readsfreenovel Chapter 347 The number of Weiming users is approaching 800 million!
Chapter 347 The number of Weiming users is approaching 800 million!
Ye Fan couldn't help but laugh, and Grandma Xu Hua laughed heartily.
As the conversation got more interesting, Grandma Xu Hua seemed to remember something, got up and went into the inner room. A little while later, she came out carrying a heavy old photo album carefully wrapped in red cloth.
She carefully sat down next to Ye Fan and turned to the first page of the photo album.
What comes into view is a family photo that is already a little yellowed, but is still clear.
In the photo, the young Li Xiulan is elegant and gentle, dressed simply yet her beauty is undeniable, and her brows radiate happiness.
She held a lovely baby in her arms, with big, bright eyes—it was Xian Zuling, who was not yet a year old.
Grandma Xu Hua looks much younger and more energetic in the photos than she does now, with a relaxed smile.
Grandpa Xiansheng stood to the side, a kind smile on his face.
The most eye-catching figure was the young man standing in the back row, full of vigor, with a bright smile and eyes full of hope for the future—undoubtedly, he was the father of Xian Zuling.
This photo captures the most fulfilling and hopeful moment of a family.
The smiles in the photos are so genuine and warm, as if they can transcend time and make people feel that profound happiness.
Ye Fan noticed that the resemblance between Li Xiulan in the photo and Xian Zuling in the present was astonishing, as if they were carved from the same mold.
Grandma Xu Hua gently stroked her son's face in the photo, her voice filled with longing, as she continued to flip through the pages.
The photo album records every little detail of Xian Zuling's growth: her adorable toddlerhood at age two, her cuteness with pigtails and a doll at age three, and her shy look with a new schoolbag on her back when she started elementary school... Every photo tells a story and carries the love of her elders.
However, when she turned to a photo of Xian Zuling when he was about eight years old, Grandma Xu Hua's finger stopped.
After that photo, the album abruptly ended, leaving large blank pages.
The air seemed to freeze instantly.
The smile in the photo remains the same, but everyone understands what happened behind that smile.
When I was eight years old, my handsome and upright father in that photo left us forever.
From then on, the family's laughter seemed to be sealed in the photo album, and the burdens and pain of real life made taking photos a luxury to commemorate.
Xian Zuling's eyes instantly reddened. She silently approached her grandmother, reached out her arm, and gently wrapped it around the old woman's thin shoulders, silently conveying comfort.
Grandma Xu lowered her head, her wrinkled hands trembling slightly, and a single, cloudy tear silently dripped onto the plastic cover of the photo album, spreading out a small water stain.
After a long while, Grandma Xu took a deep breath, wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, looked up, forced a smile, patted her granddaughter's hand, and spoke with a sense of wisdom and resilience honed by life's hardships, as well as deep pride in her granddaughter: "It's alright, it's all in the past. Look, our Ling'er, hasn't she grown up safely and smoothly? And so successful..."
She looked at the spirit of the deceased, her cloudy eyes gleaming with relief and pride, as if her granddaughter was the only solace and hope for the rest of her life.
That deep love flowed quietly in the simple main room.
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Looking at the unwavering yet compassionate love in Grandma Xu Hua's eyes, and then at Xian Zuling's profile nestled beside her grandmother, a mixture of sorrow and longing, Ye Fan felt a complex warmth welling up inside him.
The heartbreaking ending of my previous life is like a warning bell etched deep in my soul.
His gaze sharpened, his resolve hardening: in this life, he would never allow tragedy to repeat itself. He would personally dispel the shadows from her, teach her to stand tall with confidence, change the trajectory of their family's hardship, and protect her so she could blossom into her own dazzling brilliance. He would be the one to turn the wheel of fate around.
She is destined to be an extraordinary woman in this life.
He walked over and gently took Grandma Xu Hua's hand, which was marked by the passage of time. His voice was gentle yet carried a convincing strength: "Grandma, you're right, it's all in the past. Ling'er is doing very well now. She studies very hard at school and her grades are excellent. You can relax at home and enjoy your life. She will definitely become more and more successful."
Grandma Xu Hua's cloudy eyes were filled with relief. She squeezed Ye Fan's hand tightly and nodded gently. A thousand words were conveyed in this silent trust.
She had a vague feeling that this young man in front of her might be the light that would change her granddaughter's fate.
At that moment, Ye Fan's phone vibrated in his pocket.
He walked to the door, stood beside the vibrant little vegetable garden, let the air caress his face, and then took out his phone.
Several unread messages were displayed on the screen.
Qin Kun: "Old Ye, where are you hanging out? Come to our usual spot, Fang Yu's here too, let's grab a few drinks!"
Ye Fan replied, "I'm still out of town. Wait for me to return to Jinling. You guys keep drinking."
Qin Kun replied instantly: "OK! I'll be waiting for you!"
Xiang Hao (Yujing Technology): "Mr. Ye, the holiday marketing plan is tentatively finalized. First, we'll partner with several entertainment companies to promote the debut of their girl groups and singers' new albums on Mewe; second, we'll launch a 'Signed Album for Idols' giveaway and interactive activities on the platform's homepage; and finally, we'll invite several well-known artists/singers to officially join Mewe. Initial feedback has been positive, awaiting your final approval. Also: there's a surprise in the user data, please call for details?"
Ye Fan raised an eyebrow as he looked at Xiang Hao's message.
When did Xiang Hao, this tech genius, become so interested in marketing campaigns?
On second thought, a knowing smile appeared on his lips—this meticulous planning and integration of celebrity resources must have been Lu Qinghe's doing. This professional manager certainly didn't disappoint him, astutely seizing the opportunity presented by the peak holiday traffic.
He dialed Xiang Hao's number directly.
The call was answered almost instantly, and the background noise could be faintly heard as keyboard clicks and hushed conversations.
"President Xiang," Ye Fan said bluntly, "I remember the plan was for a full holiday during the National Day holiday. Yesterday, I passed by the Hongdou Building, and apart from those on duty, all the other companies were empty. Why is it so lively today? Have all the employees voluntarily come back to work overtime?"
His tone was questioning, but not blaming.
Yesterday, she took her cousin Gu Lan to the Hongdou Building. Only a few staff members were on duty; most of them were on holiday.
Surprisingly, all the employees of the subsidiary of Context Technology went home today.
"President Ye," Xiang Hao's voice carried a hint of fatigue, yet couldn't hide his excitement, "We absolutely adhered to your leave policy! It was our colleague on duty last night who urgently reported—our registered user numbers surged exponentially last night! By midnight, the real-time data was approaching 800 million!"