Jian Luo had no idea that what everyone was interested in was not the dried fruit, but who the person Lu Shifeng was helping to advertise was.
Unlike Jian Luo, Jian Luo's fans are all young people who watch live broadcasts, but Lu Shifeng is different. His fans are from all age groups, and even more than just people from Dark Star, there are fans from all major planets.
Jian Luo looked at the data: "Wow, you are amazing."
Different from him, Lu Shifeng was looking at the comments in the background. It was just a casual glance at first, but the more he looked, the darker the Marshal's face became.
Jian Luoze was still immersed in the joy of finally getting someone to pre-order the dried fruit: "It seems like it's almost 20 million. I can go talk to the boss about cooperation!"
Lu Shifeng said coldly: "Really?"
Jian Luo ignored his emotions and was still immersed in the joy of discussing cooperation. He even found time to contact his boss. He found Nie Yan's contact information and converted it to Dark Star time. It should be around 11 o'clock in the evening there, and the sponsor might be asleep.
Or you can just leave a message and talk to me tomorrow morning.
Thinking of this, Jian Luo boldly left a message: "Boss, I need help from you. Please reply to me if you see this~"
In order to show sincerity, Jian Luo thought about it and added a cute little rabbit emoticon pack at the end.
After sending the message, he mentally prepared a plan on how to convince Nie Yan. After all, this wasn't a small deal!
Lu Shifeng looked up from the comments and saw Jian Luo looking thoughtful. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Did you read those too?"
Jian Luo was thinking about something, and nodded perfunctorily when he heard it: "Hmm..."
Lu Shifeng glanced at Jian Luo, trying to find some clues and his opinion on the matter from his face.
"Ding Dong."
Jian Luo's information terminal rang.
It was Nie Yan's message on the other end: "Yes, go ahead."
The boss is online!
A smile suddenly broke out on Jian Luo's face. He quickly typed: "Good evening, boss. It's so late and you're still awake."
Treat your financial backer as warmly as the spring breeze.
However, Jian Luo's warm breeze obviously did not warm the Marshal sitting on the sofa not far away. Lu Shifeng narrowed his eyes and opened his thin lips slightly: "Do you feel happy after watching it?"
Jian Luo had just finished replying to Nie Yan when he was distracted and didn't hear the first half. Then he heard the question about whether he was happy. He nodded decisively: "Happy!"
“…”
The indoor temperature dropped by one degree.
This was because Jian had been in Lu Shifeng's presence for a long time, so she didn't feel such a strong hostile aura. If it were anyone else, they would probably be scared by the Marshal's aura and look for their father everywhere.
"Ding Dong."
Just when Jian Luo was about to ask further questions, a reply came from the other side.
Nie Yan: "I'm not asleep. What? You want to sell me dried fruit?"
!!!
Jian Luo couldn't help but exclaim "Wow!" Nie Yan was truly amazing. He had guessed everything before he'd even said anything. So he decisively replied, "Boss, you're incredibly insightful. Let me tell you more about this matter."
Seeing him like this, combined with Jian Luo's heartless remarks earlier, Lu Shifeng said sinisterly, "Why, have you seen someone suitable?"
Jian Luo was discussing cooperation with his boss and was very happy to hear the word "suitable": "Yeah, that's great."
“…”
The anger in Lu Shifeng's heart suddenly flared up.
He worked so hard to help Jian Luo advertise, and thought that he could get some kindness and affection in return, or at least a few words of "Brother Long is so awesome", right?
But all I got were some meaningless comments. The most infuriating thing was that Jian Luo actually thought they were pretty good?
Very good, excellent.
It seems that he is really spoiled.
Lu Shifeng sat up a little straighter, ready to have a good talk: "Jian Luo..."
Jian Luo stood up from the sofa and walked out happily: "I'm going out to make a long-distance call. You can continue reading. Oh, by the way, there are buns from lunch in the pot. They should still be hot. Go and have some."
As soon as he finished speaking, he ran away.
Lu Shifeng was almost stunned. He dared to say that in the hundreds and thousands of years since he became the Dragon King, no one had dared to be so presumptuous. Even the possibility of abandoning him and running away was extremely rare. Lu Shifeng dared to say that if it were anyone else today, they would definitely die a miserable death.
But——Jane Luo.
Lu Shifeng sat on the sofa and sulked for a while, then finally stood up and walked out the door. Secretary Jin outside dutifully asked, "Where are you going, sir?"
Lu Shifeng: "In the kitchen, Jian Luo said he left some buns."
Thinking of this, the Marshal was no longer so angry.
At least Jian Luo still has him in her heart and always leaves food for him. In this case, you should forgive him. After all, he is still young and ignorant. Now that the pregnancy is advanced and the pregnancy is so hard, it is inevitable that he will be more willful. You should just give in to him.
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of the Marshal's lips again.
Secretary Jin, who was walking ahead, started to speak without hesitation: "The buns made by Luoluo are very delicious. Not only my subordinates, but even the elves have praised them after eating them!"
Lu Shifeng's smile froze, and he began to feel cold all over: "Really?"
"That's right." Secretary Jin thought he didn't like the elves and offered some words of comfort: "Those elves have been quite helpful. They also helped with the cooking during today's live broadcast and made a lot of buns. The five of us didn't finish lunch, so there were still plenty left."
…
The corridor was silent, with only the sound of footsteps.
Lu Shifeng paused, and this sudden stop made Secretary Jin turn her head curiously, and she ended up meeting those deep red eyes, which were very deep and scary.
Secretary Jin was very familiar with this look. This was definitely the look Lu Shifeng would have when he was in a very bad mood.
Then, the Marshal asked word by word, "So, the food in the kitchen is your leftovers?"
Secretary Jin suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. In an instant, she understood completely that if she dared to say "yes" today, she would probably die on the spot.
"Well, of course not!" Secretary Jin laughed awkwardly, "Luoluo left some for you. He said you'd definitely like some meat, so he kept two baskets of meat buns warm."
After she finished speaking, she clearly felt that the atmosphere had become much better.
Although Lu Shifeng didn't make any particularly obvious gestures, at least he didn't make any more sinister death threats! As a qualified secretary, she had every obligation to understand her boss's likes and dislikes, as well as his moods. Based on Secretary Jin's own analysis, it felt like this matter was actually very simple, and she had been too slow-witted before! Fortunately, the Dragon Clan isn't afraid of making mistakes, as they excel at turning the tide and reversing mistakes!
Thinking of this, Secretary Jin spoke boldly: "Sir, please allow me to speak frankly."
Lu Shifeng glanced at her and said, "Speak."
"I often look after Luoluo. I can't say I understand his temper perfectly, but I do have some suspicions. From what I've observed, Luoluo is simple-minded and straightforward. There are many things he might not understand unless you approach him directly or take some measures." Secretary Jin worried, "Human life is actually very short and sometimes very fragile. It would be a pity to waste time on it."
Lu Shifeng walked down the corridor, his military boots making crisp sounds on the floor. He seemed to be thinking, but also seemed not to be. Finally, just when Secretary Jin thought that the Marshal would not pay any attention to her at all, Lu Shifeng opened his thin lips and said, "I have already wronged him once before. That time can be regarded as an accident."
Secretary Jin was stunned.
"When I am sober, I don't want to use any factors to force him to make a choice." Lu Shifeng's voice was slow, but with a hint of solemnity: "What I want is his willingness."
Secretary Jin was in disbelief. She couldn't believe that these were the words Lu Shifeng said. Isn't their Marshal the best at plundering? How could he say such defensive words one day? Could this be love?
Moreover, with his conditions, he can be sure of pursuing anyone in the universe. Is there really any woman who would refuse him?
…
The other side.
Jian Luo was talking to Nie Yan enthusiastically.
"I thought we could start by testing the waters with the best dried fruits. If that works, we can then try to expand into the market. There are many delicacies on Earth that haven't been transmitted to other galaxies, and I'm determined to make these foods great and promote them." Jian Luo began to promise Nie Yan, "Don't worry, boss. If we lose money this time, I'll give you my share of the profits."
He has thought it through. When doing business, you cannot be afraid of losing money. Every time is a valuable experience.
Nie Yan sat at his desk, flipping through the financial statements as he asked, "Are you done?"
Jian Luo said obediently: "Yeah."
"You've been away for so long, and this is all you've figured out?" Nie Yan wore gold-rimmed glasses, his profile appearing pale under the lighting. His shrewd gaze fell on the camera. "You don't have a specific process plan or risk assessment. Hundreds of people approach Nie's company every day seeking cooperation. Do you think your arguments are convincing enough? If I'm not mistaken, you didn't spend more than ten minutes preparing this argument?"
Jian Luo choked.
He was speaking confidently at first, but now that he was suddenly looked at like this, he became timid. He was just a small anchor, and doing business was not his strong point. He just thought of a possibility and tried to do it, but it still didn't work?
Jian Luo lowered his head, aggrieved: "I was wrong."
Nie Yan withdrew his gaze and said nothing.
Jian huddled together in fear and whispered, "Then, should I prepare again?"
Nie Yan turned a page of the document and said "hmm" lightly.
"Okay." Jian Luo was not particularly discouraged. He was the type to become more courageous after facing setbacks. "Then I'll come back in two days."
The richest man paused.
Jian Luoxin then became nervous, staring at Nie Yan's every move without daring to move her eyes.
Nie Yan put down the document and said slowly, "You've never done this before. Even if I give you a lot of days, you won't be able to write something that satisfies me."
“…”
It's really direct.
Jian Luo scratched his head: "What about me?"
Nie Yan had no choice but to speak up. "Although there are some shortcomings, the proposal is acceptable. First, investigate the production volume and determine the profit sharing. Then contact me at this time tomorrow."
This is what drama means!
Jian Luo was happy, with some light in his eyes: "Okay, thank you, boss!"
Nie Yan looked him over and raised an eyebrow. "You seem a bit fatter. Is the food good?"
“…”
Really good at chatting.
Jian Luo said embarrassedly: "Yes, it's okay."
After he finished speaking, he saw Nie Yan staring at him silently. Inexplicably, Jian Luo felt that this might have some other meaning. He hesitated and asked, "Boss, have you eaten?"
Nie Yan: "No."
"...But I can't deliver it to you." Jian Luo murmured, "There are only a few buns left in the kitchen. I can only record the taste and send it to you."
Although I can only give you a taste of it.
The richest man wouldn't waste time on such boring things, right?
Nie Yan said, "Send it here."
"Huh?" Jian Luo's eyes widened in disbelief. "Really? Okay, then I'll send you the information in a moment. By the way, what do you want to eat? I can make it for you tomorrow and send the information to you in the evening!"
You still have to bribe your boss, because only bribery can impress your boss!
Sure enough, Nie Yan's tone became much better: "I'll send you the menu later."
Jian Luo choked up and said, "Yes."
His boss is really not polite at all.
…
After discussing work, Jian Luo went back. After returning to his room, he received the menu sent by Nie Yan. He wrote it down while studying what ingredients he would need for tomorrow.
Just as he was watching, Lu Shifeng came back from outside.
The Marshal has prepared himself mentally. At least Jian Luo still has him in her heart and even saves buns for him. This is enough to prove the relationship between them.
Thinking of this, Lu Shifeng's expression improved a lot. He walked over and sat down, then asked casually, "What are you looking at?"
Jian Luo answered obediently: "Recipe."
Lu Shifeng had no doubts: "New dishes?"
Jian Luo answered while taking notes: "No, some of them I have made before, and some I haven't. I'm still learning. It's my first time making them, so I don't know if he'll be used to it or not."
“…”
The room was silent for a moment.
Lu Shifeng's anger, which had just faded away, returned. He narrowed his eyes and said with a half-smile: "Who is he?"
Jian Luo was stunned for a moment, then finally reacted. He met the Marshal's eyes and felt quite terrified. Fearing that he might have misunderstood something, he quickly said, "It's Mr. Nie. He's my boss. We're discussing business."
"Do you need to cook for business?"
Jian Luo said seriously: "No, it's a bribe."
Lu Shifeng continued to press: "Why haven't I seen you bribe me and care about me so much?"
“…”
Jian Luo said: "Bribe, bribe."
Lu Shifeng: "What?"
Jian Luo patted her round belly and said, "Long Aotian."
The room fell silent again.
After a while.
A smile appeared on Lu Shifeng's lips, and his original oppressive aura was gone. Facing Jian Luo, he really couldn't get angry.
But thinking about what Secretary Jin said today, the Marshal also felt that there was some truth to it. For Jian Luo, perhaps being direct would be more effective. Maybe he should make it clear, but in a way that is not too abrupt.
Lu Shifeng thought for a moment and said, "Jian Luo."
Jian Luo, who was doing homework, asked: "Hmm?"
"The Dragon Clan has always been an exclusive group since ancient times." Lu Shifeng considered his words carefully. "But now, on behalf of the Dragon Clan, I welcome humans to join us."
Lu Shifeng moved closer. The two of them had similar auras and the atmosphere was somewhat ambiguous. The lights were dim and their eyes met. Everything was said without words.
Jian Luo blinked and said hesitantly: "Does it mean that humans are allowed to work together? That's good."
“…”
Lu Shifeng was silent for a while, then said solemnly: "No, it's for you. Welcome to join us. You can be included in the family tree."
This is already very clear.
Jian Luo's eyes widened. This time he finally understood. He had never expected: "Then, what about my generation? Am I your younger brother? Is there any ceremony for this? Become sworn brothers?"
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