For a moment, Kun Yu’an was stunned, thinking that he had misheard. He hesitated and turned his head, saying, “???”
Even the barrage was incomprehensible.
[“???”]
[“?????”]
[“Did I hear it wrong? Who is holding whom??”]
People around looked at him with skeptical expressions.
Song Jianchu’s eyelids twitched.
He paused for a moment, and then said in a harsh tone, “My arm hurts.”
“Oh.” Mu Ye’s gaze shifted slightly upward. “Can I hug your shoulder?”
The people around gradually looked at them strangely.
Song Jianchu’s face turned wooden. “My shoulder is also uncomfortable.”
Mu Ye’s gaze moved up again. “Can I touch your head?”
“You can.” Afraid that this person might say something unbearable, Song Jianchu quickly interrupted, “Photography teacher, take the picture.”
The photography teacher came to his senses. “Okay, both teachers look here.”
Mu Ye lowered his head and secretly tightened his lips. He adjusted his expression and smiled as he placed his hand on the boy’s soft hair.
One second before the shutter clicked, Song Jianchu felt warm fingers slipping into his hair. The fingers closed and secretly lightly scratched the top of his hair.
In the camera, the boy’s expression remained calm, but his ears turned red in an instant.
With a click, the image froze.
At 6:30 in the evening, all the store employees began their evening business on the second day.
The fan bus parked on time in front of the store parking lot. The bus door opened, and the specially invited fan club of the program group orderly got off the bus.
As the fans got off the bus, they paused and looked at the scene not far away, hesitating to approach.
In front of the gorgeous and exquisite Christmas tree, the male god store employees lined up with Christmas hats on, and the surrounding air seemed to be filled with dreamy starlight effects.
The barrage was almost flooded with saliva.
[“Mom, is this heaven??”]
[“Hahaha”]
[“Oh my god, the divine team!”
[“Ah, my eyes feel so comfortable. I’ve watched this part dozens of times.”]
[“This is the variety show I should be watching!!!”]
All the fans had hearts in their eyes and were excited.
What else do they need for Christmas gifts? The beauty of the store employees is the best gift!
Pei Shinian smiled warmly and said, “Hello everyone, Merry Christmas.”
As if at his command, the fans of each family rushed up and surrounded their idols.
Because they were fans of male artists, all the members of the fan club were young girls, and it was easy to tell whose fan they were. The fans who rushed to Pei Shinian were all lively little girls; the ones around Bai Xingyu looked like bold women; and the fans of Lu Shen were all artistic young women.
Mu Ye was loved by all types of fans, and the fan base had a relatively wide coverage. All kinds of girls surrounded him, blushing and shy.
All the male god employees greeted their respective fans kindly, but only the store manager and the female god employee were left alone.
Since Kun Yu’an was a temporary employee, the program group did not invite her otaku fans.
Kun Yu’an looked at the empty bus and asked in confusion, “Didn’t the program group invite the store manager’s fans?”
Song Jianchu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said to the idle employee, “Let them entertain. You and I will go in and prepare hot drinks.”
“Huh?” Kun Yu’an suddenly looked into the distance. “Store manager, look, why is another bus coming?”
Stopping in their tracks, Song Jianchu turned around, squinting as the bright headlights of the cars at the entrance of the pitch-black mountain road shone in their eyes.
Five different high-end luxury cars drove slowly into the courtyard, parking side by side next to the bus in an orderly manner.
Song Jianchu looked at the director of the psychiatric hospital, raising an eyebrow and asking, “Are there any special guests?”
The director replied, “There’s a group of fans coming, they didn’t come with the program crew’s car.”
Suddenly realizing something, Song Jianchu hesitated for a moment as they looked at the several flashy luxury cars.
The grand entrance of the convoy drew everyone’s curiosity as they looked over.
The doors of the five luxury cars opened simultaneously, and twenty glamorous women dressed in luxury fashion for the season, donning sunglasses, got out of the cars. They slammed the car doors shut, holding expensive bouquets and luxury gift boxes in their hands as they walked towards them.
Everyone looked towards the quiet store manager next to them.
[“Families… Could it be that these are…?”]
[“Hehe, I told you the program crew wouldn’t dare to ignore my son.”]
As the women walked straight towards him, Song Jianchu’s eyelids twitched, subconsciously taking a step back. “…”
The next second, the group of rich ladies passed by him without looking, squeezing into the fans of Mu Ye.
Mu Ye’s fans: “???”
The rich ladies pushed up their sunglasses, warmly presenting Mu Ye with bouquets and luxury gift boxes.
“Happy holidays, Mu Ye Teacher!”
“I don’t know what you like, so I prepared a small gift.”
“You’re working under my son, are you getting used to your job? Is there anything you’re not satisfied with in your position? If so, you must tell my son.”
“My child is young and inexperienced. It’s his first time on a variety show. Please take good care of him in the future, Teacher Mu!”
Everyone: “…”
Song Jianchu: “…”
[“No wonder we’re family. You did what I wanted to do.”]
[“Feels like a parent chat group.”]
[“Hahaha, the fans of the Demon King’s little brother are so interesting.”]
Mu Ye also froze for a moment, then came back to his senses and smiled, “Thank you, I will.”
After greeting Teacher Mu, the wealthy fan group turned back to their own spoiled child.
The older sisters smiled and asked, “Son, have you been performing well in front of your male idol these past few days?”
“You didn’t have time to spend money while recording the show, so you must have been bored, right?”
“It’s okay, Mom has helped you spend.” A fan handed over a handful of luxury bags, “Your favorite brand has released a Christmas limited edition new product. Take a look and see if you like it?”
The eyes of the whole room became subtle and envious, thinking to themselves that it’s no wonder they’re fans of the great Demon King, every person has their own loyal fan.
Song Jianchu was surrounded by the wealthy women, blushing with embarrassment, “I don’t like it, you don’t have to spend money for me.”
“It’s okay, Mom has brought you other surprises.” A fan smiled mysteriously with her hands behind her back, “Do you want to know what it is?”
Song Jianchu’s face was expressionless, “I don’t want to know.”
The female fan seemed not to have heard him and took out a mirrorless camera that was perfect for vlogging, “Mom brought you a camera!”
Song Jianchu was stunned.
Don’t these people know that the one thing his family doesn’t lack is cameras?
The next second, the female fan considerately said, “I know you don’t have time to vlog while recording the show, so Mom specifically brought a camera to help you shoot materials!”
Song Jianchu: “.”
[“Well done!!”]
[“Hahaha, no wonder they’re my sisters.”]
[“Good job! Don’t give this kid any excuses for delaying updates!”]
The female fan considerately said, “I’ll send you the materials via private message when you get back, so you can edit and update directly when you finish recording the show, making your idol-chasing career a success!”
“Mom is considerate, isn’t she?”
Song Jianchu gritted his teeth with a black face, “…Thank you.”
Fans have started helping to film vlog footage, holding cameras and saying, “Merry Christmas, Stinky Baby! It’s another day to capture beautiful life!”
A female fan next to them laughs and says, “My son looks so cute wearing a Christmas hat, like an angry little bird.”
Song Jianchu remains silent, feeling the gaze of the entire room upon him. His ears grow hotter and hotter, and he thinks about chasing these people away.
Suddenly, Mu Ye’s voice rings out from behind him, asking, “Boss, where should we seat your fans? I’ll take them there.”
Song Jianchu calmly turns around and says, “You go handle that. I’ll take them.”
Then he stiffly says to his fans, “Follow me.”
Under the watchful eye of several other waves of fans, Song Jianchu leads his own fans to their seating area and says, “Here, have a seat.”
Other fans are crying tears of joy when their idol takes them to their seats, but the fans of Mo Wang’s brother are quick to leave as soon as they sit down.
“We’re good. You don’t need to worry about us. Go do your thing.”
“My son is doing well, and we’ll take care of ourselves. You don’t need to worry too much about us.”
Song Jianchu responds, “I see.”
The rich lady fan’s seating area is right next to the fan club of Mu Ye’s global fans, who pretend not to see the Mo Wang fan club next to them.
Once Song Jianchu leaves, two representatives from the rich lady fan club walk over carrying twenty lipstick sets, and say enthusiastically, “Sisters, are you part of the demon clan? It’s the holidays, so we’ve prepared a small gift.”
“My son is also a part of your family. We’re all one big family,” says the other representative, offering the gift box. “If you have any internal activities in the future, please let us know so our little stinky child can join in. Thank you so much.”
Before the fans of Mu Ye arrived, they had a meeting and agreed to avoid interacting with the fans of the Demon King’s younger brother during the recording. However, they couldn’t prevent the enthusiastic fans of the Demon King’s younger brother, so the president of the Mu Ye Global Fans Support Association had to respond.
The Christmas special event officially began, and all the staff were busy.
Making a hundred servings of mixed rice in a short amount of time was a significant challenge for the kitchen team.
Fortunately, after two days of training, the entire kitchen team leveled up.
Chef Bai mastered the ultimate skill of making six servings of mixed rice at once, becoming a master of mixed rice.
Kitchen assistant Lu became an emotionless plate placement machine, with smooth movements like a production line.
Utility worker Xiao Pei also rose from the potato hell, and could now wash twenty potatoes in just ten minutes while also finding time to wash a few dishes for the chef.
The one hundred servings of mixed rice were completed in less than an hour.
In this challenging business test, the business team also received a comprehensive upgrade.
The front-of-house staff could easily carry ten cups of drinks with both hands, doubled the speed of serving, and still remained elegant and composed, even managing to smile and charm customers, taking care of their hearts and eyes.
The manager’s ability to control the scene had also become perfect. He immediately appeared wherever he was needed, becoming the biggest source of security and peace of mind for all employees to focus on their work.
Even the one-day employees could work independently and quickly without requesting support, becoming valuable assistants to the business team.
The fans all came to see their male idol, but only the fans of the Demon King’s younger brother came to supervise their son’s star chasing and help him fend off rivals.
Mu Ye came out alone, carrying ten cups of drinks, which looked risky. Kun Yu’an immediately ran over and offered to help, “Teacher Mu, let me carry them for you.”
The Demon King’s fan group shouted, “Son!”
Song Jianchu sighed and took the other tray from Mu Ye’s hand, “I’ll help.”
Mu Ye smiled slightly, “Thank you, Manager.”
Mu Ye moved a heater alone, which looked heavy. Kun Yu’an immediately ran over and offered to help again, “Teacher Mu, let me help you move it.”
The Demon King’s fan group shouted, “Son!!”
Song Jianchu walked over with a straight face, “Together.”
Mu Ye gave him a disdainful look, “The manager is really good.”
Mu Ye was sweating from being so busy. He stood still and wiped his sweat with the back of his hand for a few seconds. Kun Yu’an immediately ran over and said, “Teacher Mu, I have tissue here.”
The Devil King fan club exclaimed, “Son!!!”
Song Jianchu didn’t move this time and gritted his teeth as he turned around, “Are you guys crazy??”
Did they expect him to help wipe the sweat?
Mu Ye took the tissue Kun Yu’an handed him and said, “Thank you.”
Kun Yu’an smiled apologetically, “You’re welcome.”
The Devil King fan club watched on, feeling dizzy with anger. “Such a great opportunity, and it was snatched away. You’re useless and make me so angry!”
Song Jianchu’s expression was speechless. He picked up a stack of empty bowls and walked into the shop, not wanting to deal with these boring people.
Just as he turned around, his shoulder bumped into someone behind him.
Before he could lift his head, a hand lifted his slightly damp hair and wiped his sweat with a tissue.
Song Jianchu was stunned for a moment, slowly raised his head, and met the man’s gentle and low-hanging gray eyes.
He forgot to speak, and his breathing stopped for a moment.
Mu Ye lightly pressed the tissue on his forehead, looking focused as he softly said, “The shop manager should put on another layer of clothes, it’s sweating too much and might catch a cold.”
Song Jianchu regained his senses and immediately lowered his gaze. “Mm.”
The Devil King fan club covered their mouths and giggled in unison, “Hehe.”
The other male idol fans around them, “…”
Under the perfect service of the male idol’s part-time job team, one hundred fans finished their meal happily, with both satisfied taste buds and visual enjoyment.
The store manager gave special Christmas apple pies as gifts to the fans, putting a perfect and sweet ending to the special Christmas event.
After sending off the hundred-person fan group, the three-day and two-night overnight business finally ended with a bang.
It was also time for the daily staff to say goodbye.
Although Kun Yu’an came mainly to chase after stars, she ended up working hard with everyone for a day, and chasing stars became an incidental gain.
The biggest gain was the camaraderie she developed with the members.
As she left, it was as if she was retiring from the military. Kun Yu’an’s eyes turned red, choking up as she hugged each employee in turn: “You all have to work hard. Even if I’m not here, you have to be okay. I’ll watch the show and cheer you on!”
As the leader of the Bai Xingyu team, Lao Da Ge patted her back like an older brother and gave her a hug: “Although I don’t know what kind of job you’ll have next time you come to work, you’ve always been our reserve employee. Come back to work overtime when you have time.”
Lu Shen also politely hugged her.
Pei Shinian nervously hugged his goddess: “You must come back. I…we’ll be waiting for you.”
As she walked up to Mu Ye, Kun Yu’an prepped herself for the encounter, nervously but naturally extending her hand to him: “Teacher Mu, thank you. You taught me so much today. You’re really an amazing senior.”
Mu Ye didn’t touch the girl’s body, and instead gave a gentlemanly fake hug for a second before smiling and saying, “It’s all thanks to the store manager’s good training.”
Kun Yu’an smiled stiffly for a moment and said, “Uh, the store manager is also amazing.”
Song Jianchu beside them had a slightly dazed expression.
Finally, Kun Yu’an walked up to Song Jianchu, smiling as she extended her hand: “Manager, you’re really handsome. I want to keep working with you forever. I’ll always be your employee.”
Song Jianchu politely gave her a fake hug and said, “Keep up the good work.”
For a moment, Song Jianchu hugged her before letting go and stepping back. But she didn’t release his hand.
Song Jianchu: “?”
The next second, Kun Yu’an whispered in his ear, “I saw it this afternoon, on the second floor.”
Song Jianchu: “!!!”
His pupils trembled as he stiffly let the girl hug him.
“I took photos,” Kun Yu’an said in a gloomy tone. “If you don’t want those things I saw this afternoon to be made public, then behave.”
Song Jianchu’s face also turned cold.
Within two seconds, he thought of a hundred ways to keep it under wraps.
Finally, he decided that fifty million should be enough.
Mu Ye watched the two embrace for several seconds, his eyes narrowing slightly.
Song Jianchu was just thinking of getting her contact information so they could discuss terms later, when he heard her whisper in his ear, “Those things tonight were just demonstrations for you.”
Song Jianchu’s expression froze. “What?”
Kun Yu’an said softly, “Learn well and keep this unruly demon under control for me.”
Song Jianchu’s eyes gradually became confused. “What?”
The girl chuckled strangely in his ear twice.
“You two, stay put for me.”
SJ and his fans are so cute lol.
oh the girl is so sus