redvbooks Chapter 131 Fan name "Boat Travels the World"? Sounds like a seafood vendor.
Chapter 131 Fan name "Boat Travels the World"? Sounds like a seafood vendor.
The air inside the van was somewhat stuffy, like a thick fog that hadn't dissipated.
Lin Zhou had just hung up the phone and hadn't even had time to put his phone back in his pocket when a casual question drifted over from the side.
"Who called just now? You sounded like you were speaking English?"
Su Qingge kept her eyes closed, her eyelashes casting a faint shadow under her eyelids.
She leaned back in her chair, seemingly dozing, but in reality, her ears were perked up more than anyone else's.
Those few fluent London accents, though spoken in a low voice, couldn't be hidden in this enclosed space.
Lin Zhou's heart skipped a beat.
This woman's intuition is sometimes more accurate than radar.
He remained expressionless, casually shoving his phone into the seat crevice, his tone revealing a hint of impatience.
"Don't even mention it, he was an insurance salesman."
"They said they had launched an overseas wealth management product for high-end clients and insisted on introducing it to me."
"I was furious when I heard that. Have scam calls become so international these days?"
As Lin Zhou spoke, he even rubbed his temples in a seemingly serious manner.
"I couldn't hold back and cursed him back in broken English."
"I told him I had no money and to go away, but he still wouldn't stop."
Su Qingge slowly opened her eyes and turned her head to look at him.
Those cool eyes held a hint of scrutiny, but mostly amusement.
"You think an insurance salesman will let you talk for this long? And even switch to English?"
"You have no idea how dedicated these scammers are."
Lin Zhou shrugged, looking completely innocent.
"In order to stop him from harassing me, I have no choice but to pretend that I am a foreigner who does not understand Chinese."
"Turns out this guy's English is even better than mine, he almost left me speechless."
Su Qingge couldn't help but chuckle softly.
The subtle tension inside the car dissipated considerably in an instant.
"Alright, just hang up next time. Why bother arguing with scammers?"
She closed her eyes again, but the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.
Although the reason is far-fetched, it seems to make sense when applied to Lin Zhou, the "salted fish husband".
After all, when he's at home, besides cooking and taking care of the kids, his greatest pleasure is outsmarting spam phone calls.
The car quickly entered the villa area.
As soon as I entered, my assistant, Xiaowen, rushed over with her tablet computer in tow.
Her cheeks were flushed, as if she had just run a kilometer.
"Brother Lin! Sister Qingge! Big news!"
Xiaowen shoved the tablet in front of Lin Zhou, her voice trembling with excitement.
"Brother Lin, your global fan club has been officially established!"
Lin Zhou had just changed into slippers when he was startled by this sudden enthusiasm.
"Fan club? Me?"
He pointed to his nose, looking completely bewildered.
"I'm not in the entertainment industry, why would I need that thing?"
"Things are different now!"
Xiaowen's eyes sparkled as her fingers flew across the screen.
"Ever since the awards ceremony, everyone thinks you're a 'wife-protecting maniac,' and now you're even more popular than second-tier celebrities!"
"Fans voted overnight and decided on the name for the fan club!"
Su Qingge also became interested, changed into some loungewear and came over, drying her wet hair as she asked.
"What's your name?"
Xiaowen cleared her throat and solemnly announced:
"After three rounds of voting, the name that won by a landslide is—Boat Travels the World!"
The air suddenly fell silent for three seconds.
Lin Zhou's expression froze.
He blinked, then blinked again, wondering if he had misheard.
"What the heck? A ship that sails the world?"
"yes!"
Xiaowen said proudly, "It symbolizes that Brother Lin's talent and charm, like a great ship, will sail the world and be invincible!"
Lin Zhou's lips twitched as he took the tablet and glanced at the glittering gold logo.
It depicts a fishing boat sailing on the sea...?
"This name... it sounds like a seafood wholesale market?"
Lin Zhou couldn't help but complain, his face full of indescribable frustration.
"Are you sure this is a fan group, and not some cold chain logistics company's annual meeting group?"
"And couldn't you have put a little more effort into this logo? Is that salted fish hanging on the bow of the boat?"
"puff--"
Su Qingge, who was drinking water, immediately spat it out.
She didn't care about her image and laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight, clutching her stomach.
"Seafood wholesale market... hahahaha..."
"Honey, I think it's great, it's so down-to-earth."
"Will fans have to be given a ribbonfish to wave around when they participate in fan support activities in the future?"
Lin Zhou stared at his wife, who was laughing hysterically, with a dark expression.
"You're just gloating."
"Are my fans planning to go fishing with me?"
"I've already come up with the slogans: 'Sailing the world, bringing freshness to your door,' or 'Today's special: ribbonfish for 8.8 yuan.'"
Xiaowen listened in stunned silence.
The name, which I initially thought was quite imposing, suddenly took on a completely different feel after Lin Zhou's explanation.
It looks... kind of like a fishmonger?
"Brother Lin, the fans are just trying to be kind..."
Xiaowen offered a weak defense.
"And everyone's even chosen your support color—sea blue!"
Lin Zhou rolled his eyes.
"That's it, now it's completely confirmed."
"From now on, should I wear rubber boots and carry a fish basket when I go out to fit the persona?"
The living room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
Su Qingge laughed until tears streamed down her face; all the fatigue of the day vanished in that instant.
She walked over, gently took Lin Zhou's arm, and rested her head on his shoulder.
Okay, okay, stop joking around.
"Whatever you're called, it's proof that everyone likes you."
"You should get used to this kind of life of being in the spotlight, Lin Da Hong Ren."
Lin Zhou sighed helplessly.
"I still prefer the days when nobody cared about me."
"You don't need to wear a mask when you go out to buy groceries, and you don't have to worry about people asking you if the crabs are fat today."
Before we knew it, it was getting late.
Xiaowen left after reporting her work.
Su Qingge went to the bathroom to take a shower, leaving Lin Zhou alone in the living room.
He slumped onto the sofa, picked up his phone, and prepared to browse Weibo to see what kind of trouble those "fish seller" fans were up to.
As soon as I opened my private message list, a red exclamation mark suddenly popped up.
Amidst countless private messages asking for fortune slips, photos, and compliments like "Brother-in-law is so handsome," this ID stands out conspicuously.
No profile picture.
The name was also changed to a string of gibberish.
However, her previous chat history revealed her identity.
The sender was none other than Chu Yuwei, who had been completely banned and despised across the internet and had disappeared without a trace.
Lin Zhou narrowed his eyes, his finger hovering above the screen.
Why is this woman contacting me at this time?
A zombie?
Or do they think they're not dead enough?
He opened the unread message.
It was just a short line of text, yet it exuded an indescribable chill and madness.
Lin Zhou, I know you're treating me like this because of Su Qingge.
But do you really understand the woman beside you?
I have something you'll definitely be interested in: a secret about Su Qingge from seven years ago.
Lin Zhou looked at the screen, his eyes instantly turning cold.
That lazy and carefree demeanor of his before vanished at this moment.
Instead, a sharp, knife-like glint appeared.
He chuckled and rapidly tapped his fingers on the screen, sending a voice message in response.
"Hey lady, are you out of your mind?"
"Even kindergarten children don't play this kind of divisive trick anymore."
"If you're sick, go get treatment. Don't act crazy here. We don't collect recyclables."
The message was sent in less than two seconds.
The other party replied almost instantly.
It was still a text, but this time, the threat almost overflowed from the screen.
Don't believe me?
【Then ask her who this person named 'Qin Mochen' really is.】
Lin Zhou's pupils contracted slightly.
Qin Mochen.
He had never heard of this name before.
But he could sense that there was something hidden behind that name.
Just then, the bathroom door opened.
Su Qingge walked out wrapped in a bathrobe, water droplets sliding down her slender neck.
"Honey, could you get me the hairdryer?"
Lin Zhou calmly locked the screen, his signature lazy smile returning to his face.
"Here comes your Queen."
He stood up and casually put his phone into his pocket.
But as he turned around, his hand clenched into a fist in his pocket.
Chu Yuwei.
You're asking for it.
As he walked, he murmured to himself:
"It seems this rat hasn't learned how to disappear quietly from this world yet."