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Chapter 804: Next Stop, Tomorrow's Superstar

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This woman was becoming more and more beautiful.

She stood on the stage, elegant and graceful, noble and poised, as if she were born to be a star on stage.

In just over two short years, Wen Wan had completed a perfect transformation.

Who could have imagined that two years ago, she was still a down-on-her-luck woman struggling to find work as a singer in a bar?

Chen Fan wanted to take out his phone and send Wen Wan a text message to ask how things were going.

But thinking that she must be very busy at the New Year Gala venue right now, he put his phone away again.

After dinner, Li Jinqiu finished cleaning up, and Chen Fan sat on the sofa watching TV with his parents.

When he was young, Chen Fan's fondest memories were of Chinese New Year.

Because at that time he would have new clothes to wear, his parents would buy him firecrackers, there would be candy and sunflower seeds, and he could eat many things they couldn't afford at other times.

His memory of the New Year Gala was sitting with his parents on New Year's Eve, watching it together on the old black and white TV at home.

In this lifetime, Chen Fan had finally managed to move his parents from the countryside into an apartment building, and the black and white TV in the house had been replaced by a large color TV.

Chen Fan leaned back on the sofa, watching his parents chat and discuss nearby, the corners of his mouth turning up involuntarily.

In this life, half of his wishes had already come true.

There was only one thing left, and that was to marry Su Ruochu.

Although his mental age meant he had long since lost interest in the New Year Gala, Chen Fan still dutifully sat with his parents until midnight.

This year's New Year Gala, apart from the song "Beautiful Myth", the only things that left an impression on Chen Fan were the song "Three Lucky Treasures" and Uncle Benshan's skit "Talking Business".

As the countdown to midnight began, the New Year Gala stage once again showed the countdown advertisement.

The familiar Feifan Video logo appeared on screen.

Actually, regarding the sponsorship of this year's New Year Gala, the company's senior management had specifically discussed it in a meeting.

Some executives felt that Feifan Video had already far surpassed other similar video websites, and there was no need to spend a high price to sponsor the New Year Gala. The money could be saved to buy other TV advertisements.

However, this proposal was vetoed by Chen Fan.

He knew very clearly that the next few years would be a time of fierce competition among video websites.

Although Feifan Video currently maintained the number one position in traffic, looking at its competitors behind it - LeTV Video, Tudou, 6room, 56 Video... they were all chasing hard.

Moreover, there was also Youku and Ku6 Network launching this year, as well as future competitors like iQiyi, Mango TV and Tencent Video.

These would all be Feifan Video's biggest competitors.

Before all competitors were beaten down, Chen Fan would absolutely not be careless.

So this year, even though the sponsorship fee had increased quite a bit, Chen Fan still approved sponsoring the New Year Gala countdown again.

Sitting on the sofa watching the New Year Gala countdown finish, Chen Fan then got up to set off firecrackers with his father downstairs.

Because they had moved to a new home this year, his father was particularly willing to spend money, and had even bought quite a few fireworks.

The old man and the young man lit fireworks downstairs.

Watching the fireworks blooming in the night sky, Chen Fan took out a cigarette and casually offered one to his father.

Chen Jianye was slightly taken aback, reached out to accept it, Chen Fan offered a lighter, Chen Jianye lowered his head, shielding the wind with his hand, after lighting the cigarette, he gently patted the back of Chen Fan's hand.

Looking up at the fireworks in the sky, Chen Jianye exhaled a comfortable smoke ring, then smiled with satisfaction.

There's a saying that goes, a son grows up when he starts offering cigarettes to his father.

At this moment, Chen Jianye felt from the bottom of his heart that his son had grown up.

After finishing a cigarette with his father, the two of them turned to go back upstairs.

Chen Fan took his phone and went into his own bedroom.

Since setting off fireworks downstairs earlier, his phone had been vibrating non-stop.

There was no way around it, there were just too many New Year's greeting text messages at midnight.

For a full 20 minutes, Chen Fan's phone hadn't stopped vibrating.

These included old classmates he knew well, senior management from the group company, Yunhai bosses he knew, and many big bosses Chen Fan had exchanged contact information with at the Yunhai Chamber of Commerce.

There was no way he could reply to so many text messages.

Chen Fan first picked out the important business partners and sent them individual New Year's greeting messages.

Then he replied to messages from familiar brothers, the 519 guys one by one.

Finally, he edited a group message and sent it to all his contacts.

"This is Chen Fan. In the new year, I wish you good health, success in all endeavors, and career advancement step by step."

At the very end, Chen Fan set aside time to reply to messages from a few people.

Such as Nalan Wan'er in Beijing who called him master, Tong Yao, Yan Qing and other important friends.

Of course, there was also Ding Dian. Chen Fan had to reply carefully.

If he dared to send Ding Dian a group message, Chen Fan suspected this girl would show up at his door with a kitchen knife the next day.

Finally was the message from his girlfriend Su Ruochu.

"Happy New Year. Wishing Chen Fan classmate to become more and more handsome in the new year."

Seeing this message, the corners of Chen Fan's mouth turned up. He replied with a message.

"Happy New Year. Wife, I'm already handsome enough. Any more handsome and I'll alarm the Party. You'll feel threatened."

"Narcissist. Someone has such thick skin."

"Am I not handsome?"

"Not handsome at all."

"Wasn't it because I was too handsome that you agreed to date me back then?"

"Of course not!"

Chen Fan immediately dialed her number.

"Hello."

Su Ruochu's voice was very soft, as if she was suppressing it.

Chen Fan asked, "Did you go to sleep?"

"Just lay down."

"It's so early. Did you watch the New Year Gala?"

"I went to sleep right after watching Uncle Benshan's skit."

"I was just setting off fireworks downstairs, it's a pity you didn't see it."

"Hehe, I did see it. I can still see people setting off fireworks outside the window now."

"Did you buy new clothes to wear for the New Year?"

"Didn't you just buy some for me a few days ago? Why buy more?"

The corners of Chen Fan's mouth turned up: "Women should be harsher on themselves."

Su Ruochu knew Chen Fan was deliberately teasing her with lines from the skit "Talking Business", and couldn't help laughing as she asked.

"What if I change in the future, what will you do?"

"Change? What change?"

"Like if I get old, not pretty anymore, my figure goes out of shape. Will you like other young girls?"

Chen Fan held back his laughter.

"Don't worry. By the time you turn into an old lady, I'll be an old man too. The old man will always be the old man who loves the old lady."

"Hmph. I'll let you pass this time."

Su Ruochu hummed in satisfaction: "I'm going to sleep now. You should sleep early too, good night."

"Good night."

"Husband, I love you."

Smiling as he hung up the phone, Chen Fan was about to put down his phone when another text message came in.

This time it was from Wen Wan.

It had only three words.

"Happy New Year."

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