After the reunion, the big boss eyed her cub

"You just have to figure it out."

"Ah."

Feng Siye tapped his chopsticks, "Come and eat."

"Oh."

Feng Jiuci walked over and sat down on the sofa. When he saw the food, he thought of An Qi again, and couldn't help but sighed heavily. He picked up the chopsticks, and just as he was about to pick up food, his phone rang suddenly.

Feng Jiuci listlessly took out his phone.

Seeing the caller ID, he jumped up suddenly, "Brother! Brother! It's An Qi, An Qi called me. Hahaha, I was thinking about her just now, and she called me right away. We Do these two have a tacit understanding?"

"..."

Feng Siye took a bite of food slowly, "If you don't pick it up, I'm going to die."

"Pick, pick, I'll pick it up."

Feng Jiuci took a deep breath, and when his breathing stabilized, he swiped the screen to answer, "Hello?"

"Brother Jiu, are you busy now?"

"It's lunch break, not busy."

"Oh." An Qi cleared her throat, seeming a little embarrassed, "Do you remember what you promised me last time, which is... to be my model."

"Remember remember remember."

Realizing that his tone was slightly agitated, Feng Jiuci regained his reserve in a second, "Cough... I mean, have you set the time?"

"Is this Sunday okay?"

"..."

If he remembers correctly, he will fly to the capital with his brother on Sunday morning.

Then we will talk about cooperation at noon.

There is a business reception in the afternoon.

I have to catch an evening flight back.

The itinerary of the day is very full.

Feng Jiuci looked at his elder brother, and found that his elder brother was also looking at him.

"Brother Jiu, are you free this Sunday?"

Feng Jiuci avoided his elder brother's eyes with a guilty conscience, without even thinking about it, he immediately replied, "Yes!"

"Then we will set Sunday. You come to my house after breakfast. We will start at about ninety o'clock. It may take a whole day to paint, which is a bit hard."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's idle anyway."

"Then it's settled."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Jiuci smiled at Feng Siye, "Brother..."

"Anyway, idle is idle?" Feng Siye smiled half a smile, "If you feel that the work intensity is not enough, I can give you some more."

"elder brother!"

Feng Jiuci rushed to Feng Siye's feet exaggeratedly, hugged his thigh and cried, "You are my own brother, you can't do such a beastly thing to your own brother. I know I'm busy at the end of the year, but work How can your younger brother's life-long event be so important, why don't you give him a day off?"

"..."

Feng Siye sneered, "It's as if if I give you a day off, you can catch up with An Qi."

"The odds are high."

Feng Jiuci bent his arms, showing his biceps under his shirt, "Your brother's figure, this face... stripped off and stood in front of An Qi, that would be a proper seduction, if she doesn't fall in love with her... Not a woman."

"..."

"Brother, my good brother..."

"stop!"

Feng Siye couldn't stand his tone, so he couldn't bear to interrupt him, "I'll take my secretary to the capital this weekend."

"Oh, oh, you have to be a brother at a critical moment."

"Don't be so talkative, come over to eat."

"No, no, no."

Feng Jiuci jumped up decisively, and he looked at the food on the table with disgust, "It's all carbohydrate and high-calorie food, I can't eat it, I just go to the restaurant downstairs and have a vegetable salad."

"You don't have to wait for me. I'll go directly to the company's gym downstairs to practice my abdominal muscles after lunch. It's Sunday the day after tomorrow. I have to hurry up and practice hard. Hehehe, I want to practice until Angie takes a look at me I was deeply fascinated by her figure and couldn’t extricate myself.”

Done.

He grabbed his coat and ran away, his whole body was full of energy, and he didn't have the self-pity he had before.

Feng Siye couldn't laugh or cry.

He grabbed his chopsticks to pick up vegetables, and found that the lunch box was really full of high-calorie food.

Feng Siye rubbed his belly.

I don't know if it's because he has lived too comfortably during this period of time. He feels that his eight-pack abs tends to grow into one piece...

No.

He can't eat anymore.

He and Jiang Li are already several years apart, if his figure changes again, people will say that he is an old cow eating young grass.

There are so many good rivals around him.

Feng Siye felt overwhelmed with a sense of crisis, and immediately put down his chopsticks.

I thought about it.

He put on his coat too and went downstairs to the gym.

……

Sunday, under the eager anticipation of Feng Jiuci, finally arrived.

this day.

It was rare for Feng Jiuci not to stay in bed on a rest day, and got out of bed at seven o'clock in the morning.

He was in a great mood.

Putting on her bathrobe, she opened the curtains, squinting her eyes happily, "The sun is so nice today...uh...it doesn't matter if there is no sun, just look at the mist outside, it looks like a fairyland, how beautiful...this kind of environment, really It's perfect for painting."

A good day starts with a shower.

Washed up.

Feng Jiuci opened the closet and picked and picked for a long time. He struggled for a long time, not knowing whether he should choose to keep warm or look good. Finally, he gritted his teeth and chose the look.

He chose an unusual pink printed suit, changed into clothes and walked out of the well-heated room, shivering from the cold.

"Hiss...it's okay, as long as you're handsome enough, it doesn't matter if you're so cold."

endure the cold.

Feng Jiuci picked up the hairspray again and made a hairstyle.

Finally, spray some perfume.

He looked in the mirror and was quite satisfied with his appearance, "Look at this exquisite style, this outfit can directly walk on the red carpet."

He happily went out to have breakfast.

Just opened.

It just so happened that the door next door opened.

Feng Siye was holding a briefcase in his hand. He was wearing a black suit jacket with a long thick black woolen coat over the jacket.

"Brother, good morning."

"morning."

When he looked up and saw Feng Jiuci's suit and clothes, Feng Siye paused, and soon he stepped into the elevator as if nothing had happened. Seeing Feng Jiuci also entered the elevator, Feng Siye sneered, " warrior."

"what?"

"Minus eight degrees, wearing this suit to go out, not a warrior is what."

"..."

Feng Jiuci silently took out his phone, turned on the weather and took a look.

Omg.

It was eight degrees below zero right now.

No wonder he was shivering with cold.

It's too unscientific. Jiangcheng is a southern city, and the lowest winter in previous years is minus two degrees minus three degrees. How can the temperature be so low today.

out of the elevator.

Get out of the stairs.

When the cold wind blows, the face is cut like a knife.

Feng Jiuci trembled again.

"Go add some clothes."

"No!"

Feng Jiuci felt that his trouser legs were blowing in the wind, so he tried to straighten his back, "Today I'm choosing between demeanor and temperature, choose demeanor!"

"You didn't choose demeanor."

Feng Siye sneered, "It's rheumatism."

"My pleasure."

"You cow!"

The secretary was already waiting for him downstairs, and Feng Siye had to catch a plane to the capital, seeing that Feng Jiuci refused to listen, he didn't say anything, got in the car and left.

Feng Jiuci was so cold that he hugged himself.

He trotted all the way to the breakfast shop at the gate of the community to have breakfast, and his body became warmer.

Then he packed a breakfast.

Running all the way downstairs to An Qi's house, someone happened to come out from the entrance door, Feng Jiuci stepped in, took the elevator up to the 16th floor, and then rang the doorbell of An Qi's house.