Reborn, I choose to register my marriage with the diva.

Chapter 526 I will never let you down!

The moon, partially hidden behind the clouds, silently swept across the densely packed city skyline, peaceful and serene.

The night passed uneventfully.

The next day.

Just after eight o'clock, Yu Huan drove his BMW at breakneck speed to the Zaobao Building.

Heavy clouds hung in the sky, shrouding the entire city in a gloomy haze, as if they were about to collapse under their weight.

A strong wind, carrying a biting chill, swept through the streets and alleys, pounding against the glass curtain wall of the morning paper building and making a low, mournful sound.

Yu Huan drove the BMW into the parking lot.

The moment he opened the car door, a wave of damp, cold air rushed in like a surging tide, instantly seeping into his collar.

Yu Huan shuddered, instinctively pulling her trench coat tighter around her neck and shrinking it into the collar. She hurried towards the building entrance.

Before long, they stepped into the hall.

The gleaming floor, illuminated by several dazzling chandeliers, was so bright it could be seen, yet it barely reflected any human figures.

The security guard on duty was not standing guard at this moment, but sitting on a folding chair on the side of the entrance, idly flipping through the newspaper in his hand.

Hearing a light footstep, the security guard subconsciously looked up, his gaze passing over the edge of the newspaper, and immediately locked onto Yu Huan's tall figure wearing a mask.

His droopy eyelids lifted instantly, his eyes filled with enthusiasm, and a bright smile bloomed on his face, making him look like a blooming sunflower.

"Hey, boss! You're here so early on the first day back to work, you're so dedicated!" The security guard joked in a loud voice, which echoed in the empty hall.

At the elevator, a small group of people waiting for the elevator turned around upon hearing the sound, and their eyes all fell on Yu Huan.

Yu Huan slowed her pace, raised an eyebrow with a perfectly timed smile, and politely greeted, "Good morning. I had a lot of things to arrange, so I came early."

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickened his pace and headed towards the elevator.

Yu Huan glanced at the crowd, feeling that these faces seemed familiar, but for a moment, she couldn't quite recall the names.

After all, the Jiangnan Morning Post has so many departments and a rather redundant staff.

He greeted us with a friendly smile and a natural tone, "Hello, have you eaten?"

Everyone echoed in agreement, and for a time, greetings and responses rose and fell.

Yu Huan replied with a few words in a relaxed and cheerful manner. Just then, an elevator arrived with a "ding".

A young man wearing a dark blue cotton-padded coat quickly raised his hand to block the elevator door.

His face was full of smiles as he turned to look at Yu Huan, his enthusiastic words tinged with deliberate flattery: "Director Yu, please go first!"

Yu Huan smiled gently, his warm gaze sweeping over everyone, and said cheerfully, "Then I won't stand on ceremony, so as not to pass the buck and waste everyone's time."

After saying that, he steadily stepped into the elevator.

The crowd followed closely behind, and the narrow elevator was instantly packed with people.

Various scents mingled together, and greetings mingled.

Many people were in high spirits, as if they were deliberately trying to impress Yu Huan, chatting and discussing their work plans for the new year.

A crisp voice drifted from the corner of the elevator: "Director Yu, when will the New Media Department have any plans for job transfers?"

The two heads of the newspaper were unwavering in their determination to promote the transformation of traditional media.

Given the current situation, a significant reduction in the size of the newspaper's editorial staff is an inevitable trend. Those contract workers and dispatched workers who cannot keep up with the pace of transformation will not only have their positions adjusted, but may even face the crisis of being laid off.

As someone in the know, Yu Huan was naturally well aware of this.

But the Lantern Festival hasn't passed yet. If we speak too bluntly, it will surely cause panic in the newspaper office and make everyone uneasy.

Thinking of this, Yu Huan smiled sincerely and looked at the petite girl in the corner, her voice calm and encouraging: "There will definitely be a job transfer plan. As long as you have the ability and ideas, you will naturally have plenty of opportunities."

The voice just fell.

A murmur rippled through the elevator, instantly making the atmosphere even more lively.

The elevator was mostly filled with young people. Compared to traditional editorial positions, the new media department is full of innovation and vitality, and it is relatively easy to obtain a permanent position, which naturally has a great attraction for them.

During the elevator's ascent, Yu Huan casually responded to the barrage of questions with repetitive, repetitive remarks.

As the elevator ascended, people hurried away on each floor, and the noise gradually subsided.

When the elevator arrived at the twelfth floor with a "ding," the elevator lobby, which was originally as crowded as a sardine can, was now empty except for Yu Huan.

He straightened his collar and stepped steadily out of the elevator.

The hallway was now completely silent, a stark contrast to the noise that had just filled the elevator.

Yu Huan strolled into the workshop. The lights were off, and the dim light created a sense of tranquility.

He stopped at the central lighting control, and with a "snap," bright lights instantly filled the entire space.

Immediately afterwards, he walked towards the office without stopping.

The reason he arrived so early today was twofold: firstly, it was the first day back to work, and he had a backlog of documents waiting for his approval; secondly, and more importantly, he needed to plan the details of the department's work in advance to get off to a good start for the new year.

For example, the fifth episode of "I Am a Singer" received a warm response after it aired.

The addition of two powerful singers has kept related topics trending on social media.

Yu Huan was thinking to himself that he had to get Li Xiaoyu to use her pen to sing his wife's praises!

While pondering, I walked into the office, turned on the central air conditioning, and set the temperature to 18 degrees Celsius.

He then sat down at his desk, expertly turned on his computer, and his fingers flew across the keyboard, gradually forming a document about the recent work arrangements for the new media department.

Time flowed quietly in the office. Yu Huan was so engrossed in his work that he seemed to have forgotten everything around him, focusing only on the computer screen in front of him.

Suddenly, a faint sound drifted into his ears. Yu Huan subconsciously looked up, his gaze falling on the entrance to the office.

The doorknob turned slowly, and then the door was pushed open unhurriedly.

As soon as Chen Yaoyao, nicknamed "Little Potato," entered the room, she saw him sitting upright behind his desk and instinctively raised her hand to push up his thick glasses, which were as thick as the bottom of a bottle.

A warm smile appeared on her round face as she said, "Brother Yu, you're here really early today! Let me help you water your potted plants."

Upon hearing this, Yu Huan's gaze returned to the computer screen, her fingers tapping incessantly on the keyboard as she replied with a smile, "Then thank you for your trouble, you even water my flowers so often."

"Brother Yu, it's nothing hard or difficult, it's just something I did on the spur of the moment." Chen Yaoyao said, walking to the side of the door and bending down to pick up the spray bottle.

She glanced at Yu Huan and saw that he was focused on his work. She then stopped disturbing him, tiptoed to the bathroom to refill the spray bottle.

Not long after, Chen Yaoyao returned carrying a full spray bottle.

She tiptoed over to the potted plant and began to water it carefully.

After being left unattended during the Spring Festival holiday, some leaves of the pothos and spider plants have turned slightly yellow, and the edges have curled up, showing a hint of wilting.

Yu Huan stopped what she was doing, her gaze falling on Chen Yaoyao's back. A smile appeared on her face, and she said with a hint of meaning in her voice, "Chen Yaoyao, from now on, I might have to entrust all these potted plants to you."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yaoyao was immediately surprised. She instantly straightened the slightly tilted spray bottle, and the fine water droplets gradually stopped spraying as the pressure was released.

She was very clear that Yu Huan was not the kind of leader who liked to beat around the bush and make his subordinates guess and speculate.

She turned around, her eyes filled with confusion through her thick glasses: "Brother Yu, what do you mean by that...?"

Yu Huan leaned back leisurely in his chair, his gaze gentle yet expectant, landing on Chen Yaoyao's slightly confused face.

He did not reveal his plan to leave in early March, but instead said calmly, "I have seen your work over the past few months. You have completed every task exceptionally well, with a serious and responsible attitude and excellent attention to detail. Next, the new media department will have many big projects to promote the newspaper's transformation into a media converging organization, and I hope you can take on the responsibility."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yaoyao's eyes behind her glasses lit up instantly. Her previous doubts vanished, replaced by an overwhelming sense of surprise.

Judging from what Brother Yu said, could it be that she's getting promoted again?

What about Brother Yu?

Brother Yu must be getting a promotion soon!

Chen Yaoyao took a deep breath, trying to calm the surging excitement in her heart.

However, the uncontrollable upward curve of her lips completely betrayed her joyful mood at that moment.

She pressed the spray bottle a few times, bent down again, and gently turned her wrist to control the fine water droplets to spray evenly onto the leaves of the pothos.

Amidst the soft sound of water droplets falling, Chen Yaoyao pondered for a moment, then said with genuine admiration, "Brother Yu, the achievements you've made leading the new media department are undeniable; everyone gives you a thumbs up! This promotion is truly well-deserved... Over the past few months, I've benefited greatly from Brother Yu's meticulous guidance. Every exchange has been incredibly enriching, and these valuable experiences are the most precious assets of my career."

Upon hearing this, Yu Huan couldn't help but think to himself that this little potato was really good at flattery and bootlicking. He certainly wasn't this good at it in his past life.

He reached for the mouse, reviewing the documents piled up during the Spring Festival holiday, and replied calmly, "The tasks ahead will only be more challenging, so you need to be fully prepared."

"Brother Yu, you can rest assured! I will do my best and live up to your expectations!" Chen Yaoyao made a firm promise.

Yu Huan asked casually, "Did you watch 'I Am a Singer' last night?"

"I saw it! Lin Su's appearance was absolutely stunning, her charisma was incredible! She raised the bar for the show from the very beginning. It's a pity she was the first to go on stage; if she had been the last one, the championship would definitely have been hers!" Chen Yaoyao said without hesitation, her voice full of regret.

Yu Huan knew that Chen Yaoyao knew that he and Zheng Yu were both loyal fans of Lin Su.

Even so, hearing Chen Yaoyao's lavish praise of his wife, a bright smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

"It seems we share the same vision. Recently, the show 'I Am a Singer' has been generating a lot of buzz on social media, with netizens discussing it enthusiastically and its popularity continuing to rise. It's worthwhile for us to dedicate a special feature to it."

As Yu Huan spoke, she skillfully operated the mouse, opened her work email, and sent out the pre-prepared special topic planning document attachment.

Then, he looked up at Chen Yaoyao's retreating figure as she watered the potted plants and continued:

"I have sent the detailed content of the special project plan to your work email. Please organize your team and arrange for its implementation as soon as possible."

After watering the last potted plant, Chen Yaoyao turned around and nodded emphatically, her voice loud and clear, full of enthusiasm: "Brother Yu, don't worry! Especially Lin Su, she needs to be the focus of the introduction. The pictures and videos need to be carefully selected to showcase her stage presence from all angles!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Huan couldn't help but chuckle and said with a smile, "Okay, do a good job. If you encounter any problems, come to me anytime."

"Okay!" Chen Yaoyao nodded like a chick pecking at rice, walked steadily to the door, and gently put the spray bottle back in its place. "Brother Yu, you go ahead and do your work, I won't bother you any longer."

"it is good."

Yu Huan responded and then devoted herself wholeheartedly to the work of approving the documents.

As the clock on the wall approached nine o'clock, Yu Huan picked up her thermos, walked out of the office, and went straight to the water room to fill a cup with water.

By this time, the members of the new media department had already gathered together. After returning to his workspace, he convened them for an annual kickoff meeting.

The main content was a concise overview of recent work arrangements, highlighting this year's focus on the short video field, and offering encouragement to each team.

Finally, he specifically commended Chen Yaoyao, Wei Quan, Zheng Yu, and Ye Jianxue for working from home and remaining at their posts during the Spring Festival.

After Yu Huan felt there was nothing more to say, he adjourned the meeting.

After the meeting, Yu Huan quickly returned to her office with her thermos.

As soon as I pushed open the office door, I heard my cell phone on the desk vibrate and ring.

He quickened his pace and picked up his phone.

The screen displayed an unfamiliar landline number, along with two missed calls, all of which were identified as local.

Within half an hour, the other party called repeatedly, clearly not a marketing call.

Yu Huan hesitated for a moment, then swiped his finger across the answer button.

He held the phone to his ear and said "Hello."

In an instant, a surprised voice came from the other end of the phone: "Brother Yu, you've finally been connected! Please wait a moment, I'll go get Brother Da Wu!"

Yu Huan was slightly taken aback, several thoughts flashing through her mind before she instantly reacted, her tone light yet polite:

"Okay, thank you for your help." (End of Chapter)