He Rijun coming again

However, Luo Zhiwen didn't have time to feel sad for a long time, and Feng Qingzhu opened the kitchen door again from the outside.

The man held the key to the kitchen door in his hand, came in with a straight face, and pushed him by the sink.

"Ah Wen, listen to me."

He pursed his lips and said nothing.

Feng Qingzhu heaved a sigh of relief, the imaginary scene of Luo Zhiwen not even willing to listen to an explanation did not appear, it was already a blessing in misfortune.

"What do you want to say?" The distance was too close, and a sense of oppression followed, Luo Zhiwen moved his legs irritably, and after realizing that Feng Qingzhu's breathing was abnormal, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, He even forgot all the distress in his heart, and just felt dumbfounded, "Are you an animal?"

Feng Qingzhu put his head on his shoulder: "Ah Wen, I'm not joking with you, and I don't have the so-called first love I met abroad. I've always only had you in my heart...don't rush to say that you don't believe it."

Seeing that Luo Zhiwen was about to speak again, Feng Qingzhu quickly covered his mouth: "I know these words sound strange, but I still want to explain to you, can you listen to me?"

Luo Zhiwen blinked his eyes.

Feng Qingzhu's heart rose: "You don't want to?"

He broke away from Feng Qingzhu's hand, turned to turn on the faucet, and used the sound of splashing water to hide his panic: "I'm going to cook, no matter what you want to say, you have to wait."

Facing Shang Feng Qingzhu's focused gaze, Luo Zhiwen's resistance was defeated.

It's not that he doesn't love her anymore, it's just that he's tired. How could he resist?

Luo Zhiwen made a simple dinner, and the two of them sat at the same table awkwardly and finished eating. Feng Qingzhu answered the phone and rushed to the company again.

The turmoil at home has finally subsided, but the public opinion on the Internet is not so easy to settle.

The news that Feng Qingzhu and Luo Zhiwen were not close spread like wildfire. After all, even the employees of the company didn't know who their boss's marriage partner was. Now that they read the news on the Internet, they naturally made up a big drama.

What kind of rich and charming little wife has empathized with a popular idol, what kind of superstar, for the sake of true love, will not hesitate to offend the benefactor...

In fact, Feng Qingzhu confronted Dipper in the company.

Dipper put his feet on the table, flipping through the emergency plan provided by the company, while Feng Qingzhu crossed his arms and looked down at the contract between Dipper and the company.

Knowing that Dipper also retains the memory of his previous life, he can no longer let the other party dominate his company.

Han Qianshan was so busy that he felt dizzy: "No matter how rhythmic the marketing account is, we must first give an explanation to the fans of the WZH group."

He looked at Dipper: "The statement company has already drafted it for you, you just need to copy and paste it."

Dipper shrugged noncommittally.

"As for sister-in-law's identity..." Han Qianshan looked at Feng Qingzhu, "Brother Feng, only by exposing the vest of sister-in-law who wrote lyrics and composed music, can the meeting between him and Dipper be justified."

"No." Feng Qingzhu refused straight away.

"Why not?" Han Qianshan scratched his hair in despair, "Brother Feng, you didn't even know what your sister-in-law did before, but now you're just exposing a vest, what's the big deal?"

Dipper sneered coldly because of Han Qianshan's words, folded his arms and looked at Feng Qingzhu, making it clear that he was watching a good show.

Feng Qingzhu pulled the chair away with a cold face, and sat opposite Dipper: "Ah Wen didn't use his real name, just because he didn't want people to know that he wrote those songs."

"Then the company will lose a lot!"

"I care?" Feng Qingzhu smashed the contract in his hand on the table, "The entertainment company is just a dispensable department under Feng's, I will not go against my lover's wishes in exchange for the so-called small loss solution."

Han Qianshan suddenly had nothing to say, so he could only turn to look at Dipper.

The protagonist of the incident was calmer than everyone else, as if everything that happened online had nothing to do with him, and even when they were discussing the solution, they looked out the window and wandered away.

The emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry.

Han Qianshan was discouraged, holding the urgently written solution, lying on the table and wailing: "Brother Feng, you don't care, but I am in charge of the entertainment department now, and I will deduct bonuses if the performance declines."

What's even more exasperating is that Feng Qingzhu withheld the bonus himself.

Feng Qingzhupi smiled but didn't laugh: "So you used to ask Ah Wen to write songs for WZH for the sake of performance?"

"Isn't sister-in-law's song popular?" Han Qianshan asked inexplicably, "He not only writes songs for WZH, but almost everyone who is a popular singer now wants him to write songs for themselves."

The name "Zhao" has become a "trademark", a trademark that can be directly equated with "boutique".

No matter who is behind "Zhao", he has made countless singers.

Not to mention legendary.

If "Zhao" was anyone in this world, Feng Qingzhu wouldn't care, but Luo Zhiwen...

His heart ached, and he thought of how Ah Wen died in his previous life. For a few minutes, he couldn't even hear what Han Qianshan was saying, but could only hear the terrifying sound of burning flames.

"Brother Feng?"

Han Qianshan's voice brought Feng Qingzhu back to reality.

His back was soaked in cold sweat, and when he met Dipper's half-smile expression, his heart sank severely.

Hate swept over.

Why is Luo Zhiwen the one who lost his memory?

Why can the enemy who killed them still survive in the world in an open and honest manner?

Feng Qingzhu's gloomy face frightened Han Qianshan: "Brother Feng, since sister-in-law's vest can't be picked off, let's use the most stupid method to press the hot search!"

As the popularity of the news drops, the number of people who follow it will naturally decrease. Even for a group like WZH, the popularity will be replaced by new events.

"You can figure it out." Feng Qingzhu didn't want to face Chen Beidou anymore, so he left the office directly with his suit jacket in his hand.

Han Qianshan didn't know the grievances between Feng Qingzhu and Dipper, and he thought they just met by chance, and grabbed Dipper who was about to leave: "Tell your team members to suspend activities for a while."

"Okay." Dipper didn't care, shrugged his shoulders, put on his sunglasses, and posted the statement from his manager on the Internet.

Both ancestors left the office, and Han Qianshan breathed a sigh of relief, but a few minutes later, his phone was blown up.

This time it was Dipper who had the accident.

When he posted on Weibo, he didn't even look at it. He mixed the four words "copy and paste" written by the agent in front of the statement, and posted it together...

Han Qianshan's eyes went dark, and he almost opened the window and jumped directly.