Bringing my kids to set up stalls, I made thousands of people cry with envy

Chapter 551 Damn it, they actually neglected me

At three in the morning, all was quiet.

The room was pitch black, without a single ray of light.

Butler Uncle Zhao lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

The young lady's devilish whispers still seemed to echo in his ears: "Uncle Zhao, you don't want yourself... to be found out, do you..."

Left with no other choice, he had to prepare to complete the task assigned by the young lady late at night.

Join Boss Su's fan club and take an oath in the group.

The light from the phone screen reflected the nasolabial folds on Butler Zhao's face.

He glanced again at the oath to join the group on his phone screen and muttered to himself, "This girl has really gone astray!"

The housekeeper, Uncle Zhao, chose this time because he thought everyone would be asleep by then, and sending a voice message in the group wouldn't attract too much attention, nor would he feel too embarrassed.

Butler Uncle Zhao took a deep breath and clicked on the link that He Niannian had shared with the young lady.

The next second, the phone screen switched, and he successfully entered the group chat interface.

A notification message immediately popped up on the chat interface, indicating that he had joined the group chat.

Butler Zhao waited for three or four minutes, and when no one spoke in the group, he couldn't help but feel secretly pleased with himself, thinking that his move was really clever.

After all, I'm over fifty years old. To have to recite such a melodramatic oath in a group chat, like vowing to follow to the death and never backing down, is like being publicly executed.

“I swear, from this moment on, I will never monopolize Boss Su…”

Butler Uncle Zhao lowered his voice and recited the oath in one breath, then released his finger and sent the voice message out.

one second.

two seconds.

Half a minute later, the group remained completely silent, without any movement.

Butler Uncle Zhao breathed a slight sigh of relief, thinking that everything should be fine now, and was about to lock his phone and go back to sleep.

However, at that moment, messages suddenly started popping up on the screen.

"Damn it, who sends voice messages in the middle of the night?!"

"Is there any news about Boss Su?"

"Are you still half asleep? Boss Su, didn't you just say yesterday that you'd be closed this week?!"

"You promised not to send messages in the group chat in the middle of the night!"

"Oh, another new person joined the group?"

The group chat instantly became lively, with various messages flashing constantly.

Butler Uncle Zhao stared at the screen, completely stunned.

No, why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night?
Are they a group of diners or night owls?
Could I have been set up?

Don't you guys sleep?

The housekeeper, Uncle Zhao, felt so embarrassed that he could dig three bedrooms and a living room out of his toes; his hands were shaking as he typed.

"Of course I'm going to sleep. I was just woken up by your message."

"Trying to secretly recite the vows in the middle of the night when no one is watching, huh? The newcomer is being a bit naive."

"Hilarious! Ask anyone in the group who dares to leave their message notifications off at midnight." "Boss Su has a history of setting up his stall in the early hours of the morning."

Everyone in the group chat was laughing and chatting away.

Because Su Chen's stall location is unpredictable and the time is also unpredictable, many regular customers in the fan club not only pinned the group chat to the top, but also resolutely refused to turn on the do-not-disturb mode, for fear of missing any message in the group and thus missing the stall's opening time.

Looking at the jumbled yet informative replies in the group chat, Butler Zhao finally understood the reason.

So it seems there's no way to escape it no matter when you take the oath.

What's the point of staying up until 3 a.m.?
Sigh, it's all my fault for having such a foul mouth.

……

Friday, 8:00 AM.

Su Chen slept soundly until he naturally woke up.

When I get up and wash up, I always feel like I've forgotten something important, and a vague thought keeps swirling in my mind.

It wasn't until he went into the restroom and finished relieving himself that he suddenly remembered that his sales target bonus for the week hadn't arrived yet.

"System, where's my reward? You haven't forgotten about it, have you?"

Su Chen asked aloud.

"Congratulations, host, on completing this week's business tasks."

Upon seeing this notification, Su Chen suddenly said, "Wait, don't proceed to the next step yet. Let me wash my hands to get rid of the bad luck!"

After saying that, he turned on the tap, immersed his hands in the water, and carefully washed them.

He really didn't want to draw any more skill-related rewards from this week's roulette wheel.

It's not that the skill rewards are bad; after all, those skills are quite good.

But if you keep getting similar items, it's like eating the same food every day. After a while, you'll inevitably feel bored and lose interest.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining a private jet."

! ! ! ! ! !
A private jet?!
This... is an airplane! The reward is really generous!

Su Chen stared at the private jet in his system inventory, his thoughts racing.

The plane is there, but putting aside the full crew from captain to flight attendants, it doesn't even have a parking tarmac right now.

How do we remove it?

It seems like you have to report your route before going out...

Su Chen scratched his head, feeling that the system had been somewhat negligent this time.

Damn, they've already given me a private jet, do I really need to worry about how to fly it myself?
Sigh, I still don't pay attention!

After all, he is not the same person he used to be.

They can be picky about rewards now.

Indeed, once wealth reaches a certain level, it becomes nothing more than a bunch of cold, hard numbers.

I don't feel much for anything anymore.

……

(End of this chapter)