Marriage by agreement, focus on participation

Qi Ye is tall and tall, with deep-set facial features, probably because of his lunch break, his dark pupils are a little tired, slightly revealing the coldness of being disturbed by a lucid dream.

His shirt was not as formally dressed as usual, and his loose dark tie hung on the armrest of the sofa, and was pushed to the carpet by their fight. clear outline.

The smell of orange blossom and white jasmine is calm and clean.

Fu Wan was bitten by the steel strap of the watch on his wrist, and asked, "Brother, do you want to tear me apart with your bare hands?"

He pretended not to hear Qi Ye's joking address, instead of looking into Qi Ye's eyes, he turned his gaze to the cold coffee on the coffee table.

His sensitive muscles seemed to have become more serious, and even the tips of his ears became hot and numb.

"Not at all." Qi Ye stepped aside, condescendingly like the two of them practiced countless times in the Sanda classroom, and handed out a wrist to Fuwan.

Fu Wan didn't answer, but stretched out her legs and arms, and stretched out on Qi Ye's sofa.

He is well-proportioned, with his eyes squinted and his waist slightly bent, like a stranded fish.

A naive and beautiful lazy salted fish.

Qi Ye's gaze sank, with something unclear.

"I'll get a tablet." After all the redundant feelings subsided, Fu Wan said, "I sent you a message, but you fell asleep, so you probably didn't see it."

"My mobile phone is in the drawer in the office." Qi Ye rubbed the space between his brows, "I haven't heard any news."

"Oh, that's it." Fu Wan agreed, he unlocked his tablet with his fingerprint, and the interface stopped on a mobile game operated by Xinyu, "I'll take another paintbrush."

He stood up and skillfully rummaged through the things in the office.

He knows all Qi Ye's habits of storing things, and he can find what he wants without asking.

He found a paintbrush in the bottom drawer of the desk, and took three packs of paper-skinned walnuts and a small bag of almonds from the cabinet.

"Brother, go to sleep." Fu Wan said, "I'm going downstairs to prepare for training."

He walked all the way, trying to cover his brother with the blanket, but just as he was about to leave, Qi Ye stood up and hugged his waist from behind.

The footsteps that Fu Wan was about to take stopped in mid-air, and the whole Wan swayed along with it.

"Boss, what are you doing?" Fu Wan asked.

"Unspoken rules, do you think I look like me?" Qi Ye lowered his voice a little, and it sounded like he was teasing someone.

"I'll fuck you." Fu Wan elbowed Qi Ye away, "Don't make trouble for me."

Straight men really don't care about the occasion when they joke. He must have been like this before, and Qi Ye has been led to ruin by him.

"Don't be nervous, brother." Fu Wan said, "There are no audiences now, so we don't need to add drama to ourselves."

Qi Ye gave a soft "hmm", and Fu Wan sounded like a "hum".

He didn't pay much attention to Prince Daqi's getting up, hurriedly rolled up the things he wanted to take, and went to the common room next door to find his two partners.

An Xia was playing with her mobile phone, Mi Li'er seemed to be smoking from the top of her head, and it looked like she was about to turn into rice.

"You're pretty fast." Seeing him, An Xia said with a strange expression, "I thought I'd wait for you a little longer."

"Why?" Fu Wan asked, "The office doesn't eat people, and neither does my brother."

"Second generation." Mi Lier came back to her senses, "Just now Brother Xia said that you and that handsome guy from that day were..."

"Well, yes." Fu Wan felt that there was nothing to hide from acquaintances, "He is me..."

I don't know why, but the word "husband" that I blurted out originally seems to be hot.

So he chose a very commercial and formal statement: "He is my strategic partner who agreed to get married."

"That's right." Mi Lier nodded.

She was still shocked.

At noon, when she heard Xie Hui's dog beep beep about the strict management of Qi's wife, the princess in her mind was still a golden puffer fish who could get angry at every turn.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be this idle and lazy thing named Fu in their studio.

"By the way..." An Xia said, "Second Generation, I haven't found a chance to ask you before, you and your brother, do you have any special feelings for him?"

"A special feeling?" Fu Wan blinked, "For example?"

"My heart is beating faster...the kind?" An Xia wanted to try to catch someone, "The little deer is bumping around, feeling restless and fidgeting."

Fu Wan was stunned for a moment, then laughed immediately, and patted An Xia on the shoulder: "Hahahaha, you straight men really know how to joke, that's my brother, my business partner, and the marriage agreement is just a favor , who would be moved by this place."

The speed of his denial was a bit fast, as if he was a bit bluffing, which surprised him.

According to his personality, he doesn't care about these fragmentary arguments, and he never likes to argue.

This time, it was probably for Qi Ye's reputation, right?

Anyway, he was always on Qi Ye's side.

"Fu Wan." A voice came from behind him, and Qi Ye was standing behind him.

Fu Wan didn't know when his brother came, and he didn't know if his brother heard anything, but being called by his first name made him suddenly feel a little guilty.

Qi Ye's expression was indifferent, and his demeanor was noble and indifferent. He raised his hand and stuffed the tablet into his arms, and said in the usual tone, "Is your head a fish basket, filled with fish, and sharing seven-second memories? You said you came to find the tablet. The computer, in the end, only took away the nuts."

Fu Wan: "..."

Qi Ye gave him the computer, smiled and nodded politely at the two people beside him, turned and left.

There is still a little temperature from Qi Ye's hand on the tablet.

The metal shell can't penetrate the heat of body temperature, and it dissipates quickly.

Fu Wan stood where she was, feeling a little lost, and Qi Ye's calm face was still in front of her eyes.

He doesn't know what he cares about, does he still expect Qi Ye to have other reactions?

"Let's go, second generation." An Xia urged, "There is still half an hour, and the training seminar is about to start."

"Here we come." Fu Wan nodded, forgetting about the moment of melancholy just now, swiped his card to enter the elevator and went downstairs.

Not long after they left, the wind lifted the green and thin willow leaves and rolled them into the sky in late spring and early summer.

The clouds condensed into pieces, and gray became the main color of the city, so it rained heavily.

Qi Ye stood in front of the large French windows in the office, facing the city's misty and rainy sky.

Countless small water droplets hit the glass, and the larger water droplets fell all the way under the pull of gravity, towards a relatively dry glass floor. At that time, the small water droplets were crumbling.

The water marks went all the way down the glass window, and the two raindrops failed to meet in the end.

They are obviously getting closer, but the other one wants to distance themselves.

Qi Ye's hand hanging by his side slowly clenched into a fist.

In the training conference room where Fu Wan was staying, the sound of the rain could not be heard.

About 30 people came from eight groups, and the whole room was filled with excitement, and the discussions were buzzing.

"Brother Fu, do you still want to hear some gossip about the prince and princess?" Xie Hui came again with melons, "The news from me is as good as it gets."

"I won't listen anymore." Fu Wan sternly refused, "Are you here to sell designs or melons?"

He felt more and more that these straight men talked too much nonsense.

On the side of the game company under Xinyu, several professional employees from the R&D department who came to guide the newcomer project have already taken their positions. They briefly introduced themselves and divided them into groups.

Fu Wan sat quietly for a while, and when she looked up again, she saw a familiar figure by the door of the meeting room.

Sure enough, Qi Ye came over.

[An Xia]: Hey, your husband is also coming to see the second-choice reserve field.

[Fu Erdai]: In the second half of the year, my brother will personally lead two mobile game projects for newcomers, so he should come and watch.

Even so, there seemed to be a fish swimming past in his heart, and a small ripple appeared in the tail of the fish.

[An Xia]: It's a pity that I didn't come last time. I found that your brother's aura in the company is the same as that of you at ordinary times. He is indeed the heir who was voted by the shareholders.

[Fu Erdai]: That's right, but he's pretty handsome wherever he is.Straight man with sunglasses laughing.jpg

[An Xia]: You are also very temperamental, but you don't feel it yourself, come on.

[Fu Erdai]: He might pick me up later, remember to help me share the firepower.

[An Xia]: Damn, I'm starting to get scared.

The training meeting requires each participating working group to release trial play clips on the program panel, which will be experienced and commented by the R&D personnel present and the candidates.

[Fu Erdai]: Let's go directly to the lottery to experience the plot.

[Mi Li'er]: I think it's ok, you can change the operation method for the second generation.

Compared with the unilateral presentation during the first election, this training seminar greatly improved everyone's sense of participation.

Xinyu's competition was fierce. When the candidate groups present were commenting on other groups' projects, they would speak some nasty words, grasping the shortcomings of others to death.

Fu Wan was very kind, the whole process was peaceful, her mouth seemed to be open and she praised everywhere——

"Brother Hui, the character's movements are very smooth, and the map has a relatively high degree of freedom. You must have put in a lot of effort."

"Sister Ning, send me a copy when the game is released. I will be the first batch of players. Can you give me a gift bag?"

In such a highly tense competitive environment, many people cast grateful glances at him.

Qi Ye saw it several times, but kept silent.

"The next group to provide a trial game is..." the person in charge was about to speak.

Qi Ye: "Next one, get out late and return to the group early." Fu Wan can't be allowed to be too leisurely.

Person in charge: "? Oh, that's right."

Fu Wan: "?"

In alphabetical order, they should be the last ones.

Come on, his brother is acting like a demon again.

He stepped forward and introduced his team's game design to everyone: "Different from the popular game model abroad, our design puts the side plots behind the cards, blurs the character traits of the protagonist, and makes players more role-involved. feel."

Fu Wan: "Our display format is, after the card is drawn, the corresponding plot.

"Deputy Director Qi, please." He handed the spare machine loaded with the game program to Qi Ye, "Just tap the screen."

"Yeah." Qi Ye took the phone and brushed his thumb unintentionally around his wrist.

The person in charge connected the spare phone to the screencaster, Qi Ye touched the screen, and the game card drawing interface appeared.

"You...you can write whatever you want." Fu Wan said, "Draw a flower, a bird, or a number. You can write whatever you like."

"Yeah." Qi Ye said calmly, "I don't have any ideas for a while, I'll write your name, Fu Wan."

One stroke at a time, his fingertips swiped smoothly across the screen, and the neat cursive characters appeared on the display screen.

He wrote "pay late".

Fu Wan hesitated for a moment.

In this kind of card drawing games, he has been scolded by his friends all the time. He almost has some expectations, wanting to know what kind of card Qi Ye can draw with his name.

The dots of light on the screen disappeared, and an exquisite cg card appeared on the screen of the standby machine.

Fu Wan: "..."

It was the picture he questioned that day in the cloakroom.

Qi Ye also discussed the composition and movements with him, and told him that there was nothing wrong with this picture.

"Candidates pay late." Qi Ye asked, "Let me comment, is my luck good?"