After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

"Secret."

Li Sanyi was speechless.

"There's no use keeping secrets from me! I'm your general manager, your part-time videographer, and your manager. Do you understand?"

Feng Yin blinked and understood.

But...
"Hey...it seems like you, the chief manager, need to continue your studies."

Feng Yin left.

Li Sanyi clenched his fist in the air, then shook it, his expression changing from cruel to ferocious.

"Hey - if I traveled back to ancient times and really became the general manager, I probably wouldn't survive even half an episode."

Li Sanyi's way of comforting himself is also very unique.

Lin Yu was so excited about a fireworks event that he sent it to three WeChat Moments and sent red envelopes to a group of four people. He immediately made back the money he spent on the fireworks.

After the small fireworks, the foursome went home. Feng Yin would go out early tomorrow morning. He didn't say what he was going to do or where he was going. In short, he had to get up early.

Feng Yin returned home and turned on the light with a click. There was no sound in the quiet big house.

Without the company of Allah, what is missing?

Feng Yin took off his shoes and went to the kitchen to get some water. The phone vibrated.

Cheng Yanqiu sent a message.

Cheng Yanqiu: Are you at home?
Feng Yin: Yes.

Cheng Yanqiu: Wait 3 minutes.

Wind Yin: 180, 179, 178...

The automatic typing countdown is on.

Just when Feng Yin was typing out boredom and hit 34 or 33, the doorbell rang.

"coming."

Opening the door, Ala's huge head appeared in front of him. He glanced at Feng Yin out of habit, and as if the king was returning, he walked into the house with his head held high, patrolling his territory.

"Here's your late night snack."

It’s still Lan Tian running errands, a lunch box, and an envelope.

"Brother Fei passes the message."

"Are you Brother Fei?"

Lan Tian nodded very definitely, affirming his identity and said: "It must be." "I will pick up Ala tomorrow morning. When will you leave?"

"Me? Get ready to leave at five o'clock."

Lan Tian was dumbfounded. He looked at his watch. It was almost eleven o'clock. Are you leaving at five o'clock?

"Why is my life so miserable? You said you two are in love, why am I the one who is tired!"

Lan Tian pretended to sniff and left with a sad look on his face.

Feng Yin didn't even care, closed the door and shouted Allah.

Ala, who was patrolling the territory, turned around and came back again. He walked skillfully to the refrigerator and pointed at the refrigerator with one paw.

Feng Yin put down the things in his hands and let out a long sigh.

"What should I do? I still miss you a little bit when you're not at home. When you come back, I want to kick you out!"

"You are really not polite at all. When you come back, you will ask me to fry steak for you."

"Wang Wang Wang-"

"Okay, okay, stop complaining, why don't you let me do it for you?"

One person and one dog, it was a lively conversation.

After a piece of steak was cooked, Ala took it to its accustomed eating position and started eating it deliciously.

Feng Yin took a look, smiled a little, and opened the food box on the table, which was a portion of porridge.

Soothing porridge.

She was opening the envelope. It was still light blue letter paper. If you looked at it carefully, you could see that it had a slight medicinal smell.

"This is how much medicine I have taken, and the taste is a bit complicated."

Feng Yin unfolded the letter and found Cheng Yanqiu's handwriting.

"Seeing words is like seeing faces, Cheng Yanqiu."

Gone.

"He must be sick! No, he is really sick. How old is he? Don't you know the video? Does being sick hurt his IQ?"

Feng Yin turned the letter over and a line of words came into view.

"You must have scolded me."

Feng Yin laughed, and the sound of his laughter became louder and louder. (End of chapter)