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What good news is there in Chapter 248?
What good news is there in Chapter 248?
The alarm clock rang in the quiet and cold morning, like a sharp knife slicing through his eardrums and tearing apart his dream.
Yu Huan opened her eyes slightly in a daze, raised her head, frowned, and looked around the dimly lit room, a sense of doubt welling up in her heart.
The alarm clock has already rung, why isn't it dawn yet?
Consciousness wavered between sleep and wakefulness, the sound of drizzling rain outside the window faintly audible.
He tentatively reached out his hand, his fingertips lingering in the air for a moment, to feel the temperature outside the blankets.
If it's this cold indoors, the outdoor temperature must have dropped below zero.
He fumbled for his phone on the bedside table. When his fingertips touched the cold body of the phone, it felt as if he were being touched by ice. This chill completely woke him up.
The shrill alarm clock kept ringing in the room. He gently pressed the power button, and the alarm stopped abruptly.
The light from the phone screen was particularly glaring in the dim light.
He squinted, and after a moment's adjustment, he could see the time displayed on the screen—
8: 16.
October 1th, Thursday.
It's getting late; if I stay in bed any longer, I'll be late.
Yu Huan sat up abruptly, wrapped in the blanket, turned on the bedside lamp, grabbed the wool sweater from the bedside table, and quickly put it on while still under the covers.
Then, resolutely, I threw off the covers and faced the challenge of a sharp drop in temperature.
She was shivering like a leaf, quickly put on her pants and socks, slipped on her slippers, and lightly jumped around a few times to adjust to the temperature before going to open the wardrobe.
My fingertips gently glided over each coat, and I finally chose the black trench coat with a suit collar that I had bought with Teacher Wu. I paired it with a gray scarf, looking both stylish and warm.
She then went to the bathroom, looked at herself in the mirror, feeling refreshed despite the cold, and quickly finished washing up.
Before long, Yu Huan walked out of the first-floor corridor and into a world shrouded in damp, cold rain.
Pushing open the garage door, my gaze wandered around before finally deciding to treat my little BMW to a ride today.
The sound of the engine starting broke the silence. While warming up the car, he took out his phone to check the weather forecast.
I was relieved to know that the rain would stop around noon and the weather would turn cloudy.
He has been busy with soundproofing work lately, and hasn't had a break since he got home every day.
The soundproof ceiling is nearing completion; all that's left is to apply putty to the plasterboard and finish it by applying a white coat.
Last night, he had arranged with Xie Gouhua's cousin to come and replace the windows at five o'clock today. Construction is indeed inconvenient in the rain, and he certainly hopes the weather will improve. Otherwise, it will have to be postponed.
Gather your chaotic thoughts.
Yu Huan slowly pressed the accelerator with his toes.
When Yu Huan arrived at the new media department's workspace, carrying two large meat buns, he looked up and saw Chen Yaoyao holding a folder, yawning and waiting by his desk.
Yu Huan smiled and quickened her pace.
Chen Yaoyao stared at the tall figure that had suddenly appeared after she had just dozed off.
The hem of his black suit-collar trench coat swayed gently with his powerful strides, making him appear exceptionally dashing as he walked, as if carrying the wind with him.
The gray scarf around her neck adds the finishing touch to the overall look, making her appear very fashionable.
Chen Yaoyao, whose drowsiness had dissipated by the sight of Yu Huan, immediately called out as Yu Huan approached, "Brother Yu!"
"Hey, Chen Yaoyao, have you eaten breakfast yet?"
As Yu Huan spoke, she deftly pulled out her office chair and sat down, bowing slightly.
He untied the tightly sealed plastic bag, took the steamed bun that was no longer as hot as when it was fresh out of the oven, and took a big bite.
The outer skin had cooled down a bit, but the filling was still warm.
Upon hearing the question, which carried a hint of concern, Chen Yaoyao quickly replied, "I ate."
"Mmm." Yu Huan nodded, chewing on a steamed bun, and gave a muffled reply.
The central air conditioning in the workspace kept me at a comfortable temperature, and once I sat down, I felt warm all over.
Yu Huan untied her scarf and gently tossed it onto the side of her desk.
Chen Yaoyao opened the folder and gently placed it on Yu Huan's desk.
She pursed her lips and said seriously, "Brother Yu, the bidding and procurement process is over. This is a progress report, along with information on the winning bidder."
"it is good."
Yu Huan nodded slightly and glanced at the wall clock.
It's 8:59 now, and there's still half a minute before work starts.
He ate his steamed bun while slowly flipping through the folder.
The report was extremely detailed, spanning four full pages, recording every detail of the entire bidding and procurement process, down to the point that it almost included the writer's personal reflections.
The winning bidder is Pengcheng Zhongruan International Technology Service Co., Ltd., whose parent company, Zhongruan International, is a well-known listed IT outsourcing company.
Yu Huan had previously reviewed Zhao Yuan's procurement records.
The winning bidder was ultimately a small, unknown local company. It's unclear how they passed the evaluation and review process; it looked like a small workshop.
As for ChinaSoft International, it is well known in the industry that it is Huawei's outsourcing company. Looking at its relevant information, Yu Huan felt that it was reliable.
Having carefully reviewed Chen Yaoyao's weekly work report, he quickly read through the entire report in less than ten minutes, sentence by sentence, without going into detail.
Then I closed the folder and put it aside, crumpled the plastic bag into a ball, and accurately threw it into the trash can on the side of my desk.
He then stood up slightly, turned on his office computer, and said, "I've finished reading it. Well done. Chen Yaoyao, you've worked hard these past few days."
"It's not hard work!"
It was already past nine o'clock, the start of the workday, and Chen Yaoyao decisively began to state her job title:
"Deputy Director Yu, apart from issuing the winning bid announcement, it seems I don't have anything else to do for the time being..."
Before she said that, a hint of hesitation flashed across her face.
Yu Huan took out a tissue and gently wiped her hands, her eyes catching her subtle expression.
He then said in a gentle voice, "Then you should find something to do for now, such as refining the client-side solution."
Chen Yaoyao nodded slightly and replied softly, "I understand..."
Yu Huan turned to look at the computer screen, touched the mouse with her right hand, and placed her left hand on the keyboard.
I sent today's work schedule to everyone's work email.
At the same time, he moved his lips and said softly, "The department is about to expand its staff and needs to add management positions. Zhao Yuan is gone, and the position of assistant director can't remain vacant forever."
A faint sound echoed around the desk; the secret was kept secret.
"I understand!"
Chen Yaoyao nodded emphatically again, her voice tinged with joy. Brother Yu was targeting her!
"Then go and get busy."
"Yes, Deputy Director Yu!" Chen Yaoyao adjusted the thick glasses hanging on her nose.
Despite her inner excitement, she tried her best to remain calm, forcibly suppressing the corners of her mouth, and walked briskly back to her desk.
Yu Huan glanced at Little Potato's light-footed figure, which seemed to drift away like a gust of wind, and then looked around at her colleagues who were all in work mode. A smile couldn't help but appear on her lips.
These young people were selected from various departments based on merit; they can all be considered talented. The question is whether they have room for advancement and opportunities to showcase their talents.
Although Chen Yaoyao's abilities are not outstanding, she has the advantage of being upright and prudent, which makes her naturally pleasing to leaders.
Yu Huan pulled himself out of his reverie, picked up the mouse with his right hand, and began to slack off frequently while working on the office from time to time.
The rain outside the window gradually thinned out, the mist slowly dissipated, and the sky began to brighten slightly. Lunch break time arrived as scheduled.
Since Yu Huan decided to leave early at four o'clock today, she quickly finished her meal in the cafeteria and went straight to the elevator.
He planned to go back to the new media department to finish some of tomorrow's tasks in advance, because tomorrow is Friday and will be very busy.
At this point, the flow of people is all going downhill; there aren't many people going uphill.
Amidst a chorus of greetings, Yu Huan smiled and responded to each one before quickly stepping into the empty elevator car.
After arriving at the empty new media department's workspace, Yu Huan had barely sat down at the desk, her attention completely focused on the computer screen, when she suddenly heard Wang Xianjiao's voice beside her:
"Brother Yu, Brother Yu—"
Yu Huan looked up and followed the sound, only to see Wang Xianjiao standing beside him.
The expression on his face was a mixture of pleasure and excitement.
He couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's wrong? Is there some good news again?"
Wang Xianjiao turned her head and glanced at the workspace.
Two or three people, their attention not on them, then said mysteriously to Yu Huan, "Brother Yu, guess what?"
"What's wrong?"
"The trending songs chart on Tencent Music has been updated today!"
Wang Xianjiao excitedly lowered her voice and announced:
"Susu's new song 'It's You' has climbed to second place! The first place is 'Clearly,' which is Jay Chou's huge hit, so it's no wonder it lost! What's even more impressive is that on NetEase Cloud Music, 'It's You' has even surpassed Jay Chou and taken the top spot!"
Her chin was slightly raised, and her eyes gleamed with pride, as if she were sharing her glory.
He seemed very proud of it.
"Really?" Yu Huan put down the mouse in her hand.
"Of course!" Wang Xianjiao smiled proudly, "This song is played everywhere, in every shop. Although I'm tired of hearing it, I really never get tired of it!"
Yu Huan smiled slightly and nodded in agreement: "This song is indeed very popular right now."
Wang Xianjiao lowered her head mysteriously, approached Yu Huan, and said in a low voice, "Did you know? The lyricist and composer of this song, Mr. Y, is said to be a newcomer. He has only written this one song for Su Su so far."
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan raised his eyebrows: "The lyrics and music are indeed good, but the most important thing is that Lin Su sings it well."
"That's not the case!"
Wang Xianjiao straightened up, gesturing and shaking her head as she continued:
"Brother Yu, you can listen carefully to the final of The Voice of China. You'll find that it's very different from the pre-recorded episodes! Canwen actually used auto-tuning for their talent show! It's such a pity that Su Su, a live singer, was inexplicably eliminated in the championship battle and couldn't show her true strength on the live final stage!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan nodded in agreement.
Although the name includes the words "good voice," it was the earliest program to use the "recorded broadcast + auto-tuning" format.
In the final episode, the live-streamed grand finale, the contestants delivered one disastrous performance after another, revealing their true colors.
Adam Lambert, known as the pinnacle of world pop music singing, appeared as a special guest on the live broadcast stage and fixed the sound system as soon as he opened his mouth.
Years later, as the older generation retired, their abilities declined, and some lost their voices, studio singers who were essentially tailors for recording studios became prevalent, and the Chinese music scene became incredibly abstract.
His confidence in Lin Yourong stemmed from her outstanding singing skills.
Old Lin had chatted with Yu Huan before.
Yu Huan knew that Lin Yourong's teacher was a genuine national team member and a regular performer on the Spring Festival Gala.
Therefore, Lin Yourong's appearance is not like "beauty is in the eye of the beholder," nor is it like "audio editing software is playing for her."
Next, Lin Yourong will participate in the show "I Am a Singer". Apart from Huang Qishan, the other people present have the advantage of being older, more experienced, and having well-known works.
However, Yu Huan knew that if the show's post-production audio editing was disregarded, their actual singing skills would probably be no match for Lin Yourong's.
Huang Qishan hadn't yet used the pseudonym 'Xiaoxia' back then, and her methods were always the same few tricks.
Her outstanding singing style is inseparable from the five essential elements: a soft voice, a crying tone, a high sustained note, a trill, and an angry tone.
It is undoubtedly a functional monster, but while initially impressive, it often receives negative feedback.
Furthermore, without these five essential components, one would immediately lose all martial arts skills.
Yu Huan seemed to be deep in thought.
Seeing his pensive expression, Wang Xianjiao slowly continued:
"There's a rumor that Susu has been invited to participate in Hunan TV's new variety show 'I Am a Singer'! However, Susu is a talent show singer who came from 'The Voice of China', so we can't rule out that the production team is deliberately teasing fans because she's currently very popular and has terminated her contract with Canwen."
Yu Huan scratched his chin.
Thanks to Wang Xianjiao's influence, he is now quite familiar with the terminology used in the fan community.
What she meant was that the production team spread false information to deceive Lin Su's fans and boost the show's popularity.
Speaking of this, Hunan TV is truly a master at this; they're experts at playing this game.
Domestically, I browse Chinese entertainment; internationally, I browse Europe and America; and down to the daily lives of South Korea.
If any celebrity's fans haven't been teased by Hunan TV's program team, they should reflect on whether their idol is becoming less popular.
Yu Huan asked curiously, "When were these melons harvested?"
"It's today!"
Wang Xianjiao excitedly whispered:
"But our little sapling is still very much looking forward to this news. Because at the album signing event in Guangzhou before, Susu revealed that she would be participating in a music variety show in her upcoming schedule. And in the past few months, the only one that fits the bill is 'I Am a Singer'!"
Wang Xianjiao couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Hahaha, if Susu really is recording a program on Hunan TV, then I'll have the chance to see her live!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Xianjiao was already rubbing her hands together eagerly.
Yu Huan understood perfectly well, but on the surface she pretended to be confused and put on an expectant look: "After listening to your analysis, I feel that it is indeed very likely!"
“That’s true!” Wang Xianjiao glanced over and saw more and more colleagues coming back for lunch break after finishing their meals. She quickly said, “Brother Yu, I’m going to take a nap. I won’t bother you.”
"Okay." Yu Huan nodded and watched her leave.
(End of this chapter)