Chapter 788 - 778: Wunan Gathering

Chapter 788: Chapter 778: Wunan Gathering

Wunan City, a third-tier city, doesn’t quite measure up to a first-tier city like Jiang City, but it’s definitely better than a small town. At least it has all the necessary amenities.

At 6:30 in the evening, the two of them walked out of the airport. It was their first time here, so they felt a bit lost. Fortunately, Lao Wang had messaged to say he had arrived and would drive over to pick them up shortly.

They both traveled light. At most, Tang Nan carried a handbag containing some phone chargers, an ID card, and sunblock.

Everything else had been taken back to the capital by Tang Nan’s assistant.

"So does this count as doing a good deed?"

Standing together at the airport entrance, Tang Nan couldn’t help but ask, a hint of teasing in her tone.

On the plane, Tang Nan had already gone through the whole story, even going online to check out the news herself. Naturally, she knew why Su Qing had come this time.

Hearing this, Su Qing chuckled and shook his head, "Not really, just knowing made me feel uneasy. Besides, I had nothing better to do, so I came to check it out. You, being such a big star, haven’t you ever encountered something similar?"

That was indeed part of his reasoning, but not entirely. For one thing, this issue had already gained some traction online; if not handled properly, it could affect him. Secondly, there was Chen Jing, an old classmate who had already passed away, even though he couldn’t remember her. Thirdly, as he said, he felt uneasy in his heart and just wanted to take a look.

Although he had gained narration powers from mushroom poisoning, which would be considered a superpower in the Marvel universe, he was, after all, just a human, an ordinary one at that.

Even with narration powers, Su Qing never considered himself a superhero, just an ordinary person. He still needed to eat when hungry, drink when thirsty, got drunk if he drank too much, felt full when he ate too much, and yes, his stools still smelled.

Being just an ordinary person, having ordinary human emotions made perfect sense.

Hearing him speak, Tang Nan touched her fair chin, contemplated a moment, and then nodded, "I did encounter something similar. In my early career, about three years in, a young girl in my fan group got leukemia. I even donated money to her. Later, after her successful surgery, I invited her to a fan meet-and-greet. Now, she’s still an admin in my fan group on Weibo, a top fan.

"Honestly, spending a bit of money was nothing, but when I heard the news of her surgery, I was really happy. I even drank a couple of extra glasses that day!"

For celebrity artists, similar situations are not unheard of. After all, the larger a person’s fan base, the more diverse the interactions. However, most people are not that fortunate.

Even if they message their favorite idol, most of these messages disappear into the void.

Take Su Qing for example. Even though he wasn’t a celebrity, he was already overwhelmed with private messages every day. If it weren’t for Lao Wang and the team managing the account, and the situation gaining traction, perhaps Su Qing would have missed seeing it.

"There you have it, I’m just the same. It’s not necessarily doing good, but once I stumbled upon it, I just wanted to check it out, plus his girlfriend was my elementary school classmate, so it’s somewhat connected," Su Qing found an excuse for himself and chuckled.

He was just a bit nostalgic, and mostly because the narration reminded him he even received a gift from them long ago. Hearing such news naturally felt uncomfortable.

Moreover, Lao Wang already found out that it was terminal, beyond saving. Even if he wanted to offer money, it won’t help, so coming here was more about fulfilling a dying person’s last wish.

At this, Tang Nan laughed and patted his shoulder playfully, "You’re surprisingly nice."

Hearing that, Su Qing rolled his eyes, "You’re no spring chicken yourself. Can you stop pretending to be a college student? Others are much younger than you!"

"Who are you calling old?!!"

Su Qing felt no sympathy for Tang Nan. After all, it wasn’t her girlfriend, so he could roast her as needed. As for getting angry, it was alright. Having someone like her around meant life was never dull.

"I didn’t say you’re old, just that you’re not so young. Your eyes lack the clarity and naivety of a college student."

"You..."

After a bout of witty banter, Tang Nan realized she gained no advantage against Su Qing in a direct face-off, leaving her quite frustrated.

Scree~~

Suddenly, a car stopped in front of the two, and the tires screeched against the pavement.

"Bro!"

"Brother Wang!"

"Call me Lao Wang!"

Su Qing:...

Tang Nan:...

"President Tang? You’re here too?"

The newcomer was indeed Lao Wang. Upon seeing Tang Nan next to Su Qing, he was taken aback and hurriedly greeted her.

After all, being an employee from the capital, he naturally knew the company’s Little President Tang.

"Oh, Xiaowang!" Tang Nan laughed.

Hearing this, Lao Wang was stunned and then excitedly said, "Yeah, yeah, President Tang, you know me?"

"I don’t. Didn’t you say you wanted to be called Lao Wang?"

Lao Wang:...

Su Qing:...

Smart people sure speak with such straightforward bluntness.

"Alright, be glad I didn’t call you Xiaowang! What’s the plan now?" Su Qing pulled Tang Nan into the car and asked.

Lao Wang coughed twice to calm himself, "It’s already this late; there’s no way to make it tonight. The guy’s not in the city but in his rural hometown. I just got in touch, and his family said he’s not doing well and has already gone to sleep.

Besides, even if we rushed over now, we’d arrive past midnight. So I plan for us to head there first thing in the morning.

I’ve booked a hotel here. By the way, have you and President Tang eaten? Or should we find a place for a quick bite first?"

While speaking, Lao Wang started the car and drove towards a hotel in the city.

Upon hearing this, Su Qing looked at the time and found it indeed getting late, so he nodded, "That’s fine, we’ll go tomorrow. Oh, how’s Big Yellow?"

"He’s at the hotel, being watched by Xiaozhao, no problem."

Hearing that Zhao Lei was in charge, Su Qing nodded in satisfaction, knowing Big Yellow was quite familiar with her. After all, she was the one who usually took him on location shoots.

"Alright then," he said, then turned to Tang Nan and asked, "Are you hungry? Want to go out to eat?"

Tang Nan shook her head, "No, I’ve been on the road all day and am a bit tired. Let’s order something to eat at the hotel."

"No problem, President Tang, I’ll arrange it right away. Any dietary preferences?"

"I’m not picky; anything’s fine. I love spicy food!"

"Understood!"

Soon, the three of them arrived at a decent hotel in Wunan City for check-in.

"Ah, Big Yellow, I’ve missed you so much!"

Inside the hotel room, upon spotting Big Yellow, Tang Nan pounced and hugged him tightly.

"Woof woof woof" [The servant’s here. Who’s this woman? Trying to suffocate me? Why isn’t she wearing black silk stockings? Not impressed!]

Seeing his arrival, Big Yellow was very excited, barking with joy, though he struggled to escape Tang Nan’s embrace. He didn’t care for Tang Nan, even found her a bit repellent, mainly because she wasn’t wearing black silk stockings.

Recently, he had been spoiled by the abundance of black silk around, as all female employees at the company knew Big Yellow loved them and wore them to please him.

Most importantly, Big Yellow now even had a special black silk subsidy to reimburse any female employee whose stockings he tore, leading to an increase in black silk wearers. More women in stockings meant higher motivation for male employees, creating a positive cycle and boosting company performance consistently.

"Enough already! You’re going to suffocate Big Yellow," Su Qing pulled Tang Nan away, then ruffled Big Yellow’s fur and chuckled:

"Sending you on this trip, how’s my treatment of you? Don’t worry; there’s a subsidy in it for you!"

"Woof woof woof" [Got it, buddy. Don’t worry, I’ll handle it perfectly for you.]

Su Qing:...

Who the hell’s your buddy? And why are you swearing?

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