I’m worth hundreds of millions, what’s wrong with having hundreds of millions of vests?

Ye Zhuohua wanted to lower the tailgate, but he couldn't find the button in the back seat no matter how hard he tried. The car TV in the back seat popped up and started playing the MV of his song, which made him so angry that he covered his chest and gasped.

What a stinky sister! Sooner or later, she will piss me off to death!

Thinking that the baffle was not completely soundproof, and that the louder the voice was, the people in front could still hear it, Ye Zhuohua moved forward, pressed against the baffle, and started to curse loudly.

However, the person in front of him didn't make any noise for a long time, and Ye Zhuohua only cursed for a few words before stopping. He took a bottle of water from the small refrigerator next to him to moisten his throat, and leaned back in his chair to rest.

The recent recording of the new album has put a lot of strain on my voice, and my voice has dropped drastically. I'll take a break and then go back to scold.

Ye Wan didn't expect that Ye Zhuohua would calm down so quickly this time. She was a little surprised, but she didn't lower the baffle until she finished playing his previous album on repeat and saw that the car had entered their territory.

Ye Zhuohua was still here passionately arguing with his haters to expand his vocabulary. He caught a glimpse of the noise and looked up. What did it mean? At least he had the guts to click on the button and go home?

He sneered, and said something sarcastic: "Oh~ you finally decided to lower the baffle?

I just want you to praise me. It's not that difficult, right? I gave Wangcai a set of communication buttons and he can speak a complete sentence. Why are you like a mute? You can't even utter a word?"

Seeing that Ye Wan seemed to pause typing after hearing what he said, and then continued typing on the phone, Ye Zhuohua gritted his teeth and continued typing to her: "You have the guts to raise the baffle and you have the guts to speak, Ye Wan? What are you looking at on your phone?

Just now you wanted me to forgive you for what you wanted to see, now you want to pick up a few sentences from the Internet that you think I want to hear to deal with me? Or do you want to learn how to refute what I said? What? Is your cultural level too low and you can only repeat what others say? If you don’t know how to choose words and make sentences, you can learn from the textbooks in the compulsory education stage. "

Ye Wan sighed silently in her heart. Wow... he's really good at talking. It's just raising the baffle, isn't it? He cursed so filthy.

Sure enough, people who often argue passionately with netizens and can fight against hundreds of them are different. Although every word they say is particularly unpleasant, they don't even contain any system-blocked words.

Although she was secretly complaining in her heart, Ye Wan's words were completely different. She put away her phone, lowered her eyes slightly, and her eyelashes trembled: "Brother... I didn't talk to you just now because I was writing a music review. I just raised the baffle because my brother's singing was so beautiful that the sound effect would be better if the baffle was raised. I raised it because I wanted to listen to the song seriously."

It was rare for Ye Zhuohua to hear her speak a human word, and for a moment he forgot all the words he had just rehearsed to accuse her.

At that moment, his eyes were not eyes and his nose was not a nose. He made eight hundred fake movements in one second, and after a long time, he was unable to suppress the uncontrollable upward rise of the corners of his mouth.

He cleared his throat pretentiously: "So that's why. Ahem, my new song will be recorded soon, and I'll let you be the first listener then."

Everyone seemed to be very pleased with Ye Wan's words.

When Ye Wan saw his worthless look in the central rearview mirror, she knew that he had been coaxed.

She snorted softly. It was so easy to please a man with a sister complex.

At this moment, the car had entered the Ye family's house and began to slowly stop.

Ye Wan lowered her head and closed her eyes slightly, her tone was depressed, as if she had suffered some great injustice: "But you actually said that to me just now... I... I'm really a little sad..."

Now it was Ye Zhuohua's turn to be speechless: "No! Wanwan! That's not what I meant. Please listen to my explanation!"

The car had already stopped at the gate. Ye Wan immediately opened the door and ran towards the studio in the backyard of the Ye family without looking back.

Ye Zhuohua wanted to follow, but a figure blocked his way. It was Shen Qingzhou.

Ye Zhuohua looked anxious and wanted to catch up with him: "Don't stop me."

Shen Qingzhou shook his head and still stood in front of him, stopping him from following him: "Brother, what you said this time was indeed a bit too much. As a bystander, I feel that what you said to him just now was a bit too... Alas..."

He stopped talking halfway, sighed, and patted Ye Zhuohua on the shoulder: "Next time, you should understand the situation first before speaking. Don't speak without thinking, brother. She is very sensitive."

Ye Zhuohua knew he was in the wrong, so he said weakly, "Then help me comfort her. I was also confused just now..."

"This is natural. I would have coaxed you even if you didn't tell me." After saying that, Shen Qingzhou took out the bag left by Ye Wan from the car and walked towards Wang's studio.

Watching Shen Qingzhou's back gradually disappearing from his sight, Ye Zhuohua couldn't help but sigh.

Fortunately, he was a little more restrained when speaking because he remembered that the person he was talking to was his own sister and not an online friend he had never met, and he didn't curse too harshly.

Otherwise, given Ye Wan's personality, it would not be as simple as just giving me the cold shoulder.

He walked into the house with heavy steps. Wangcai saw that he was unhappy, so he came up and wagged his tail around him, as if he wanted to give him some comfort.

Ye Zhuohua squatted down, touched its head, and sighed heavily again: "Ah..."

Wangcai is just a little puppy. Although he is smart, he can't speak and can only lick his hand to show comfort.

Here, Shen Qingzhou walked slowly to the studio.

Ye Wan had already prepared a lot of things while he was chatting with Ye Zhuohua. As soon as Shen Qingzhou came in, he felt a wave of heat coming towards him.

He glanced around the studio. At this moment, many different machines that he was completely unfamiliar with were running, and several air conditioners were also running at the same time. The temperature of each air conditioner was set very low, but it still could not suppress the heat generated by the operation of the machines.

He took out Ye Wan's notebook from her bag, took off his suit jacket, and casually placed the jacket and bag on the shelf at the door.

Shen Qingzhou took off his coat and walked inside, seeming to still be unable to bear the heat. As he walked inside, he loosened his tie and unbuttoned two buttons, revealing a small piece of white chest.

When I walked over to Ye Wan, half of the table was already filled with things. She was holding a large toolbox and taking out a screwdriver with a strange shape from it.

She caught a glimpse of him coming from the corner of her eye and raised her eyes to look at him.

Shen Qingzhou stretched out his hand to her. Seeing Ye Wan slap him without hesitation, he smiled and said, "How does it feel to be blamed?"

"Cool!"

"You won't have dinner with him?"

"It's natural!"

In response to her straightforward answer, Shen Qingzhou chuckled: "I'm afraid he will wake up from his bed in the middle of the night and curse himself for being a nobody."

"He deserves it!" Ye Wan puffed up her cheeks and frowned angrily, "How could he scold me like that!"

"That's right! How could she scold you? How mean!" Shen Qingzhou echoed, unbuttoned his cufflinks and put them aside, then rolled up his sleeves, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Ye Wan shook her head, stretched out her long legs, and hooked a chair over from the side: "Just sit here, I will explain the details to you later, as for the program, you can just follow your own ideas. I will modify it based on yours, and you can help me check if there are any bugs."

Shen Qingzhou responded and sat down beside her.

Soon, the table was filled with the things Ye Wan needed. When she finished taking the things, two of the machines that had been running beside her stopped. After all, the house is not a factory, and it is a bit too much to put a steelmaking furnace here. So Ye Wan used a laser cutting machine to make some parts with unique shapes.

At this moment, two machines stopped and the room finally became a little cooler. Ye Wan wiped the sweat from her forehead and began to explain to Shen Qingzhou while assembling the machines.

Shen Qingzhou also turned on the computer and started writing the program according to her ideas.

Ye Wan assembled two modules and suddenly said "ah" softly as if she remembered something.