As soon as the live broadcast ended, Yan Muhuai and Ming Fei rushed to the airport. The tickets had been bought in advance, and they flew directly to Beijing.
Before the plane took off, Ming Fei was still watching the live broadcast feedback on her mobile phone, trying to hold back her laughter while watching.
Yan Muhuai glanced at her sideways and knew what she was laughing at without asking.
"If you want to laugh, just laugh. Don't hold it in." Yan Muhuai is not such a stingy person.
"Hahaha!" But it was Sanshiwu who laughed out loud, not Mingfei.
Now Yan Muhuai had no choice but to be stingy and slapped it.
Thirty-five's hands were too short to touch the place where he was hit. Although it didn't hurt, he felt very wronged. "Why can she laugh whenever she wants, but I can't?"
Yan Muhuai stared at it coldly, "Ming Fei has spoiled you so much that you even dare to talk back to me, and you still exclude her everywhere?"
"How could I?" Sanshiwu said this, but in his heart he would never forgive Mingfei for stealing his body.
Ming Fei also thought so. As long as the Broken Sword was not involved, she and Sanshiwu could live in peace. But if she noticed that Sanshiwu was accumulating spiritual power to occupy the Broken Sword, she would immediately turn against him.
"There's nothing funny. I don't want to laugh at all." Ming Fei said in a teasing tone.
If he were a human at 35, he would have been so angry that he vomited blood.
However, Ming Fei still asked sincerely, "Mr. Yan, when you were stewing the soup, did you really forget to add salt?"
"Ah!" Yan Muhuai felt a little tired when talking about this. "I was also looking forward to that pot of soup. I thought my cooking skills would finally show results."
It turned out to be a misunderstanding.
If he really wanted to plot against Hou Yu, he would never use such a childish method.
He felt more distressed than anyone else that the delicious lotus root and pork ribs soup ended up being too choking to drink.
Ming Fei had been able to hold back her laughter when she saw the audience's comments, but when she saw Yan Muhuai's extremely serious expression, she really couldn't hold it back anymore. She hugged Sanshiwu and laughed for several minutes, and only stopped reluctantly when the plane took off.
After laughing, Ming Fei started talking about business with Yan Muhuai again.
"The matter of Tong Zhou was a wrong decision on my part. I'd like to apologize to you first." Ming Fei's original intention was to allow the fans of the two to merge, but she didn't expect that they would quarrel from beginning to end. If they could meet face to face, they would probably fight.
It was on the way to the airport that Yan Muhuai heard Ming Fei talk about the quarrel between his fans and Tong Zhou's fans.
"You are my agent, not my subordinate. Just do what you think is right. As for Tong Zhou's fans, don't worry about it. Tong Zhou is a good kid with potential. He can manage his fans himself." Yan Muhuai recorded the show with Tong Zhou for two days and knew what kind of person he was.
It is true that people on the Internet say that he is a magic mirror. If anyone has a conflict with him and is not worthy of being a human being, he will definitely not show mercy and will make the other party's reputation collapse completely.
Tong Zhou is a nice person, but his fans cannot represent him.
"Host, your fans are very arrogant now. Do you want to manage them?" Thirty-five said in a sarcastic tone, in revenge for Yan Muhuai's beating just now.
Yan Muhuai replied confidently, "No need. As long as my fans don't do anything illegal, they can do whatever they want."
"Double standard." Thirty-five looked at him with disgust.
But it knew better than anyone that Yan Muhuai had the confidence to say this.
His fans are bound to him by virtue. Those with flawed character will not become his fans. Those who become his fans must have correct values.
Of course, this does not apply when arguing with other fans.
It was already early morning when we arrived in Beijing after a three-hour flight.
Yan Muhuai didn't tell Rong Jin that he would come to the capital overnight, so he didn't disturb him at this time. He just asked Ming Fei to book a hotel, and they stayed in the hotel for one night.
As soon as the sun rose, Yan Muhuai called Rong Jin and told him that he was already in the capital. However, since Rong Jin could not leave the Rong family now, he planned to meet Rong Jin's mother who was still in the hospital first.
After Rong Jin finished answering the phone, he had a sullen face at home, which scared the two elders of the Rong family so much that they didn't dare to eat breakfast in the restaurant and asked the servants to send it to their room.
Yan Muhuai went straight to Liu Qi's ward.
Even though Yan Muhuai was the Yan family's "adopted son" who had a short-lived popularity, Liu Qi was devoted to her youngest son and had never met him.
But she recognized Ming Fei, who was following behind Yan Muhuai. She had a beautiful face, and her eyes were full of sarcasm. "Hey, isn't this Assistant Ming who was dumped by Rong Jin? I used to think you were so capable because of your arrogant look. But now you've been rejected after only two years? You came to my ward not to ask me to help you get back together with Rong Jin, right?"
Like Sanshiwu, everyone around Rong Jin felt that Mingfei had something going on with him.
In order to help her youngest son, Liu Qi had secretly asked people to contact Ming Fei several times, but was rejected every time. She always kept this account in mind.
This time when Rong Jin returned home, the person he brought with him was not Ming Fei. Liu Qi felt that the new person must be easier to talk to than Ming Fei, and Rong Jin’s novelty had not yet worn off, so she knelt down and begged him to do something.
"Hello, Mrs. Rong, my name is Yan Muhuai, and I'm Rong Jin's boyfriend." Yan Muhuai walked up to Liu Qi and stretched out his hand.
The gloating expression on Liu Qi's face froze, and for a moment she didn't react to what Yan Muhuai meant by this sentence.
While she was stunned, Yan Muhuai touched her hand and unilaterally completed the handshake etiquette.
"You, what did you say? Who are you to Rong Jin?" Liu Qi came to her senses only after Yan Muhuai dragged a chair and sat down beside the bed.
Her expression was stiff and she could hardly speak straight.
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