Nana didn't give up, reported the performance fee, and continued to persuade him: [The filming may take two days, and the platform will cover the round-trip fare and accommodation.]

Wen Yixia: [Sister Na, the main reason is that I'm really busy here and can't spare the time. You see, I haven't been live streaming much recently.]

Seeing that persuasion was futile, Nana had to express regret and stopped insisting. There are many popular anchors in the game area. Wen Xia turned to ask Guiqulai. It was no surprise that the Turtle God was one of the first people invited.

He really didn't expect Lin Fengqi to be related to this matter. After asking Guiqulai, he learned that this was a promotional video jointly produced with Fenghang Technology. In the future, Fenghang Technology will also hold some activities on the platform for anchors and audiences.

Wen Xia felt sympathetic. He had never shown his face during live broadcasts, and from what he knew about Lin Fengqi, Lin Fengqi was not the type of person who would watch live broadcasts.

In his impression, Lin Fengqi did not seem to have any extracurricular activities that were particularly entertaining. During school breaks, he was either reviewing, preparing for class, or doing exercises, or reading. Sometimes the books he read were classics, and sometimes they were professional books on physics. Wen Xia was overwhelmed just by looking at the book covers.

Sometimes he would be called to play basketball on the playground, which was probably the most entertaining way of leisure that Wen Xia had ever seen him do.

However, whenever Wen Xia was on the basketball team, Lin Fengqi would not join in.

Whenever this happened, Wen Xia played particularly aggressively, leading the way and winning by a direct crushing victory. After each victory, he would look provocatively at Lin Fengqi standing outside the basketball court.

He was very conflicted. On the one hand, he wanted to show his youthfulness in front of the person he liked, and on the other hand, he was annoyed by the other party's avoidance and rejection, so this action had some childish revenge.

You see, I'm awesome.

You can come or not.

However, although he won the basketball game, he still seemed to have lost everything to Lin Fengqi. Because Lin Fengqi didn't even smile at him. He just stood quietly outside the court and watched, as if his victory was no different from a passing guest to him.

So Wen Xia fell into frustration again, annoyed and frustrated.

He didn't understand how to pry Lin Fengqi, even a little bit.

Fenghang Technology.

Early in the morning, the news that "Mr. Lin is in a bad mood today" spread like wildfire throughout the company. It is said that this news came from Zeng Yuan, the assistant of General Manager Lin, and the credibility is as high as 99%.

Everyone is in danger.

It's not that Lin Fengqi's management methods are so harsh, but he is a cold and cold person, which makes people afraid. He usually has a cold face, and now he is in a bad mood, which makes him look even more scary. Even his good appearance can't be saved.

"Why is General Manager Lin angry?" Someone pulled Zeng Yuan and asked quietly.

Zeng Yuan lowered his voice and said, "How do I know? General Manager Lin was like this when I came."

The man: "It's over, there will be a meeting later, are we going to be finished?"

Zeng Yuan: "Shh, anyway, don't lose the chain later, report well."

As he was talking, the office door behind him suddenly opened, and Lin Fengqi walked out, and his cold eyes swept over the two people who were whispering.

It felt like being caught by the head teacher for playing with the phone in class.

The two looked at each other and quietly distanced themselves.

"Get ready for the meeting." said the head teacher.

Today is the weekly regular meeting.

The meeting room was silent, and the heads of various departments and projects sat in their seats and dared not speak. No one wanted to be the first to come out.

Until Lin Fengqi's hand that was flipping through the documents suddenly stopped and stayed on that page.

Then he raised his eyes and said in a low voice: "Zhang Hao, start with you."

Several department managers next to him cast sympathetic glances at him. Zhang Hao groaned inwardly, and under Lin Fengqi's scrutinizing gaze, he couldn't help but straighten his sitting posture and flipped through the materials in his hand to report.

It's not summer, but it's better than summer.

The whole regular meeting seemed to be held in an air-conditioned room.

After the sketch was finished, Zhang Hao packed up his documents, stood up and was about to leave with the rest of the group, when Lin Fengqi suddenly called him, "Zhang Hao, come here."

The colleague walking in front of him looked back at him, and perhaps because he was afraid that he would be the next person to be kept after class, he hurried away.

Zhang Hao calmed down for a moment and walked over, "Boss Lin, is there anything else?"

Lin Fengqi: "Come to my office."

His tone was the same as that of the class teacher.

After Lin Fengqi finished speaking, he walked out of the conference room. Zhang Hao glanced at Zeng Yuan, asking him the reason with his eyes. Zeng Yuan shook his head innocently, indicating that he didn't know either.

"Sit down." Back in the office, Lin Fengqi pointed to the sofa. The little robot from yesterday was no longer there, and the coffee table and sofa were back to being clean and tidy.

Zhang Hao sat down nervously, and saw that Mr. Lin also sat down and poured him a cup of tea.

He took the tea with some fear, and couldn't help but speak: "Mr. Lin, did I not explain clearly in the meeting just now?"

Lin Fengqi was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect him to ask this question, "... No, your content is fine."

Zhang Hao nodded, feeling a little relieved, but still didn't dare to drink the tea: "Then...?"

Mr. Lin was silent for a moment, and said: "I remember that you just got married last month."

Zhang Hao was a little confused, not knowing why the big boss suddenly cared about this issue. Lin Fengqi also attended his wedding: "Yes."

Lin Fengqi stopped talking, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhang Hao was uneasy, thinking, is he going to be fired? But what does this have to do with whether he is married or not?

"Well, Mr. Lin..."

"If your wife is usually unhappy, what will you do."

Zhang Hao: "......?"

Zhang Hao was stunned. He looked at Lin Fengqi, repeatedly confirming whether the words just now came from Lin Fengqi's mouth.

Lin Fengqi also looked at him, his eyes were cold and indifferent as usual, making it difficult to understand for a while.

"Well... just, coax her." Zhang Hao said.

"How to coax her."

"..."

Zhang Hao: "?"

The cold Mr. Lin asked online: "How will you coax each other as a newlywed couple."

Zhang Hao was a little confused: "... Just like when you are in love, you can coax her in any way you want."

Lin Fengqi frowned, as if he was puzzled by his words. After a while, he spoke again: "What if you have never been in love."

Zhang Hao: "???"

Damn, isn't the amount of information a bit too much.

He remembered some novels his wife read when she was in her second year of high school. In order to get closer to his wife, he had studied a few of them privately.

What about plundering, domineering bosses fighting, the heroine's heart breaking, I love you and you love her, she loves him but he loves me, etc., and even some forced love imprisonment play... It was played like a flower. His teenage boy's heart was deeply shocked and impacted.

Zhang Hao organized his words and said carefully: "Boss Lin, I think... it's better to have a love relationship first? If you get married right away without a process of getting to know each other, it's easy for the marriage to..."

"Easy to what?" "

Break up."

"..."

Seeing the big boss fall silent, Zhang Hao immediately made up for it: "Of course, flash marriages are very common nowadays! It's so easy to coax people, just give them what they like! Uh, just think of it as pursuing them."

Lin Fengqi listened to his words, thinking.

Today, two old games had a lot of bugs, and Wen Xia had to take time out to solve the bugs reported by the old games one by one, and he got off work almost two hours later than usual.

When he got home, he remembered that he didn't have the key, so he raised his hand and knocked on the door. Except for hearing Ah Moo scratching the door with his claws in response, no one came to open the door. Obviously Lin Fengqi hasn't come back yet.

But he didn't want to call Lin Fengqi. He

was still a little angry when he thought about that morning.

Wen Xia waited at the door for more than ten minutes, and finally reluctantly sent a message to Lin Fengqi to ask. But after sending the message for more than ten minutes, there was no reply.

He kicked the phone back into his pocket and turned away. It doesn't matter

if he comes back or not, I have nowhere to go.

He pressed the elevator button heavily in angrily, and the numbers jumped up layer by layer, and finally stopped on this floor. He opened the door and walked in, almost bumping into someone who was about to come out.

The man was carrying bags of things in his hands, and he just stopped and raised his head, and his eyes met Lin Fengqi.

Lin Fengqi was stunned for a moment, glanced at the car key in his hand, and was silent for two seconds before speaking: "Want to go out?"

Wen Xia frowned and didn't say anything, looking like she didn't want to pay attention to him.

The two of them stood in silence at the elevator door for a few seconds, and the elevator door couldn't bear it anymore and beeped.

Wen Xia took a step back.

Seeing this, Lin Fengqi hesitated for a moment and walked out of the elevator.

Wen Xia glanced at him, turned around and walked back to the door.

After entering the house, Ah Moo greeted them warmly. Lin Fengqi touched it, picked up the ingredients he bought and went into the kitchen.

Wen Xia couldn't say where he was unhappy, but he just felt annoyed. He changed his shoes and locked himself in the room.

He locked the room when he went out today. Wen Da'e didn't have a chance to sneak out today and was a little irritable. It walked away when Wen Xia touched it, and licked the place touched by the two-legged beast in front of him.

"How can you be like this too, you rebellious son." Wen Xia shoveled the shit for Wen Da'e indignantly.

Wen Da'e had a lot of toys, which he kept in a paper box. He caught a glimpse of the little yellow duck that he had casually put in it yesterday, and his expression was a little complicated.

Wen Xia picked up the little yellow duck, pinched it, and it made a chirping sound.

Wen Da'e was attracted by the sound and came over.

"Why, do you like it?" Wen Xia put the little yellow duck in front of his son's nose.

Smelling the dog drool above, Wen Da'e's head shrank, and he slapped over with a paw, and the pad of his paw hit the toy with a "snap".

Wen Xia got stubborn with it and pushed the duckling over again.

Wen Da'e's paws clapped with a clapping sound.

"Why are you so disappointing?" Wen Xia was very disappointed. "Making friends won't cost you your life. I can't let you out if you do this, do you know that? Are you stupid?" Wen Da'e

: "Meow!"

"So stupid."

"Meow!"

"Stupid."

"Meow!"

The man and the cat quarreled fiercely.

Until there was a knock on the door, Wen Xia thought it was Lin Fengqi, and opened the door with a wooden face, but he was facing the air. He was wondering when his leg was hit by something. He

looked down and it turned out to be the little robot he saw the day before yesterday.

The robot, which had been repaired, looked the same as before. The mechanical sound it made was still so silly: "Eat, eat, please eat. People are made of iron, and rice is made of steel. If you don't eat for a meal, you'll be hungry."

There was indeed a smell of food coming from the dining room. Wen Xia's expression relaxed a little, and he closed the door and slowly moved to the dining room. The robot followed him all the way, and it moved at the same speed as him.

It just kept talking: "The canteen has rice. If you don't grab it, it will be gone."

"Please prepare your meal card. Today we have curry beef brisket rice, no curry, no beef brisket."

Wen Xia: "?"

He couldn't help but: "Then just eat white rice?"

The robot: "I'm sorry, no rice was detected."

Wen Xia: "..."

What kind of idiotic program is this installed.

Wen Xia couldn't help but laugh.

The so-called curry beef brisket rice was of course a lie made up by the little robot. There were two home-cooked dishes and a vegetable soup on the table. There was also rice, of course, and Lin Fengqi had already served them.

He had already sat down, but hadn't started eating. Only when he saw him did he pick up his chopsticks and said, "Eat."

Wen Xia was a person who would rather eat soft food than hard food. He didn't know whether Lin Fengqi's action was basic etiquette or something else. To be honest, he didn't want to be sentimental, but he was still a little shaken in his heart.

Wen Xia sat down, and the little robot stopped at his feet.

"I was driving when you sent me a message." Lin Fengqi suddenly said.

"...Oh."

"If you have any problems in the future, you can just call me."

"Oh."

Lin Fengqi glanced at his expression and was about to speak, but Wen Xia raised his eyes and looked over, and spoke first: "I think we should still draw a clear line between us."

Lin Fengqi was stunned.

Wen Xia has continued: "The prenuptial agreement says that we only need to live together, but there is no stipulation that we must live like a real newlywed couple. After all, we are not real partners. It is enough to pretend in front of your mother. It is better for us to have our own private space in private."

Lin Fengqi put down his chopsticks: "...So?"

Wen Xia looked at him seriously: "You also know that I treated you... Of course, I don't have any improper thoughts about you now, so you can rest assured about this. I just think that we can reduce some unnecessary interactions."

Lin Fengqi's face gradually became colder: "What do you mean by unnecessary interactions?"

"For example, last night, for example... this meal," Wen Xia said, "Last night was my fault, I admit that. But in the future, when it comes to eating out and other things, we can do our own things separately, so let's not get together." As soon

as the words fell, the room was silent.

Lin Fengqi tightened his hands around the chopsticks, but Wen Xia had a businesslike attitude, as if he was really negotiating terms with Party A.

A trace of bitterness rose in his heart.

Was it really because of Fang Huai? Just because he mentioned it in the morning, he was so eager to draw a line between himself and himself.

He actually... cared about him so much.

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"Lin Fengqi's Wonderful Brain"

Mr. Lin: Why did he want to draw a line between himself and me in the end after all the coaxing?