over the work that should have been done by the secretary.

"Let's go!"

"go for meal!"

The five girls squeezed out in a large group, with Xu Qingfan and Zhang Chunxue following behind and exchanging a smile.

"You've grown taller again." Zhang Chunxue raised her hand and patted his head. Because she was wearing high heels, it didn't take much effort.

Xu Qingfan gave her a bright and cheerful smile and gentlemanly extended his arm: "Auntie looks even more beautiful now."

Zhang Chunxue wrinkled her nose and glared at him, then smiled sweetly and reached out to take his arm.

"All you do is waste money all day long. How much money did you spend on copyrights again, and it's only for twenty years?" Zhang Chunxue said in a rather relaxed tone.

It's like a mother scolding her child for buying toys indiscriminately, or a wife complaining about her husband spending money on such an expensive gift.

"Twenty years is enough. No matter how good a song is, you'll get tired of listening to it after twenty years. Besides, it'll be listed on the stock market within ten years. By then, you'll have made back your investment a thousand times over."

Xu Qingfan's tone was full of pride, like a child who got a perfect score on a test and wanted his parents' praise.

"The 'Delicious Duck Neck' product isn't even on the market yet, and you've got the nerve to dream about it." Zhang Chunxue patted his hand lightly.

"Hey."

Xu Qingfan just grinned, and Zhang Chunxue was at a loss for what to do with him.

"If you ask me, the most reliable approach is to focus all our energy on food delivery apps. Once smartphones are widely adopted, based on the company's market forecasts and our early positioning, reaching a trillion-dollar scale will definitely be no problem."

"Once you go to university, I'll hand over the company to you to manage. I'll be quite old by then!"

As Zhang Chunxue spoke, her tone inexplicably became somewhat melancholy.

"Nonsense! In twenty years, you'll be thirty-eight at most. If you keep saying 'old' all the time, how are those programmers who are already balding in their twenties supposed to live?"

Just as Xu Qingfan was speaking, an engineer happened to pass by. He originally wanted to greet the two bosses, but after hearing the second half of Xu Qingfan's sentence, he dropped his hand, lowered his head, and made way for them.

[Don't think you're so great just because you're the boss. This bald guy uses your shampoo!]
"puff!"

Zhang Chunxue naturally saw this scene as well. She didn't know whether she was amused by Xu Qingfan's words or by the bald engineer's expression.

"You're just lying." She slapped Xu Qingfan and pulled him away from the office area.

Xu Qingfan shrugged and followed his aunt out of the company.

After waiting at the front desk until Lin Juan finished all her work and came out, the group of eight people took the elevator and left the office building.

Once on the bus, the conversation was once again dominated by the five girls.

"Is Qingfan's new song being released tonight at midnight?"

"Yes, it will be released at midnight."

Xu Qingfan nodded. He had already made all the arrangements. The video would be reposted by various influential figures as soon as it was released, and he had also arranged for the local news channel to broadcast it. It would be difficult for Xiao Ruanwen's new song not to become a hit.

"Hehe~ Then I'm going to stay up all night to watch it!"

"Staying up late won't make you grow taller," Xu Qingfan teased her.

Lin Wanning puffed out his cheeks and said, "Then I'll fall asleep right after I finish watching!"

"Hahaha!"

The car instantly erupted in laughter.

The car soon arrived at the entrance of a high-end Chinese restaurant, where a greeter quickly led them to a private room with retro decor.

Xu Qingfan specifically requested a round table over the phone, so there was no need to worry about who would sit opposite him.

Xu Qingfan quickly sat down next to Zhang Chunxue, while Lin Wanning, who had been sticking to him the whole time, took the other seat first.

As soon as they sat down, a waitress wearing a slit cheongsam brought them warm water to wash their hands. There were eight of them, and eight waitresses in total, ensuring one-on-one service.

Xu Qingfan thought to himself that the consumption concept of the people in the port city is gradually changing. These flashy but impractical boutiques used to have no market at all, but now they are springing up everywhere.

[In two years, milk tea shops will also need to start focusing on upgrading their customer experience.]
Xu Qingfan had an idea. For a long time to come, consumerism would prevail, so he set about developing the lower-tier e-commerce market. He figured he wouldn't encounter too much resistance from his peers.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhang Chunxue tossed her hair and waved her hand in front of his eyes.

Xu Qingfan snapped out of his thoughts and smiled, "I was wondering how many days it would take for Auntie to become the world's richest person."

As expected, Zhang Chunxue rolled her eyes at him: "You're always so irresponsible. The food will get cold if you don't eat soon."

"Nobody believes me if I tell the truth. I'm probably thinking about how I can marry five wives." Xu Qingfan panicked the moment he finished speaking. He really just blurted it out without thinking.

"Ok?"

The five girls, who had been chatting and laughing, froze on their faces and stared at Xu Qingfan with death stares.

Zhang Chunxue's hand, which was holding chopsticks, also paused for a moment, thinking to herself: [You shouldn't say such thoughts out loud!]
The once slightly noisy private room instantly fell into dead silence, with everyone's eyes fixed on Xu Qingfan, so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe.

Fortunately, the stalemate didn't last long, and just then, the waiter came with the dishes on a tray.

After everyone left, Xu Qingfan pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Why didn't you say anything? I was just joking around, no one took it seriously, right?"

"Heh~" Xia Xiaoxiao pouted, her expression quite disgusted.

"You want tea, right? Here you go." Xu Qingfan acted as a waiter, filling Xia Xiaoxiao's cup with tea.

"It spilled!" Xia Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at him and wiped the spilled water with a tissue.

"Hehehe~ Brother Fan, you look so pathetic changing the subject." Xiao Ruanwen pointed at him and mocked.

In the end, Lin Wanning was the one who cared most about her brother. Seeing that Xu Qingfan was embarrassed, she finished her tea and said, "Brother Qingfan, I want some too!"

"Alright~ Pour some tea for Wan Ning too." He gave Xiao Ruanwen a look that said "You'd better watch yourself," and then immediately changed his expression to pour tea for Lin Wan Ning.

After pouring tea for everyone present, he sat down again without any further incident.

Zhang Chunxue took in this scene and found it quite amusing. She had noticed long ago that several girls liked Xiao Fan, and now it seemed to be getting even more intense.

[Won't they start fighting one day?]
Zhang Chunxue was secretly looking forward to what was going on.

"Ahem~ Let's eat, the food's getting cold." Xu Qingfan cursed himself inwardly for blurting out his thoughts, and said with a straight face.

"Brother Qingfan, here's some broccoli for you."

Lin Wanning gave Xu Qingfan the broccoli from his dish, and the others followed suit.

"Here's my green pepper too."

"Brother, eat tomatoes."

“I don’t eat cilantro.”

Wu Lingyu looked down at her dishes; she didn't seem to be a picky eater.

I can't fall behind either.
"Brother Fan, there's too much rice. I can't finish it."

Lin Juan and Zhang Chunxue looked at each other in bewilderment upon seeing this scene.

After dinner, we first took Lin Juan and Wu Lingyu home, and without lingering, they took a car directly back to Licheng.

It was almost 11 p.m. when Xu Qingfan and Xia Xiaoxiao got home.

Lin Jing and Yao Jinping were watching TV in the living room when they saw the two return. Yao Jinping said, "Have you had a late-night snack? There's soup in the kitchen, still hot. If you're hungry, I'll cook you some noodles."

Xu Qingfan smiled and nodded to Lin Jing, then said to his mother, "Just some soup is fine. I'm going upstairs to take a shower. Where's Dad?"

"He's obsessed with fishing, saying he wants to go fishing all night." Yao Jinping curled her lip in disgust. "Don't you dare follow his example!"

Xu Qingfan, too lazy to get involved in the old couple's dispute, shook his head and went upstairs to take a shower.

"Mom and Auntie, what TV are you watching?" Xia Xiaoxiao seized the opportunity to continue building rapport with her future mother-in-law.

"It seems to be called something like 'The Temptation of Going Home.' This Hong Shixian is really a scoundrel. Xiaoxiao, come and watch it with us." Yao Jinping moved over and waved to invite Xia Xiaoxiao to sit down.

"Great!" Xia Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up; it was time for her to climb the ranks.

the other side.

After taking a bath, Xu Qingfan lay on the bed playing on his phone.

He hasn't opened his Weibo account in a long time since he handed it over to his company.

After logging back into his account, he found that he had gained several million more followers, but he was no longer ranked high on Weibo. He hadn't followed anyone for several months, and a certain artist surnamed Yao had actually gained over 100 million followers, which was simply outrageous.

"The era of online trolls is coming," Xu Qingfan muttered.

If you don't want to be led by the nose in the future, you either need to join forces or have your own voice.

Thinking about the future potential of short videos, Xu Qingfan felt a little itchy, but unfortunately, the 4G era is still three years away.

Xu Qingfan is not worried that someone else will beat him to the game in the short video arena, because when 4G first came, capital seemed to be optimistic about the prospects of live streaming platforms and poured money into them. On the contrary, the real answer was that no one cared about short videos.

Similarly, in the case of e-commerce in lower-tier cities, investors generally believe that the domestic economic environment will continue to improve, and consumption upgrading will be the norm in the future.

People living in the midst of the great tide of the times are unaware of being swept away or defeated. Even when they experience setbacks, they consider them to be nothing more than interludes. They are full of confidence in everything and are sure that they can see the road ahead clearly.

"By then, with three behemoths worth trillions each in their hands, marrying five wives wouldn't be too much to ask, would it?"

As he murmured, the clock ticked, and midnight arrived.

The video, which was scheduled to be sent at a specific time, was updated immediately. Xu Qingfan clicked on Xiao Ruanwen's profile picture and forwarded her latest Weibo post.

At the same time, a notification popped up on Xu Qingfan's phone indicating that he had scheduled to download Haoweiyun. He then went to the Apple App Store and clicked to download.

The initial logo of Good Taste Cloud was a colorful cloud, but it will change according to your listening habits. For example, if you have been listening to sad love songs recently, it will automatically turn into a dark cloud.

Because the next day is the official National Day, there are many people staying up late tonight across the country.

Xu Qingfan paid for trending topics, and within minutes, keywords such as "100th Anniversary of the Xinhai Revolution," "Happy National Day," and "Misplaced Time and Space" surged into the top ten of the trending topics list.

"Xu Qingfan, Xu Qingfan, your new song is trending!" Xia Xiaoxiao rushed over after taking a shower, her face still wet with water droplets.

Xu Qingfan glanced at her; her thin silk nightgown revealed glimpses of her long, white legs.

He swallowed hard and quietly pulled the blanket over himself.

"I saw it."

"I've already downloaded your software, but I didn't see anything in the comments section."

Xia Xiaoxiao hadn't realized there was anything wrong with her clothes. After taking off her shoes, she strode onto his bed and sat down beside him.

"Take another look." Xu Qingfan opened the comment section of the time-space misalignment forum, where the comments he had organized to write had already been posted.

"What?" Xia Xiaoxiao leaned over to look at his screen, and couldn't take her eyes off it after just one glance.

Our focus is on their entire lives.

They were the first to wake up... They were also the first to die...

I always knew they were great, but I didn't know they were this great.

[I used to think that the people in anti-Japanese war dramas were just really brave. But after watching this video, I suddenly realized that their sacrifices cannot be summarized by the word "bravery." The prosperous era we live in now was won by their fearless and heroic struggle in those uncertain times. I know that the eight-year war of resistance brought victory, but they didn't know if their sacrifices were meaningful. Yet they never regretted it until their deaths. This prosperous era is as you wished!]

"I had a dream that day: the Olympic Games, a hundred years from now, would be held right in front of our home!"

【.】

The lyrics of "Misplaced Time and Space" echoed in her ears as Xia Xiaoxiao browsed through the comments one by one. Unconsciously, her throat felt like it was blocked by something, and her vision gradually blurred.

Although Xu Qingfan didn't cry as dramatically, he immediately entered a state of sanity.

He used his tablet to play the new song with the accompanying video clip, and the two of them sat on the edge of the bed and watched it quietly.

Scenes like this happened to countless people that night.

After countless taps spread the word, and it was already past 1 a.m., the video's views were still soaring.

Almost every time the page is refreshed, the video gets tens of thousands more views, and the comment section gets tens of thousands more comments.

Patriotism is a theme that will never fade, no matter the time.

When Xu Qingfan received the call that Haoweiyun's download count had exceeded one million overnight, he knew that this marketing campaign had been a success.

Xia Xiaoxiao, who had also fallen into a state of enlightenment, vowed to become a useful person to her country and then left Xu Qingfan's room.

(End of this chapter)