Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

"What are you so happy about?"

She asked the questions that Ye Zhen was unwilling to ask.

The girl sat cross-legged on the bench, with a smile on her face when she looked up at her.

"Are you happy?"

Her eyes became confused.

Ye Tingchu reached out and touched the corner of her mouth with his fingertips: "You are smiling."

Ye Kong also touched it himself: "Really."

She muttered, "But I don't feel happy, I just think it's fun - am I actually in a good mood?"

Ye Tingchu: ...

Ye Kong glanced towards the floor-to-ceiling window and vaguely saw Ye Zhen walking into the kitchen to eat.

"He's going to Southport tomorrow."

Ye Tingchu followed her gaze and suddenly said.

Ye Kong said "Oh" calmly, and then asked curiously: "Are you really going to send him out?"

"Or do you think I'm joking?"

"Isn't that a difficult job? He gets seasick, and the conditions there are very harsh."

"It's good for young people to be tempered a little."

"You sound so mature. Aren't you only 27 years old?" Ye Kong looked up at Ye Tingchu and smiled at her. "Sister is obviously a young person too."

"..."Ye Tingchu suddenly felt sweet.

Although Ye Kong's appearance is not sweet, she thinks this smile is sweeter than those actors in the entertainment industry who are hailed as "the sweetest in the world".

Is this the sister filter?

While Ye Tingchu was thinking in his mind, he rubbed Ye Kong's head without changing his expression: "You are quite good at talking."

"If you really think so, it means I care about you very much."

Ye Kong lowered his head to look at his phone again, and said as he read, "I only say nice things to people I like, otherwise I will make them angry to death - this is what the dean grandfather told me."

“…It is truly my honor.”

Ye Tingchu felt sweet again.

It even made her feel that her sugar intake today had exceeded the limit.

So he restrained himself and withdrew his hand, reminded him not to sit cross-legged for too long, and turned and left.

The absent-minded Ye Kong finally received a reply from "Xiao Huang" at this time.

·

[Xingfei Art: I’m so sorry! o(╥﹏╥)o I’m guilty! orz God, please kill me! ]

[Xingfei Art: [Red Envelope] [Congratulations on your prosperity and good luck]]

[Xingfei Art: Transfer 555]

Looking at a series of crying emoticons, the expression on Ye Kong's face became subtle.

She narrowed her eyes and asked what was wrong.

[Xingfei Art: Sorry! Our boss said he needs to see the finished product before making a decision! He will still pay, but whether he is satisfied with the final product or not┭┮﹏┭┮]

[Bu Si: Is this boss you are talking about the big boss of your Xing Fei Game? ]

[Xingfei Art: Yes, big boss o(╥﹏╥)o In fact, he is not only the boss of Xingfei Games, but also the boss of the entire Xingfei Group o(╥﹏╥)o]

[Xingfei Art: I don’t know why he suddenly went crazy and wanted to interfere in the art department’s affairs o(╥﹏╥)o Although he would check from time to time, he usually wouldn’t take care of such details o(╥﹏╥)o]

Ye Kong: ...

As expected, she raised the corners of her mouth and smiled coldly, and quickly replied.

【Bu Si: Very good, very strict, it doesn't matter, you don't have to give me a red envelope, it's supposed to be the job for the capable, just give me the money, it's up to you whether you use it in the end or not.】

[Xingfei Art: We will definitely use it! I believe in you! I look forward to you slapping our big boss in the face! It would be best if he would kneel down and kowtow to you in the future! Please cooperate with him and be bound by us! ! ! ! The damn capitalist will definitely regret his arrogance today! ! ]

【Xingfei Art has withdrawn a message】

Ye Kong: ...

What a terrible fanatic.

Ye Kong thought.

I feel that if she is given the chance, she will slap Wen Can hard for me.

I was amused by my own imagination.

Ye Kong sent a message saying "That's not necessary", and then officially started working.

Ye Kong has done this kind of work countless times.

The person using the account "Eleven" is an internet celebrity painter. Every day, countless people come to her to ask for commissions, and her sponsors are spread across all circles. She has seen thousands of requests, some of which are demanding and some are bizarre.

It is actually much easier to work with large companies like Xingfei - because their needs are at least precise, and they won't just say "I just want that feeling" to you.

(Who knows what kind of party A "Eleven" has encountered before.)

[Xingfei Games: What we want here is one character and three posters with different backgrounds. ]

[Xingfei Games: The background requirements for the three posters are: Earth's wasteland, the universe's starry sky, and the interstellar battlefield. There is some overlap with your new work "Stellaris", but we hope to make it look like the game style of "Eclipse" at first glance, rather than reminding people of your work... That is, it's not that we don't like "Stellaris", but...]

Fang Siwan called out from inside that it was time for dinner.

Ye Kong raised his eyebrows and said one last word before standing up.

[Undying: Of course I know, what else? I don’t want you to take advantage of the stars’ popularity. ]

She stood up and turned the phone in her palm.

"My "Stars" is going to rush into the universe."

The girl walked briskly and spoke to herself in a nonchalant tone.

·

On the other side, Huang Zirong was going crazy in the conference room.

"Why not?! Does President Wen really know who that is? That's an immortal demon!"

She paced around the conference room like a raging lioness.

The male manager who had quarreled with her not long ago had a little arrogant smile on his face: "What's wrong with an immortal demon? No matter how big a figure it is, she can't cheat and make a decision directly, right? She is not like Yusheng. She has been cooperating with us for many years, so she is trustworthy..."

"Stop bragging about your life!" Huang Zirong sneered, "Is it because we trust her that she went to plagiarize?"

"...How long are you going to worry about this? It hasn't been made public!" The male leader also became angry. "Maybe Boss Wen is deliberately making things difficult for the Undead Monster because he is more satisfied with Yusheng. You know, Yusheng was also approved by Boss Wen before!"

"If you don't know, you might think that this is a concubine leaving a name card with the emperor."

"...It's not impossible for you to say that." The man was about to get angry, but for some reason he became calm instead. "After all, Yu Sheng is indeed prettier than you. I remember that when Premier Wen came to inspect, he was also very gentle towards her."

"...Are you crazy? President Wen already has a fiancée!"

"Haha, it's just a family marriage. There's no affection at all. Besides, Wen Can doesn't look like someone who would like a lady from a noble family. Wen Can and I are old classmates. I know him better than you."

The man sat down on the chair, folded his arms, and was about to have a long talk when he suddenly heard a light cough in the conference room.

They were not very familiar with the music, but because the tone was so beautiful, after only three seconds of hesitation, both of them immediately jumped up from their chairs and started playing.

The man suddenly looked up at the monitor.

The monitor with a flashing red light slowly moved as he had a bad premonition and pointed the camera at them.

"I know Yusheng is a painter we have worked with for a long time, but I have no impression of her personally and I don't remember her face."

An elegant and clear male voice sounded from the loudspeaker.

Wen Can was in his study, looking at the screen on the computer, and said slowly: "At the same time, my fiancée and I have a good relationship, and I don't plan to cheat - Lao Tong, do you understand?"

"..." Manager Tong laughed hoarsely, "I see, I was just talking nonsense, please don't mind it, Mr. Wen."

Huang Zirong didn't care about that and quickly shouted at the camera: "Boss! Do you really not know the Undead Demon? Go and take a look at her "Stars"! It's being serialized recently! The painting style is superb and the painting skills are superb! Once you see it, you will know why I believe in her so much!"

Wen Can was silent for two seconds. When he opened his mouth again, his tone was colder: "I know "Stars" and I know the Undead Demon, but whether I can use her paintings depends on the finished product. This is the rule for the first cooperation, and I don't intend to make an exception for anyone."

"You shouldn't make exceptions for anyone, Minister Huang."

"..." Huang Zirong wilted.

Seeing her drooping head, Wen Can retracted his gaze and said calmly: "If you really have that much confidence in her, you shouldn't be like this - after all, people who are truly capable can always conquer me with their strength."

"But if you can't even do this, then it's not worth your pity."

Huang Zirong was silent for a long time, and finally raised her head silently and whispered: "Boss Wen, is it my illusion?"

"Why do I feel like you have something against the Undead Demon?"

"..."