The Adventures of My All-Rounder Wife

Lu Mian was using Morse code to pass information to him.

Xiao Qimo scanned the other two superfluous men on the table who were stubbornly eating breakfast, and got to Lu Mian's point.

This communication method that only the two of them could understand made Xiao Qimo feel very good. While feeling interesting, he also carefully deciphered Lu Mian's words.

Lu Mian: [My brother is like this, don't help him secretly. 】

After Xiao Qimo understood it, he responded to her in the same way.

[I understand, I did nothing. There are other reasons for going to the publicity meeting this time. 】

Lu Mian: [What's the reason? 】

Xiao Qimo thought for a while, but kept it for a while.

Xiao Qimo: [Tell me first, do you prefer the first generation of W, or the second generation of 3000 feathers? 】

Lu Mian: [I like it all. 】

The man breathed a sigh of relief and smiled as if he had solved a century-old problem.

He replied: [He will know what's going on then. 】

——

Sufeng Game Company.

Since it was confirmed that the first generation W and the second generation Sanqianyu attended the promotion meeting at the same time, Qiu Shu did not mention that he was more motivated. Various arrangements for the itinerary and drafting of the theme of the new design competition were prepared for the arrival of the two great gods.

This morning, he took the new plan to find Feng Nie to sign, and Feng Nie gave him another look.

"Director Qiu, it's not that I want to stop you. Just based on the words of you and Shao Xiao, I'm really skeptical to say that the first and second generations agreed to attend the promotion and that the theme content was to be modified. It didn't appear when the company joined the company. Why did it appear at this time?"

Because there was no meeting this time, Qiu Shu's attitude towards Feng Ni was more straightforward.

"Fengnier, you don't know what the company is doing now? Couldn't it be the two great gods who can't stand it anymore and want to turn the tide?"

"You..." Feng Nee gritted her teeth, her face was hot, she couldn't accept that she was not as good as a second-generation god.

What do you think of her, display it?

"Qiu Shu, do you think that Sanqianyu can save the company by changing you to a new theme? You are too naive. Sufeng's market share has been declining year by year, and the stock has been falling. The reason is not that simple."

"Of course." Qiu Shu held the document in one hand and touched the cigarette in his trouser pocket with the other. He didn't smoke, but felt calmer after touching it.

Su Feng is declining day by day, and the reasons are indeed complicated.

In the final analysis, the three generations did not hold up and did not launch new games.

He didn't hide it anymore.

"Fengnier, the reason why you insist on not changing the theme is because... the content was leaked out by yourself, right? You want to cultivate your own planning team, and you want to set up new planners in advance. Maybe some players you like, now The entries have been completed. You, really want to squeeze us old people out of the game. How many old employees are left in the company?"

Feng Nie's tone paused slightly, and the theme of the contest was indeed revealed by her.

Some were said inadvertently and some were said specifically. I also greeted several promising new planners to prepare them.

Isn't she doing this for the company?

"Don't worry about what I do, I just want to ask you, why should San Qianyu deny me? She is no longer a member of the company!"

"Whatever, sign." Qiu Shu urged Feng Nie to sign. After receiving the signed document, he silently sighed: "If the company's performance is booming and the teams live in harmony, I don't need them Please come back..."

Qiu Shu's words attacked Feng Nie's incompetence and calculations vividly.

"That's okay, then wait for them to decide the theme of the contest after they come on the day of the promotion! I want to see if they can get along well together!"

"Then just wait and see." Qiu Shu took away the file and walked away unhurriedly.

Feng Nie watched him leave the office, picked up the ornaments on the desk, and threw it out with all his strength.

Liuli's ornaments fell on the carpet, making a heavy muffled noise, and her secretary Lizi rushed in from outside.

"Three generations, what's wrong with you?"

"Three generations and three generations, don't call me three generations, call me Mr. Feng!"

"...Yes." The secretary picked up the ornaments from the floor in a nonchalant manner. The things were broken, so she had to throw them into the trash can.

"President Feng, don't be angry with Director Qiu. He is from the second generation and will naturally speak to the second generation."

"Heh." Feng Nie sneered.

She has been at Sufeng Company for more than two years, and after working hard for so long, she is still no better than two people who have not even shown their faces.

Live forever under their aura, always be compared by others.

Moreover, it is still incomparable.

She has her own advantages and specialties, so why should she always live in the shadow of those two people?

Those two people just caught up with the good time and launched a hot game. With just this little thing, can they be eternally proclaimed?

Feng Nie squinted his eyes, grinding his posterior teeth to ease for a while.

After a while, a dark light flashed in her eyes, and she said, "You go to arrange and spread the news about W and San Qianyu participating in the promotion. The wider the spread, the better, especially their respective fans. The more people they know The more the better!"

"President Feng, why do you still call them fans? Isn't this giving them momentum?"

Feng Nee sneered, "Oh, someone always welcomes them."

Lizi didn't understand, but nodded obediently: "Okay."

"Remember to prepare all the themes and materials we prepared before."

"what do you mean……"

"Prepare with both hands. If one generation and two generations are not in agreement at that time, it is not necessary to use our theme."

"It's still your thoughtful consideration." Lizi took the order.

Feng Nie was not reconciled to this, and quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone number: Sheng Zijin.

"Hey, Zijin?" She smiled slightly, "I want you to do me a favor."

——

On the second day of Wang Zhiqi's accident, Interpol issued a message requesting to speed up the tracking of the 13th.

More than ten days have passed since the release of the reward order.

I haven't found the 13th in ten days. Is the global hacker not working hard enough?

No, the number 13 is too strong.

When Lu Mian was training with his brothers in the team, Yunsang noticed some fluctuations in the network and quickly called Lu Mian.

He pointed to the background log on the screen.

"You see, our network has been attacked many times. I have tracked down the trace of this person, but I can't find it. It seems to be a master."

Lu Mian glanced through the backstage log and corrected his face.

"It's really amazing." She praised without hesitation.

"Should be here on the 13th, found here so soon?"

"After all, it's not surprising to use global power." Lu Mian's expression remained faint.

Yunsang wanted to remind her: It's about your life and death and the 500 million yuan you have collected for nothing, girl, you care a little bit ah hello... But seeing her calm and calm appearance, he feels as stable as an old dog His mentality has now collapsed into scum.

As someone's brother, how could he be so unstable!