104: Chapter 104 Some talents are innate.
Chen Hao thought about it seriously.
“It mainly depends on what you think. If you can't bear to see your ex-boyfriend go to jail, then drop the lawsuit and swallow the bitterness.”
“If you want justice, then stick to your principles and never compromise. Anyway, it's your own business; you decide for yourself.”
She asked weakly,
“Do you think I'm very annoying?”
“Not really, I just think you're being too indecisive and overthinking things.”
“What about the online public opinion? How do we solve that?”
Chen Hao countered with a question,
“Did you lose a piece of flesh? Let them say whatever they want online. Just turn a deaf ear to it; if you don't look at it, it's over.”
“As long as you don't mind it, no noisy sound in the world can affect you.”
After that, Zhuang Hua stopped speaking.
Upon arriving at the studio, as Chen Hao got out of the car, he casually handed the Maserati keys back to her.
“The car is back to you.”
She didn't reach out to take them.
“This car is the most valuable thing I have right now. You take it and drive it, otherwise, I really have nothing else to repay you with.”
Chen Hao gave a wry smile and pressed the car keys into her hand.
“Don't say that. What's yours is yours. At worst, you can pay me back with the rest of your life.”
After saying that, Chen Hao pushed open the main door and walked in first.
Zhuang Hua froze for a few seconds before entering the door. The next second—
“Bang! Bang!”
Confetti flew everywhere as over twenty employees collectively congratulated the boss on her discharge from the hospital.
Qian Zhaodi and Zhang Menglu were among them. Qian Zhaodi was especially boisterous, even carrying a cake over.
“Congratulations on getting out of the hospital! Are you surprised? Is it unexpected?”
“Thank you.”
Zhuang Hua was truly moved. At this moment, she felt that she wasn't completely alone in the world.
Given Chen Hao's understanding of Qian Zhaodi, he was very afraid she would smash the cake into Zhuang Hua's face.
Fortunately, Qian Zhaodi had some restraint and didn't do it.
The candles were blown out smoothly, and everyone shared the cake. With Qian Zhaodi's support, Zhuang Hua was asked to say a few words.
“Thank you all for staying by my side during my most difficult time. Thank you.”
She bowed in gratitude. The employees exchanged various pleasantries, making Zhuang Hua's heart feel warm.
Chen Hao and Zhang Menglu watched from the periphery. Zhang Menglu shed tears of emotion and sighed,
“It's so good to have the company of a Best Friend.”
This scene reminded her of the Best Friend she had started a business with in the past.
Unfortunately, they couldn't persevere; the Best Friends went their separate ways, and now she was left all alone.
Chen Hao put his arm around her shoulder.
“If you're willing, the two of them can be your good Best Friends in the future. After all, you've developed a deep friendship during this time, haven't you?”
Zhang Menglu felt this made sense. Setting Zhuang Hua aside, just regarding Qian Zhaodi, the two women would often get together when Chen Hao wasn't around.
While helping Zhuang Hua with the classes, they also frequently visited the hospital. Through these interactions, Zhang Menglu had grown closer to the two women.
Chen Hao took Zhang Menglu and stepped onto the stage, saying solemnly,
“I'm handing the studio back to you. Tomorrow the training course ends, and after that, you'll be the one lecturing on stage. No problem, right?”
Zhuang Hua looked at Chen Hao with a face full of expectation.
“I truly feel that you lecture better than I do. Why don't I retreat behind the scenes and just give this studio to you?”
“Don't you dare. My ambitions don't lie here. You keep your own business; I have my own career to attend to.”
Zhuang Hua also knew that one day, Chen Hao would achieve success, more than anyone else.
A golden scale is no creature of a pond; it turns into a dragon upon meeting the wind and clouds.
...
The noon break and celebration ended, and the training course continued in the afternoon.
Zhuang Hua sat in the audience, listening intently as Chen Hao lectured using classical references. The content outline was polished by her and her team, but when spoken by different people, the effect was completely different.
While lecturing on theory and data, Chen Hao could actually intersperse case studies with a humorous style. It was truly rare and made Zhuang Hua feel that she was far behind him.
By the time the class ended, Zhuang Hua still wanted more.
It seemed others felt the same way; they were all entranced and wanted to keep listening, unable to stop. This was Chen Hao's ability—no matter how dull or tedious the course, he could lecture vividly. This was likely an innate talent.
Zhuang Hua wanted to use hard work to make up for her lack of talent.
After returning home that night, she watched all the videos of Chen Hao's lectures through the night. Her parents kept urging her to rest early, but Zhuang Hua couldn't sleep at all.
She took detailed notes on Chen Hao's lectures and even discovered that they included stand-up comedy techniques, punchlines, memes, eye-catching points for traffic, creating conflict, and thought-provoking elements.
A single class was all-encompassing, drawing from various strengths. Zhuang Hua felt it was enough for her to study for a lifetime.
...
The next day.
The sixth day of the second week of the training class, and also the final day of Chen Hao's lectures.
Zhuang Hua listened intently throughout. While others were noting down knowledge points, she was recording the 'explosive' points—when the students laughed, when Chen Hao asked questions—all of these were within her scope of study.
On the last day, after the morning and afternoon classes were finished, Zhuang Hua had listened to the whole thing, but she suddenly felt like she didn't know how to lecture anymore.
It seemed what she had lost wasn't just love, but also her proudest confidence.
In the evening, the studio had a team-building event.
Because starting tomorrow, Chen Hao would be taking the Internet Celebrity trainees for practical learning and returning the classroom to Zhuang Hua, they held this team-building event.
However, it seemed that except for Chen Hao himself, no one wanted him to leave.
In just 13 days, Chen Hao had completely conquered Zhuang Hua's core team. This proved from another angle that talent really can represent everything.
At the dinner table,
Zhuang Hua brought up the old topic again, pushing the Maserati keys toward Chen Hao.
“Take this car and drive it for now. You need it in the Guangcheng more than I do. I can drive my father's mercedes-benz.”
Well, by saying she'd drive her dad's mercedes-benz, she cut off Chen Hao's rebuttal. There was no need for Chen Hao to be overly calculative with her anymore.
“The day I leave the Guangcheng, I'll return this car to you. Or if you need to use a car, you can come find me at the Film and Television City anytime.”
Zhuang Hua said in a small voice,
“Besides using a car, can't I go to the Film and Television City to find you for other things?”
“Of course you can.”
Chen Hao wasn't stupid. Zhuang Hua's mindset had completely changed; she no longer had that aggressive drive from the day they first met. And because her favorability was at 100, she treated him as her pillar of support.
“I still prefer the wild and untamed way you were the day we met. Why don't you bring that back?”
She lowered her head and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz,
“I'll try my best.”
Not far away, Qian Zhaodi, who was drinking, suddenly shouted,
“What are you two whispering about? Speak up!”
Chen Hao raised his glass and said,
“Drink, drink! Let's not go home until we're drunk!”
The night passed in high spirits. Except for Zhuang Hua, it seemed everyone else got drunk. Perhaps it was because Chen Hao was leaving and they were reluctant, or perhaps because short gatherings followed by partings are always unpleasant.
All good things must come to an end. Before parting,
Each of the twenty-odd employees added Chen Hao on WeChat. A few female college students, using their drunkenness as an excuse to act wild, were clinging to Chen Hao, saying they didn't want him to leave for anything.
If it hadn't been for Qian Zhaodi protecting him, Chen Hao might have actually been 'defiled' by these female hooligans tonight.