Marriage by agreement, focus on participation

The boss of Pingxin TV and Brother Zhang who came over after hearing the news turned pale with fright.

Fu Wan put half of her body weight on his brother's shoulders, Qi Ye's eyelashes fluttered slightly in the palm of his hand, he felt itchy, so he let go of his hand naturally.

Qi Ye reached out in time and grabbed his wrist. He didn't let go, but just clasped him with very light force, letting him stick to his shoulder from behind.

"You..." Brother Zhang, the anchor manager, hurried forward and apologized again and again, "I'm sorry, he went to the wrong room, so I'll take him out right now."

Qi Ye's original indifferent temperament melted like ice and snow. He turned his head and asked Fu Wan, "Going wrong? Where did he want to go?"

Brother Zhang: "?" What's the matter, are you talking about this?

Fu Wan was still not very comfortable, so she unceremoniously squeezed a seat beside the single sofa where Qi Ye was sitting, leaned her head on Qi Ye's shoulder, and whispered: "You didn't go wrong, I came to find you. "

He was actually very happy. When he came in, his brother's side was clean, and there was nothing but air-conditioning.

The rape was just a joke, but he really hasn't figured out how to deal with it if his brother accepts a "favor" in the form of Pingxin TV at work.

Fortunately, his brother, as always, kept a cold face in front of outsiders, with a noble and abstinent image.

"Wanwan, did you catch the rape?" Qi Ye lowered his head and whispered to him.

Fu Wan's sudden arrival was beyond his expectation, followed by an indescribable surprise.

He couldn't help but think, Fu Wan didn't really care about him at all?

"It's hard to say, is there someone hiding under the sofa?" Fu Wan kicked his brother's calf.

Qi Ye also teased him, stretched out his long legs, and patted his legs: "My legs are lifted up, you can climb down and have a look?"

The two of them were whispering, and their interaction seemed to be ambiguous. In the box of the private club, Zhang Yunyi, the manager of the anchor, and the boss were also in a daze. They couldn't figure out what kind of development this was.

Brother Zhang winked at Fu Wan several times.

This kid, who was in the car just now, even bluntly ridiculed him for being a pimp, was as noble as a pure white flower swaying in the wind, why did he take the initiative to entangle the prince of Xinyu Group now.

Moreover, when the child heard that it was Qi Ye, he jumped higher than a rabbit.

This is too fucking... snobbish.

The main reason is that Xinyu's future power holders seem to like this.

Damn it, the anchor manager cursed in his heart, those who starve to death are cowardly, those who fart are not close to wine, and those who fart have a golden house hidden in their homes, and they immediately slipped to their knees as soon as they saw the beauty of their company.

Boss Pingxin is a smart person, upon seeing this, he immediately said to the agent: "You go out first, I still have work to discuss with Vice Director Qi."

He paid out his staff, thinking of cooperation, he put aside the topic of work for the time being, and introduced Fu Wan to Qi Ye.

"This is a popular anchor of our Pingxin TV. Wanye has 200 million fans on the site and 160 million fans on Weibo. The fan stickiness is high." Pour a cup of tea."

"Okay." Fu Wan raised her hand to call for the waiter in the clubhouse, "A cup of Longjing, weak tea."

He is very clear about Qi Ye's preference, it's really not as good as being entertained by others.

He conscientiously played the role of catching rape, took the teapot, and poured tea for his brother.

He habitually tested the temperature of the tea by himself, and then pushed it over to Qi Ye. The boss of Pingxin TV on the opposite side almost saw a heart attack.

However, Qi Ye remained expressionless, took the cup of tea naturally, and took a sip slowly.

Cao Te, does the prince like this type?Good-looking, bold and wild, the boss of Pingxin TV thought to himself.

Fu Wan over there poured tea for Qi Ye, then lazily leaned back to the depths of the sofa, leaned against Qi Ye and closed his eyes to rest, not disturbing Qi Ye's work.

There was a fruit plate on the table, and he picked out a few of his brother's favorites and handed them to Qi Ye's mouth.

The boss was frightened to death, and gave him a look to be careful, but Fu Wan didn't understand it at all.

Feeling the cool touch on his lips and the fragrance of the fruit, Qi Ye opened his mouth and took the grapes that Fu Wan handed over.

Fu Wan went to an event somewhere in the afternoon, and she still wore light makeup on her face.

His face is very malleable and can withstand various types of makeup. The makeup on the platform is much thicker than the one on the wedding day, the black and dense eyelashes cluster the deepened lines at the end of the eyes, and the lip color is redder than usual. Make him look more attractive than usual.

"Mr. Zhuang." Qi Ye spoke again, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, his voice tinged with humanity, "I just said that your platform's anchor support plan wants to use Xinyu's resources to make top anchors popular, so correspondingly, Xinyu's game products will be placed with advertisements on your platform..."

Fu Wan had heard Qi Ye talk about cooperation before, and his brother was very good at manipulating people's hearts in bargaining for profits. Coupled with Xinyu's strength in the Internet group, he was not worried about his brother's ability to negotiate business.

It's just that the two of them have been together for too long, and Qi Ye can feel that the people around him are uncomfortable with one or two small movements by Fu Wan.

Qi Ye talked a little faster when talking about the contract, and he didn't care about some petty profits, and quickly agreed to cooperate with Pingxin TV verbally.

"If Deputy Director Qi thinks it's okay, I can also put Wanye on the list of popular people." Boss Zhuang raised his chin at Fu Wan, hinting frantically.

"No, don't take him." Qi Ye directly refused.

The Fu family has Fu Hengyao's involvement in the entertainment industry is already shameful, and it is impossible for him to send Fu Wan down that road again.

Besides, Fu Wan didn't have the same idea.

Mr. Zhuang looked at them both in surprise.

Qi Ye stroked the ring on his fingertip, looked down at Fu Wan's empty fingers, and looked away.

"Let's stop here today. I have other things to do." After Qi Ye finished speaking, he put one hand on Fu Wan's shoulder and led him out, "Is he not working tonight? I'll take him away. "

The anchor manager's pupils trembled: "No...no more."

Fuck, the prince is not satisfied with eating now, so you want to take it away and eat slowly?

Deputy Director Qi was still wearing a wedding ring on his hand, so he was forced to leave half-holding their platform's appearance, which was... too wild.

The same goes for Wan Ye, who is usually as proud as a little swan, but now he is too able to find a cash cow for himself.

Sure enough, no matter how beautiful and beautiful the appearance is, it is impossible to have no desires and desires in the bones.

Fu Wan got into Qi Ye's co-pilot amidst the grateful eyes of the boss of Pingxin TV and the complex attention ceremony of the manager.

"Brother, drive slowly." Fu Wan asked.

"Of order." Qi Ye answered in a dragged tone, taking the supercar for a stroll, "I just saw the WeChat message, why are you dizzy? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

"It's okay, I'm motion sick." Fu Wan opened the car window a little to let in air, "Back then, when Manager Zhang brought me here, I was driving the Wuling Shenguang. I've never been in such a cheap car, so it was uncomfortable."

Zhang Yunyi, the manager of the anchor, was still standing in front of the porch of the private club, watching the direction in which the anchors under him were leaving, with broken views all over the floor.

"This...is it close?" Brother Zhang asked, "Has the flying branch turned into a phoenix?"

"It doesn't count." Mr. Zhuang shook his head and said sympathetically, "I just hinted that Qi Ye would give Wan Ye some resources, but he refused straight away. It seems that he wants to prostitute for nothing. The dignified Prince Xinyu, why are you so picky?"

"What is the origin of this night? When he came, Qi Ye's soul was taken away." Mr. Zhuang was still in fear.

"What's the origin." Zhang Yunyi said, "It's just a poor anchor, who is willing to accept any small event."

On the way home, Fu Wan lay down by the window, watching the passing street scene.

[Calm-Lao Zhang]: Remember to wear a condom.

[Calm-Lao Zhang]: Remember to blow some pillow wind.

[Late night]:?

He goes home with his brother, does he need to wear any condoms?

His brother is as clean as a snowman, so what else can be done to him.

[Calmly-Old Zhang]: If you don't want to be a small anchor for the rest of your life...

Fu Wan really wanted to be a small anchor for the rest of her life, and then be his second game, and eat his brother's soft food.

He thought about it, probably the manager misunderstood something.

The agreement between him and Qi Ye to marry is internal and external. Others don't know that their relationship is normal, and he doesn't bother to explain this meaning.

Tonight's Cha Gang and catching traitors was quite fun.

"Why don't you wear a wedding ring?" Qi Ye asked beside him.

"Huh? It's inconvenient to play games, and it's also inconvenient to draw." Fu Wan handed out her wrist to Qi Ye, revealing the plain ring on the bracelet, "Don't worry, I carry it with me. If you need to open for business, just shout, I'll get back to work right away."

The smile on the corner of Qi Ye's mouth faded a little.

"Brother, do you need me to wear it every day?" Sensing his pause, Fu Wan asked, "As long as you tell me, I can do anything. I'm relatively stupid, so you have to tell me if you need anything."

"If you're not used to it, don't wear it." Qi Ye said, "It's okay, I'll let you know if something happens."

He also doesn't like the way of communication that makes people guess, but there are some things that he can't say to Fu Wan.

In the current state, nothing seems to be wrong. Fu Wan can give him all positive feedback except "love". Occasionally, on a whim, he will check his post to secretly find out if he is getting close to others, giving him the illusion of being close to love. .

These are all based on the fact that they are good brothers and can afford any jokes.

He was afraid that once something was exposed, the current balance would be broken.

"Fu Zaozao." Qi Ye stabilized the car, "Going home."

Fu Wan said that his feet hurt, and he stretched out his hands to ask him to carry them on his back.

"Why don't you say it hurts when you're running around?" Qi Ye said, still leaning over and carrying the person on his back.

Fu Wan was gently placed on the sofa by him.

"Let me take a look." Qi Ye half-kneeled on the ground, let him step on his knees, and removed the white gauze on his ankles, almost looking at the wound with a bit of asceticism.

"Brother." Fu Wan's voice came.

The toes in white socks tapped on the heels of his legs. Seeing that he didn't respond, they arched restlessly, then withdrew and rolled on the sofa.

"You have to be more careful, and take care of your lower body." Fu Wan joked, "Are you going to participate in the red carpet event of Xinyu and the brand party the day after tomorrow? There are so many big and small stars, I will go to check."

Qi Ye, who was in charge of it quite well, said, "..."