I really don't want to date a girl addicted to the internet!

Liu Tao was leaning back in his chair, enjoying his pre-get off work leisure time, and popping a small bag of nuts into his mouth when he caught sight of the young man walking in. He quickly put down what he was eating and sat up straight. "Boss!"

Yang Weihang, a tall, thin young man in a plaid shirt who was typing on a keyboard next to him, looked up and greeted him, "Boss."

"Where's He Lin?" Cheng Fei looked around and remembered that he had a young female employee with short hair under his command.

"She went to submit her materials," Liu Tao replied immediately.

"How's the situation now?" Cheng Fei casually sat down on the empty chair next to him, reached into Liu Tao's bag, took two hazelnuts and put them in his mouth, then looked at the screens on their workstations.

Liu Tao immediately became excited, "Reporting to the boss, the situation is excellent. Your algorithm is truly amazing. It has been in the red for more than a week since the beginning."

"Let me see." The boy said calmly.

Liu Tao quickly clicked the mouse a few times and made room for him in front of the workstation.

Cheng Fei moved up to the screen to check the fund's operation.

After a period of intensive preparation, his Lin's Virtual Quantitative Alpha finally began to operate officially.

The past eight trading days have all ended with positive returns. Although the profits haven't been particularly extravagant, with the highest single-day gain being less than two percent, considering that this is a total of 210 million yuan, it's already quite remarkable.

As for why it was 210 million, besides the 100 million each subscribed by Mrs. Lin and Lin Xuanqi, there was also the 10 million he co-invested according to the agreement.

In other words, his fund currently doesn't even have a single legitimate investor.

Although this situation was entirely expected, private equity funds have so-called subscription thresholds, requiring a purchase of millions at a time.

It would be strange if someone would invest so much money when the fund manager himself has no reputation in the industry and has not conducted any formal roadshows or promotions.

In fact, Cheng Fei's fund will be in an open period for the next three months to facilitate new investors to join.

After confirming the situation, the boy nodded in satisfaction. "Then I'll be going now. Just keep an eye on the server and make sure it doesn't malfunction."

Although the quantitative decision-making was essentially done by the server in Shen Xi's study, Cheng Fei still had Isena compile a disguise program and install it on the server dedicated to running the algorithm at Lin's, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble. Isena would then remotely control the disguise program to work.

Even Liu Tao and Yang Weihang didn't realize this. Their task was to maintain the server every day to ensure system stability and smooth network operation, while Cheng Fei was in charge of the algorithm.

Seeing the boy stand up, Liu Tao quickly stood up as well, "Boss, let me see you off."

"No need, it's almost time for you all to go home." The boy waved his hand without turning around, his hands in his pockets.

"Take care, boss!" Liu Tao watched him leave before returning to his seat. He stared at the impressive data on the screen for a long time, then smacked his lips. "Yang Wei, how come his algorithm is so amazing? It makes me want to subscribe to it. No wonder the Lin family took a liking to him."

"Minimum purchase of one million, do you have any?" Yang Weihang looked him up and down, puzzled.

"No, so I'm just thinking about it." Liu Tao chuckled, then stroked a tuft of beard on his chin. "But at this rate, I feel like it won't be long before I have one."

"What's going on?" Yang Weihang was stunned.

“If the product becomes profitable in the future, we will also receive a performance bonus according to the agreement. Although it’s not much, it’s still a lot of money…” Liu Tao took out his phone calculator and started typing numbers into it.

……

As the two were discussing their future, Cheng Fei arrived at the investment department and headed straight for the director's office.

"Mr. Cheng." His secretary, who had just come out, quickly opened the door for him to make way.

The boy nodded and strode inside, placing the milk tea he had been carrying all the way in front of the girl who was reading a research report behind her desk.

A young woman with cascading black hair and an impressive figure leaned back in her chair with a U-shaped pillow around her neck, holding a research report in front of her and sitting motionless with one leg crossed, seemingly completely unaware of anyone's arrival.

Cheng Fei didn't say anything. He put his hands in his pockets, walked around behind the desk, pushed the empty chair next to him over, and sat down, staring at that naturally charming little face from the side.

The girl with rosy eyes and long eyelashes still carried an inescapable air of arrogance between her brows. Even though she was leaning against the back of the chair like a dehydrated salted fish with a U-shaped pillow, she still had a superior and domineering feeling, as if she were the queen of this financial world.

After staring at her for a few minutes, Cheng Fei said calmly, "Xuanqi, your husband is here and you're not saying anything?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Xuanqi remained in the position of reading the research report, but she stretched out one hand and beckoned to the boy with her finger.

Cheng Fei moved his chair closer.

The girl's soft little hands first covered his face, touching it as if it were her own treasure, and then suddenly pinched his face with a force that was neither too light nor too heavy.

"Husband, what have you been up to? Why are you only coming now?" Lin Xuanqi snorted lightly, her tone feigning indifference, but with a hint of coquettishness hidden beneath.

"There was a traffic jam, so I bought you a cup of mango pomelo sago." The boy let her pinch his cheek.

“I don’t like mango pomelo sago.” Lin Xuanqi frowned, seemingly displeased. She picked up the straw from the drink on the table, took a sip, and looked disgusted. Then she put down the research report, turned to the boy, and stared at him with a malicious smile. She tapped her lips with her fingertip without saying a word.

"What do you mean?" The boy looked genuinely bewildered.

"What do you mean?" Lin Xuanqi was taken aback, both angry and amused. She straightened up and pinched his waist. "I told you to kiss me, can't you even understand? You still dare to pretend!"

"Hiss, if you want it, just say so. Who's pretending by pointing at it like that, Director Lin?" The boy grinned.

"Tsk! Cheng Fei, you've gotten bolder in just a few days. Do you want to die?" Lin Xuanqi raised her chin and glared at him with displeasure. Finally, she pinched him and let go, then turned her face away in annoyance, glancing at him sideways. "I'm warning you, hurry up, my patience is limited."

"Xuanqi, let's talk about this at home, not in the office. You said it yourself." The boy sat still, shaking his head as he looked at her.

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl turned around and stared at him, laughing instead of getting angry. "Cheng Fei, do you miss? Just say so!"

"Xuanqi, you don't actually want me to kiss you, and you've been holding back for two weeks, do you?" The boy observed her, feigning surprise, then shook his head and sighed, "You should have just said it earlier, why are you being so coy?"

"Cheng Fei, try saying another word of nonsense to me?" Lin Xuanqi narrowed her eyes at him, her smile turning cruel.

The boy shut his mouth in a second, then pulled her up from the chair and put her in his arms.

Lin Xuanqi did not resist. She raised her head and looked at the boy who was so close to her. Feeling his familiar, hot breath, she unconsciously swallowed. Her eyes flickered, and she hugged his neck and whispered in his ear with a sense of loss, "Honey, I just...missed you a little. So, do you miss me or not?"

"Of course I miss her, my wife," the young man replied softly, gazing intently at her flawless and alluring face before tilting his head to lean closer.

Just as the two were about to make contact, Lin Xuanqi suddenly leaned back to avoid it, covering her mouth with her hand and revealing a gloating and mocking smile. "So, my good puppy really misses its owner. It barks twice and then you can kiss it. How about that?"

"Xuanqi, what happened to you?" The disappointed boy was stunned.

"Hehe, what have I become? You still dare to tease me? I think you're getting too arrogant now. Go back to your doghouse." The girl smiled charmingly, then glared at him with feigned indifference, striking a pose as if to shoo him away.

"Lin Xuanqi, you're finished." The boy gritted his teeth, his expression turning fierce as he stared at her.

"What do you want...?!" The girl's vision blurred, and when she came to her senses, she found herself blocked.

The unceremoniously pulled her into his arms and launched his assault, completely disregarding her feelings.

The girl's long, shapely legs, encased in semi-transparent black pantyhose with a silky texture like milk chocolate, tensed subconsciously.

Lin Xuanqi froze, instinctively trying to push the boy away in a panic, but failed. Faced with the boy's relentless offensive, she visibly lost focus, squinted her eyes, and became disoriented.

Ten minutes later, Lin Xuanqi, panting heavily, clutched her chest and frantically fastened the buttons on her shirt that had somehow come undone. After taking several deep breaths to calm herself, she furrowed her brow, twisted her arm around the boy's waist, and curled her lips into a cruel smile. "Cheng Fei, do you really want to die? You almost bit me!"

"It was a small mistake. Besides, who told you to move around like that? Just be a little smug. I'm your husband, not some stranger." The young man tasted her alluring breath again.

"My husband? You? Are you worthy?" Lin Xuanqi raised her chin, feigning disdain.

"Hey Xuanqi, let's not talk about this anymore. When do you get off work?" the boy asked, looking at her.

"Why are you rushing me to leave work? Is something wrong?" Lin Xuanqi turned back, picked up the research report, and glanced at him sideways.

"Something's up." The boy nodded seriously.

"What is it?" The girl lowered her eyes to look at the research report, an uncontrollable smile curving her lips.

"I'll take you home."

"and then?"

"I'll kill you." The boy looked her up and down with undisguised emotion.

"Pah, you're about to kill me and you still want me to go with you? Keep dreaming." Lin Xuanqi rolled her eyes at him and didn't move.

"Xuanqi, why are you acting like this today?" The boy looked her up and down, surprised and uncertain.

"Cheng Fei, you still dare to say I'm faking it?" The girl looked at him, her smile turning terrifying.

The boy stood up with his hands in his pockets, went straight to Lin Xuanqi, bent down, pinched her chin with one hand, and whispered in her ear, "Can't understand? Hurry up and let's go shopping."

As the light words fell, Lin Xuanqi stared at the wall, her pupils shrinking. As if something had been triggered, her body trembled imperceptibly, and she subconsciously swallowed, her rosy lips pressed together.

She then stood up with her head down, tidied the things on the table haphazardly, touched the boy's hand, and walked stiffly out of the office.

"Let's go, I'm off work."

687. Cheng Fei and Lin Xuanqi went home to cook.

The elevator doors in the underground parking garage are open.

The arrogant girl, who had been leaning against the wall in depravity just a moment ago, casually parted ways with the boy and walked towards the silver Panamera not far away.

The two got into the car, and the sports car slowly drove off with a deep engine sound.

"Xuanqi, should we go to Nanwan or Yushuiyuan?" Cheng Fei turned the steering wheel and glanced at the rearview mirror.

"Let's find a place to eat first." Lin Xuanqi stretched in the passenger seat, revealing her alluring figure.

"Eating out?"

"After we eat, we'll go to Yushuiyuan. We won't go to Nanwan; it's too far." The girl covered her mouth and let out a lazy yawn.

"So anxious?" The boy glanced at her.

"Are you looking for death?" The girl raised her chin and glared at him, her innocent expression posing no threat whatsoever.

"It seems like someone else is courting death," the boy muttered.

Lin Xuanqi was amused and annoyed, then quickly crossed her arms to feign authority and scolded, "Cheng Fei, I'm warning you, stop being so indecent all the time!"

"Sigh, that's too pretentious." The boy shook his head, interrupting her before she could say anything more, "Xuanqi, how about we go home and cook for ourselves today?"

"Which home are we going to? What are we cooking?" Lin Xuanqi asked him, puzzled.

"Of course it's Yushuiyuan. Cooking is cooking, you can't even understand that? Have you gone crazy from working so much?" The boy squinted at him.

"Tsk, you!" Lin Xuanqi looked like she had barely managed to suppress the urge to curse, then turned her face away and pouted, "I can't cook, I'm making that clear beforehand."

"You, as a maid, can't even cook?" the boy feigned surprise.

"Maid my foot! Who's the maid?" The girl raised an eyebrow, clearly displeased.

"Of course it's the person who wore the maid outfit last time."

"Last time? Which time? I don't remember. Cheng Fei, did you knock your head on Yinghua and start hallucinating?" Lin Xuanqi looked at him with a serious expression of concern.

"You've lost your memory again, haven't you? Don't make me dig this out of your closet and make you wear it again today." The boy gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind.

“I threw that kind of thing away a long time ago, hehe.” Lin Xuanqi laughed maliciously, her eyes darting around with interest. “Honey, do you really want to see me in a maid outfit? Beg me, beg me a few more times and maybe I’ll grant your wish.”

"How do I ask? Teach me." The boy remained calm.

“Since you’ve asked so sincerely, let me think about it.” The girl stared at the roof of the car and tapped her chin with her fingertips, a mischievous smile curving her lips. “Just say, ‘Please, my dear wife, have mercy on me and wear a maid outfit for me, step on me with your little leather shoes, and stuff a chocolate ice cream into my mouth.’”

After she finished speaking, the car fell silent. The boy kept his eyes on the road and drove, seemingly oblivious to her words.

Lin Xuanqi waited a few seconds without getting a response, then turned to look at him, her brows furrowed in displeasure. "Cheng Fei, are you deaf?"

"No, it's just that you're disgusting, Xuanqi." The boy revealed a genuine look of disgust and even shivered.

The girl's eyebrows furrowed, and her smile turned terrifying. "Cheng Fei, I kindly gave you a chance, and you're causing trouble again, aren't you? Saying I'm disgusting? Fine, then never touch my feet again!"

The boy's expression hardened. "Wife, I was wrong. I can't live without your chocolate ice cream. I was just joking, please forgive me."

"You!" Lin Xuanqi glared at him with her hands on her hips, gritting her teeth and unable to speak. She rolled her eyes and turned her face away. "I really don't understand how there can be such a shameless person like you in this world."

"How else can you be your husband?" the young man sighed.

"Honey, my foot! So you're really going to cook?" The girl rolled her eyes at him, annoyed.

"I suddenly realized I haven't shown you my cooking skills yet." The boy nodded earnestly.

"Tch, so you were just trying to show off. I would have laughed if you'd said it tasted awful after all that." Lin Xuanqi laughed with a hint of sarcasm.

"You have to eat it even if it tastes bad." The boy said seriously.

"Why should I? If it tastes bad, I'll just order takeout so you don't poison me." The girl crossed one leg over her shoulder.

"Let's die together, Xuanqi, don't you want to?" The boy looked at her at the traffic light.

"Pah, I'd be willing to your head! If you want to die, go die yourself. I'm just looking for a more obedient little dog." Lin Xuanqi turned her face away from him.

"I hope it's not just empty boasting now, but a life of heartbreak and widowhood after I actually die." The boy shook his head and sighed.

"Ha, dream on. Who do you think you are? I'll forget about you the very next day." The girl laughed without hesitation.

"Forget the pleasantries, I'll take you to the supermarket to buy groceries later, Miss Lin." Cheng Fei turned at the intersection.