This director is so innocent.

Chapter 85 Mysterious Gift and Returning Home for the New Year

During the conversation, the skit performed at seven o'clock came to an end.

Su Jin went on stage to present awards and bonuses to three employees who made progress.

The trophy is a crystal glass, and the prize money ranges from one thousand to three thousand yuan.

Following that are outstanding employees, outstanding teams, employees with perfect attendance, employees who work overtime, and so on.

Around nine o'clock, the annual meeting came to an end.

Four security personnel carried a table covered with a red cloth to the center of the stage.

Five other company finance staff followed behind, carrying ledgers and laptops.

"—To thank everyone for their contributions to Jianmu Group this year, our most handsome boss has prepared a mysterious gift for everyone."

Seeing everyone's expectant gaze, Su Jin didn't hesitate and directly lifted the red cloth.

The once bustling banquet hall fell into complete silence the moment the red cloth was lifted, everyone staring in disbelief.

Then, phrases like "Holy crap!" and "Damn it!" were heard everywhere.

"Holy crap, it really is money?"

"My goodness, how much does this cost?"

Huang Jiaqiang and the other leaders were also very surprised.

As senior executives of the company, they have handled millions of dollars, but this is the first time they have ever seen millions of dollars in cash laid out on the table.

That was incredibly powerful!

Su Jin was very satisfied with everyone's expressions; it was worth it for him to display over eight million yuan in cash.

In fact, the total year-end bonuses of the more than 500 employees present did not amount to more than 8 million yuan, but only more than 4 million yuan.

However, four million wasn't very impressive; it wasn't even a small hill, so another four million was added.

Those four security guards are from ICBC; they'll be depositing four million back with them later.

Su Jin started rambling on again, saying how hard they had worked, encouraging everyone to create even greater achievements, and so on.

"Please invite Mr. Huang Jiaqiang to come up on stage to receive your year-end bonus," Chen Zhixi said.

Huang Jiaqiang eagerly went up on stage.

"Old Huang, you've worked hard." Su Jin placed three bundles of red banknotes into Huang Jiaqiang's hands.

"Thank you, boss." Huang Jiaqiang's smile never stopped after he went on stage. He couldn't hold the three bundles of red banknotes in both hands and had to hug them.

Next was the group of 7.6 people, with the black-hearted general manager carrying two bundles of red banknotes, and the other five each carrying one bundle.

Shen Haobo did not. He was a partner of Jianmu Culture and received dividends, while Qidian was wholly acquired by Jianmu Culture.

Not only did they acquire 7 o'clock, but they also gained controlling stakes in Chinese novel websites such as Jinjiang Literature City and Hongxiu Tianxiang.

When the time comes, these will be integrated into Jianmu Literature Group.

Does this route look familiar?

Shanda Literature is following this path.

After the senior leaders finished distributing their money, it was the turn of the junior leaders, whose amounts ranged from 10,000 to 50,000 yuan.

Then they started distributing year-end bonuses to employees, which was one month's salary.

There were too many people, so Su Jin didn't join in the fun and let Huang Jiaqiang, Shen Haobo, and the 7.6 people each take charge of their own companies.

The money wasn't distributed until almost 11 a.m., and everyone was very happy.

After confirming the remaining money with the ICBC staff and signing all the necessary paperwork, Su Jin went home to sleep.

A post quietly appeared on Tianya Forum.

Have you ever seen ten million in cash laid out on a table?

Within a short while, the number of replies reached hundreds, and a few minutes later, it had reached thousands.

A dozen minutes later, the post title was followed by the word "Explosive". It was then highlighted and pinned by the administrator.

"Damn, which company is this? They're so extravagant."

"Hey upstairs, don't you recognize that handsome guy standing next to the pile of money?"

"Who is he? Is he famous?"

"Loser, you don't even recognize my idol, no wonder you don't have a girlfriend."

How do you know he doesn't have a girlfriend?

"It's almost 1 o'clock. If he had a girlfriend, would he need to post this? Is his girlfriend not attractive or not soft enough?"

"You're talking nonsense. I have a girlfriend, but she slept at her best friend's house tonight."

"Stop arguing, everyone. I've counted carefully, and there's no ten million at all, at most eight million."

"Brother, what's the difference between eight million and ten million? By the way, that person is Su Jin, a writer, who also seems to have acted in movies."

At the same time, a video of Su Jin singing also attracted a lot of attention.

After listening, they all asked the poster to release the lossless video.

The following day, the events of the previous night made headlines, with reporters from major media outlets sharing the story.

"Su Jin Company's annual meeting distributed millions in rewards."

"Revealing how much money Su Jin actually earned this year."

"Su Jin, a bestselling author of youth literature, sings so well."

"What exactly does Su Jin not know how to do?"

Seeing this, Zhong Li started arranging for people to promote Su Jin's singing video, and then called Su Jin to ask him to upload the lossless audio video online.

In addition, lossless audio quality songs recorded in the recording studio are released to major music platforms.

Not only that, she also incited Su Jin's fans to attack other singers and compared Su Jin with actors who released albums.

Those people were naturally not satisfied and started arguing with Su Jin's book fans. Unfortunately, most of Su Jin's fans were middle school students and there were very few adults. As a result, they were attacked so much that they couldn't take care of themselves.

But every cloud has a silver lining; there are many people who are attracted to good looks!

The moment I saw Su Jin, I fell in love with his looks.

After learning that Su Jin was also a writer, I liked him even more.

And you know what? This whole commotion really boosted Su Jin's online popularity, making her quite well-known.

Su Jin only paid attention for a day, and even created a new account to lead the newbies in arguing with others.

Thanks to his past life as a notorious critic, he possessed formidable fighting skills, seizing upon others' minor mistakes to create a mini-climax.

However, the opponent had too many fans, and one man's fists could not fight four hands, so the result was naturally defeat.

However, the fans will always remember that ID account: "Su Jin is a handsome guy".

The next morning, I took a plane back to my hometown.

The company officially started its holiday yesterday, so naturally I'm going home for the Chinese New Year.

After leaving the airport, I threw the note into the trash can, hailed a taxi to the car rental place, and rented a Mercedes-Benz to go home.

His hometown is in a small town with no train station, and it would be too troublesome to take a bus back, as it would take more than three hours.

Renting a car will make it easier to visit relatives during the Spring Festival and return to Beijing.

Before going back, I bought a batch of things at the mall.

We arrived in the town around 3 p.m.

The town was still as dilapidated as ever, with potholes everywhere, but the pedestrians looked quite well, their faces glowing.

When the Mercedes-Benz arrived at the front door, it was found that the gate to the yard was locked.

"Where did you go during the Chinese New Year?"

Su Jin muttered something to herself, then took out her phone and called her mother, Ms. Meng Yanjun.

Not long after, a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hey, Xiao Jin, where are you?"

"We're home. Where did you go? Why was the door locked?"

"You're already home?" Ms. Meng Yanjun sounded a little surprised, then explained, "Your uncle's family is slaughtering a pig for the New Year today, and I'm helping out here! We're not cooking at home tonight, so we'll eat at your uncle's. Hurry up and come over."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Su Jin restarted her Mercedes and headed to the countryside.

Strictly speaking, he wasn't from the town.

It was only after Comrade Lao Su became the principal of the town's middle school that he settled down in the town; before that, he had always lived in the countryside.

According to Ms. Meng Yanjun, Comrade Lao Su is going to be promoted; he's estimated to be transferred to the county's No. 1 Middle School as vice principal next year.

Comrade Su has connections in higher places; his father-in-law is the director of the county education bureau. This vice principal position will probably be a temporary one for a few years before he is officially appointed.

Ms. Meng Yanjun is a middle school English teacher.

According to Ms. Meng Yanjun, the two met during a boat trip on the lake, and she was attracted to Mr. Su's good looks.

At first, the father-in-law did not agree to their relationship, disliking Mr. Su's rural background. But Ms. Meng Yanjun was a sucker for good looks and insisted on marrying him.

The father-in-law had no choice but to reluctantly agree, since Ms. Meng Yanjun was his only daughter.

My uncle's house is not far from the town, only three or four kilometers away, which takes about ten minutes to get there.

The pigs were raised by my grandparents. They would raise two pigs every year, selling one and slaughtering the other.

Last year, Su Jin went back early and was even asked to help out.

It has to be said that the big fat pig was really strong; even four or five adult men couldn't hold it down.

The villagers were very curious when they saw the Mercedes-Benz, and they all wondered whose family it belonged to, and who must have made a fortune!

Su Jin parked the car, took out a pack of cigarettes, opened it, and put it in her pocket.

After seeing Su Jin, a villager called out towards the inner room, "Jianjun, your talented son is back!"

Everyone in the village knows that Su Jin is writing a book.

This was thanks to his boastful grandmother, who frequently promoted her beloved grandson at the village information center.

Hearing the shouts, many people came out.

One of them, an old lady with a full head of white hair, a wrinkled face, and wearing an apron, walked very fast.

Upon seeing her grandmother, Su Jin rushed forward, taking three steps at a time, and greeted her with a smile, "Grandma."

"Oh." The old lady's eyes were a little moist as she held Su Jin's hand and said, "Xiao Jin, you've suffered so much out there, you've lost so much weight."

"Without my grandma, I feel like I've gained weight."

"Nonsense, you didn't look as good when you came back last year."

Su Jin shook her head and smiled bitterly. Perhaps in the eyes of your family, you will always be thin.

After talking with the old lady for a while, I took out my cigarette and called out to each person, giving them a cigarette each time.

After going around once, only five or six cigarettes were left from the whole pack.

My uncle is quite respected in the village, and many people come to his house to chat every evening.

"Xiao Jin".

Hearing the familiar voice, Su Jin turned around and saw Ms. Meng Yanjun walking quickly toward him with a smile on her face.

It's been a year since we last met, but time hasn't left many marks on Ms. Meng Yanjun's face.

She was still so young and beautiful, with an elegant demeanor and hardly any wrinkles around her eyes, looking like she was in her thirties.

Beside her was a refined middle-aged man, who was naturally Comrade Su.

"Dad, Mom," Su Jin called softly.

"Hmm." Ms. Meng Yanjun looked at Su Jin, sized him up, and saw that he hadn't lost weight, was still fair-skinned, and was still very handsome, so she felt relieved.

Unlike Ms. Meng Yanjun's excitement, Comrade Lao Su was somewhat reserved, though the slight upturn of his lips betrayed his true feelings.

"When did you get home?"

"I arrived around 4 o'clock."

"Brother, you're back?"

A clear, melodious voice, filled with surprise, suddenly rang in Su Jin's ears.

He subconsciously looked up and saw a girl exuding youthful energy.

She jogged towards him with light steps, a radiant smile on her delicate face, as beautiful and charming as a flower blooming in spring.

The person who came was his younger sister, his own sister, who had just started junior high school.

"Brother, did you bring me a gift?" Su Yu looked up, took Su Jin's hand, and asked with a smile.

Su Jin rubbed her little head and deliberately said, "No."

"Ah!" Su Yu pouted in disappointment.

Seeing her adorable appearance, Su Jin couldn't help but chuckle and stopped teasing her: "I brought it, it's in my car, I'll show it to you when we get back."

"Thank you, brother." Su Yu immediately beamed with joy.

Dinner was served promptly at around 6 PM.

A whole pig feast, including stir-fried pork with chili peppers, braised pig's trotters, braised pork ribs, steamed pork with rice flour, and stir-fried pork intestines.

These dishes were all made by the old lady, with her aunt and Ms. Meng Yanjun helping out.

The old lady is a very good cook; other families would hire her to cook for their weddings.

The atmosphere was lively and bustling, with toasts and laughter filling the air.

Su Jin drove, so she didn't drink.

After eating and drinking her fill, Su Jin put down her chopsticks, took out a bottle of cigarettes, and went out.

Back in the car, he took out five thousand yuan from his bag and put it into a red envelope, then picked up a tote bag and went back to his uncle's house.

"Grandma, try this outfit on and see if it fits." Su Jin took out a black down jacket.

"Why are you buying me clothes again? I haven't worn any of last year's." The old lady complained, but she was actually very happy.

"Of course we should wear new clothes for the New Year." Su Jin put the down jacket on the chair next to her and then helped the old lady take off her apron.

Then he put the down jacket on the old lady.

Su Jin took a look and couldn't help but admire her own keen eye.

Not too long, not too short, just the right fit.

The old lady was wearing a down jacket, touching it left and right, overjoyed.

My aunt, Ms. Meng Yanjun, and several children kept praising how beautiful she looked, showering her with compliments as if they were free.

"Grandma, here you go." Su Jin took out a red envelope and handed it to the old lady.

Ever since he started earning money from writing books, he wanted to give the old lady money, but she said he was studying and never accepted it.

The old lady stared at the red envelope for a moment, then said, "I don't want it. Xiao Jin, you've just started working, keep it for yourself to buy food."

"I have money, lots of money, just take it! Don't be so frugal, wear your new clothes when you need to, otherwise they'll get moldy again."

Upon hearing the word "moldy," everyone burst into laughter.

The old lady has many new clothes to wear every New Year. Ms. Meng Yanjun, her aunt, and her married cousin all buy her new clothes every year.

But the old lady was used to being frugal and couldn't bear to wear new clothes, so she kept wearing old ones, and then the new clothes got moldy.

"Yes, Mom! Xiao Jin is working and earning money. If you don't keep it, Xiao Jin won't have the motivation to earn money," Ms. Meng Yanjun added, trying to persuade her.

"That's right, that's right," the others echoed.

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