Senior is my fake wife

Fu Qiong froze for a moment when she saw Langlang's first message.

——I just saw your circle of friends, brother, are you working in Chengli?What game are you playing?

——To tell you the truth, my father is also in Chengli, but it is not a job, he is an investor.Before that, he was engaged in game distribution and started a game company. After he started investing in the entertainment industry to make money, he came back to continue investing in games.

In fact, there are not many domestic investment games. When the industry was just developing and it seemed to be particularly prosperous, many people entered it shouting "the prospects are bright". In the end, the game companies did not get their money back, and the investors did not make a profit. The situation is extremely embarrassing.Fu Qiong has been in the game company for such a long time, and has seen many game practitioners. They may stay in the game industry for one or two years, or three or four years. In the end, this game is often aborted, and they may not be able to do it in the entire game career. Make a marketable game.

There are too many, even if they look like a big company now, most of the time they still lose more and win less. It is impossible for their game company's business to only focus on the game pie, so other industries and construction are It's extra important.

——Who is your father?

Fu Qiong typed this sentence.

Lang Lang replied in seconds:

——He Xiang, do you know anyone?

Fu Qiong was drinking water and swallowed it with a thud.

He read it right... She is Mr. He's daughter!

Fu Qiong vaguely remembered that He Xiang's company, Puyou Investment, had acquired 20.00% of Chengli's shares the year before last, and most of the current domestic movie entertainment and several popular game animations have the financial support behind this company .He remembered... Mr. He's wife is a well-known actress who is still active in the entertainment industry, and he does have a daughter.

seriously! ! ! !Fu Qiong's brain began to fly with bullets.

Lang Lang took advantage of the gap in his daze to send him a message:

——I just asked my dad quietly, but he has been paying attention to online game trends recently, and has some investment intentions of his own, so my dad is also involved in your love affairs, brother, we two are really destined!

Fu Qiong couldn't help but reply her:

——It turns out that it is true that you said that you will support me to paint in the future...

Langlang:

--Ha ha ha ha!At that time, just talk about it!So what is your job title?My father will go to your company to attend a meeting later, you may meet~

Fu Qiong:

——I haven’t arrived at Zhumei yet, so I shouldn’t be able to meet you.

——But you just said that your father is watching the game?Is he going to do something these days?

Langlang:

——Almost... He said that he was considering making an online game, but it should be something from another company, and he didn't want to reveal too much.

--still not going to sleep?I'm going to sleep, why don't we talk tomorrow, good night brother.

Fu Qiong didn't put down the phone, the strong shock made him speechless for a moment.

"We can do a formaldehyde test..." Sui Zhen was still talking beside him, but Fu Qiong couldn't listen.

Because what Langlang said, the company that He Xiang is considering is probably Hongyi... Although Fu Qiong doesn't care much about this matter, the office will talk about these gossips anyway, after all, it is related to the future survival of the company matter.In fact, Puyou Investment has participated in several projects with good returns in the end, and the market feedback is also very enthusiastic.

In the words of the industry, they are not just an investment company, not because of their sharp vision, but because they will participate in the development of the game. Rather than saying that the game company is developing, it is better to say that it is very similar to Puyou. For games, the game company is a tool person, which is quite interesting.

So... Fu Qiong imagined that if there was such a person as Hong Yi and Cheng Li, they might have a chance to cooperate?

Others can't, as shareholders and capital, of course they have the right to speak.

These are all things that have been churning through his mind in a short period of time.

"Maybe we can really play games together!" Fu Qiong raised her head.

"..." Sui Zhen was halfway through speaking, seeing his burning hot eyes, he asked a little strangely, "What's wrong?"

Fu Qiong sat next to him and showed him the chat records.Sui Zhen flipped through two lines and said, "...Who is this?"

"I helped her draw the manuscript a long time ago." Fu Qiong said, "Don't you remember?"

"...I just remembered." Sui Zhen said, "She is the daughter of Puyou? She couldn't have lied to you, could she?"

"She doesn't need to lie to me, what can she get by lying to me." Fu Qiong said, "It just so happens that Mr. He will come to our company next week, and then the truth will come to light."

"Puyou was also very interested in Aolong before Puyou, but they always felt that making online games would be more worthwhile than making a simple stand-alone." Sui Zhen pinched the chopsticks with his fingers, "...but at that time Hong Yi insisted on making "Feng Mo" first. "The new version is online, so there is no more energy to discuss this matter."

"I've heard..." Fu Qiong said, "After all, Aolong is not short of popularity, but it is like you said, it has a complete world view, but there is nothing else, and the final film looks shocking. It is a real waste of resources when the semi-finished products come out.”

Sui Zhen was silent for a while, then put the chopsticks away: "Let's go, don't think about it, go to bed first."

"Yeah." Fu Qiong yawned and lowered her shoulders softly, "I just felt so sleepy, so it's almost three o'clock."

The two of them brushed their teeth, washed and went to bed, Fu Qiong curled up in Sui Zhen's arms, lamenting how soft the hotel bed was, and slowly fell asleep.

……

She didn't sleep too late the next day, and when Fu Qiong woke up, the rain had passed and the sky cleared.Outside is the fresh air after the rain and the light in the swaying shadows of the trees.

Sui Zhen got up early, walked around the yard, looked at the fish and the bamboo with indifference, and when he went back upstairs, he saw Fu Qiong standing barefoot in the glass room.

He was wearing white pajamas, which showed some skin on his back.

Fu Qiong looked back at him in the sunlight, smiling like it had been baked: "Morning."

When the sun came out, the glass room would be warmer, and it wasn't too hot until noon, so Fu Qiong hid in the shadows and started to draw with a brush.

Sui Zhen didn't bother him either, just sat beside him and read a book quietly.

This kind of slow life can't be passed a few times a year.

"When we have money, let's change to a house with a yard." Sui Zhen said.

"It's so troublesome to take care of it." Fu Qiong crossed her legs.

"I think you like it very much." Sui Zhen sat behind him, looking at his paintings, "Then what do you like, I will earn money to buy it for you."

Fu Qiong turned her head and kissed him on the cheek, then smirked.

Sui Zhen whispered: "Did you never know that you are very attractive?"

"..." Fu Qiong rubbed the tip of her nose against him, "Then only you know."

Sui Zhen was so angry that he came over and bit his lips, Fu Qiong was still smiling, he grabbed his hand and kissed him deeply.

All in all, it was a very comfortable holiday.This kind of natural oxygen bar in the suburbs cleansed the lungs and brain. Fu Qiong also liked to mention two random graffiti, and o was reposted by the big v on Weibo. He was so happy that he was going to heaven.

And of course...he has quite unforgettable memories with Sui Zhen here.

Although Monday was still uncomfortable, Fu Qiong still looked forward to what happened today.A group of them gathered at the company early, and when they saw Liao Xin, Liao Xin had already come to hug them and tell them the good news.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited!" Liao Xin couldn't hide his excitement, "I've already visited our office! Our things have been moved back!"

"Moving back?" a co-worker yelled, "Great, great!!"

Fu Qiong also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Shhh... keep a low profile! Be reserved! Don't let them think we're excited!" Liao Xin said, "Anyway, Annie has a meeting at nine o'clock, and we're going to attend at ten o'clock. Just wait, there will be good news!."

A group of them were sitting in the coffee shop downstairs. It was already working hours, and the coffee shop was full of working people. They were discussing work and gossip in low voices. During the period, Fu Qiong sent two messages to Lang Lang. She should return did not wake up.

Before ten o'clock, he received news from Sui Zhen first.

Husband:

-

The results of the investigation came out and I was already in the company.

Just as Fu Qiong was about to send congratulations, her forehead twitched when she saw the note: "..."

husband!What is this? !When was the note changed? !

Fu Qiong laughed angrily, clutching her forehead and wanted to change it. After thinking about it, forget it. I don't know when it will be changed back by Sui Zhen, and he will be moaning yin and yang, so forget it.

In short, on this unremarkable Monday, both of them seem to be gradually returning to the normal track of life.

Before ten o'clock, Annie came back and told them that they could go to the meeting as a group, and they made an appointment to be reserved together, showing their disdain for the seats.

When I entered the meeting room, there were people from human resources administration, and the supervisor was there at the time.There was a row of company executives on the right. Fu Qiong only knew Mr. Xie and Annie's boss who were shining in the crowd. The manager Chen who got rid of them before was not there.

As soon as they stood up, the supervisor gave an order, and the executives bowed and apologized to them. The people who stood them at the door of the meeting expressed their apologies for what happened these days. Mr. Xie was present, and each of them looked special with their heads down. sincere.

"I'm sorry, I apologize to you for our wrong arrangements at work. We have asked the relevant personnel to reflect deeply, and we will not cause trouble for your group in the future."

The people in Fu Qiong's group didn't make a sound, but there was always a feeling of elation and elation. After seeing them apologize, Mr. Xie said first: "Do you have any needs for art?"

Everyone else was silent for a while, and no one started.Mr. Xie said: "After passing this village, there will be no more shops here. Hurry up, Master? Does Master have any objections?"

"No," said Anne.

"Really? You can see who is not pleasing to the eye. I will fire immediately." President Xie leaned forward and folded his hands on his chest. Get to the bottom of what's going on inside, and if similar incidents happen in the future, your administration will be the first to be held accountable by me."

Silent.

"Do you understand?" Mr. Xie shouted, "Answer!"

"Understood!" The administrator quickly replied.

"Okay, put their computer and everything back in their place for me." Mr. Xie said, "Someone will tell me something is missing, and I'll come and ask you guys to blame right away. Let's go."

After the administrative staff went out, Mr. Xie put his temper back, and said to Annie and the others: "Manager Chen is really good, he invited a garbage art team from Korea to do an S-level project for me, and it took two months to complete it. A pile of garbage came out, I don’t think it’s right to throw dry garbage or wet garbage now, I’m going to put him in the harmful garbage.”

He clasped his fists at Annie: "You are good, at least you have submitted a satisfactory result to me now. The next time is equally urgent. If you have any requirements that cannot be met by the administration, please come to me. I will take care of it all, and I won't do it again." It happened two months ago."