My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 422

Christina worked in an advertising company. It was not a giant one. Besides planning advertisements for new products, its main business was to train Internet celebrities for live streaming.

Its workers were divided into two groups. About 30 workers did normal nine to five jobs in the office, and hundreds of broadcasters focused on live streaming.

"Do you mean online games commentators that children are addicted to now?"

She finally got a real job with her perseverance. All the members of the Hopkins family felt relieved. She had been busy with job interviews for seven days. Every day she came home, she was on the verge of breaking out. They were worried about her. Fortunately, she found a job.

However, Senior Mr. Hopkins was not satisfied with her new job, "It's not a proper job."

He thought that online games were harmful.

"Grandpa, the online game streamer is not as bad as you think. As long as I'm not addicted to them, it doesn't matter. It's for entertainment. Being good at playing games can also make money. Moreover, E-sports has been incorporated in the Asian games."

Christina got up early to have breakfast with Senior Mr. Hopkins. She told him more details about the new type of sport.

"Online game streamers are not included in the advertising company. It seems to focus on advertising products." Christina didn't know much about it either.

"Most streamers go to the original place of the products, such as fruit forests in the mountains and wineries of special foreign wine. It is called live commerce. There are eating broadcasts, in which broadcasts jockeys eat in front of the cameras."

Senior Mr. Hopkins frowned, "Do you mean the audience watches them when the live streamers are eating?"

"It's boring! Who will watch other people eat? How disgraceful it is to play on the phone while eating!"

He couldn't understand the hobbies of modern young people. He thought that they kept monkeying around all day.

"Grandpa, it's a hobby too."

Christina thought for a moment, "Yesterday, a Japanese girl finished a large bucket of braised meat. It was very greasy! I didn't know how she did it."

She admired the girl from the bottom of her heart. Many live streamers tried every means to gain more views.

But Senior Mr. Hopkins ignored her words and shouted, "It's a waste of time!"

The Hopkins family didn't allow such behavior.

He turned around and taught her a lesson, "No one is allowed to skip dinner and have midnight snacks in the kitchen. Please behave yourselves well in the Hopkins family."

Christina wanted to explain that it was his grandson who liked to eat midnight snacks. She was not the one to blame.

Although Senior Mr. Hopkins was rigid, he was just a paper tiger.

"Junior Mrs. Hopkins, Senior Mr. Hopkins has asked us to prepare some longevity noodles for you."

Nanny Fang brought a large bowl of longevity noodles to the table, smiling. She quickly handed her chopsticks and a spoon. "It's your first day of work. The noodles mean good luck. There is an egg in it too."

It wasn't her birthday. Christina didn't know why he prepared longevity noodles and eggs for her.

Senior Mr. Hopkins made a cough and gave her a red envelope. He said in a deep voice, "Don't bring the Hopkins family into disrepute." There were no other auspicious words.

She didn't expect to receive the red envelope after finding a job.

Feeling that they were doting on her, Christina cracked a smile, "Thank you, grandpa."

Senior Mr. Hopkins answered with a snort. He picked up his spoon and returned to his porridge.

Before Christina finished the longevity noodles, Patrick had just finished his exercises and returned from the indoor swimming pool in the West Garden. He walked into the room, tall and straight. She felt that no matter how tired Patrick was yesterday, he could always be energetic and graceful.

It should have something to do with the living habits of the Hopkins family.

Patrick would do morning exercises every day. Senior Mr. Hopkins got up early. He liked taking a walk in the Hopkins Villa or going to the small golf course in Western Garden.

Under the nurture of them, Christina gradually adapted to the self-disciplined lifestyle. She was energetic every day. Compared to those young people who stayed up playing on their phones, she preferred the healthy lifestyle of the Hopkins family.

Thinking of this, she decided not to compete with Senior Mr. Hopkins for the chance to take care of her children. After all, he had made Patrick an outstanding man.

"Grandpa, please have more vegetables and milk in the morning."

She tried to please him, pushing the salad and milk to his side, "Grandpa, I wish you a long life. The future of your great-grandsons depends on you."

She believed that Senior Mr. Hopkins would make her children outstanding too.

He glared at her, "What do you mean? You want to play games and flinch from the responsibility of taking care of them, right?"

"Grandpa, it's not what I mean. I want to earn money for the family."

She talked back. Patrick sat next to her and gave her a meaningful look, "Go home if you don't like it." He reminded her gently.

She knew that Patrick would fire her boss if he made trouble for her.

She looked at him with a wry smile.