Chapter 1396: Chapter 1271: The Speed of Five Hundred Years [Bystander’s Perspective]
The original na of [Five Hundred Years More of Sleep] is Nian Xu, who, despite his youth, is already a low-key and composed wealthy second generation.
He doesn’t smoke, drink, have girlfriends or boyfriends—practicing a code of gentlemanly conduct among the wealthy second generation.
And in recent years, he hasn’t had ti for any of that—when soone can’t sleep well night after night, looking sallow, physically exhausted, with bloodshot eyes... then their sole life goal becos a good night’s sleep.
Last year, during that period, it was his best state in recent years. Five Hundred Years didn’t know why, but he knew that his chances of falling asleep increased significantly when Qiaoqiao was streaming, once even sleeping for over five hours!
Although it happened only once, it was enough for him to rember it fondly.
That’s why he went to Qiaoqiao’s ho for the pig-killing feast. In winter, wearing layers of thick clothes, he rely looked slightly thin and haggard, nothing else stood out.
Only he knew that in the sumr, wearing less, he wasn’t willing to go out.
After all, in his scrawny state, he not only got repeatedly checked on the high-speed train but would also be suddenly reported for drug use...
Life just becos increasingly draining, growing ever more restless.
In the past week alone, he managed to sleep for just 5 hours in total.
Upon waking up, the world spun around, lying there doing nothing he could hear his heart pounding with overdrive, and his eyes were so dry it felt like his retinas might detach at any mont. He couldn’t focus on short videos or stories on his phone for more than 5 minutes.
Only by watching those live streams or videos tagged with [ASMR] could he take a brief nap for a few minutes.
Throughout the entire New Year period, Qiaoqiao stread very rarely, and he had to go ho to face relatives and friends, listening to their various sincere yet utterly useless folk redies...
His irritability and anxiety mixed together, making even watching live streams to sleep less effective than before by now in March.
And just so happened, Qiaoqiao posted a job announcent today.
Honestly, whether the monthly salary is 1,200 or 12,000 makes no difference to Nian Xu. His family mainly earns from renting, his father hasn’t retired yet, carrying large bunches of keys every month, strolling from one neighborhood to another...
In short, money is no issue.
So when Qiaoqiao ended the stream, Zhang Yanping screened the backstage ssages one by one, and promptly replied to the top fan who tipped every ti—
[The salary isn’t high here, so there aren’t any special requirents, just able to work without slacking off is fine]
[But do you really want to co, Five Hundred Years? We offer a 4-person dormitory, and the cafeteria food is ordinary, not our own. Can you handle it?]
He rembered that when this top fan ca to the pig-killing feast, although seeming down-to-earth, his travels were either business class or first class, unsure if the 4-person dormitory would work!
Nian Xu let out a bitter laugh.
When there’s no other way, he’d be willing to sleep in a pile of garbage, let alone a 4-person room. Now, he’s just hoping the new rural scenery might allow him to catch two or three hours of sleep!
Or...
He had a little hope in his heart—
After winning a prize last year, lighting that Ai Zhu allowed him a full night’s sleep!
For those at Qiaoqiao’s ho, that Ai Zhu might just be a small non-comrcial gift, but to him, it was as precious as a lifesaver.
He is now headed to Qiaoqiao’s place, both to try the scenery and...
To discuss with Doctor Xiaoguo and Song Tan face-to-face about picking so spring Ai Cao early to make an Ai Tiao for him?
No matter the cost, just na the price.
Otherwise, if he waits until sumr as replied by Doctor Guo on WeChat, he fears he might go crazy.
At this mont, looking at Zhang Yanping’s reply in the ssage box, Five Hundred Years asked again:
"So, have I been successfully hired?"
So persistent? Zhang Yanping thought for a mont, maybe it’s like Lun Chuan said, that rich people just want to experience life.
He replied, "Yes, you’ve been hired. We can pick you up whichever day you arrive, and you’ll need to get a health certificate at the hospital in the anti."
Nian Xu looked at the ticket: "Tomorrow."
Heading for the airport now, the nearest flight is at 8:15 PM, arriving at Hua City Airport next to Yun City at midnight, getting an ergency check-up at a nearby hospital, and then taking a high-speed train to Yun City...
If things go smoothly, he should arrive at Yunqiao Village by 9 AM tomorrow.
He genuinely can’t bear to wait any longer.
Zhang Yanping didn’t yet grasp the efficiency of an insomniac who isn’t short of money, thinking tomorrow ant departure tomorrow, thus responded leisurely:
"Ok, then I’ll look into others."
He checked the backstage ssages one by one, so like Five Hundred Years rely inquiring briefly, others ticulously sending resus to the email; he strived to look at every submission, then selected nine people besides Five Hundred Years.
Even though he didn’t know how many of these people would ultimately stay, even if only five did, so added tension during the night would be enough.
The next morning, after breakfast leisurely, while staring at the budding flowers and plants in the flowerbeds, another taxi stopped at the doorstep.
Zhang Yanping was montarily baffled—early in the morning, who could it be?
Then he saw a familiar person get out of the car, pulling out their suitcase from the trunk, looked slightly nervous montarily, but finally smiled and said:
"Manager Zhang, I’ve co to work."
Zhang Yanping’s usually quick-witted mind suddenly froze—am I a manager now?
Which job are you here for? Weren’t you just hired yesterday? How can soone be this keen to start work?
When Song Tan heard the taxi, she also ca out, seeing Five Hundred Years, unable to resist checking the ti again—
9:08 AM.
"You..." she hesitated: "Do you live nearby?"
"No," Five Hundred Years looked haggard, lips pale, yet still friendly with a smile: "Ca over from Licheng overnight."
Licheng! Even flying takes several hours!
Zhang Yanping gasped!
With this eagerness, who would guess he’s coming for a job with a 1,200 monthly salary? Clearly, it’s a golden job worth twelve thousand a month! One step late and soone else might snatch it!
After much thinking, he had to call Qiaoqiao: "Co, bring our new employee, your number one little buddy, the class monitor, to settle into the dormitory."
Qiaoqiao instantly grew excited: "Ah! My class monitor!"
"Yes," Zhang Yanping pointed to the car: "They clearly didn’t rest well after a night of tossing and turning. I’ll prepare the contract at ho while you take them to settle into the dormitory and have a good sleep."
Look at those bloodshot eyes, that haggard face, looks like they stayed up for three nights straight!
If it weren’t for the health certificate, Zhang Yanping might not have dared to hire him.
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