Romantic Fireworks

Everything is difficult at the beginning. Having just stepped into the role of workshop director, I inevitably made a few mistakes during the first few days.

However, after a few days, I became familiar with the routine and adapted to it. After all, managing a workshop of only a few dozen employees was not overly difficult.

There is an old saying: "Life teaches you how to live." It means that no matter how difficult a task may be, as long as you work hard and figure it out step by step, you will eventually adapt.

Before I knew it, over ten days had passed. During this period, I lived mainly in Sister Yang's factory, helping her manage operations.

On one occasion, I took some time off to visit Sister Ye back in my hometown of Maple Forest Village, but she had already quietly slipped away. As for how she planned to seek her revenge, there was nothing I could do to help.

On the Lantern Festival of the first lunar month, Fatty and Tietou sent me a message asking me to join them for tangyuan.

I agreed and bid farewell to Sister Yang, whereupon Fatty drove up in his battered old pickup truck to pick me up.

In the car, Fatty said, "I heard the Qingxi Period Film and Television City is about to have its trial opening, and they are hosting a massive fireworks show and drone performance for the Lantern Festival tonight. We should all go check it out."

I had already heard about it. Spearheaded by the Han Group and partnered with several other enterprises, the Qingxi Period Film and Television City was built with a total investment of eight billion. It featured rows of replica ancient architecture from the Ming and Qing dynasties, primarily intended for tourism and as a filmmaking base.

Because the film city had just been completed, they organized the fireworks display and drone performance to attract crowds and generate popularity.

Eager to catch the fireworks, we ate our tangyuan early. Then Tietou, Lin Xiaoyu, Fatty, and I headed over ahead of time to secure a good spot.

By the time we arrived, the place was already a sea of people. Numerous small vendors had set up stalls selling all sorts of goods, though the majority of them offered a wide variety of specialty local delicacies.

Not long after we arrived, Sister Yang called to ask where we were. It turned out she had brought Xiaoyu along to enjoy the show as well. After taking the call, I agreed to go meet up with them.

Having recovered from his car accident injuries, Tietou was now largely back on his feet, though he still could not do heavy physical labor, lighter tasks were within his capability.

Since Tietou could no longer work at construction sites, he had expressed his wish for me to introduce him to a job at Sister Yang's factory.

I had previously mentioned this to Sister Yang, and she told me to decide for myself, which implied her consent.

I had therefore left it to Tietou to decide, telling him to come to work whenever he felt his body could handle it.

Because Tietou planned to work at Sister Yang's factory, when she called me, I brought Tietou, Fatty, and Lin Xiaoyu along to find her.

Before long, we ran into each other and set off to find a reasonably good vantage point for the show.

Before the fireworks began, Xiaoyu fussed that she was hungry, so Sister Yang took her to buy some local specialties.

Naturally, I also bought everyone some snacks like roasted chestnuts and skewered mutton. We ate and chatted, in high spirits.

Finally, 7:30 arrived. According to the official schedule, the fireworks show would start at 7:30, followed by the drone performance at 8:00.

"Bang! Bang!" The sound of fireworks launching rang out, and brilliant blossoms of light burst across the night sky...

The gathered crowd erupted into cheers, and Xiaoyu cried out happily, "What kind of fireworks are those? They're so pretty!"

"Ah! That one looks like a chrysanthemum!" ... "Look! That one looks like a multi-layered pagoda!"

As the fireworks exploded in the sky, they surprisingly formed exquisite characters.

Xiaoyu said excitedly, "Mom, Uncle Feng, look at the first character in the sky. Does it say Feng? Is that Uncle Feng's name?"

At that moment, Sister Yang, Fatty, Tietou, Xiaoyu, and I all stared up at the sky in astonishment, because the fireworks had burst to spell out these very words: "Feng, I love you!"

The admiring crowd immediately stirred into a commotion. Someone shouted, "Feng, I love you? What does that mean? Is someone confessing their love?"

Sister Yang cast a lingering glance at me with her beautiful eyes and asked, "Ah Feng, is someone trying to pursue you?"
I laughed and said, "Stop joking around. There are thousands of people with 'Feng' in their names. There's no way it's me."

As soon as the words left my mouth, my phone buzzed with a WeChat notification. I opened it to find a message from Ling Xue. She had sent only a single sentence: "Feng, I love you!"

My heart skipped a beat when I read it. Could these fireworks really have been arranged by Ling Xue?

Just then, more fireworks burst in the sky, once again forming multi-colored characters.

Gazing at the words in the sky, Xiaoyu read aloud in her sweet, childish voice, "Feng, I love you, until the... snowflakes..."

Xiaoyu tugged at Sister Yang's arm and asked, "Mom, what do the words underneath say?"

Sister Yang looked astonished and read, "When snowflakes drift and fall, wait for you to come and marry me." Meanwhile, Fatty let out a yelp, "Ah Feng! Aren't these the exact words that beauty in the Rolls-Royce said to you the other day? Could that stunning heiress be confessing her love to you?"

By this point, I was certain that these fireworks must have been arranged by Ling Xue. However, Sister Yang was now looking at me with a half-smile, while Lin Xiaoyu wore a look of utter yearning.

Of course, I could not openly admit it. I chuckled and said, "Fatty, stop talking nonsense. Who would go to such great lengths to pursue a penniless nobody like me?"

Fatty argued, "Ah Feng, don't try to play dumb. Tietou was there that day too, and he must have heard it. Those were the exact words that rich beauty said to you. Right, Tietou, tell me I'm right."

Tietou nodded and said, "Ah Feng, Fatty makes sense. It really must be that beautiful woman named Ling Xue confessing her love to you."

Sister Yang said with a radiant smile, "Ah Feng, I never imagined a wealthy heiress would use such a grand method to propose to you."

I feigned innocence and protested, "You guys are overthinking it. That Feng definitely isn't me."

Right then, the fireworks in the sky formed yet another line of text: "Snow White, Happy Birthday." As the little princess of the Han Group, today happened to be her birthday after all.

It seemed this fireworks show served multiple purposes: not only did it promote the Qingxi Period Film and Television City, but it also wove in a romantic confession, making it all the easier for the media to gossip about.

I thought to myself that once the fireworks display ended, the surrounding crowd would undoubtedly buzz with speculation, wondering who on earth this "Feng" could be to make the little princess of the Han family pursue him so boldly.