[Rebirth] If you don't treat it as an essence, you will die

Yan Huai just wanted to laugh at Yu Liangyuan's way of holding respect.

Netizens who know a little bit, wrote a small paper to study the profit of Yuliangyuan.

The brand premium of big brands is very high, and the profit of Yuliangyuan's mid-range products can reach more than ten times or even twenty times the cost.

Click into the comment area of ​​this article, the first hot comment is "High price and poor quality are not a problem, ugly jewelry is the original sin!"

As a distinguished Weibo member, this user with a pink profile picture and a pink nickname also has a picture.

The left half is the pre-sale picture of Yuliangyuan, and the right half is the finished product of Yanhuai Studio.

The left was hanged and beaten by the right.

Seeing the wind direction on the Internet, Yanhuai and Wang Juan expanded their production plan. They are not large in scale now, and they are not a tripartite model of manufacturers, distributors, and brands. Expanding production plans is just a matter of words.

But in the end, the number of people willing to buy still exceeded expectations, and the online channels were sold out in ten seconds.

Many people have not reacted yet, and it has already indicated that they cannot buy it.Those who can buy products are the chosen ones with fast hands and fast internet speed.

Yan Huai looked at the picture twice more, then he frowned, the background of the picture on the right became more and more familiar.

Li Mofei personally walked to the door of the office to greet Yan Huai.

Today, I had a video conference with my overseas partner. Because of the time difference, he had to work overtime for an hour.

Yan Huai went straight to the floor-to-ceiling windows of Li Mofei's office, "Go and prepare for the meeting, I'll take a look at the scenery by myself."

"it is good."

Huaihuai insisted on waiting in his office, just to stand on a high floor and have a look at the scenery?

Li Mofei was a little skeptical, but the meeting started immediately, he kissed Yan Huai on the lips, and walked away quickly.

Yanhuai took out her mobile phone and changed the angle to take a picture.

Sure enough, it was shot here, even the light is the same.

Yan Huai turned on the phone, and it was difficult to connect the Weibo user with cute nicknames and cute avatars with Li Mofei.

From a certain period of time, the contents posted by this user are all related to Yanhuai.

"She" has the habit of reposting and commenting. Fortunately, Yanhuai can see all the comments left by this account, and see those comments that praise him, encourage him, speak for him, and let him and her husband get together.

Two months later, the painting style of this account suddenly changed.

The previous content was chasing stars every day and sharing life.

Yan Huai looked at this point in time, trying to recall what happened when Li Mofei changed this account.

He returned to his Weibo interface, and finally remembered what happened before this account appeared.

So the number he suspected to be San Wu's number was also Li Mofei's number.

At that time, Yan Huai didn't have too many Weibo fans, unlike now, there are one or two hundred comments within 10 minutes of posting.

He was impressed with that trumpet.

Li Mofei rubbed his temples and finished a meeting with a picky client, but he was not in a relaxed mood.

Huaihuai doesn't seem very happy today.

But Wang Juan said that nothing unusual happened in the studio.

I didn't turn on the lights when I left, and now it's dark and the office is dimly lit.

Li Mofei pushed open the door, wondering if Yan Huai left first?

Before he could stand still, someone threw himself into his arms.

He smelled the scent of cedar perfume on Yanhuai's body, a faint wisp. Last night in the bathroom, they were so excited that they knocked over the bottle.

"Huai Huai."

Li Mofei put his arms around Yanhuai, led him in, and closed the door, not caring whether Manager Su's nose would be knocked off.

Don't kiss Huai before he says the second sentence.

Yan Huai tiptoed to touch Li Mofei's lips.

After a moment of surprise, Li Mofei lowered his head, letting Yan Huai do whatever he wanted with less effort.

The more they kissed, the more excited they became.

Yan Huai's legs were a little weak, and she almost couldn't stand up.

Li Mofei hugged him tightly in time and let him lean against her.

When she first kissed Li Mofei, Yan Huai didn't think about anything, just looked at Li Mofei's Weibo account, and realized how deep his love was, and was emotional for a while.

Now that the two of them are close together, even the reaction of the body is infinitely magnified.

Yan Huai couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, he could hear senior Su and his secretary talking outside the door.

"I'm going to the lounge for a while."

Yan Huai broke free from Li Mofei's embrace, and walked forward feeling the direction.

The light suddenly turned on, completely exposing Yan Huai's flushed face and watery lips in front of Li Mofei.

He glanced at Li Mofei, then quickened his pace.

Li Mofei wanted to beat Manager Su very much now.

Manager Su already knew that Yan Huai was in the office, so he looked at Li Mofei's face, "Oh, people who have a partner are really different."

Li Mofei licked the corner of his lips calmly, not minding his teasing at all, "Say it quickly."

Although Manager Su wanted to hurry up, the problem was too complicated, and it was already 10 minutes later.

Li Mofei explained a few more words to the secretary before entering the lounge.

The light was not turned on in the lounge either. Li Mofei saw Yan Huai lying on the bed with the light from the few seconds when the door was opened, with her face buried under the pillow.

He walked over, not in a hurry to dig him out, but stroked Yan Huai's back one by one.

As the weather turned hot, Yan Huai stopped wearing thick winter clothes and changed into a light sweater.

He had no flesh on him, and the line of his back was fine.

Unable to bear the itching, Yan Huai stuck her head out from under the pillow and whispered, "Don't touch it."

Li Mofei stopped, straightened the hair on Yan Huai's forehead, and asked, "What happened? Tell me."

Yanhuai's voice was muffled, "I love strawberries."

Li Mofei paused, "You found out."

At that time, he only wanted to use an unobtrusive account, so he never changed his exaggerated name. It was a strange shame to have his ID read out by Yan Huai.

"If I don't find out, are you going to keep hiding it from me?"

"I didn't hide it from you." Li Mofei clarified: "You have my mobile phone password, and you can see it by clicking on Weibo."

Yan Huai thinks so too, Li Mofei never hides secrets, whether it's mobile phone or computer, he tells him the password openly and honestly, he doesn't look at it himself.

"You tell me you have a Weibo account, I will definitely read it."

Li Mofei still rested his fingers on Yan Huai's face, carefully drawing Yan Huai's eyebrows and eyes, "Whether you look at it or not, my thoughts are the same."

He used to worry that if Yan Huai found out what he was doing behind his back, he would get tired of his possessiveness.

But Yan Huai always told him time and time again that love can be possessed.

"Huaihuai, are you afraid of me?"

"Of course not." Yan Huai thought for a while, "But you can't disclose that it's your trumpet."

You don't need to think about it, but when you find out that Li Mofei's trumpet painting style is so unique, his competitors will definitely laugh their heads off, and maybe they will take the opportunity to blackmail him.Yan Huai also has another hidden worry. He occasionally posts something related to Li Mofei, and many netizens who follow him devote themselves to digging into his private life.

"I have one more thing to tell you."