Chapter 273: Chapter 273: Our Boss Is Not Just Any Dog
Netizens' memories refresh quickly, but stored data never disappears.
Seeing the popularity of the "Rich Second Generation" character design on the internet,
the official operations team at Dongdama couldn't sleep. They quickly posted these two images on their official Weibo.
The number of comments and views skyrocketed in a short time.
In less than two hours,
the comment section of Dongdama's official Weibo saw
a news photo of Chen Jianhai, dressed formally, shaking hands with Mayor Sui, pinned to the top.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
"That's my Rich Second Generation! This is exactly the kind, gentle, and responsible Rich Second Generation I imagined!!"
"Oh my God, the Rich Second Generation is actually the owner of a five-star hotel in real life?!"
"Lang'ai Hotel... I remember now, I have their promotional video saved on Qiliqili!"
"The Rich Second Generation's identity is real, so does that mean his story is real too...!!!"
As Chen Jianhai's formal photo trended in the comment section,
soon, another photo quickly rose to prominence.
This photo was more casual,
more like a candid street shot.
On a moonlit beach, beautiful fireworks adorned the sky,
a few young people gathered around a bustling barbecue stand.
The barbecue stand combination was quite remarkable.
A clean-looking young man sat on a rock, playing guitar and singing.
A middle-aged man, dressed in a meticulously neat black shirt, was handing out grilled skewers.
A person with their back to the camera was holding a case of beer, preparing to unload it from a truck.
A young man in a flamboyant pink shirt stood behind the barbecue grill, fanning the coals with one hand and grilling skewers with the other.
And lastly!!!
A young man wearing a Calabash Brothers T-shirt and large shorts,
squatting on a small stool,
was seriously digging through the refrigerated storage box for meat skewers!
"Is this my silly Rich Second Generation?"
"Damn, the tears I shed for the Rich Second Generation dried up when I saw this photo, hahahaha!"
"This can't be real, right? This isn't possible!!!"
"The vibe is completely different!!!"
Facing doubts in the comment section,
the person who posted the photo replied:
"I saw this photo on Sun Chicheng's Weibo."
"The Jasmine Hotel on Little Majia Island is also owned by Chen Jianhai."
"Brother Sun was a commentator for an event on Little Majia Island. He took this photo on the night of the competition. The time and place match perfectly. I believe there's a 90% chance this is the Rich Second Generation himself!"
As various details were confirmed,
the discussion section became lively again:
"But why would the owner of a five-star hotel sell barbecue on the beach? Aren't they all wealthy?"
"I don't understand either... but he looks so cute!"
"Even the rich need to eat barbecue!!!"
"The ancestors said it well: No business deal can't be sealed over a barbecue! If there is, then have two barbecues!"
...
Lang'ai Hotel Slacker Group.
A group where everyone except the boss could chat freely.
A place where, aside from work and study, everyone could gossip about the boss.
At this moment, the group was buzzing!
Employees from Lang'ai Hotel and Jasmine Hotel, lying in their dorm beds, engaged in intense late-night discussions and debates!
"Lin, did you hire this external PR too?? Awesome!"
"So this is what the inside of Jasmine Hotel looks like!! We've been at Lang'ai Hotel, always curious about Jasmine, and we ended up seeing it in a manga."
"Even though this Rich Second Generation looks exactly like the boss, the personality doesn't match!"
"Our boss wouldn't put up with the main character. He'd probably kick that little brat."
"Although... I love the boss's tragic romantic white moonlight persona!! The splash screen was so handsome!!!"
"I'm going to cheer for the boss like crazy!!"
"Me too!! The animated splash screen and the boss's desperate, heartbroken eyes at the end really hit me!!"
"Yes, yes!! Those eyes were killer..."
As the female employees continued to express their excitement,
the electrician couldn't help but speak up,
"What's there to cheer for? This isn't a white moonlight; it's just a sycophant!"
His words silenced the group.
After a long pause, with no one saying anything, the electrician started to panic.
He tried to retract his message, but it was already past the 2-minute window.
With no other choice,
the electrician forced himself to send another message:
"Of course, even sycophants have different levels. Our boss, even if he's a sycophant, is a Tibetan Mastiff, definitely not just any dog!"
"Bro, I screenshotted it."
"Bro, I screenshotted it."
"Bro, I screenshotted it."
...
Seeing the repeated copies, the electrician sent a "kicking chair suicide" gif and said no more.
"But I feel like this is the boss's love story!"
Suddenly, the bartender at Lang'ai Hotel sent a message.
"I, Brother An Xia, and Brother Bin saw the boss smashing his phone in heartbreak!"
This message blew up the chat.
"Tell us more, we've never heard this story before!"
"I've always wondered why the boss's phone is so beat up. Turns out he broke it himself?"
Bartender: "Here's what happened. That day we saw the boss sitting by the pool bar, texting his ex-girlfriend..."
Before he could finish, the electrician interrupted again.
"Come on, you're making this up. How do you know he was texting his ex? Did he tell you?"
Bartender: "I just screenshotted it."
Electrician: "Bro, I was wrong. Please continue..."
...
Of course, no one truly believed the bartender's story.
They had been with Chen Jianhai long enough to know his character.
It was just a fun story to hear.
Meanwhile, the instigator of all this, Tang Tangtang, was sleeping soundly.
For this recommendation,
he had stayed up three nights to produce ten chapters of drafts.
When he woke up, it was already 7:30 AM the next day.
"I wonder how the recommendation did last night. I should've gained at least 200 subscriptions."
Tang Tangtang opened his eyes and unlocked his phone,
then,
he took a deep breath!
Even before opening the Dongdama app,
he could already imagine the intense atmosphere in the book review section from last night,
probably with readers cursing out his ancestors.
Sure enough,
as the familiar and dazzling Rich Second Generation splash screen popped up,
the next moment,
hundreds of official messages crazily popped up from his phone,
"Notification: You have a pending message."
"Notification: You have a pending message."
"Notification: You have a pending message."
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