The next day, Wen Xia woke up and found an extra 300,000 yuan in his bank card. Lin Fengqi transferred it in the middle of the night.

He woke up instantly and asked him during breakfast: "Why are you not sleeping in the middle of the night to transfer money to me?"

Is this a good fortune? How come the digital boss seemed to be stimulated and spent more than 200,000 yuan during the live broadcast yesterday, and Lin Fengqi transferred another 300,000 yuan in the middle of the night.

"Salary." Lin Fengqi said.

"If I remember correctly, it's not time to pay the salary yet." The contract clearly stated that it would be paid on the 30th of each month.

"Pay in advance."

"What about the extra 100,000?"

Lin Fengqi said calmly, "Commission."

"There's no such thing as 'commission' in the contract."

"..."

Wen Xia stared at him meaningfully until Lin Fengqi couldn't hold his temper anymore and said coldly, "You can reprint a contract for the temporary additions."

"No need," Wen Xia waved his hand and smiled, "Thank you, sponsor."

Wen Xia was really stupid at first and thought that this marriage was just a pure employment relationship. Now it seems that Lin Fengqi just found an excuse to marry him. This guy is really stupid and can't even pursue. One lie needs countless lies to cover it up. The agreed remuneration must be given.

Although he now thinks it doesn't matter if he doesn't give it.

After breakfast, the two went out together, walked into the elevator together, went down to the parking lot together, together...

not together anymore.

Hearing the footsteps behind him stop, and then the sound of the car lock opening, Lin Fengqi turned around and saw Wen Xia opening the driver's seat of his car. He raised his hand and waved at him: "Let's go, be careful on the road."

Lin Fengqi was stunned. Seeing that he sat in the car and was about to close the door, he hurriedly took two steps back: "Are you driving yourself today?"

Wen Xia closed the door and rolled down the window: "Ah, what else?

Lin Fengqi seemed to want to say something.

Wen Xia asked politely: "What's wrong?"

Lin Fengqi was silent for a moment, and said: "Didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to save fuel?"

Wen Xia: "Yes, but yesterday is yesterday, and today is today. I was short of money yesterday, so I didn't want to drive. You have already paid me today, so why should I save gas?" It

was so righteous and there was no way to refute it.

Lin Fengqi wanted to say something but stopped.

"Don't stand in front, you're blocking me. "

Lin Fengqi obediently stepped aside and watched Wen Xia's car slowly drive out of the parking space, turn a corner, and drive towards the exit of the parking lot. At

this moment, he suddenly realized what it meant to shoot himself in the foot.

He shouldn't have transferred the 300,000 yuan to Wen Xia.

As the saying goes, a day's plan begins in the morning. The joys and sorrows in the morning sometimes affect the mood of the whole day. Lin Fengqi's whole day was not so wonderful. When he thought of how decisively Wen Xia drove away in the morning, he couldn't help but fall into a tangle of depression and excitement. He

had originally thought it was a good idea that he could go to work with Wen Xia today. He must finish his work early today, try to get off work early, and go to the studio to find Wen Xia early. Don't let him have the chance to wait for others.

However, Wen Xia didn't need his pick-up today.

The sky was clear and the rain had stopped, and Lin Fengqi felt that he couldn't do it anymore.

Then he thought, it doesn't matter if he drives, he can also find Wen Xia and say that he is on the way home from work anyway, so wait for him to go home together?

But then he thought again, isn't this too childish? They are not elementary school students who have to line up hand in hand to go home after school - but it would be nice if he could hold hands with Wen Xia.

Just like that, he thought about it, and his thoughts drifted away. He didn't know where he was, and he didn't hear Zeng Yuan knocking on the door several times when he came in to deliver information and documents.

In the afternoon, after receiving the person in charge of a project partner, Lin Fengqi received a message from Liao Xingchen:

[I almost forgot to ask, how is Ah Moo, you didn't report its condition to me these few days, it should be fine, right?]

Lin Fengqi really wanted to ask him how far you and Wen Xia have progressed, but he couldn't open his mouth because it would be like exposing his own scars.

Lin: [It's fine.]

Liao Xingchen: [Okay, but for the sake of safety, when you are free, bring it over and I will check it again.]

Lin Fengqi was about to reply.

Liao Xingchen: [If you don't have time, it's the same if you let Wen Xia bring it over.]

Lin Fengqi: "..."

Lin Fengqi: ". "

It's impossible to let Wen Xia go.

And Wen Xia, today, is not as emotional as Lin Fengqi. He is in a very stable mood, working hard and earning money diligently.

Considering that he will be away from the studio for at least two days at the beginning of next month, he decided to advance the launch time of the trial version. Trial versions are generally used to collect player feedback, just like the internal testing of online games, leaving a trial and error space for the official content.

In this way, he will have to work overtime in the next two days.

This is also one of the reasons why he drove here by himself today, not just to deal with Lin Fengqi's playing hard to get. Although he really wants to use Lin Fengqi's car again, seeing his reaction in the morning is really... interesting enough.

It's almost evening . At that time, Lin Fengqi's message came as expected: [Have you finished work?]

Wen Xia had just made a cup of coffee, he put down the cup, picked up the phone and replied: [Working overtime.]

Biggest client: [What about dinner.]

Wen Yixia: [Eating in the studio.]

Biggest client: [?]

Wen Xia guessed that this question mark was to ask him what he wanted to eat, so he replied: [Order takeout.]

Half a minute later.

Biggest client: [The takeout is not good.]

Wen Xia looked at this reply, as if he could see through the mobile phone screen the serious expression on Lin Fengqi's face when he typed these four words, with some concern that he didn't know how to express.

What is he, a Lin scholar?

Wen Xia was amused by his own thoughts and replied: [Why do you care so much about working overtime? As long as there is food to eat.]

Biggest client: [……]

The largest client typed for a while, and Wen Xia took this opportunity to change a note for Lin Fengqi.

The phone vibrated.

Research subject: [Do you often work overtime? ]

Wen Yixia: [Not really, I add some when I’m trying to catch up with the progress]

Lin Fengqi’s heart just relaxed a little, and two replies popped up again:

[It’s just that catching up with the progress is the norm]

[/emoji/emoji]

followed by two heartbroken emojis.

Seeing these two emojis, Lin Fengqi’s heart was immediately tightened again, and he typed: [I haven’t seen you working overtime during this period. ]

[Isn’t it that you haven’t worked overtime for two weeks, and the blessing has come? The progress is lagging behind, and you have to catch up. ]

[/emoji/emoji]

This time there are two withered rose emojis.

Lin Fengqi looked at these messages and frowned in pain.

Wen Xia sent these messages with a smile on his face, put away his phone and looked up, and he met Liu Feisi's gossipy face.

His smile disappeared in an instant, and he stretched out his hand to touch the big face of the young man who was eager to get close to him: "What are you looking at?"

Liu Feisi said with a face that was squeezed and deformed: "Boss, who are you chatting with?"

"You said you don't work all day, but you are quite active here to ask about the boss's gossip," Wen Xia pushed him away, "Or you can work overtime alone tonight, and we can all go home."

"Boss, what are you talking about," Liu Feisi smiled flatteringly, "I'm just curious..."

"What's there to be curious about, haven't you seen other people chatting?"

"I've seen it before, but I've never seen you, boss, laugh so hard while chatting with someone..." Liu Feisi grinned, stretched out two fingers and gestured exaggeratedly on his face, "This is not easy, absolutely not easy."

Wen Xia picked up the coffee cup and tapped his head with the mobile phone in his hand: "But I know there is one thing that is quite simple, that is to fire you."

"Don't, boss..."

Liu Feisi followed Wen Xia and flattered him wildly. Wen Xia ignored him, walked to A Deng's workstation and said: "By the way, you don't have to order my food when you order food later."

"No need?" A Deng asked.

"Well, just order for the four of you, don't worry about me." Wen Xia finished speaking, holding the coffee and returned to the back of his desk, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Liu Feisi turned his head and looked at A Deng.

Ah Deng mouthed: "What's wrong?"

Liu Feisi shook his head, his face thoughtful.

Ah Deng: "You must have made him angry."

Liu Feisi: "Damn, how is that possible!"

Wen Xia poked his head out: "Are you guys planning to sleep here tonight?"

Liu Feisi retracted his neck and went back to his workstation.

Wen Xia retracted his gaze, glanced at his phone, and saw the figure of Lin Fengqi who had just returned home in the surveillance. A few seconds later, he exited quietly.

It was getting dark, and half an hour later, Ah Deng took out his phone to order takeout for everyone, and several people gathered around to pick what they wanted to eat.

"Boss, do I really not need to order for you?" Liu Feisi looked up and asked.

"No, you guys order yours, and I'll pay for it after you're done," Wen Xia said.

The four of them were discussing heatedly in front of Ah Deng's workstation. At this moment, Wen Xia's phone screen lit up and vibrated with a new message. He picked up his phone, slid back his desk chair, and turned to face the window.

Subject: [Have you eaten?]

Wen Yixia deliberately waited two minutes before replying: [How can I have time to eat?]

Subject: [What time?]

Wen Yixia: [Who knows? I can leave when I finish today's work.]

Another minute passed.

Subject: [Are you hungry?]

Wen Xia looked at these two extremely restrained words and clicked his tongue, then slowly replied: [If you hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have been hungry. ]

Subject: [……]

Wen Yixia: [Is there anything else, Mr. Lin? I will continue to work after I finish checking the posts.]

Wen Yixia: [If I finish my work early, I can go home and eat earlier.]

Subject replied immediately: [Didn’t you say you wanted to order takeout?]

Wen Xia deleted and revised, and finally replied: [Didn’t you say that eating takeout is not good?]

Followed by two angry little expressions.Subject

was speechless for a moment.Wen

Xia looked at the “typing” above and it flashed for half a minute.Subject

: [Wait for me.]

Seeing these two words, Wen Xia finally smiled with satisfaction.

Turning back to the chair, Liu Feisi and the others also came to a conclusion. Ah Deng settled the order and said to Wen Xia, "Boss, I've sent it to you for payment."

Wen Xia opened it and paid happily.

Forty minutes later, the takeaway arrived. By this time, it was completely dark, the lights were on, and there was a long line of people going home downstairs.

Several people ordered clay pot rice, and Liu Feisi asked as he opened the lunch box: "Boss, aren't you hungry? How about we share some food with you?"

Wen Xia: "You are quite good at dragging others into the water."

A Deng: "Of course not, boss, if you are hungry, just take my food."

Liu Feisi said "Damn", "Boss Deng, you are good, who is better at flattering, right?"

Wen Xia commented: "Neither of you flatters very well." Wen

Xia glanced at his phone. After Lin Fengqi sent the message "wait for me", he did not reply again. The chat between the two of them was interrupted here, and more than 40 minutes had passed.

He picked up the empty cup and went to make another cup of coffee.

Liu Feisi was the most talkative person in the studio. He could shut up when he was working, but now he finally let loose when he had time, talking nonstop while eating.

He even watched Wen Xia's live broadcast.

"You don't know, the boss who threw gifts at the boss yesterday really didn't take money seriously. He gave 80,000 in one bang, and then another 80,000, and then 240,000 with just a raise and a drop of his hands!" He gestured with an exaggerated tone, chewed the rice in his mouth twice, and swallowed it. "You didn't see that spectacular scene, what a pity." It

was a bit strange to hear employees discussing their own affairs on the spot. Wen Xia couldn't help but say, "Come on, can't you shut up with a meal?"

"I'm just sharing some strange stories with everyone," Liu Feisi chuckled, "This also shows that your personal charm is unstoppable, boss! The digital boss can tell at a glance that he really loves you!"

- Lin Fengqi appeared at the door of the studio just after saying this.

The studio today was not as quiet and cold as yesterday. Liu Feisi's voice completely drowned out the sound of Lin Fengqi's footsteps. In addition, he was not in as much of a hurry today as yesterday, so even Wen Xia didn't hear anyone approaching. Liu Feisi's words "It's obvious that the digital boss really loves you" were spoken loudly, and the direction was still directed at him. It was self-evident who he was talking to.

Wen Xia quickly thought "Fuck" in his heart.

Lin Fengqi appeared suddenly, and the four people in the studio looked over at the same time, with varying degrees of confusion on their faces. Liu Feisi blurted out: "Fuck, handsome guy."

Ah Deng looked at him speechlessly and asked: "Hello, who are you looking for?"

Lin Fengqi looked at Wen Xia.

Wen Xia reacted and pretended to be surprised: "Why are you here?"

So several people looked at Wen Xia in unison.

"I..." As soon as Lin Fengqi opened his mouth, the four people turned their eyes to him again, and saw that his steps forward paused, and the words on his lips were stuck.

He simply stopped talking, facing the gazes of everyone, walked to Wen Xia's desk, put down the insulated lunch box, and said with a serious expression: "Eat."

Wen Xia glanced at the insulated lunch box. Although he knew that his hint was successful if there was no accident when he received the two words "wait for me", when he really saw Lin Fengqi doing this, his heartbeat was still a little...faster.

Not to mention that there were four people staring at them curiously. Wen Xia suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He covered his lips and coughed lightly: "You... came here to bring me food?"

This sentence made the four people's stares behind him meaningful.

Lin Fengqi didn't say anything, probably because of the burning gaze of the four people behind him. A layer of light pink quietly climbed up from his neck to his ears.

"...Yeah." A barely audible single syllable.

It's impossible to say that he is not happy.

Wen Xia pursed the corners of his mouth that wanted to rise uncontrollably, and said "Oh": "Thank you."

Lin Fengqi whispered: "...Eat quickly."

After speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. Wen Xia was stunned for a moment and called him: "Are you leaving now?"

Lin Fengqi stopped and looked back at him in a daze.

At this time, Yaoyao noticed the ring on Lin Fengqi's hand. She nudged the people around her with her elbow, and then rolled up a ball of paper to throw at Liu Feisi. When Liu Feisi turned around to speak, she quickly pointed at her new discovery.

Liu Feisi tactically retreated.

Wen Xia didn't have time to pay attention to the drama between those people. He didn't want Lin Fengqi to leave, so he hesitated and asked, "Have you eaten?"

Lin Fengqi: "No."

"That's perfect, let's eat together." Wen Xia said.

Eating with Wen Xia is something Lin Fengqi looks forward to every day, but: "This is for one person."

If he divides it, Wen Xia won't have enough to eat.

Wen Xia has already opened the lunch box. The lunch box has three layers, and each layer is stuffed full. Lin Fengqi seems to be afraid that he will be hungry. There is a lot of rice and vegetables, far more than an adult male can eat. After this meal, he might not be able to walk tonight.

"You've made too much," Wen Xia said, "I can't finish it all by myself."

Hearing this, Lin Fengqi looked puzzled, as if asking: Too much?

... Do you think you are feeding pigs?

"Let's eat together, sit down," Wen Xia said, raising his chin towards the corner of the wall, "There are chairs there."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Feisi had already swept over like a gust of wind and brought a chair: "Here are the chairs, please sit down!"

"...Thank you." Lin Fengqi couldn't leave, so he had to sit down.

Wen Xia went to the counter in the rest area to get a set of bowls and chopsticks - when they were busy working overtime, they often ate here, and sometimes they would make hot pot, so there were a lot of bowls and chopsticks prepared here.

He handed the bowl and chopsticks to Lin Fengqi. One of the three-layer lunch boxes was filled with rice, and the other two were filled with vegetables. He scooped half of the rice in the lunch box and gave it to Lin Fengqi, then sat down: "Eat."

Then he looked at the four people who had been paying attention to this place: "Have you finished your meal? If you have, continue to work."

The four of them shook their heads in unison, pretending to eat their meals, secretly observing.

Lin Fengqi sat on the short side of the desk, looked at the rice in the bowl for a while, and tried to give some back to Wen Xia, fearing that he would not have enough to eat: "Too much."

As soon as he raised his hand, Wen Xia dodged with the lunch box, and said in a tough tone: "Not much, give it to me."

Lin Fengqi: "..."

and even felt wronged.

The two sat together. Wen Xia looked at the four people who seemed to be concentrating on eating, and then looked at Lin Fengqi who was eating slowly. Suddenly, he felt like he was back in high school, when he and Lin Fengqi were eating in the cafeteria.

However, there were more people in the cafeteria. Every time he asked Lin Fengqi to eat together at noon, Lin Fengqi looked at him coldly and said, "I'm used to being alone."

But it was useless for him to say that. Wen Xia was just asking politely. In fact, every time after school, he followed Lin Fengqi's ass. He followed Lin Fengqi to whichever window Lin Fengqi went to. When Lin Fengqi sat down at which table, he quickly occupied the empty seat opposite. He

also had to deliberately say, "What a coincidence, deskmate."

Lin Fengqi would always raise his eyelids and glance at him, with a faint look, and replied, "Yeah."

At that time, Lin Fengqi didn't say anything to drive him away, which was enough to make Wen Xia happy for the whole afternoon.

But in fact, Lin Fengqi had never chased him away.

And he only realized now when he recalled that the seat opposite Lin Fengqi was always empty.

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