After Mu Ye finished speaking, the people around secretly nodded in agreement.
“Of course, this kid is no prince. From any angle, his arrogant and domineering demeanor is clearly that of a king.”
The army of demon kings in the barrage also agreed.
[“Teacher Mu is right. My son has no one above him, he is his own king.”]
[“Who dares to be my son’s father on the entire internet?”]
[“This is also a practical consideration. Due to family reasons, the demon king’s younger brother has been living independently for a long time.”]
Almost every day, someone is watching what happens in the wealthy family. Most netizens know that the demon king’s father died of leukemia when he was very young. His mother passed away even earlier, reportedly due to an accident, but no one knows the specific details.
The “ball” of Cinderella has ended, and the last business has officially come to an end.
After settling the accounts for the last guest, the agent of the restaurant’s operations ended perfectly.
The mother had been waiting in the shop and felt very embarrassed when the staff were busy. She found the manager and took out a card, wanting to pay for all the expenses to fulfill her daughter’s dream.
After several attempts, Song Jianchu, as the sponsor of the program, refused to accept her payment and said, “Thank you for your cooperation, which made the last business have exciting program highlights. This part of the cost will be covered by the program budget, and the toys will be given to the children as a birthday gift.”
Indeed, that set of toys was expensive, but for Song Jianchu, it was not a significant amount of money. However, the single mother was a primary school teacher in the county town, and it may have been a burden for her.
Although Song Jianchu said so, the little girl’s mother was still very embarrassed and could only keep thanking him.
Before leaving, the little girl ran up to Song Jianchu again and asked with her head up, “Brother, are you really a king?”
Song Jianchu lowered his gaze and replied with a faint “Hmm” as the little child exclaimed, “Wow! Can the king have anything he wants?”
After thinking for a moment, Song Jianchu responded, “Sort of.”
The little girl looked at him with admiration and asked, “Can I become a king too?”
Song Jianchu replied, “Not necessarily.”
[“Hehe, this brother is so mean. Hahaha”]
[“As expected of you”]
[“The little child’s happiness has flown away again]
[“Song Jianchu, Dream Master and Wake-up Master”]
The happiness on the little child’s face froze for a moment and was replaced with sadness. Pei Shinian was washing dishes in the kitchen and laughed, “Our manager really doesn’t know how to handle children.”
“Normal,” Bai Xingyu said, “Because our manager is still a child himself.”
Mu Ye was washing cups and looked up, hooking the corners of his mouth. Seeing the little child’s happiness about to disappear, Mu Ye wiped his hands with an apron and went to comfort the child.
Song Jianchu added, “But if you listen to your mother, work hard in school and study, you will have more choices in the future. You can be your own king and take control of your own future.”
[“Hahaha, son, do you want to tell the little child these profound life lessons?””]
[“The Devil King’s little brother is really cute”]
Watching the 18-year-old boy earnestly talking to a five-year-old about life, Mu Ye smiled and decided not to interrupt.
The last customer left, and Mu Ye flipped the “open” sign to “closed” for the final time. The team sat around the dining table after cleaning up the shop.
Director Cui said, “Now, let’s announce the total revenue and customer satisfaction rating for the three-day-two-night proxy operation.”
[“Here it comes”]
[“Squatting”]
Pei Shinian nervously stared at the paper in the director’s hand, “There shouldn’t be any negative feedback, right?”
Bai Xingyu said, “Not necessarily. We were not proficient on the first day, and the serving speed was a bit slow.”
Lu Shen nodded in agreement.
Song Jianchu leaned against the back of the chair with his arms crossed, lazily listening with half-closed eyes.
I haven’t slept enough for three days. Now that I’ve relaxed a bit, the strong drowsiness immediately comes back.
Director Cui read out the summary report: “In these three days of running the restaurant, you experienced three lunchtime and two nighttime openings, totaling 11 hours of business, receiving a total of 1,163 customers and selling 1,356 bowls of mixed rice and 1,178 drinks.”
[“Wow”]
[“We sold so much!”]
“Your total revenue is 27,896 yuan, with an average expenditure of 23.98 yuan per person–“
As the director spoke, the rich second-generation idol who had never worked before murmured in shock: “I worked so hard, peeled over a thousand potatoes, and only made this little money in three days?”
Song Jianchu lazily replied with narrowed eyes, “The mixed rice was not raised in price, and the drink prices were not high. This is normal.”
Upon hearing the data later, Pei Shinian widened his eyes in surprise.
“–Compared with the original store, the daily customer flow increased by 116 times, and the daily revenue increased by 90 times.”
Pei Shinian: “!!!”
[“!!!”]
[“Ninety times!”]
[“So amazing!”]
“Customer satisfaction rating– 1163 five-star ratings, zero four-star, three-star, two-star, and one-star ratings.”
The director put down the report and showed a smile for the first time since filming began. “Congratulations, you have created a miracle and saved this restaurant from bankruptcy.”
All the staff smiled with relief and applauded, even Lu Shen, who usually had an icy face, had a faint smile.
It was time for the staff’s applause.
Pei Shinian applauded vigorously, “Awesome, boss!!!”
Bai Xingyu gave a thumbs up, “Well done, boss.”
Mu Ye smiled and said, “The boss is amazing.”
Lu Shen said, “Not bad.”
Song Jianchu said, “It’s the result of everyone’s hard work. Everyone has worked hard.”
[“Miracle Team!”]
[“Ah, I really love these people.”]
[“Treasures of the entire cast.”]
“Finally,” the director said, “Let’s welcome the original owner of the restaurant, Grandma Li, to give you a rating for these three days of running the restaurant.”
The staff pushed open the door, and a middle-aged man pushed a white-haired old lady in a wheelchair into the restaurant.
Grandma Li smiled kindly and reached out her weathered hands to the staff, saying enthusiastically, “Thank you, kids. You’ve worked hard!”
The staff stood up and shook hands with Grandma Li one by one, giving her hugs.
After climbing up the mountain, Grandma Li saw that her shop had been completely renovated and almost didn’t recognize it. She was very emotional at the moment. For the past few days, Grandma Li had been watching the live stream of the shop’s business from below the mountain and had become familiar with all the staff.
Pei Shinian bent down to hug Grandma Li and asked, “Hello, grandma. How’s your back?”
“It’s really good, really good,” replied Grandma Li. “The young man works harder than the girls. He washed the potatoes so cleanly that even the skin was almost gone.”
“Hahaha, I have OCD. I can’t stand spots on potato skins,” said Pei Shinian.
[“Laughs”]
[“Pei Shinian’s OCD was very serious before, but now it’s much better. He used to feel uncomfortable wearing clothes that weren’t symmetrical in design.”]
Bai Xingyu also hugged Grandma Li and said, “Hello, elder. I’m your apprentice.”
Grandma Li didn’t watch much TV and didn’t know many celebrities. “I know, I’ve seen you all. The young man’s hands are really strong. Mixing rice is like practicing kung fu.”
“Grandma, he really does practice kung fu,” said Pei Shinian with a smile.
[“Bai Xingyu’s kung fu fried rice!!”]
[“The apprentice with excellent martial arts skills”]
Grandma Li hugged Lu Shen and said, “The way this young man arranges dishes is like an artist. I’ll have to learn from you in the future.”
Then they arrived at Mu Ye. After hugging him, Grandma Li looked at Mu Ye’s face and joked, “You’re really handsome, and you have a good character. I have a little granddaughter who likes you so much, she says you’re a male fairy. I said, to be so handsome, you must be a nine-tailed fox with a thousand years of experience.”
Everyone couldn’t help but laugh, and Pei Shinian echoed, “Grandma, you’re right. He is.”
Mu Ye smiled and said, “I’ve been hiding it for so long, but you still found out.”
[“Surprise! The king of music admits he’s not human!”]
[“Entertainment industry discovers nine-tailed fox!!”]
[“Hahaha, Grandma Li is so interesting.”]
Finally, they arrived at the store manager.
Song Jianchu bent down to lightly hug Grandma Li and said, “Hello.”
Grandma Li patted his back and said emotionally, “The youngest guy here, you’re really amazing. Thank you for helping me arrange the store so well, so I can rest and recover these past few days. You really worked hard.”
“It’s nothing,” said Song Jianchu, standing up straight and politely saying, “Thank you for letting me renovate your store. I hope it can make your business more prosperous in the future.”
[“Manager Demon King is the best!!!”]
[“Sons are always the best!!!”]
Tears filled Grandma Li’s eyes. “My life is almost over. I thought this shop wouldn’t last for more than a few years, but I never expected to see it full of customers today. I have no regrets in this life.”
Pei Shinian said busily, “This shop won’t do badly in the future, and your shop can be prosperous for decades to come.”
Mu Ye laughed and said, “We just helped this shop be rediscovered. Your recipe and good intentions are worth passing down through generations.”
Grandma Li’s son thanked them sincerely, “Thank you all. My mother is getting older and her health is getting worse. I’ve been working out of town all these years to make a living and haven’t had time to help her run this shop. I’ve always wanted to take her down the mountain to retire, but she’s too attached to this shop. Thanks to your help, business has become so good that my wife and I can quit our jobs and help my mother run this shop together with peace of mind.”
After the greetings, Director Cui said, “Grandma Li, you’ve been inspecting through live streaming down the mountain for the past few days, and I’m sure you have evaluated the work of these young people in your heart. The full score is 100 points. Please give a rating for this proxy operation.”
All the members waited nervously together.
Grandma Li smiled and said, “Full marks! You are all excellent!”
The program staff applauded together, “Congratulations to the Male Idol Work Team!”
Pei Shinian breathed a sigh of relief and happily said, “I’m also a person who has received full marks!”
[“Indeed”]
[“Congratulations to the student idol for achieving his first full marks in life”]
[“Hahaha, you’re such a clown every year, you’re going to make me laugh to death”]
Song Jianchu also finally let go of his heart and secretly exhaled a breath.
Everyone completely relaxed and happily chatted with Grandma Li about their professional experience over the past few days.
While chatting, the screenwriter took out a calculator and calculated the final amount of donations, multiplied the total revenue by the customer’s evaluation star rating, and then multiplied it by the original shop owner’s rating.
After the calculation, she looked at the director in shock and asked with her eyes: Is this donation amount really okay? Did the sponsor really agree?
Cui Yun nodded.
In fact, in the program group’s plan at the beginning, the highest rating for the original shop owner was 10 points.
In the past few days, they had negotiated with the new sponsor about the upper limit of this donation amount. The new sponsor thought that the donation multiplier for a “10-point” rating was too stingy and generously said that adding two more zeros would not be a problem.
Considering that it was the first few episodes, and they didn’t want to burn too much production cost and scare away other sponsors, the director’s group only added one more zero in the end.
The chief screenwriter announced the final donation amount: “After this episode is broadcast, we will donate 13,948,000 yuan in charity to the social groups in need. Thank you to the Male Idol Work Team for their hard work and contribution to the world with love!”
“Thanks to the program sponsor!”
“Thank you all! You’ve worked hard!”
[“Thank you sponsor dad!!!”]
[“Thank you, Song sponsor”]
[“Kisses to my son”]
[“You’ve all worked hard”]
[“”Take a break and rest well after work!”]
[“Mwah mwah, my dear Male Idol Work Team”]
[“Hehe, looking forward to the next episode”]
Bai Xingyu sighed as he rubbed his sore shoulder from mixing rice, “It was worth it.”
Lu Shen helped him massage it a few times and said, “Mhmm.”
Mu Ye looked at the person next to him who was texting with his head down and, borrowing the words of the screenwriter, Thank you, Mr. Jianchu, and I will continue to perform well in the future.”
Song Jianchu calmly edited the information with a slightly red ear, as if he didn’t hear anything.
Pei Shinian thought his brother was trying to curry favor. He quickly followed suit and said, “Thank you, Mr. Sponsor. I will do my best to perform well next time I come to work! I will try to get promoted by you to become a leader!”
Suddenly, his brother gave him a cold glance and blocked him in front of the sponsor, saying, “Don’t talk nonsense.”
Pei Shinian was confused and didn’t understand what was happening.
He realized later that this was the legendary “competition” in the workplace. If he didn’t compete, he might enter the next unknown hell. As a new employee in the workplace, Pei Shinian rarely talked back to his brother. He said, “Song Jianchu is the program sponsor, but he’s everyone’s sponsor, including mine. Why can’t I call him sponsor?”
Mu Ye, who rarely spoke, said, “You don’t sound nice.”
Pei Shinian was shocked. He didn’t want to come across as overly flattering. He said, “Was my tone too oily just now? Then let me change my tone.”
Pei Shinian turned his head and looked at the leader behind his brother. He put on his idol’s signature smile and said kindly, “Mr. Sponsor, when we get back, I will play games with you. Can you promote me to be a leader next time?”
Song Jianchu ignored everything and continued to send messages, arranging for a private jet to pick him up. He didn’t want to be a part of this childish conversation.
The next second, he felt a familiar and slightly resentful gaze cast towards him.
“Manager.” The man’s voice was low and helpless. “He bullied me.”
Pei Shinian was confused again. “What? How did I bully you? Wasn’t it you who started competing first?”
Song Jianchu put away his phone and raised his head. “I’m fine with playing games together, but I don’t accept bribes.”
Pei Shinian said regretfully, “Okay, then we’ll just play games. By the way, let’s exchange WeChat later, Jianchu.”
Song Jianchu replied, “Okay.”
Feeling the person beside him had resumed smiling, Song Jianchu sighed silently.
Two seconds later, he lowered his head and couldn’t help but smile.
The staff in the store began to pack up.
“Time to go!” The variety show host picked up the megaphone. “Everyone go home! Off work!”
There were too many staff members from the program, and they had already booked return tickets for everyone. Song Jianchu’s private jet was only meant to take the members back to Beijing.
There was a comfortable tailwind machine, so the member’s managers didn’t come to pick them up.
When they arrived at the airport, the plane was ready, and a line of beautiful female flight attendants and the captain stood to welcome them.
As top-tier artists, it was common for them to travel by private jet and they were used to it. But they were still impressed by the luxury of the interior of this plane.
There are two must-have show-off tools for top billionaires: yachts and private jets, and they burn money one after another.
However, private jets are not too bad, as the interior space is limited, and the decoration cost is not as high as that of a yacht.
There is a saying among top billionaires that if you want your assets to evaporate quickly, then play with yachts.
Private jets and yachts of top billionaires can be customized to suit their individual tastes. The design requirements of these billionaires are often diverse, but they never think their requests are strange.
Because when you have enough money, and have no worries, top billionaires create their lives with imagination.
Song Jianchu’s private jet was not decorated in the style of a nouveau riche, but instead pursued the best comfort. The truly expensive designs often lie in the details.
Pei Shinian sat on the milky white leather sofa, looked at the giant screen and top-of-the-line host in front of him, and paused, “Do you like playing console games?”
With guests present, Song Jianchu didn’t go to sleep in the bedroom on the plane. He sat in his seat, refused the help of the flight attendant, and fastened his seatbelt, “Mm.”
Muye naturally sat down beside him, also declining the considerate details of the service.
Bai Xingyu and Lu Shen also sat on the sofa. After being tortured by the kitchen, the two elder brothers closed their eyes and went to sleep as soon as they sat down. The flight attendants gently covered them with blankets.
The plane took off, and Pei Shinian, full of energy, wasn’t sleepy at all, so he put on his headphones and played games.
Song Jianchu was ready to take a good nap, so he lay down and closed his eyes. However, he opened them again and took out his phone after just two seconds. He hadn’t checked Weibo in a few days, so he had to check it out first and see if there were any problems in Mu Ye’s Weibo comments section.
For the time being, Mu Ye’s comment section was still normal, so Song Jianchu felt relieved.
Just as he was about to exit Weibo, he saw a trending topic on the homepage.
The first recording had just ended, and the program had not yet aired, but some irresistible leaks had already come out.
The confidentiality agreement signed by the guests only agreed not to disclose the shooting location, but it was impossible to conceal leaked photos.
Some netizens who have visited the store have uploaded photos of it.
[Beauty Falls in Love with the Internet: Ahhh I can’t reveal the content of the shoot, but I have to say! The store manager is too attractive!! Husband! Marry me!! [pictures][pictures][pictures]]
The first few highly upvoted comments in the section below don’t seem quite normal.
[Sister, you can’t do this. It’s not good to steal someone else’s husband. The store manager just finished shooting and is already in my bed [shy]]
[Hehe, the sisters nowadays are really good at dreaming. The store manager just got off work and is proposing to me, are the ones around you just stand-ins?]
[Xixi, my younger husband is really fragrant, the store manager’s little brother is calling me ‘older sister’ in my arms [heart] darling, you should call me ‘wife’]
[What exactly happened during the recording period? How did the store manager’s little brother suddenly get so many wife fans??]
…
Song Jianchu boredly looks at these comments and chuckles lightly.
Hearing his laughter, the person next to him suddenly leans over and glances at his phone screen, whispering as if understanding, “So you like this kind of thing.”
Song Jianchu turns his head in confusion, “?”
Two people are sleeping and one is wearing headphones. No one on the plane can hear their conversation.
“With this kind of preference, why didn’t you tell me,” Mu Ye looks at him with a meaningful smile, “I can do that too.”
Song Jianchu, “???”
Do what???
Mu Ye laughs softly in his ear with a hint of embarrassment, slowly leaning closer to him.
Suddenly there is a familiar intuition.
Song Jianchu blinks.
Mu Ye chuckles lightly in his ear, his warm and mellow voice sounding coquettish, “Husband–“
He only hears one word.
Song Jianchu’s face turns red, and he covers the person’s mouth next to him with a stern tone, “Go to sleep.”