Quick Transmigration: Only You Are the Desire of My Heart

Working with a boss like that is so lucky!

Song Qingyin was in a daze the whole way, and only became somewhat clear-headed when the plane landed in Beijing. Luckily, she wasn't traveling alone, otherwise she really might have gotten lost in that state.

Wearing masks, Song Qingyin and her group walked discreetly toward the exit.

Their flight was at around 9 a.m., and they landed at around 11 p.m. The airport was still brightly lit, with passengers hurrying to their destinations.

At the airport entrance, a group of young women seemed to be waiting for someone, holding light sticks in their hands. The early autumn weather already carried a slight chill, and some of the girls were shivering from the cold.

It was clear they had been waiting for a while, as passersby would glance at them every now and then.

"The timing can't be wrong, right? Why haven't they come out yet?"

"It should be right, let's wait a little longer."

"Hiss~, it's a bit cold. I forgot to wear more clothes."

"Everyone, move a little further inside to avoid the wind."

"Leave the space at the entrance clear so it doesn't block the way."

……

There were quiet whispers, no loud noises, and no anxious complaints; everyone consciously kept their voices down. Twenty or thirty girls huddled in a small corner, careful not to cause trouble for others.

"Hey, look, isn't that Yin Yin?"

"Where is where?"

"Oh, there it is—"

As soon as Song Qingyin came out, she saw a group of girls huddled together. There was no way to miss them; with such a group standing together, holding brightly lit light boards, it was impossible not to notice them.

At first, Song Qingyin didn't pay attention, but her assistant noticed the words on the light board and said excitedly, "Sister Yinyin, it's a musical scale."

Song Qingyin "???"

"They are your fans, and 'Yinji' is the name they gave their fan club." Seeing Song Qingyin's confused expression, the assistant remembered that her boss had been in seclusion filming for three months and was basically oblivious to everything else, so she immediately explained it to her.

It turns out that with the airing of "Gourmet Inn," Song Qingyin's fan base has steadily grown. She had "Deep Sea" leading the way, and now she's gaining fans through variety shows. Although there are still some less-than-harmonious comments, it's much better than before. Now, her popularity is almost on par with second-tier celebrities.

"Tsk, what an awful name." Song Qingyin clicked her tongue lightly, but a smile appeared on her lips.

"I wonder how long they've been waiting here," the assistant whispered. "Sister Yin, maybe you should avoid them. Someone leaked your flight information."

Song Qingyin thought for a moment, shook her head slightly, and quickened her pace toward the door.

"It really is Yinyin."

"Yinyin—" Even though they were flushed with excitement, everyone was consciously controlling their volume so as not to disturb others.

Song Qingyin approached them, tilted her head slightly, and smiled faintly. "Were you waiting for me?"

As she spoke, she removed her mask. Her gentle smile appeared even more radiant and dazzling under the bright lights.

“Wow, it’s beautiful.”

"He looks even better in person than on screen, I'm about to cry."

Hearing their soft gasps, Song Qingyin's smile deepened.

"Sister, do you...do you still remember me?" The girl closest to her asked timidly, her cheeks flushed slightly, perhaps from excitement.

Looking at the baby-faced girl in front of him, he thought for a while before pulling someone out of the corner of his memory.

"Are you the little girl who was standing in front of the film crew's door before?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Ying nodded repeatedly, then, as if remembering something, handed the gift box to her, saying, "This is for you."

Song Qingyin smiled but didn't take it. "You don't have a job yet, do you? Where would you get the money to buy a gift?"

"No, no, I made this myself." Xu Ying was clearly a little anxious and quickly waved her hand.

Song Qingyin was slightly taken aback, feeling a chill on her body. She frowned and said, "Well, it's a bit cold standing here. I remember there's a 24-hour fast food restaurant up ahead. Let's go sit there and chat."

“It’s so late, it’s not safe for you to go back. I’ll find some cars to take you home. You can have someone compile a list of addresses and give it to my assistant later.”

"As for this gift, I can take a look at it later before deciding whether to accept it, okay?" Song Qingyin said softly, looking down at the little girl in front of her.

“Okay.” Xu Ying nodded vigorously, somewhat delighted. It would be nice to spend more time with her idols, but it would be too much trouble to send so many of them back. “But there are so many of us, it would be too much trouble to send each of us back individually. Let’s go back by ourselves.”

"Listen to me on this." Song Qingyin patted Xu Ying's head and said firmly. Then she told her assistant to take everyone over, and she would go over later herself.

"Hey bro, could you send me a few cars? Something that can hold about twenty or thirty people."

"Giving it away."

"Okay, I understand. I'll go back after I'm done with this. Don't worry."

"Yeah, I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten. You're not still working overtime so late, are you?"

"If you keep working like this, you'll go bald. Don't blame me if your sister-in-law doesn't want you anymore."

"Ugh, you've said that so many times, you're so long-winded. Bye."

"Send the car I requested as soon as possible."

……

Watching the group of people gradually walk away, Song Qingyin made a phone call to the original owner's cheap brother. With readily available resources, why should she make things difficult for herself? She's not a masochist.

After resolving the issue of her fans returning home, Song Qingyin headed towards the fast food restaurant.

As soon as she entered, she smelled the aroma of food. Seeing the steaming hot drinks and food being served one after another, Song Qingyin felt a sense of satisfaction.

It seems that her assistant is getting to know her better and better.

"Well done." As she passed by her assistant, Song Qingyin patted her on the shoulder and praised her.

A good boss knows how to encourage his subordinates, which will motivate them more.

"Sister Yinyin, over here." Xu Ying waved vigorously as she saw her enter and patted the spot next to her. Seeing that no one else objected, Song Qingyin knew that she must be the leader of their group.

It's hard to believe that this young girl has such strong leadership skills at such a young age.

As soon as Song Qingyin sat down, Xu Ying took out the gift box from before, pushed it in front of her, and said, "This is a collection of messages from your fans since your debut. It's nothing valuable."

"We were worried that you wouldn't accept expensive gifts, so none of us dared to buy anything. We each wrote something and put it inside."

"Actually, many fans wanted to come and pick you up at the airport, but many of them live too far away, and we were afraid it would have a bad influence on you, so we were sent as representatives. Oh, and another reason is that we live nearby."