After the report came out, the stock prices of various companies fell to varying degrees.

Feng Ce naturally made another wave of acquisitions. Of course, he only targeted one company - Tang Dynasty Entertainment.

Tang Dynasty Entertainment is a large-scale entertainment company that integrates online literature and artist training. It is a leading enterprise in China. It just so happens that this is an area that Feng’s Group has never been involved in, so now is a perfect opportunity.

After this storm was completely over, the boards of directors of all major groups experienced some turmoil. The biggest change was Tang Dynasty Entertainment. The entire company changed hands and became a subsidiary of Feng Group.

When the news got back to China, Mr. Feng even called to inquire about it personally and was extremely happy.

Seeing this, Wen Qi sincerely felt that although the vacation to play together was gone, it was really worth it! Afterwards, Feng Ce called Feng Xiao again, and the general meaning was that he had to go on a business trip to other places and could not return to China for the time being, so Feng Xiao would host the antique conference at Tang Dynasty Entertainment.

After two years of experience, Feng Xiao has matured a lot. Although he was a little nervous when he heard this, he agreed immediately.

After getting on the plane to Country M, Feng Ce said with some regret: "Next time when I have time, let's go around Europe."

Wen Qi smiled and nodded, "No hurry, we still have a lot of time."

Feng Ce's eyes were gentle, and he said softly, "I can stay in Country M for about three days. There won't be any meetings. I'll mainly go to several laboratories to check on the research progress. Do you want to come with me?"

Wen Qi hesitated, "Is it something confidential? Will it be inconvenient for me to go there?"

Feng Ce pinched her face and said, "They are all family businesses, what's the inconvenience?"

Wen Qi smiled and asked, "What kind of research is this?"

"There are many products related to artificial intelligence, including mobile phones, robots, and smart homes. It's quite interesting."

Wen Qi's eyes lit up a little, "Was the satellite phone developed here?"

Feng Ce nodded, "Yes, some functions have been upgraded during this period. You can experience them this time."

Wen Qi nodded repeatedly and frowned, saying, "This is a satellite phone. There should be very few people who need it, right? It took a lot of time and effort to research it. It won't be..." At this point, she moved in her heart and leaned closer to whisper, "Are you cooperating with the military?"

Feng Ce smiled and nodded, "How smart."

The flight arrives in Country M at around 4:00 p.m., and after driving from the airport to the hotel and putting our luggage away, we have just enough time for dinner.

"Let's find a good steak house." Wen Qi held Feng Ce's hand and walked on the road, "Do you have any recommendations?"

Feng Ce had indeed come to Country M many times, but each time it was for work and he was in a hurry. He either ate at the hotel where he was staying or just found a random restaurant to grab a bite. Now that he thinks about it, he really can't find a single good restaurant.

Wen Qi sighed, "Forget it, I'll just ask Special Assistant Guan."

Feng Ce felt a little guilty and secretly reminded himself that he must look for more places with good food and fun next time he went on a business trip.

Assistant Guan is indeed an all-round assistant and he quickly sent a travel guide.

Wen Qi and Feng Ce studied it together and finally chose a restaurant closest to them as their first meal in Country M.

The restaurant is indeed very historic, but as for the taste... I can only say it's neither good nor bad. It's not amazing, but it's not terrible either.

When she went out, Wen Qi realized that it was raining outside and the road was wet. She pursed her lips and smiled, whispering, "Qingyi, lend me your oil-paper umbrella."

Qingyi had never thought that his magic weapon could have such a seemingly normal effect, "...Okay." Of course, his master wants him to pamper him.

No one in the restaurant noticed that an oil-paper umbrella appeared in Wen Qi's empty hands. People passing by the door did see it, but for some reason they ignored it, as if the appearance of an umbrella out of thin air was the most normal thing.

Feng Ce took the oil-paper umbrella and opened it when he went out. Wen Qi smiled and got under the umbrella, holding Feng Ce's arm intimately as they walked down the street.

"Are you cold?" Feng Ce raised his hand and hugged him, "Let's just take a taxi back."

Wen Qi shook his head, "It's not cold, let's walk a little longer, walking on a rainy day is quite romantic."

Feng Ce took out a palm-sized red jade and put it into Wen Qi's hand. "Fire jade, it's warm to the touch, warm your hands."

Wen Qi was surprised and couldn't help laughing, "This is definitely the most expensive baby warmer I have ever used."

Feng Ce hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth, "This fire jade is produced in the volcanic hell. There are a lot of them. It is not as precious as you think."

The smile on Wen Qi's face paused, and he raised his hand and pinched his face speechlessly, "Are you stupid? Even if it's fake, you have to follow my words! I don't care, anyway, this fire jade is a rare treasure in the world of the living!"

Feng Ce let her pinch him and sighed, "I've learned my lesson."

In a lonely and dark castle hundreds of miles away, in the pitch-black space underground, a black ornate coffin was placed alone. The coffin lid was not completely closed, leaving only a finger-wide gap.

The next second, pale fingertips reached out from the coffin and slowly pushed open the lid. A pale and handsome man in a suit sat up. He sniffed and sighed, "What a nice smell..."

It is warm yet has a very yin energy, and smells better than human blood.

The Duke walked slowly towards the door, "No need, I found a better prey."

The middle-aged man lowered his head and took two steps back, saying respectfully, "Yes, I wish your Excellency the Duke a pleasant journey."

On the street, Wen Qi and Feng Ce walked aimlessly for a while, then took a taxi back to the hotel. Although they held an umbrella, the oil-paper umbrella only covered a small area, and even though the two of them were very close, their shoulders and bodies near the outside were wet.

The first thing to do when you get back to the room is to take off your clothes and take a shower.

They were an old married couple, and their expressions were very natural, if you ignored Wen Qi's vague glances towards Feng Ce, and also ignored Feng Ce's increasingly scorching gaze.

"The water is ready." Feng Ce didn't wait for Wen Qi to walk over. He turned around and took two or three steps, picked up Wen Qi, and took her into the bathtub.

Wen Qi sighed comfortably. She always liked unobstructed skin-to-skin contact, and now soaking in the water, she felt like she was being embraced tightly, and she felt even more comfortable.

Feng Ce's hand slid down from her neck, landed on the waist and gently kneaded it, then gradually slid down.

Wen Qi's expression gradually became blurred and his breathing became rapid.

"Baby..." Feng Ce's voice was low and hoarse, and it was obvious that he had hidden himself to the extreme, "I love you."

Wen Qi came back to her senses, raised her hands to hook his neck, and offered her slightly open red lips.

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When the two came out of the bathroom, it was already past midnight and the water in the bathtub had already gone cold.

But at that time, they were in high spirits and no one paid attention to the water temperature. Now that the heat in her body had subsided, Wen Qi felt the coolness. When she was sent back to bed, she muttered lazily, "I won't catch a cold, will I?"

Feng Ce frowned and blamed himself, "It was my negligence." He couldn't control himself every time he touched Wen Qi.

Wen Qi smiled indifferently, covered his lips and yawned, tears suddenly seeped out of the corners of his red eyes, "I want to sleep."

Her hair was still wet. Feng Ce sat on the edge of the bed, let Wen Qi lean on him, and whispered, "Go to sleep." He gently combed Wen Qi's hair with his hands, and patiently used his soul power to dry the wet hair bit by bit.

Wen Qi curled the corners of her lips and said vaguely, "Good night, husband." She was indeed tired and fell asleep before her hair was completely dry.

Only after his hair was completely dry did Feng Ce gently put Wen Qi back on the pillow, turned off the light, got into bed, hugged Wen Qi and closed his eyes.

The next day, when Wen Qi opened her eyes again, Feng Ce was no longer in bed. She stretched, got out of bed, washed up, changed into long-sleeved trousers and Martin boots, and left the bedroom.

Feng Ce was sitting on the sofa in the living room. He was not working but reading a newspaper. There was a cup of coffee on the small round coffee table next to him.

"Am I up late?" Wen Qi walked over and nestled into Feng Ce's arms like a boneless person. "The coffee smells so good."

Feng Ce put down the newspaper and put his arm around her waist. "It's not too late. I just said I'll be back today. There's no fixed time. Do you want a drink? I'll make you a cup."

Wen Qi smiled and nodded, "I want sugar and milk!"

"Okay." Feng Ce got up and made coffee.

Wen Qi sat on the sofa and looked at him. It seemed that a man with a good figure and good looks always had a filter in everything he did. It always felt that their President Feng made an ordinary cup of coffee look so good that others couldn't afford it.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

Wen Qi looked over and saw that breakfast had been delivered.

The waiter pushed the food cart in, stood aside and looked at her with a smile, but did not leave.

Wen Qi looked at him in confusion.

Feng Ce laughed when he saw this and reminded, "Tip."

Wen Qi suddenly realized and hurried back to get the money.

The waiter smiled and thanked me, and before turning away, he enthusiastically said that if I needed anything, I could come to him and he would provide all the help I could.

Wen Qi kept a polite smile, and only revealed an annoyed expression after the people left, "I actually forgot about the tip." She knocked her head, "I must have fallen asleep."

After saying that, she couldn't help but be curious again, "What will happen if I don't give it?"

Feng Ce kept moving his hands and said calmly: "The most obvious thing is that the service quality will decline. In more serious cases, they may think that you don't respect their profession. In some countries, it is illegal not to tip."

Wen Qi grinned and nodded, "I'll remember this. This will never happen again!"

Feng Ce smiled and said, "Come and have some coffee."