When the clock struck zero, she lay on the car window and watched the rising fireworks explode brightly in the sky and then disappeared. The splendid moment made her fall into a trance countless times.

Song Yaoyao thought, in the new year, I wish myself peace every year.

This is the first time in ten years that her New Year's resolution does not have another person's name, she is the only one. After a short period of splendor, she will start walking alone in the world, but fortunately, she is not completely alone.

Outside the car, Song's father held Mrs. Song's hand, and the two of them were leaning under the fireworks. Cheng Zhi and Cheng Wang were both making video calls with their lovers. Song Yaoyao looked at them with his chin raised, although the joys and sorrows of human beings were not the same.

They were not connected, but at this moment, she could feel the joys and sorrows their joys and sorrows brought to her.

She took out her phone and looked at it. There were already many New Year blessing text messages that she had no time to reply to, from partners, employees, brands, classmates, and some blessings from unknown numbers that she had no time to save. She lowered her head and continued to reply.

Text messages, every blessing sent out is full of sincerity,

For them, the first day of the New Year is not a happy day for family reunion, but an excellent opportunity to make connections and visit friends.

Before she woke up from bed, Mrs. Song knocked on her door, told her that someone was coming, and asked her to get up quickly and say hello.

Song Yaoyao rubbed her still dazed eyes and looked at the time. It was only eight in the morning. She only fell asleep at three in the morning last night. It seemed like she was on vacation and was back to staying up late and working overtime.

She got up from the bed, tidied up a little and went to meet the people who came to visit her home. She was planning which houses she would go to this year to pay New Year greetings.

When I went down, the replay of the Spring Festival Gala was playing on the big TV in the living room. A child was sitting on her sofa eating her favorite snacks. The adult sitting next to her was the wife of the boss of a cooperative company of the Song family.

Neither Father Song nor Mrs. Song were there. One went to the reception room with the boss, and the other went to the kitchen.

Song Yaoyao put on a standard smile and walked over to say hello, "Happy New Year, Aunt Zhao. Yaoyao wishes you a happy New Year."

"This is Yao Yao," the woman looked at her, "I haven't seen her in a few years and she has grown so big. She is so beautiful. Sister Yue, she looks so much like you when you were young."

Song Yaoyao maintained a smile and nodded: "Thank you, Auntie."

Mrs. Song came out of the kitchen and put a stack of fruits on the coffee table. She turned back to look at her and said with a smile: "That's the only advantage I have."

"Where can I find it? I heard that Yao Yao has done very well in SY in the past few years. Several friends I know in film and television investment praise her. Unlike my eldest son, who just plays around every day. Now

And he’s obsessed with motorcycles, so my heart is focused on him every day.”

"Look at me, I have gray hair on my temples from worrying about it every day. It's better to give it to my daughter. My daughter is well-behaved and considerate."

There was a crack in Song Yaoyao's smile, and Mrs. Song said: "Boys and girls have their own advantages. Nowadays, young people like to play drag racing. My Yaoyao likes those extreme sports, and she doesn't have to worry about it."

No less than a motorcycle or something."

She was pulled to sit down by Mrs. Song. The woman took out a thick-looking red envelope from her bag and handed it to her: "Here, Yaoyao, this is the new year's money prepared by your uncle and aunt for you. I haven't seen you for many years."

You must accept it."

Song Yaoyao blinked her eyes. She didn't expect that someone would give her New Year's money at such an old age. However, the wool comes from the sheep. Song's father must have already given the child New Year's money, so she was not reserved and reached out to take it: "

Thank you, uncle."

I weighed it in my hand and found it was about ten thousand yuan.

She was not polite, and Mrs. Song had to be polite on her behalf: "She is so old, why should she give her new year's money? You are too polite. Don't do this next time."

"Sister Yue, please don't be polite to me. As an elder, I should give Yao Yao new year's money."

Song Yaoyao placed the red envelope on the sofa behind him and listened to their chat with boredom when his phone suddenly received a video request.

She quickly opened it and saw that it was Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun went on a business trip abroad and didn't come back during the Chinese New Year. She was too busy yesterday and had no time to call Song Yaoyao, so she called Song Yaoyao early this morning.

She walked to the side with her mobile phone to pick up Jiang Xun's video, and saw Jiang Xun standing on the hotel balcony. She was wearing a silk V-neck pajamas, her hair casually scattered on her shoulders, looking extremely lazy.

"Hey, why did you get up so early today?" Jiang Xun asked her as soon as the call was connected.

Because of the time difference, it was only evening on Jiang Xun's side, but it was already morning on her side, which was around eight o'clock in the morning and evening.

Song Yaoyao lowered his voice and said, "My uncles and aunts came to pay New Year greetings, so I was woken up by Mrs. Song."

Jiang Xun turned the camera over and took in the street scene outside. The buildings at night were surrounded by light strips and had clear outlines.

"Let me show you the night view here. It doesn't seem to be very different from ours."

Song Yaoyao looked at the scenery on Jiang Xun's screen carefully and said, "Well, it looks similar. Are you done? When will you return home?"

Jiang Xun turned the camera back again, "I'm not done yet. Today's work is done. It's difficult to communicate with the partners and they are very stubborn. The time to return to China will probably be postponed for a few days."

Song Yaoyao leaned on the stair railing behind him and asked: "Is it other people or his language?"

When Jiang Xun heard this, he rolled his eyes at her: "Nonsense, of course he is a human being. As a top student who has passed the eighth level of English, how can I not understand what he said?"

Song Yaoyao smiled: "They should have a lot of dialects of English over there. Okay, no kidding, just be careful when you are alone there. Close the door when you go to bed at night. If you can't help it, just find other ways.

It’s not like he’s the only one in the world with that kind of technology.”

Jiang Xun smiled helplessly: "Who says it's not the case? It's a new industry. Looking at it now, they are probably the only ones with mature technology. I really want to fight him this time."

"Then add more money. Once the funds are in place, he won't be able to say anything. The current refusal and reluctance are because the interests have not been negotiated."

"I have given him the maximum profit. After all, he is now the only one in the family, so it doesn't matter if he is a little more difficult. I won't talk about him anymore, and I haven't said New Year blessings to you yet. Song Yaoyao, happy New Year, and be single as soon as possible

.”

Jiang Xun's blessings are always so realistic and simple. Song Yaoyao said in a fit of laughter and tears: "I just broke up and you wish me to be single soon. Should you say it or not? It's not a seamless connection, right?"

Jiang Xun looked at her mockingly: "At best, you can stop your losses in time. What's so seamless about it? Do you think you have to suffer the consequences first before looking for a new goal?"

"That's not true. The main reason is that I'm not that hungry to find a partner. I'm scared."
Chapter completed!