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“Day and Night’s total registered users today surpassed 1 million. When love transforms into a flowing nebula, everyone shines.”
Zheng Zeyan lunged at Gao Yuan, lifted him up, and threw him against the wall—yes, “threw,” with astonishing force. Gao Yuan grunted and didn’t get up for several seconds. It seemed he had been waiting for this moment, using decency to mask his vile intentions, hateful enough to lure the snake out of its hole. Zheng Zeyan didn’t say a word, only walked forward, ready to beat the other man senseless. He just didn’t like the look of him in public, and he was going to teach him a lesson with his size, nothing more. It had absolutely nothing to do with venting the anger of an affair, he swore. Jian Zhaowen had already hugged him from behind, while Gao Yuan stood up. “What, upholding justice? Just because I hit my wife? Is hitting your wife against the law?”
By the time Zheng Zeyan realized the other man was fishing for a reaction, it was too late. He punched the glass and pulled his fist back, leaving a huge gash on his hand. The painting beside him suddenly looked like it was about to fall.
Chaos erupted. Jian Zhaowen and the people around him tried to break up the fight. The wall full of reproductive organs, stuck on panels and then mounted, was art with the lighting, but when the entire wall fell, it became a weapon. Qiu Nuo, standing right underneath, looked at the artwork suddenly pressing down on her vision, terrified and unable to move. A figure lunged over and pressed her to the ground, shielding her face with their body—
It was Yu Zhimei.
Before the scan, the doctor repeatedly asked Yu Zhimei what had hit her. Yu Zhimei really didn’t know how to describe a wall full of genital models falling and hitting her. She could only say she was hit in the back by a wardrobe. She didn’t feel any damage to her internal organs, only a bit nauseous and sleepy. More than anything, she felt that Lei Zheng’s celebration was a battlefield. The fights she saw on the floor probably weren’t just one pair. The so-called celebration of funding obtained for love ended with everyone’s love having problems.
“Where’s Zheng Zeyan?”
“Sister He’s with him. He got over twenty stitches.”
These words made Yu Zhimei feel even more disgusted. “Couldn’t even hide it. Why do I feel like Zheng Zeyan isn’t such an impulsive person? He must have gone crazy for Sister He. Everything tonight felt crazy. I originally thought it was just a drink.”
Qiu Nuo was still crying beside her. Yu Zhimei’s vision was a bit blurry. “Can you stop crying?”
“Why did you save me? Just let it hit me. Please don’t let anything happen to you, how can I compete with you for Jian Zhaowen again like this...”
Unique thinking. Even at this time, she was still competing for Jian Zhaowen. Yu Zhimei vaguely thought that this was also a sign of her true feelings for Jian Zhaowen, and she was even a little touched. She lay on the stretcher, listening to people walking around her. Jian Zhaowen seemed to still be in line to pay the bill. Qiu Nuo was guarding the bedside and even thoughtfully took out an eye mask and put it on Yu Zhimei’s head. She only heard Qiu Nuo say, “Thank you.”
“It’s nothing. You were facing them directly at the time. With a slightly different angle, your eye socket would probably have been smashed.”
“I mean, why did you help me block it?”
Yu Zhimei was really too sleepy. “I really didn’t do it on purpose. Kindness is my conditioned reflex.”
Being hit by a piece of art with genitals on it, a mild concussion plus two broken ribs, was the most absurd thing Yu Zhimei had experienced in her twenty-nine years of life. Besides that, she also experienced general anesthesia and stayed in a special care ward overnight with a urinary catheter. Jian Zhaowen didn’t have time to stay in the ward. When she had the catheter removed and was helped to sit up, she deeply felt that health was the capital of revolution. The Yu Zhimei who used to walk with a breeze and step on the gas without blinking now didn’t even dare to breathe loudly—it hurt, it really hurt!
As for the young miss Qiu Nuo, who Yu Zhimei had protected, she stayed in the room with her overnight after the surgery, which was quite dutiful. But because she was too delicate and picky about the hospital food, Yu Zhimei forcefully kicked her out of the ward. The most annoying thing for a sick person was a talkative family member.
She spent three quiet days with earphones in, and besides the inconvenience of getting up, she had gained a rare rest. She could still hear the white noise in the ward through her earphones. In the entire ward, she was the youngest patient with the lightest injuries. The hospital meals were bland, and she didn’t have much appetite. She ate and slept, and then woke up in the middle of the night like an owl. Jian Zhaowen had wanted to take her home to recuperate, but seeing the deep wound below her chest, he gave up, hoping she would wait until the stitches were removed safely before going home. Taking advantage of the quiet, she also seriously sorted out her next work plans. Wanting to find a few subordinates to make video content, Yu Zhimei naturally had to carefully consider what kind of people she needed: 1. People who genuinely understood and liked cars, which wasn’t difficult; 2. People with interesting personalities, preferably those who would have a persona without Yu Zhimei needing to package them; 3. People with brains and ambition, preferably old fans of Brother Xing, who wouldn’t easily terminate their contracts after gaining fans; 4. Male bloggers. Someone had once asked her why she didn’t make videos herself, but when watching car media, viewers almost unconditionally assumed that male bloggers understood car brands and performance better. Even if she had many dissatisfactions, standing from the perspective of only being able to win and not lose, she wouldn’t take the risk.
The ward door opened gently, and it was Jian Zhaowen. Jian Zhaowen, carrying a big backpack, conjured up steaming shrimp dumplings, chicken feet in black bean sauce, custard buns, and two durian pancakes. It was quiet all around. The two of them drew the curtains tightly, lowering their voices to a whisper. Jian Zhaowen stuffed a custard bun into Yu Zhimei’s mouth. “Want milk tea? Authentic Hong Kong-style milk tea.”
“No, after drinking Hong Kong-style milk tea, you can directly open your eyes to greet the first ray of sunlight.”
Jian Zhaowen unscrewed the lid and took a sip. “What are you afraid of? Just catch up on sleep during the day.”
Holding the phone screen towards Jian Zhaowen, Yu Zhimei was a little downcast. “I have to rest for a week, like a useless person in the hospital. Having my ribs pierced by a bunch of plastic genitals, don’t you think that’s a bizarre reason?”
The patient in the next bed suddenly coughed.
“It’s nothing. Let me see the wound.” Jian Zhaowen shone the phone light on it. “You have two black lines below your chest now, like centipedes. Does it still hurt?”
“It’s okay, it’s been quite itchy lately.”
“Sigh, so ugly. If you get disfigured in the future, I’ll have a way to recognize you.”
“How will you recognize me, by taking off my clothes?” Yu Zhimei pulled up her hospital gown. “Did I successfully repel my love rival?”
“What do you think?” Jian Zhaowen finally conjured up a box of flower cakes and gently opened it. “Although Lei Zheng promised to bear all the expenses, I still really want to kill him.”
“Me too. I never want to see anything related to that shape again in my life.” Yu Zhimei ate with crumbs all over her mouth. Jian Zhaowen rarely saw Yu Zhimei’s childish side, but now, with her messy eating and disheveled hair in a hospital gown, Jian Zhaowen was momentarily dazed, thinking he was taking care of a sixteen-year-old Yu Zhimei.
“Speaking of which, the video of Zheng Zeyan and Gao Yuan fighting has been uploaded online, and the views aren’t small.”
“Has Day and Night been affected?”
“It’s okay. On the contrary, another video went viral.”
“What video?”
“The video of me... squeezing through the crowd to kiss you.”
“...”
“I haven’t had time to visit you lately because the server is about to explode.” Jian Zhaowen’s eyes and teeth shone under the moonlight. “Although the two videos have given us mixed reviews, Day and Night has indeed achieved ‘nebula flow’ now.”
“You mean...”
“The number of registered users has exceeded one million. Recently, the daily active users are increasing by tens of thousands, and the content is exploding.”
Yu Zhimei hadn’t seen Jian Zhaowen smile so happily in a long time. “Congratulations, Boss Jian.”
“When you’re discharged, I’ll take you to see our new office, the third floor of Building 86 on Financial Street. We’ve already occupied a third of it. Lei Zheng has hired a lot of people, and they’ll be joining one after another next week.”
“Are you on the right track?”
“I guess so. The twenty million in funding came with a performance agreement, we’re racing against time.”
Pulling up a pillow, Yu Zhimei gently lay down. “It seems like one of us is always going through something good. I’m actually a bit worried that the video of Zheng Zeyan fighting will get Day and Night criticized.”
“That depends. Different platforms have different comments. Most of the comments on Weibo are criticizing Gao Yuan, while other more mainstream platforms are talking about Zheng Zeyan. Everyone is just an uninformed bystander, talking about the fight and the commotion. Of course, it’s good that the genitals weren’t filmed very clearly when you were hit, the lighting wasn’t good, otherwise the bar would have been shut down.”
Yu Zhimei laughed. “It shows that this incident wasn’t popular enough, otherwise it would have been dug up in no time. I think it’s like people accepting television and then accepting surfing the internet. Now people also have to accept ‘hot searches’ and cyberbullying. So many people are becoming netizens, this is a new change brought by the times.”
“Right now, it’s enough for people to download out of curiosity. The timing of that video was perfect. When I kissed you, the background was Sister He’s sentence, ‘I never doubt that love is the most beautiful thing in the world,’ and the music was that Tetsuya Komuro song you and Lei Zheng both like. I suspect Lei Zheng filmed it on purpose.”
“He’s not that smart, is he?”
Jian Zhaowen pointed to Yu Zhimei’s ribs. “Who knows. Damn it.”
The aunt in the next bed rolled over, letting out a dissatisfied sound in her throat. Jian Zhaowen looked at the time and yawned loudly. Yu Zhimei stuck a finger into Jian Zhaowen’s mouth, giggling at Jian Zhaowen’s eye roll—the price of laughter was rib pain. Jian Zhaowen sighed. “Although I want to sleep by your bed, I can’t. I’m a germaphobe.”
“Such a pretentious man is actually my boyfriend. Go home and sleep, after all, there’s still a mattress.”
“I have to go back to the company. Tomorrow morning is a meeting, followed by recruitment, and there are investor matters to resolve in the afternoon. I only have the middle of the night to fix bugs.”
“Purely a war of attrition.”
“Tell me about it. I bought the sleeping bag initially to scare myself, to punish myself if I didn’t finish work. Now I understand, that was my foresight.” Jian Zhaowen kissed Yu Zhimei’s forehead. “Did Lei Zheng and the others come to see you?”
“They did. Everyone in the ward was praising Xiaoxi for being cute. He wore a white T-shirt and jeans that day, so well-behaved, and complimented all the old aunts in the room.”
“Such a little enchantress.”
“Speaking of which, visiting hours are over. How did you get in...”
“Bribed the little nurse. How can you run a social app without a little personal charm? Gotta go, bye.” Jian Zhaowen released his fist in Yu Zhimei’s palm, revealing a velvet box. Before Yu Zhimei could look closely, Jian Zhaowen was already gone. When dawn broke, Yu Zhimei looked at it by the bedside. It was a pair of star-shaped earrings made of crushed diamonds. Jian Zhaowen posted a Weibo: “Day and Night’s total registered users today surpassed 1 million. When love transforms into a flowing nebula, everyone shines.”
It was 5 AM when Jian Zhaowen posted the Weibo. He lay in his sleeping bag, preparing to sleep for two hours before getting up to continue dealing with the crash issues. He had already bought bandwidth, computing resources, and storage. All that was left was to optimize the logic. But now, he couldn’t handle the endless problems alone. After waking up and attending a meeting, he would have interviews. His mind quickly calculated the approximate number of engineers he needed to hire, thinking about the remaining amount in the account. Only when the numbers were neatly arranged in his mind did he fall asleep.
When he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was an upside-down face. Lei Zheng, with his legs spread, was squatting above him, looking at him. “You haven’t shaved your beard.”
“Damn it, did I oversleep?”
“It’s only quarter past seven.”
Jian Zhaowen laboriously arched out of the sleeping bag, his eyes barely open from sleep. “Sleeping two hours a day is really killing my liver.”
“Xiaoxi’s been out competing recently, sleeping one hour a day.”
“He’s almost ten years younger than me. Don’t you understand I’m old?” Jian Zhaowen crawled out of the sleeping bag, remembering the last time he went to borrow Lei Zheng’s bathroom. Xiaoxi was pounding his shoulders and yelling, “So tired, my bones are falling apart! Waking up after this sleep feels like I’ve been raped.”
Overdoing it with staying up late... that’s the feeling.
“If you really thought you were old, you wouldn’t be starting a business. You’d be like those unenergetic young people, living out your days in a state-owned enterprise. But I advise you, don’t rush to feel old at thirty. Enjoy a comfortable life for a year, and you won’t understand anything when the industry is booming.” Lei Zheng slammed a cup of coffee in front of him. “Meeting at nine, hurry up and go take a shower at my place.”
“What are you doing here so early? Aren’t you supposed to start work in the afternoon?”
“The number of registered users has broken a million, how can I still be able to sleep?” Lei Zheng sat on the swivel chair, the side of his face hidden by the chair back revealing an uncontrollable smile.
Jian Zhaowen packed up his sleeping bag and went to Lei Zheng’s place, carrying a shopping bag—the company had stocked up on new underwear and T-shirts in large packs, and there were also overseas shopping packages sent directly to the company—after Yu Zhimei was hospitalized, he was too lazy to even go home. He didn’t know whether to say Lei Zheng was arrogant or his own taste was too bad, but in any case, Lei Zheng’s hiring was a daily source of frustration. And after the expansion, he needed R&D engineers: 2 iOS, 3 Android, and 2 testers. He stood in the bathroom brushing his teeth, still seriously calculating the hiring time. The electric toothbrush turned on before he could put it in his mouth, and the toothpaste fell off. He squeezed some more in his mouth and then held it the wrong way, almost vibrating his teeth out. He didn’t even have time to sleep, let alone have sex. Looking at the dark circles under his eyes in the mirror, he felt like he would lose ten years of his life if this continued. He took a shower and came out naked, just in time to hear the sound of keys outside the door. Xiaoxi pushed open the door, his eyes still sleepy, and shouted when he saw him, “Oh my god, what are you doing here!”
“I was working overtime... came to borrow the bathroom for a shower...”
Xiaoxi’s gaze intensely scanned Jian Zhaowen’s naked body, then stopped between Jian Zhaowen’s legs, his face flushing red. Jian Zhaowen didn’t understand if all gay people were this open. He threw a towel at the other man’s face. “What’s going on, watching a show at the zoo?”
“It’s so big...”
“What the—?” Jian Zhaowen frantically put on his T-shirt and underwear, his hand holding the unwrapped package frozen in mid-air.
“I was saying, I didn’t realize your forehead was so big, wide enough to play soccer.” Xiaoxi pulled down the towel. “Can you hurry up and leave! I’m so tired from filming my show, I need to shower and sleep too! When is Lei Zheng coming back? I haven’t seen him in a month.”
“The company is less than two hundred meters away, just call him.” Jian Zhaowen suddenly understood the meaning of “haven’t seen him,” put on his clothes without even bothering to iron out the wrinkles. “Saw me naked and immediately thought of Lei Zheng, that was fast, wasn’t it? Gotta go, gotta go, otherwise I’ll stumble upon your hot scene.”
Xiaoxi shouted at the door, “Get out!”
What fiery tempers. While Jian Zhaowen waited for the elevator, Carl’s message suddenly came through: “Bro, is the team still short of people? I’ve thought about it carefully and can’t suppress my desire to make things happen.” Previously, when looking for early partners, Carl politely declined Jian Zhaowen’s idea of starting a business together, choosing to stay in a state-owned enterprise to enjoy the benefits and settle down comfortably with marriage. However, as soon as the news of Day and Night’s twenty million funding came out, Carl contacted him—it was unclear whether he was moved by Jian Zhaowen's Day and Night or just being opportunistic. Considering their old friendship and genuinely needing a product manager, Jian Zhaowen forwarded Carl's resume to Lei Zheng. But the next day, after Lei Zheng paid Yu Zhimei’s medical bills and then spent an hour in the meeting room chatting with Carl, he came out and threw the resume on Jian Zhaowen’s desk. “Are you kidding me? Your so-called senior product manager is just a middle schooler to me. Asking for 500,000 for this? Better stay in your original unit and enjoy your retirement!”
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