What bad thoughts can a canary have?

Back in Linjiang City, Lin Fei rested at home for a day, and went to work the next day. He had already achieved financial freedom. He went to work for his hobbies, and there was no place more suitable for him than a scientific research institute.

The incident in Uganda has been on the hot topic several times, and everyone knows it. As soon as Lin Fei arrived at the office, his younger brothers and younger sisters came to ask for their health one by one. He was overwhelmed and didn't have time to go to the console in the morning. Walk around in various departments to show everyone that he has no missing arms or legs, he is healthy and sunny, and he can't be better.

Minister Meng strolled in with his hands behind his back. Lin Fei lowered his head and ate his lunch slowly. Minister Meng looked him over from head to toe, frowned and said, "Why don't you rest at home for a few more days?"

Lin Fei put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, "Tianquan [-] will be launched at the end of the year, and my project is in a hurry."

Minister Meng sighed quietly, and said earnestly, "Don't bother with work, make more friends when you have time, you are so handsome, don't be like your senior brothers who are still single in their thirties."

This line of work is either engineering or IT, no matter men or women, there are many people who are single, out of kindness from Minister Meng, Lin Fei made a few perfunctory hums.

"Do you have formal clothes?" Minister Meng asked suddenly, and after asking, he looked at the T-shirt and jeans Lin Fei was wearing, and said, "Forget it, you can wear this as well."

"Tomorrow there will be a corporate press conference, and I sent two invitations to me, just in time for me to take you to relax and meet new friends." Minister Meng said.

Lin Fei shook his head, and refused directly, "I have something to do tomorrow, so I can't go."

Minister Meng stretched out his hand, and the black and silver stamped exquisite invitation was slapped in front of him, "Xiaolin! This is Cree's new product launch conference. All the major media at home and abroad have come, and all electronic hardware companies have been invited. Boss, I heard that Internet companies also have a lot of people, Microsoft and Amazon have sent people, and the battle is very big, and it is said that this new product will cause a big reshuffle in the industry."

"This invitation is hard to come by. If it weren't for my old Meng's great face, how could there be such a good thing to see the world?" Minister Meng did not forget to boast proudly.

Lin Fei opened the invitation card on the desktop, looked at the beautiful cursive characters on it, and laughed in his heart, "Okay, I'm free." He went to see what panacea Fu Shiyue was selling in his golden gourd.

The next day at the Linjiang International Convention and Exhibition Center, what Minister Meng said was true, more than 140 large and small media came, as well as the CEOs of Internet companies. Lin Fei met many bigwigs who often appeared on the news.

The huge venue was full of seats. Minister Meng was an acquaintance. He could chat a few words whether he knew him or not. Lin Fei was different from him. He found a seat according to the invitation.

Lin Fei didn't wear a suit, but a simple Japanese-style round-neck white T-shirt, tight jeans tucked into Martin boots, clean and casual, and his casual clothes were particularly eye-catching in the suit and leather shoes.

Several self-media people pointed their cameras at him and took a few photos, discussing in the group privately who is this handsome guy, who can participate in Cree's heavyweight press conference at a young age.

"Lin Fei, long time no see." A familiar voice sounded from behind.

Lin Fei turned his head and saw the glamorous Secretary Bai, he smiled, "Well, long time no see."

Secretary Bai looked at him with a smile, and Nunu pointed his chin at the backstage, "Let's go backstage, President Fu said there is a gift for you."

"what gift?"

"Boss Fu didn't tell me that he's waiting for you in the office."

Lin Fei didn't expect to hear useful information from her mouth. He stepped down the stairs one by one, passed through the busy staff, and walked to the quiet corridor.

Secretary Bai stopped at the door of an office, held the doorknob and pushed the door open, "Please come in."

The simply furnished dressing room was empty, but no figure of Fu Shiyue was seen. Lin Fei stepped in, his wrist was grasped, and without giving any chance to react, he suddenly dragged the whole person into the door.

With a bang, the door was locked tightly.

Secretary Bai stood outside the door blankly. What happened just now?

Lin Fei, who was separated by the door, was pressed against the door. Fu Shiyue held his chin and kissed him aggressively. He stirred violently and sucked gently. Pushing Fu Shiyue's shoulders to distance him, breathing chaotically and without rhythm, "What are you doing?"

"To please you." Fu Shiyue stared at him for a second, his eyes inexplicably looked like a ferocious hungry wolf.

Lin Fei thought what kind of flattery this was, and watched Fu Shiyue squat down, two knuckle fingers snapped off the buttons of his jeans, looked at him from bottom to top, and said in an elegant and steady voice: " I watched a movie last night, just learned it, remember to tell me if it hurts."

There was a "buzz" in Lin Fei's mind, and following Fu Shiyue's movements, his back was pressed tightly behind the door, all positions were lost, and his legs were weak enough to stand still.

Fu Shiyue said that he was a fast learner. Lin Fei deeply realized this. He learned everything by himself without a teacher. It was the first time he encountered such warm treatment.

"Dong dong dong" knocked on the door, and Secretary Bai said cautiously, "Mr. Fu, you're about to go on stage."

Fu Shiyue concentrated on his work and turned a deaf ear to it. Lin Fei was dizzy and extremely distraught. He couldn't help grabbing him with both hands to apply hairspray, combing his meticulous hair backwards, and his head was fuzzy.

A few minutes later, his sanity returned to his mind. Lin Fei's ears were burning red, and his foggy eyes looked at Fu Shiyue who was still squatting in front of him, and the thin and handsome face...

Fu Shiyue took out the scarf from his chest, stood up, wiped his cheeks slowly, and suddenly approached him and kissed the back of Qianfen's ear, and asked him in a hoarse voice, "Is this flattering you? Huh?"

Lin Fei was so ashamed that he wanted to cover his eyes with his hands. He really didn't deliberately make Fu Shiyue so embarrassed, and pretended to be calm, "Secretary Bai seemed to be looking for you just now."

Fu Shiyue tied his jeans tie with one hand, took part of the interest, and returned the rest intact to Lin Fei. He stared straight into his eyes, folded the messy square scarf in his hand, and put it back into his breast pocket , smiled nonchalantly, "Let's go, I'm going on stage."

Secretary Bai waited anxiously, heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the door open, and was startled when he saw Fu Shiyue's expression, "Mr. Fu..."

Fu Shiyue nodded and asked casually, "What's wrong?"

"Hair is messed up." Secretary Bai couldn't explain it in words. The celebrity stylist invited to do the hairstyle for half an hour, and within 10 minutes after entering the door, he was messed up and couldn't do anything right.

The instigator, Lin Fei, pretended not to hear, stepped out of the door sideways, and walked out calmly, reassuring himself that it was normal for him to be young, and he could not rely on him being unable to withstand the temptation, but on Fu Shiyue's too deep morality.

Fu Shiyue stroked his fallen hair back casually, buttoned up his suit jacket, and as Lin Fei left, he strode confidently and confidently towards the stage.

Lin Fei returned to his seat and sat down with his weak legs. Minister Meng probed his head and asked curiously, "Where did you go just now?"

"Just saw a friend."

Lin Fei talked nonsense in a calm manner, the original sitting posture with the legs spread apart, but the legs were closed unnaturally.

On the endless big screen, the clock points to 10:30 on time.

The dim atmosphere lights were turned off, and the lights in the hall were brightly lit, as if it were daytime. The cameras in the audience aimed at the platform, and the webcast cameras broadcast live. Everyone was very curious. The boss of Cree released pigeons on the spot at the press conference three years ago, which attracted a lot of attention. The media was very dissatisfied and wrote a lot of articles condemning Fu Shiyue. However, Career did not rely on the pens in the hands of the media to make a living. giant.

This time Fu Shiyue didn't let go of the pigeons, and the tall figure stood in the center of the stage, so that the major media could finally see the true face.

It is rumored in the industry that the boss of Cree looks like a movie star. Today, he has lived up to his reputation, and even has a bit more personable temperament than a star. The noble son who buckled.

When it comes to bluffing people, Lin Fei thinks that Fu Shiyue is the second, no one dares to be the first, the man is good on the stage, with ease, like a business elite, who would have thought that Fu Shiyue gave himself a few minutes ago in the dressing room... …

On the stage, Fu Shiyue turned sideways, and the big screen behind him was divided into two, showing two clear videos, one was the top of a snow-capped mountain filled with wind and snow, and the other was an all-round display of the new product released this time. After gargling the mineral water that came, he said calmly and slowly: "The new series are equipped with aerial cameras jointly developed by Cree and Hasselblad, which can reach an altitude of 500 meters. We named them——"

"Fibonacci number 01."

The friends and businessmen sitting below were feeling cold and cold. The black technology displayed by Cree was dazzling and hard to guard against. It is the top work of all series at present, but what does this Fibonacci mean?

The press conference went on as usual. When it came to the media Q&A session, a reporter stood up and asked his inner question, "Mr. Fu, does Fibonacci have any special meaning?"

Fu Shiyue paused slightly, and looked at the reporter with a smile, "I'm chasing someone, this is one of my ways to curry favor with him."

When the reporter heard this, he couldn't believe it, "Is there anyone who Mr. Fu can't catch up with?"

Minister Meng, who was sitting next to Lin Fei, touched the back of his head and said in a low voice, "Fibonacci is a foreigner, right? The name is quite strange."

The powder on Lin Fei's ears spread all the way to his neck, and he pretended not to hear it. Fu Shiyue wiped off the sugar coating sent by him, and refused to accept the shells. He waited to see what other tricks Fu Shiyue would use.

After the press conference, Kerui prepared a cold meal upstairs to entertain the guests. Lin Fei served a glass of red wine and tasted a piece of delicious cake. He leaned on the railing and watched the people coming and going. Touching wine, complimenting, Fu Shiyue looked across the crowd, gave him a calm look, and tapped his pocket square with his fingertips.

Lin Fei raised his head and drank the red wine, his eyes drifted to other directions, and no one would look at him. Minister Meng was very popular. After a while, he drank with a handsome man in a suit and became brothers of different surnames. Both of them were drunk and dragged people to Lin Fei. In front of him, "Xiao Lin, let me introduce, this is Director Liu of Career."

"Hello." Lin Fei clinked glasses, half folded his arms, neither humble nor overbearing.

Director Liu had a drink, looked Lin Fei up and down, and exclaimed, "You really are a young talent."

Lin Fei smiled modestly, glanced at the center of the banquet hall from the corner of his eye, and Fu Shiyue drank it glass by glass, even if the red wine did not hurt his body, it was not the way to drink it, Nunu lowered his jaw, "Director Liu, why don't you go and persuade your boss Fu? "

"Ah?" Director Liu was at a loss, followed his gaze, and said with a smile: "You don't know, our President Fu is very good at drinking!"

Lin Fei frowned, turned his head, and didn't answer.

Minister Meng stared at him, and said in surprise: "I see that Mr. Fu doesn't show his face when drinking. I didn't expect that he can drink so well."

Director Liu chuckled, "Our Boss Fu is not only a good drinker, but also has a very good wine quality. I have never seen him go crazy with alcohol. He only calls food when he is drunk, and he calls it the same every time."

"What to eat?" Minister Meng asked curiously.

Director Liu was mysterious, "Sweetie."

Lin Fei burst out laughing like spring rain, his lips were red and his teeth were white, "Please go and tell Mr. Fu that the sweet cake is ready, and ask him if he wants to eat the sweet cake or continue to drink."