Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, starting with the strategy of 95 flowers to counterattack

Chapter 238 A Kiss Under the Stars

The corridor was dimly lit. Yang Chaoyue jogged to catch up with Gu Yang and gently tugged at the hem of his clothes.

"Boss," she said softly, "why did you hit me just now?"

Gu Yang paused, his ears burning slightly: "...My hand slipped."

"Liar!" Yang Chaoyue pouted, but her eyes sparkled. "You're clearly doing this on purpose!"

She took a step closer, looking up at him. "Are you...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Gu Yang suddenly turned and walked towards the stairwell: "Come with me."

Yang Chaoyue was taken aback: "Where to?"

"Rooftop."

Pushing open the door to the rooftop, the night breeze greeted me.

The night sky over Hangzhou was unusually clear, dotted with countless stars, as if someone had scattered a handful of diamonds onto black velvet.

One side of the rooftop has been transformed into a small garden, with climbing roses blooming along the wrought iron railings, and a white double swing in the middle.

"Wow!" Yang Chaoyue's eyes lit up. "There's a swing here!"

She ran over cheerfully and patted the empty seat next to her: "Boss, come quick!"

Gu Yang walked over and sat down, the swing gently swaying.

Yang Chaoyue looked up at the starry sky, her legs swaying back and forth, the tips of her canvas shoes occasionally brushing against Gu Yang's trouser legs.

"I remember your family wasn't very well-off, was it?" Gu Yang suddenly asked.

Yang Chaoyue's swaying legs stopped.

"Can you talk to me?"

“Hmm…” Her voice was so soft it was almost drowned out by the wind. “My hometown is Yancheng, Jiangsu Province. My father works in a steel factory and has to move several tons of steel every day.”

She paused, then said, "My mother passed away when I was 12 years old."

The swing made a slight creaking sound.

Yang Chaoyue traced circles on the ground with her toes: "She married a new husband, had a younger sister, and then she stopped caring about me..."

“I started working a long time ago. I used to work as a waitress in a restaurant and burned the back of my hand with hot soup.” She held out her right hand, and there was indeed a shallow scar on the web of her hand. “I used to sew clothes in a textile factory, and my fingers were covered with small holes from being pricked by needles.”

The night wind suddenly picked up, making her voice tremble slightly: "When we were at our poorest, my dad and I shared a bowl of instant noodles. He always told me to eat first, and that he would take me to KFC when he got his salary."

Her laughter had a nasal tone, "As a result, I have to pay off my debts every time I get paid."

Gu Yang's gaze fell on her slightly trembling shoulders: "If you have money in the future, will you support your younger sister?"

"No," Yang Chaoyue answered decisively, her eyes flashing with stubbornness as she looked up. "She has her own parents, I..."

She kicked the ground. "I only have a dad."

Silence spread between the two.

A few barks came from afar, making the night seem even more tranquil.

"Chaoyue," Gu Yang suddenly spoke up, "Do you have a dream?"

Yang Chaoyue looked up, starlight falling into her pupils: "I always wanted to find a stable job so that Dad wouldn't have to work so hard."

Her fingers twisted together. "Right now, I want to buy a house in Shanghai, to have a real home."

Gu Yang turned his head and noticed a faint glimmer in the corner of her eye.

I don't know if it's starlight or tears.

"It's that simple?"

"Simple?" Yang Chaoyue's eyes widened, her voice rising eight octaves. "A house in Shanghai costs tens of millions! I've calculated it; even if you save 20,000 a month, it would take a hundred years!"

The swing swayed violently with her movements, and Gu Yang reached out to steady the ropes: "If you have a dream, you should pursue it, but you can't just give up."

He pointed down to the brightly lit practice room, "That's your battlefield."

Yang Chaoyue pouted, "But I danced so badly..."

"Chaoyue," Gu Yang suddenly turned her shoulder, forcing her to look him in the eye, "Do you believe me?"

Under the starlight, his eyes were exceptionally deep. Yang Chaoyue unconsciously held her breath.

"Trust me, and work hard." His voice was deep and firm. "I will definitely make you a big star and earn a lot of money."

Yang Chaoyue felt a lump in her throat and quickly lowered her head to hide it: "Boss..."

"As for your wish," Gu Yang chuckled, "I can grant it to you right now."

"Huh?" She looked up abruptly, her hair tracing an arc in the air.

Gu Yang's voice sounded exceptionally clear in the night breeze.

"The company will buy you an apartment."

Yang Chaoyue blinked, thinking she had misheard: "Huh?"

Gu Yang raised the corners of his lips slightly and added slowly, "A 200-square-meter flat in Shanghai, on the banks of the Huangpu River, worth 30 million."

Yang Chaoyue's breath caught in her throat, and her fingers unconsciously tightened around the swing ropes.

thirty million?
The number exploded in her mind, making her eardrums buzz.

She grew up in Yancheng and the most expensive house she had ever seen was just over a million yuan. Thirty million yuan was an astronomical figure for her.

"Really? Really?" Her voice trembled, her eyes wide open, as if afraid he would change his mind at any moment.

Gu Yang chuckled: "I can take you to see the apartment tomorrow."

Yang Chaoyue suddenly stood up, the swing swaying violently because of her movement: "Big brother! You're my own brother! I'll do anything for you for the rest of my life!"

Gu Yang raised an eyebrow: "No need to be a slave."

He paused, then said, "Just change the original three-year contract to ten years."

"Ten years?!" Yang Chaoyue was taken aback, then started counting on her fingers, "I'm 20 years old now, and I'll be 30 in ten years."

She suddenly looked up, her eyes shining brightly, "No problem! Ten years is fine, even twenty!"

Gu Yang chuckled: "Twenty years? You want to cling to me for the rest of your life?"

Yang Chaoyue chuckled and leaned closer to him: "Boss, do you have a lot of faith in me? Are you afraid I'll run away once I become famous?"

Gu Yang did not deny it, but simply said, "Thirty million is not a small amount; the company needs protection."

"I understand, I understand!" Yang Chaoyue nodded repeatedly, then suddenly remembered something and asked cautiously, "Can my name be on the property certificate?"

Gu Yang glanced at her: "Of course."

Yang Chaoyue's eyes suddenly reddened.

She lunged forward and hugged Gu Yang tightly: "Boss! I promise I'll practice dancing hard from now on! I'll never slack off!"

She buried her face in his shoulder, her voice muffled: "I promise I won't let you down."

Gu Yang raised his hand and gently rubbed the top of her head: "Remember what you said."

Before Gu Yang could react, a soft, warm touch landed on his cheek.

"Boss, I love you!" Yang Chaoyue's voice exploded in my ears.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

Gu Yang could smell the faint scent of shampoo in her hair and feel her body trembling slightly with excitement.

When she came to her senses, Yang Chaoyue had already jumped back like a startled rabbit, standing helplessly a meter away.

"Um... I..." Her face flushed as red as a ripe apple, her fingers twisting the hem of her dress. "I'm just so happy."

The starlight gently enveloped the two of them, and the swing was still swaying softly.

The city lights in the distance flickered, like a silent confession.

Gu Yang suddenly laughed.

"Go back, we'll have extra practice tomorrow."

"Yes!" Yang Chaoyue nodded emphatically, her eyes brighter than the stars in the sky.

(End of this chapter)