In the modern era, it was certainly easier to share interesting events as they happened, but Shu Wan found herself without friends to share them with.
Fu Siyu was one such friend.
But Shu Wan always felt that someone with Fu Siyu’s personality wouldn’t bother with social media apps, so she never brought it up. Now that Fu Siyu had mentioned it himself, Shu Wan naturally suggested following him.
"I’ve already followed you," Fu Siyu said, his voice carrying a subtle hint of amusement. "I’m quite busy with work and don’t have time to look at these apps, but if you find something fun, I hope you won’t forget me."
"Sure," Shu Wan nodded. "Which city are you in now? Still in that city from yesterday with all the flowers?"
"No," Fu Siyu replied to Shu Wan. "I’m on a business trip again."
As Shu Wan and Fu Siyu chatted, she was utterly oblivious to the uproar that his follow had caused.
Of course, the focus wasn’t the act of following, but rather, that Fu Siyu’s first follow after registering on Douyin was Shu Wan, and moreover, she remained his only follow.
Netizens discovered Fu Siyu through Guangyu Group’s follow list, and the video platform moved quickly, promptly verifying him with a profile as the president of Guangyu Group.
Before netizens had the chance to yell "hubby," they noticed Fu Siyu had followed a very familiar account.
That was "Bailu people."
[?????Am I dreaming, and I haven’t woken up yet? My hubby followed my wifey??? What’s the relationship between Fu Siyu and Bailu people?]
[Bailu people were just posted about by Bruce a few days ago, case closed sisters!!! Bailu people is the woman in that photo!!! The woman Fu Siyu is willing to bow down to is her.]
[It seems true, everything matches up, ahhh, I knew Bailu people must be an ultra-beauty, my instincts were right, it’s just too bad the photo wasn’t clear, I can’t see what her face looks like.]
Whether it was Fu Siyu’s role as the head of the Guangyu Group or that photo, both were extremely eye-catching.
The milestone of ten million followers that Shu Wan had long coveted, Fu Siyu had achieved it in just one afternoon and evening.
But even with ten million followers, Fu Siyu’s follow list hadn’t changed, it was still just Bailu people.
Out of curiosity, people also followed Shu Wan’s account en masse.
Although her follower count couldn’t compare to Fu Siyu’s, thanks to him, Shu Wan gained nearly one million new followers.
Now, Shu Wan’s followers had surpassed five million.
The opportunities to make money she had previously dreamed of were now drawing closer to her.
Her private messages were filled with no less than a hundred offers for advertising promotions, and Shu Wan couldn’t possibly read through them all.
She chose a few accounts that seemed to have more followers and got in touch with them.
These accounts included those selling snacks, skincare products, medications, and household items.
Although Shu Wan was eager to make money, she wasn’t desperate enough to make a reckless decision.
After deciding which ads to take on and negotiating the prices, Shu Wan went to the supermarket to purchase all the products she would be promoting.
Of course, with so many products, Shu Wan definitely wouldn’t be going to find them herself. She brought along Fu Yang as her free labor.
"Aren’t you just idle?" Fu Yang, wearing a mask, lazily pushed the cart, tossing a hairdryer into the basket with impatience. "Couldn’t you just have the servants buy all this?"
"What’s wrong with wanting to browse around?"
This was, in fact, Shu Wan’s first time grocery shopping.
The small storefront that seemed unremarkable from the outside was surprisingly spacious once inside, with an overwhelming number of goods, which was quite astonishing.
Different kinds of goods were placed in different areas, and there were a hundred brands of milk alone.
Shu Wan picked meticulously, while Fu Yang grew increasingly impatient, "Hey, why don’t you just pick the most expensive one and be done with it? What’s there to choose from."
Fu Yang couldn’t understand.
Shu Wan ignored him, busily choosing items. When they got to the imported goods section, she pointed to the topmost delivery slot, "Grab two boxes of that for me."
Shu Wan wasn’t tall enough to reach the delivery slot, but Fu Yang was.
Fu Yang curled his lip, lifted his arm easily, and took the items from the top shelf, casually tossing them into the shopping basket, "What kind of random junk are you buying?"
"Chocolate, don’t you flavor?"
The first time Shu Wan and Fu Yang met, this type of packaging was in the car.
Hearing Shu Wan’s words, Fu Yang was taken aback and his gaze fell on the contents of the cart; it was a type of imported chocolate, indeed the flavor he liked.
How did Shu Wan know?
Fu Yang looked at Shu Wan, who had already moved on to picking other things.
Fu Yang’s eyes flickered slightly, pushing the shopping cart to keep up with Shu Wan.
The modern shopping mall’s main appeal is convenient shopping, with supermarkets and stores for everything from jewelry to accessories all under one roof.
After finishing at the supermarket, Shu Wan wanted to go shopping.
Although Fu Yang was reluctant, he hardly had any right to resist.
But to his surprise, Shu Wan wasn’t shopping for herself; instead, she took him to a men’s clothing store to help him look for clothes.
"I have clothes, why do we need more?" Fu Yang frowned, "Besides, you older generation have such outdated tastes, I wouldn’t want to wear it."
"Just buy it and leave it there, we can discuss whether you’ll wear it later."
Shu Wan quite enjoyed shopping, but during her time with Bruce, she had already bought many outfits.
On top of that, with new fashion and jewelry arriving from overseas every day, there was no way Shu Wan could wear it all.
She could only transfer this fondness to Fu Yang.
Seeing a customer enter, a sales assistant quickly came to greet them, "Are you shopping for your boyfriend?"
"Are you blind? She’s so old, what boyfriend?" Fu Yang said incredulously.
"Well," the sales assistant glanced at Shu Wan and then at Fu Yang, not noticing any significant age difference.
"This is my son," Shu Wan said with a smile to the sales assistant, "Please show me a few sets of clothes suitable for young men."
Even with professional training, the sales assistant was taken aback.
She stared intently at Shu Wan’s face, searching for signs of aging but found none, "Okay, I’ll have someone bring over some clothes for you."
Soon enough, staff members were pushing over several racks of clothing.
Shu Wan hadn’t read those fashion magazines for nothing. While she didn’t quite understand the clothing style and taste of the young people nowadays, she still very much respected individual preferences.
So, considering Fu Yang’s usual style and toning down the extravagance a bit, Shu Wan picked out several outfits for him.
Shu Wan’s aesthetic sense was actually quite good, and coupled with the multitude of fashion magazines she had read and her strong sense of style, she also took Fu Yang’s personal charisma into account.
Therefore, even the sales assistant praised the outfits Shu Wan had chosen.
"Handsome guy, your mom has great taste."
Hearing the sales assistant’s comment, Fu Yang glanced at Shu Wan, his eyes shifting slightly without a word.