Queen, Forced Marriage

"Do you have a business card? Give it to me."

When getting off the bus, Fang Yiai asked Lin Zikui for something.

"Business card? It's in your jacket, you can evaluate your loss, and I will compensate you at that time. And tonight, thank you for showing me the way."

"No need." Fang Yiai left the two words and got into her car without any nostalgia.

Watching Fang Yi fall in love with her own white Bentley, she gradually moved away, until the shadow of the car disappeared in the dark night, Lin Zikui sighed and shook his head, hey, today is really a back!

Along the way, Fang Yiai was reminiscing about tonight and Lin Zikui's bit by bit, cakes, coats, car accidents, and the great writer. Obviously he is still a child, why is he so unforgettable.

The car was driving on the road, pulling away from the lampposts one after another, and bursts of lights swept across Fang Yiai’s face. After a short pause, one could see that something called happiness was boundlessly on that beautiful face. enlarge.

Location, Fangjia

There was a classic and rustic luxury house both inside and out. The butler opened the door and welcomed Fang Yi in: "Miss, you can come back. Master has been waiting for you all night at home."

"I know Uncle Li, I'll go up now." Fang Yiai expressionless, handed the bag in her hand to the housekeeper, Uncle Li, hurriedly rushing to the study room upstairs. If it weren't for that person, it wouldn't be the case tonight. Returning late, it seems that his father's painstaking teachings must be unavoidable.

"Kou Kou Kou" tapped on the door, "Dad, I'm back."

"Come in" came the voice of a serious and powerful middle-aged man from the study. The sound of the voice was very similar to Fang Yiai, and it was full of command.

Pushing open the door, strode to the chair opposite the man's desk and sat down: "Dad, it's so late, what are you looking for?"

The gorgeous and luxurious chandelier in the room exudes bright light, making the figures of the two people particularly dazzling.

I looked at my daughter from head to toe, her face softened a lot: "Tell dad why he came back so late? Whose clothes are there?"

Rarely showed the delicacy of my daughter's family, and there was a flush on her face. The bright light couldn't hide it at all: "Dad, I'm tired at night, if it's not important, I'll go back to the room first! "Putting down the folded legs, when he was about to get up, he was stopped by Fang's father.

"Okay, you don't want to say Dad and don't ask. There is indeed an important thing about what I called you here today." He opened the drawer, took out a stack of A4 papers from it, and pushed it in front of Fang Yiai, "You Check it out, it's tricky."

Picking up the file on the table, I was a little surprised that there was a picture of a sunflower on the first page.

"Dad, this is..."

"This is the great writer Lin Zikui, you must have heard of it?"

"Well, I know her naturally. It's just why you gave me her information and why did you investigate him." He was a little dissatisfied with his father in his tone, and I couldn't say why.

Although she wondered why her daughter, who is usually quiet and self-sufficient, was angry, she never asked and opened her mouth to answer her question: "Her contract with XX Publishing House is about to expire in two months. Now all major film and television companies and publishing houses She wanted to sign a contract with her, but she had a weird temper and was very picky. When she was 16 years old, she wrote novels on the Internet and was favored by the XX company, which became so popular, but she only signed with XX company for two years. It’s also because her XX company quickly gained a foothold in the domestic book market in just two years. After that, she hesitated to sign a contract with the company for one year. After that, you also know that the formula for the company has now surpassed our Fangshi Group. Its publishing houses and film and television industries are now.

"One year? Only signed for one year?"

"Yes, there are still two months left, and other groups and companies are already ready to move. She is a fat piece and a cash cow. More importantly, she is still a good bird. If a good bird is a good bird, she will definitely choose to die. , She is no longer as ignorant of the world as she used to be, she is already a phoenix flying on a branch, she will definitely want to fly in a higher sky, and our method group has strong financial resources and better conditions to clear a sky for her. Xiao Ai, dad will help you with other things in the company. Now I want you to devote yourself to Lin Zikui's matter, understand?"

"Is it necessary, dad?" For a writer, even her dad has worked. There are many writers in the publishing company of the Method Group. No matter how great Lin Zikui is, he doesn't have to be so exciting.

"Of course it is necessary." Father Fang got up from the boss chair and walked to his daughter. Fang Yiai's body was fixed and he looked at him. "I've already asked the company to do an evaluation. It's not just for us. In the film and television and publishing industries under its umbrella, our entire Fang’s stock has increased substantially in a short period of time. The entire group and all industries will create new brilliance. Xiaoai, you are now the company’s highest executive officer, if you Signing Lin Zikui, in the next few years, you will reach a height that no one else can match at your age, understand?"

Nodding hesitantly, "Understand Dad."

"Okay, take a rest for a few days and think of a good way. Dad will help you with it these few days."

Fang Yiai lowered his head thoughtfully, frowning slightly, as if he was bothered by something. When I raised my head and looked at my father again, he seemed to have figured out something, his eyes were clear, and he faintly revealed pride and self-confidence: "Don't worry, dad, I pack the ticket and she will definitely sign a contract with our Fang family."

I don't know what the daughter meant, why Fang Yiai was so sure in a moment.

"Because her ID is still with me."

In the boundless night, Fang Yiai smiled ghostly and deeply, calmly and gracefully took out Lin Zikui’s ID card from her suit jacket. God is really not loyal to Fang Yiai. Fortunately, she got up in the car at that time. Teasing Lin Zikui's heart, secretly took her ID card.

Responded to the old poem: "The crowd is looking for him a thousand times, but the man is in the dimly lit place."

Or to answer the old saying: "You can't find a place to step through the iron shoes. It takes no effort to get it."

Or maybe it's the sentence: "What's yours is yours, and others won't be able to grab it or get it."

Is Lin Zikui? My Fang Yiai wants to see how capable you are.

This was a big surprise. Father Fang himself was shocked by his daughter. Shocked, looking at the ID card in his daughter's hand, it was a picture of Lin Zikui.

Shock!

The camera shifted to Lin Zikui's side.

"Kui Kui, what are you doing if you don't go to bed so late?" Mother Lin yawned and sat on the sofa, watching Lin Zikui rummaging in her black backpack anxiously.

"Mom, you go to bed first, it's weird, why is my driver's license still there and my ID card is gone?" I murmured silently in my heart.

Just like the author of Lin University mentioned earlier that he has obsessive-compulsive disorder, he has almost strict requirements for packing things, especially small things, and there are boxes of different colors and placed in different places. The certificate category is classified as small. For things, even if they are taken out of the house, they must be classified immediately when they come home.

No, wait, straighten up your bent waist and replay the scenes. Except for Fang Yiai to turn over her bag tonight, there seems to be no one else. Her large number of young ladies shouldn't be so boring, take her Dong Xindi! Pursing your lips and thinking, it shouldn't, Si, won't you really lose it?

Oh, how can I sleep with my obsessive-compulsive disorder tonight.

"Kwai Kui, did you drop something."

"No, I just sorted out the contents of the bag. Mom, go to sleep."

Mother Lin waved her hand lazily: "Okay, I'm going to sleep. Don't stay too long."

"..."

After washing, Lin Zikui lay on the bed, but didn't think about her ID card. She also felt incredible. According to her previous habits, she should have trouble sleeping for what she couldn't find. But tonight is the domineering and beautiful young lady, like, don’t know, what’s her name?

With his hands under his head and looking out the window, the moon is pretty pretty tonight.