The beloved one of the rich brother

When Wen Yiyou woke up slowly, it was already noon.

She opened her sleepy eyes, scratched her messy hair with both hands, stretched, yawned, and slowly turned over and sat up.

Rong Pei just pushed the door open and walked in. Wen Yiyou heard the noise and looked up, a little surprised and delighted, "Mommy, you're back?"

Rong Pei's usually gentle face showed a rare trace of anger, and he got straight to the point, "Yi Yi, you don't want to listen to what Mommy says, right?"

Wen Yiyou rolled off the bed, walked quickly to Rong Pei, and started to act coquettishly, "Mommy, how could I? I always listen to Mommy!"

"So how did you get home?"

Wen Yiyu was stunned. When he saw the familiar environment, he remembered that he had returned to his own home from his grandmother's house without knowing when.

After her mother asked this, some scattered fragments vaguely flashed through her mind. Huo Chengluo tried to wake her up but failed, and it seemed that he just held her and left.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling a little guilty.

"Yiyi, Mommy has emphasized many times that you must be vigilant when you go out, but you actually wanted Cheng Luo to carry you back without realizing it. The person you met today was Cheng Luo. If it was someone else, and they sold you out, you wouldn't know what happened."

Wen Yiyou knew she was in the wrong. She stuck out her tongue and hugged her mother's arm. "No, Mommy, the CEO is a very nice person, and I'm not like this normally. I'm always very vigilant. Really, I promise!"

Then, Wen Yiyu suddenly realized something was wrong and asked, "No, Mommy, how do you know our president?" She even called him by his name so familiarly.

Rong Pei evaded the question vaguely: "Well, when he sent you back, I had just arrived home, and we chatted for a few minutes. He is indeed a nice guy."

Rong Pei rarely mentioned everything and everyone in Jicheng in front of Wen Yiyu, and she didn't intend to mention it too much.

Wen Yiyou didn't doubt her, nodded, and said softly.

Rong Pei couldn't help but emphasize, "Yi Yi, remember what your mother said, okay? No matter who it is in the future, you can't be so defenseless again!"

Wen Yiyou responded obediently: "I know, Mommy, I will pay attention to it in the future."

"Also, since you work at Chengluo Company, you have to be obedient so as not to cause trouble to others, understand?"

"Mom, didn't you just meet our president? Why do you always speak from his perspective?" Wen Yiyou curled her lips, "I'm just an employee. He pays me on time. I just need to do my job well. What trouble can I cause him?"

Rong Pei laughed, "Mom is just reminding you."

“What if I’m not happy with my job?”

Rong Pei responded without hesitation: "Then come home, mom will take care of you!"

Wen Yiyou smiled brightly, "Okay, but I think this job is okay for now, so let's do it first!"

After Wen Yiyou washed up and had a hearty meal, he lay down comfortably and browsed his phone.

She clicked on it casually, but was surprised by the 9999+ red dots on the homepage of the social platform. When she clicked on it, she realized that the walking dance she uploaded last night had attracted unprecedented popularity.

With over hundreds of thousands of likes and tens of thousands of comments, her followers on social media platforms increased from a few hundred thousand to over ten thousand in an instant.

She swallowed and clicked on the comments.

"I cried my heart out. How could I dance so naturally and casually? Then I looked at myself. My soul was like this, but my body couldn't move."

"It's terrible. If I don't look at their faces, just looking at the figures of this man and woman, I'm already half mesmerized!"

"I jumped in front of the mirror and never realized how wretched I was. I looked like a dog thief!"

"So relaxed, so casual, and the bodies are clearly a combination of a handsome man and a beautiful woman."

"Is there any face that we SVIP customers cannot see? Open it up, I am willing to pay to see it!"

"Slim waist and long legs, youthful vitality, wide waist and narrow hips, lazy and casual. Look at this figure, the men are absolutely handsome and the women are beautiful!"

"Blogger, is that you and your boyfriend in the video? The difference in body shape and height makes them a perfect match!"

The comments were all positive, and Wen Yiyu couldn't read them all. She quickly exited and turned to Huo Chengluo's WeChat.

Still unfinished: "CEO!"

There is still something to come: "Something big is happening!"

Just a few seconds after the message was sent, before Wen Yiyou had time to say anything important, Huo Chengluo called directly.

"What big thing happened?" The man on the other end of the phone asked the first question.

Wen Yiyou unconsciously raised his voice and said excitedly: "Boss, I'm going to be famous!"

"Ok?"

Wen Yiyou kept saying, "Hahaha, after I uploaded our dance, my followers increased N times overnight, and I received over 100,000 likes. I'm going to be famous! I've experienced what it's like to become famous overnight!"

"You want to enter the entertainment industry?" Huo Chengluo asked suddenly.

Wen Yiyou had never thought about getting involved with the entertainment industry, but when she heard Huo Chengluo ask this, she couldn't help but tease, "CEO, if I say I want to get in, do you want to be my sponsor and help me?"

"Sure!" Huo Chengluo said readily.

Wen Yiyou choked suddenly, "Ah! President, are you serious?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to come in?"

Wen Yiyou suddenly became interested, "Boss, do you think I have the potential to be a star? So you want to invest heavily in me?"

The man said calmly, "I can't say whether you have the potential, but I definitely have the capital."

Oh, to put it implicitly, he can use capital to build her dream of becoming a star, and whether she has potential or not is not important.

Wen Yiyou understood. She snorted and sang a different tune, "I won't go. I won't give you the chance to be the sponsor!"

Huo Chengluo's tone was tinged with an obvious smile, "I'm already your financial sponsor!"

"You wish!" Wen Yiyu frowned and yelled.

Huo Chengluo curled his lips and asked slowly, "Don't you want a job that pays well, requires little work, and has little responsibility?"

Wen Yiyou was stunned for a moment, then she narrowed her eyes and smiled, "I want it, I want it." As if she was afraid that he would regret it, she quickly added, flatteringly: "Dad! Dad! You are my financial sponsor!"

The curve of the man's lips deepened, "Go to bed early at night and go to work on time in the morning."

Wen Yiyou's eyes lit up, and she changed the subject, saying, "CEO, can you grant me another privilege?"

"Tell me!"

Wen Yiyou said shamelessly: "In addition to a job with high pay and little responsibilities, can you also give me the right to be late, leave early, and skip work at any time?"

Huo Chengluo on the other end of the phone was immediately amused, "Wen Yiyu, why don't you just say that I'll pay you as usual even if you don't go to work?"

"Look, look, I could have asked for a salary instead of work, but I still insisted on going to work." Wen Yiyou said coquettishly, "Just because I'm so dedicated to my work, you approved it!"

When he heard this, his eyebrows raised slightly, "You are just talking nonsense!"