OFR – Chapter 337 New Year’s greetings.

Zhang Yuyan: “As long as Leng Hao is here, I’m here!”

Han Xiaoxiao: “As long as Leng Hao is here, I’m here!”

Warm Baby: “As long as Leng Hao is here, I’m here!”

Long Yaonie: “As long as Leng Hao is here, I’m here!”

Dai Mei: “As long as Leng Hao is here, I’m here!”

Wen Tian: “As long as Leng Hao is here, I’m here!”

Haiqing: “…”

In that instant, almost a hundred identical messages filled the entire QQ group at once.

For members like Awen and Xiaoyue, who were more emotional, seeing everyone united like this hit an unexpected nerve. What should have been a happy moment suddenly stung their eyes with tears.

And for more rational members like Haiqing and Jingbao, the scene of everyone speaking as one told them something clear: right now, the Dusty Splendor team had truly become a top-tier team capable of withstanding any test.

Because in this team, they had already learned one thing: as long as Leng Hao was here, the team was unbreakable, undefeated, unstoppable!

Soon, amid this chorus of identical replies, the undercurrent of unease in the group began to fade away.

Mu Bai sent another couple of short messages in the group, then glanced at the time. It was already past noon. He closed QQ on his phone, planning to grab some lunch before dealing with the chaos of the streaming industry that afternoon.

But just as he was about to move, his phone suddenly rang.

Mu Bai was a little surprised. Who would be calling him on New Year’s Eve?

Was it Xiao Qing, who had left yesterday?
With that thought, he glanced at the screen and saw the caller ID: the bank’s customer service.

He noticed there had been a few missed calls earlier. After a moment of thought, he realized it was probably from Shu Xiaoxiao, the bank’s customer manager assigned to him.

That girl was still his exclusive personal account manager. So, after a moment’s pause, he answered.

As soon as the call connected, a crisp and sweet voice came through:

“Hello, is this Mr. Mu? I’m your personal assistant, Shu Xiaoxiao.”

“Mm. What is it?” Mu Bai asked softly.

“Dear Mr. Mu, I noticed that a few days ago, your account received a deposit of 120 billion RMB. With such a large amount, leaving it in a standard savings account earns very little interest. So, as your personal manager, I wanted to remind you that you could consider some of our bank’s investment products. If you’re interested, I can introduce them. The returns are higher than other banks and money market funds, and they’re flexible—you can redeem back to your account within ten minutes.”

Listening to her sweet voice, Mu Bai thought briefly about the upcoming side quests and the random “Who Will Be King” mission. He wouldn’t need funds on the scale of hundreds of billions for that, so he nodded.

“Alright. Go ahead and introduce your investment products.”

Hearing his agreement, the young banker’s tone couldn’t hide her excitement as she began to explain the exclusive financial products available to Postal Bank diamond card clients.

Mu Bai listened while walking out of the villa district at Xuanwu Zhongshan, phone in hand.

On the other end, Shu Xiaoxiao, who technically should have been on holiday, sat alone at her post in the empty bank, earnestly recommending the best options to her most valuable client.

A client with a deposit in the hundreds of billions wasn’t just a “big customer” for her. Even across the entire Jianghai Province Postal Bank network, such clients were extremely rare.

Before the holiday, even her colleagues and managers had quietly tried to figure out how to transfer this customer into their own portfolios.

But Mr. Mu’s account had an SSS-level confidentiality status. No one could dig up a single detail about him, so there was no way to poach him. That was the only reason she still held on to such a heavyweight client.

Shu Xiaoxiao knew: someone with this level of wealth was the kind of client you might meet once in a lifetime. She had to deliver the most thoughtful, flawless service every time.

In fact, beyond simply introducing the products, she also wanted to take the chance to offer Mr. Mu her best wishes for New Year’s Eve and the coming year.

After a few minutes, she finished her explanation and said with sincere respect and a smile in her voice:

“Mr. Mu, I’ve sent you the details of the products via our official WeChat account. You can take a look and invest in any you like. Don’t worry, these are all low-risk options I picked personally. And since tomorrow is the New Year, I want to wish you and your family happiness, harmony, and all the best in the coming year.”

Though she was genuine in her wishes, Shu Xiaoxiao assumed that for someone like Mr. Mu, such greetings were something he heard constantly. People must fawn over him endlessly.

But what she never expected was that someone of his stature—someone in the thousand-billion tier, an A12-class god-tier VIP—would respond with such warmth.

“Mm. Thank you for your wishes. I also wish you and your family a happy new year, with peace and smooth sailing ahead.”

Those simple, heartfelt words made the lone Shu Xiaoxiao, still working in an empty bank on New Year’s Eve, feel a sudden, indescribable warmth.

She had been in banking for over a year and met many wealthy people.

And honestly, even among those with “only” hundreds of millions in deposits, she had always sensed a trace of condescension, of disregard for people like her.

Even as a white-collar worker in a state-owned enterprise, in their eyes she was just another customer manager putting on a professional smile to secure their business.

Every holiday, she would send sincere greetings to clients with nine-figure accounts—and often wouldn’t even receive a simple “thank you” in return.

Perhaps those people were just too used to being high above others, or maybe they were simply too busy.

Shu Xiaoxiao had never complained. Sending festive wishes was part of her job.

But now, after years of being ignored or brushed off, what shocked her—and touched her—was that someone like Mr. Mu, with deposits in the hundreds of billions, had responded with such kindness and sincerity.

It left her so moved that she couldn’t help saying “thank you” over and over again into the phone.