"...The follow-up to what I wrote to you last time is that I have signed a contract with Coral TV and officially become a professional anchor. Although until now I don't know whether this step is right or not, but at least Doing live broadcasts, chatting with everyone and sharing life by the way, this kind of companionship makes me feel very happy."

"The signing fee will arrive in the afternoon of the signing of the contract. Haha, I finally made money!! Thanks again for your help to me over the years, and then I want to repeat the old story. If you have time, I will still talk to you. As before, I would like to treat you to a meal and express my thanks in person."

"And my first live broadcast on Coral TV is scheduled to be at eight o'clock tomorrow night, with ID and room number attached, just in case you want to see what I look like now, right?"

"The 199th time I wish you good health and all the best!"

Signing his name smartly at the signing place, just as Jiang You was folding the two pages of letter paper and stuffing them into the document envelope, Bie Yi Nan rushed over.

Seeing Jiang You, Bie Yinan showed a look of surprise, "Why did you dye your hair?"

When the two met a month ago, Jiang You still had black hair, but now it has been dyed light maroon without saying a word.

Jiang You was originally white, with exquisite and three-dimensional features, round eyes, but the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, and the eyes are concentrated with affection, but the eyes are lowered, as if the world has nothing to do with him.

With black hair, Jiang You would occasionally exude a kind of "why don't you kneel when you see me", the second-degree feeling. After dyeing it in maroon, this second-degree breath is gone, but there is an inexplicable feeling of mixed blood.

It's like a young master who slipped out of some castle. He must wear lace shirts.Bie Yinan thought vulgarly.

"Isn't it good-looking?" Jiang You raised his hand shyly, and the sunlight that fell on his hair was instantly shattered, turning into fine gold flakes floating between his fair and slender fingers, "It's the first broadcast, change the image It feels more formal."

"It looks good, how can it not be good-looking, blind people say it's good after seeing it." Bie Yinan immediately praised three times, with a sincere expression, then took a bottle of drink from the refrigerator very familiarly, and gave it to Jiang You Throwing a bottle, "Speaking of live broadcast, vinegar, how are you getting ready?"

Jiang You is equal to soy sauce, so Bie Yinan calls him vinegar.In addition, Bie Yinan doesn't know why she always likes to pretend that she is from the north, so it's okay to add a different accent.

When the two first met more than ten years ago, when they were both four-headed little Douding, Jiang You fought with Bie Yinan because of this ugly nickname, but now Bie Yinan just pointed at Jiang You and called cooking wine, and Jiang You also I can answer with a smile.

"It's about the same." Jiang You said, when he unscrewed the bottle cap, he glanced at it inadvertently, and suddenly smiled.

"What?" Bie Yinan leaned over curiously, and laughed after seeing it, "Hey, another bottle, this is a good sign, tomorrow will definitely be stable."

As he spoke, he nodded to himself, looking confident.

After chatting a few more words about the process and content of tomorrow's live broadcast, Bie Yinan suddenly remembered something after confirming that there was nothing wrong, "By the way, I heard that Lin Feibai came to see you before, what does he want?"

Although it has been more than a month since the incident, Jiang You's head immediately became dizzy whenever the word Lin Feibai was mentioned.

Jiang You and Lin Feibai couldn't get along since they were young.

Also a friend of the orphanage, after Bie Yinan was adopted, Jiang You secretly felt sad for three days, and on the day Lin Feibai was adopted, Jiang You wished he could hire someone to dance the dragon and lion, and light a firecracker to see him off. Okay, and from the bottom of my heart, I think that I and Lin Feibai will never see each other again in this life.

Unexpectedly, the time went round and round, and the three people who should have been scattered in the world after more than ten years reunited in a dramatic way, especially Jiang You and Lin Feibai were still alumni of the same school.

"He's sick." Jiang You sneered.

"I have been ill for more than ten years, and there is no cure," Bie Yinan agreed, "But tell me more about it."

Jiang You talked about the encounter with Lin Feibai near the school gymnasium before, and the other party came up to find trouble as if he had taken the wrong medicine, and then pushed and fought, and finally said: "Can I bear him even when he comes to the door, of course They beat him up and ran away before the security came."

When he heard that the situation had escalated from a quarrel to a fight, Bie Yinan immediately felt relieved.

After all, Jiang You has been white-faced and cruel-hearted since he was a child. When he first arrived at the orphanage, he was obviously not familiar with the place where he was born. He was already able to fight with other children with the aura of killing people. It happened that the child who was beaten was Bie Yinan. That's why they didn't know each other after that.

On the other hand, Lin Feibai was a crying bag when he was in the orphanage, and he still hasn't made any progress after so many years.

Thinking about Lin Feibai's 1.7 meters 1.7 and Jiang You's [-] meters [-], the other party doesn't even have a basic size advantage, so Bie Yinan has nothing to worry about.

"That's right, you don't beat those who come to your door for nothing." Bie Yinan clicked his tongue and cared about Jiang You, "He didn't tickle you, did he?"

"No, his hands are short." Jiang You's expression darkened for a moment, and he couldn't help reaching out to touch his head, and said annoyedly, "He just keeps grabbing my hair—is that how they always fight when gays fight?"

"What? Is he crazy!" Bie Yinan couldn't sit still, and immediately leaned over to pick Jiang You's hair, and was relieved when he found that it was still thick and not bald, "But why did you suddenly mention gays? "

Jiang You showed a disgusted expression, "He said I seduced his boyfriend."

"Good guy," Bie Yinan was shocked, "Doesn't he know that you are a straight man? Besides, even if you bend over suddenly, you still don't like his boyfriend. I've seen that man before. He looks a hundred times better!"

"There is no need to compare with this one," Jiang You said, "And I will never bend, don't worry."

Bie Yinan stopped talking.

He had seen Jiang You's background data before, and the big data clearly showed that the ratio of men to women in Jiang You's live broadcast room was 7:3, and sometimes he would run wildly in even more outrageous directions.

Coupled with the wonderful speeches that drifted past in the live broadcast room from time to time...Bie Yinan was held back, and the guilt of being a substitute suddenly broke out.

"Why are you silent?" Jiang You looked at him dissatisfied.

"Then what, I was thinking about something." Of course Bie Yinan didn't dare to say what was on his mind, so he hurriedly typed haha, but it really reminded him of something, "—by the way, when it comes to Lin Feibai, It looks like he really broke up with his boyfriend."

Jiang You lacked interest.

"And then climbed to a new high branch." Bie Yinan said, blinking his eyes suddenly, and lowered his voice, sharing secrets with Jiang You like he did when he was a child, "It's a very powerful character, but I don't know the details gone."

"so?"

"So next time if he comes to make trouble again, you can call me and let me beat him up!" He said righteously, "Anyway, I'm not afraid of offending my dad, and my dad is not afraid of offending anyone."

Bie Yinan was adopted when he was ten years old, and the person who adopted him was a frequent visitor to the Forbes list in recent years, the boss of Coral Media, Nan Beitong.

"I'm cheating on you again." Jiang You laughed.

After chatting for a while, Bie Yinan was ready to leave.

Although he is the young owner of Coral Media, he has only returned from studying abroad not long ago, and currently he only has a dummy job in the company. He has to learn from the CEO who was recruited by the high-paying high-paying CEO of Nanbeitong Sangu Thatched Cottage every day, so he has to go back in the afternoon to check in. work.

Before leaving, Jiang You handed him the envelope containing the letter, and asked him to take it to the rookie station downstairs to mail it.

"Tsk, after all these years, you're still writing letters to that mysterious uncle with long legs?"

After receiving the document envelope, Bie Yinan glanced at the courier slip attached to it, and found that the recipient still did not have a specific name as before, but simply wrote "Yan's Group Secretary's Office".

"How many letters is this, two hundred?"

"190." Jiang You said.

Shortly after Bie Yinan and Lin Feibai were adopted, the orphanage received funding from the Yan Group.

Each child's tuition and basic living expenses are borne by Yan Shi, and they will receive cakes and extra red envelopes on their birthdays. In exchange, the only thing the sponsored children have to do is to give to the anonymous The sponsor writes a letter.

It's easy at first, but it's hard to stick with it.

Especially after a long time, knowing that there is no response to the letter sent, and no one will even open it, most people will have the idea of ​​coping.It is easier to forget if there are other things to do during the days when the letter should be written.

Coupled with the advancement of the times and the development of science and technology, traditional letters can be replaced by emails, making it easier and more excuses to perfunctory.

After all, laziness and laziness are the normal state of most people, but self-discipline and persistence are not.

But Jiang You obviously belonged to a very small number of people.

It has been nearly 16 years and 190 months since he received the first funding at the age of six and a half, and he sent a total of 190 nine letters.

Among them, the nine extra letters were written by him because he encountered a particularly happy or sad thing that month and wanted to share it with others. In his words, it is an extra bonus.

"Hey, there are so many, do you think Daddy-Long-Legs has watched it all?" Bie Yinan asked.

"I don't know, but I don't think so." Jiang You said honestly.

As far as he knows, this mysterious benefactor has funded dozens of orphanages across the country, and hundreds of children have benefited over the years. If everyone writes letters, even if this benefactor has 48 hours a day I can't see it either.

"Then you still write?" Bie Yinan asked.

"Does it matter?" Jiang You asked back.

"Tsk, that's true." Bie Yinan nodded, "But then again, Yan's headquarters is also in City X, you and this uncle with long legs have been in the same city for almost four years and haven't planned to see each other? So what, You should tell him about coming to X City to go to university, right?"

Jiang You could only smile at this question when he thought that all his previous requests for a meeting had come to nothing.

Bie Yinan immediately understood, and said very politely: "It's okay, if I don't see you, I won't see you. When you become popular in the future, he won't be able to see you if he wants to see you."

Jiang You didn't feel much when he heard these words, but Bie Yinan imagined the scene while talking, feeling refreshed.

"Oh, by the way, did you tell Daddy Long-Legs about the live broadcast? What if he doesn't see you because of some practical reasons, such as not being good-looking, or being too old to move around... But he I can watch your live broadcast."

"I said it, but he must be able to see it." Jiang You pointed to the document envelope, and then said helplessly, "And I always feel that he is the kind of person who doesn't watch the live broadcast."

"Wow," Bie Yinan said regretfully, "then there is no other way."

The next afternoon, in the office of the President of Yan Group.

"...There are still these documents that you need to sign. In addition, there will be a video conference with country A at three o'clock. These are the relevant materials for the meeting." Chen Huai said while methodically putting a stack of paper documents on Yan Zhe on the table in front of Yuan.

As a secretary, Chen Huai understood Yan Zheyuan's strange problems very well. For example, he was inexplicably paranoid about paper materials. Although he did not dislike electronic materials, he always preferred paper versions.

"What's going on these days?"

On a business trip for a week, he got off the plane in the morning and came to work at noon. Yan Zheyuan's spirit was truly touching.

"No, everything is normal." Chen Huai said, and then realized that he was still holding a document envelope in his hand, "By the way, this is the letter from this month."

Hearing these words, a slight smile flashed across Yan Zheyuan's originally expressionless face.

"Give it to me." He reached out to take it, without even handing over the documents waiting to be signed, he took out the letter opener from the drawer.

Chen Huai turned and left knowingly after seeing the situation, but at this moment, the door of the office was pushed open.

A young man with a slender figure and a handsome face poked half of his head in from the outside. His light chestnut hair was slightly golden in the sun.

Seeing Yan Zheyuan, the young man immediately raised his hand to indicate what he had brought, with a sweet smile on his face.

"Zheyuan, I'm here to see you." He walked in and closed the door behind him, and at the same time shut the door behind the assistant who tried to stop him.

When passing by Chen Huai, the young man nodded to him with a friendly tone, "Secretary Chen, good afternoon."

"Good afternoon, Mr. Lin." Chen Huai said neither humble nor overbearing.

It was Lin Feibai who came.

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