After asking, Lei Chi kept staring at Feng Chengyuan silently. Under his seemingly calm surface, his nerves were actually beginning to tense up.
Only his comrades and subordinates knew how talented Feng Chengyuan was. If nothing unexpected had happened, he might have surpassed the former Marshal Feng and become another miracle of the Seventh Legion.
However, Feng Chengyuan has been locking himself up at home. If he had not contacted them occasionally, they would have thought that Feng Chengyuan was going to leave the legion completely.
It is precisely because of this that Lei Chi is worried that Feng Chengyuan will never return to the legion.
It was clearly just a short wait, but to Lei Chi, that short moment seemed like a very long time had passed.
Finally, Feng Chengyuan raised his eyes and looked at him, speaking calmly but firmly: "Yes."
Lei Chi was stunned. His expression changed from stunned at first to ecstasy, and finally his face was covered with a silly smile that was totally inconsistent with his temperament. In the blink of an eye, his iron-blooded temperament disappeared.
I somehow feel like a Tibetan Mastiff transformed into a little golden retriever.
"Then, then, Admiral, please have a good rest. We are all waiting for your return."
As he spoke, Lei Chi once again gave a standard military salute, but this time his face was no longer serious, but instead had a smile that he couldn't hide.
Feng Chengyuan looked at the loyal adjutant on the screen, and the look in his eyes gradually softened. He didn't say anything more and hung up the call. The light screen in front of him disappeared in an instant.
The room fell into silence again, but this time there was no longer any doubt in Feng Chengyuan's eyes. Instead, he was full of determination about what he was going to do next.
The most important thing now is to find out the person who framed him behind the scenes, instead of worrying about some problems that he can't understand at all.
Thinking of this, Feng Chengyuan felt suddenly enlightened, and the entanglement that had been accumulating in his heart was finally resolved.
There was a sound outside the door again, but Feng Chengyuan looked over and saw no one there. He knew it must be Yun Miao again, but he didn't know how she came back?
Yun Miao went downstairs to bring the food to Feng Chengyuan. Although Feng Chengyuan said he didn't want to eat, Yun Miao thought that he might not be hungry at the moment, but he might be hungry later, so he brought the food up and placed it at the door.
The meal plate with automatic heat preservation function is placed on the small table at the door, so Yun Miao is not worried that the food will get cold if left for a long time.
She looked at the still closed door and hesitated whether to remind Feng Chengyuan, but thinking that he might be dealing with important matters, after hesitating for a moment, she finally did not disturb Feng Chengyuan and turned around and left.
After Yun Miao left for a while, Feng Chengyuan opened the door of the room and happened to see the dinner plate placed at the door.
Feng Chengyuan paused, and his eyes became complicated when he looked at the plate.
He frowned slightly, looking a little worried, but soon his brows relaxed and he reached out to bring the plate into the house.
The door was closed again.
For the next two days, Yun Miao stayed comfortably at home, doing a two-hour live broadcast every day. Although he didn't sing throughout every time, the popularity of the live broadcast room seemed to have broken through some shackles and was steadily increasing every day. Even the rewards seemed to have made a qualitative leap compared to before.
After Wang Chen had reached an agreement with Yun Miao, he quickly sent Yun Miao a detailed plan. After a quick read, Yun Miao found that although Wang Chen was a little fat, he was a man with great financial acumen. Now that he had his help, he told his father that it would be difficult to lose the so-called bet.
After signing the confirmation letter of equity share, Yun Miao sent Wang Chen the recipes she had prepared for the reopening of Genting Restaurant. She had already registered the copyright of these things on Star Network when she compiled them, so she would not be afraid of Genting Restaurant's dishes being copied after they became popular.
In addition to communicating with Wang Chen about cooperation matters, Yun Miao also took the opportunity to contact the people from Moya Live and discussed the signing of the contract with them on Star Online. After confirming that the contract given by the other party was reasonable, Yun Miao directly signed the contract.
Since Yun Miao is a newcomer, he is naturally not comparable to those big anchors in terms of signing contracts. However, Moya Live can achieve the largest position of its kind in Star Network, so it is naturally not a black-hearted boss who treats its anchors unfairly. In terms of contract sharing, Moya Live also clearly marked that the platform will only take 30% of any rewards that appear during the live broadcast.
Yun Miao was very satisfied with this. After all, the share he got after signing the contract was much more than the 50-50 split before the contract was signed.
In addition, Yun Miao discovered that there seemed to be something different about Feng Chengyuan, but if he looked closely, he could not find any problems at all.
Being turned away that day did not make Yun Miao feel unhappy at all, but after that, Feng Chengyuan's attitude towards her seemed to have improved a lot, at least it seemed warmer than before.
I don’t know if he figured something out when he was locked in the room that day?
Yun Miao really couldn't understand the reasons behind these changes and could only complain in his heart.
Just when Yun Miao felt that such a life was really comfortable, a communication brought her good days to an end in an instant.
"What? You want me to go back to the Feng family's old house with you?"
Yun Miao was curled up on the sofa in the living room watching a TV series when he suddenly heard what Feng Chengyuan said to him. He stood up in surprise.
Feng family’s old house?
It was the first time that Yun Miao knew that Feng Chengyuan's family actually had an ancestral house in Peng City, close to the West Sea, quite a distance from here.
She had always thought that the General's Mansion was the entire Feng family, but it turned out that she was too narrow-minded.
"You suddenly said you wanted to go back, is there something wrong?"
Yun Miao did not immediately agree to Feng Chengyuan's request, but asked in confusion.
Feng Chengyuan glanced at Yun Miao indifferently and said calmly, "They said they wanted to see you, so of course they have to take you back. Pack up and we'll leave soon."
This time, it was not the people from the old house who sent a message to Feng Chengyuan, but the housekeeper Wu who had gone back to check the situation.
Even Feng Chengyuan himself was puzzled. Why did Butler Wu send him a message asking him to return as soon as possible when he knew he didn't want to interact with the people in the old house? Could it be that something really happened at the old house this time?
If that's the case, maybe it would be nice to go back and watch the fun.
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