The courtyard is deep, the pink cherry blossoms fall on the clear water, and some fall on the man's white back, as if God used a paintbrush to dot a touch of pink, Feng Yan's eyes became darker, he leaned down, and his thin lips were accurately reflected on the red.

The subtle itch made Zheng Xiao lean sideways, and smile lines appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Feng Yan didn't go deeper, but instead raised his body and stroked Zheng Xiao's wet black curls.

Zheng Xiao squinted, gently rubbed his big hand, opened his eyes, and looked at him with a smile.

"It's so comfortable. He said.

The temperature of the spring water was just right, and the whole person was relaxed when he soaked in it, plus his beloved was beside him, looking at him with loving eyes, Zheng Xiao didn't drink, but he was a little drunk.

Feng Yan saw that he was awake, the corners of his mouth curled, and he unceremoniously hugged him in his arms, and the towel on Zheng Xiao's waist fell off in this turmoil.

"Alas-" He reached out to grab it, but his arm was intercepted halfway by Feng Yan, and Zheng Xiao saw the white towel drift away. Feeling the touch under him, he unconsciously shrank his legs, and raised his head to look at Shang Fengyan.

Feng Yan's gaze landed squarely below, and Zheng Xiao's old face flushed,

"What are you looking at!" he put his hands together, holding Feng Yan's chin together, and lifted his face up.

Jun's face was squeezed out of shape, and someone who looked at Zheng Xiao calmly with his eyes drooped down, and suddenly stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked Zheng Xiao's hand.

"Ahh

He covered the hand he pulled back, and looked at Feng Yan in shock,

Who is this old rascal? Or is it his cold, reserved words?

Feng Yan's face was flushed from the hot springs, and his eyes were also wet, Zheng Xiao gradually couldn't take his eyes off.

This time, it was he who approached the old rascal.

After a long time, Zheng Xiao was hugged to the tatami mat with cherry blossom petals all over his body.

Both of them were exhausted and fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next morning, Zheng Xiao opened his eyes and saw Feng Yan wearing a black V-neck sweater, sitting at the head of the bed reading the documents.

Feng Yan noticed that he was awake, turned his head to the side and smiled at him, and his gaze moved back to the document.

Zheng Xiao glanced at it and knew that it was the contract drafted by the cooperation with Matsuri Company in Japan this time, and he had also read this contract, and there was generally no problem.

Diye started from finance, and after having huge strength, it aimed at the big cake of Internet games, and the company now has a neat development team, and there are promising projects.

The project in cooperation with Japan is a game developed based on the famous Japanese anime "Ninja", and in terms of the current number of fans in China, the increasingly popular game market, as long as you make excellent works, you have a nine-point chance of success.

At 12 o'clock, Feng Yan ordered lunch, and after the two ate, they came to the agreed place.

Matsunichi is one of the largest anime distribution companies in Japan, and this cooperation with the Teiye Group is also very important. Sent is the company's propaganda department of the Honda minister, after the introduction of the two sides, the content of the contract was discussed again, Feng Yan a cold face paralyzed face gave the other party great pressure, the contract in front of him did not turn over, but word for word said the unreasonable place in the contract, Minister Honda was busy turning over the contract, although experienced is also sweaty forehead.

The meeting lasted for a long time, from one o'clock in the afternoon to five o'clock in the afternoon, and finally decided to continue the discussion tomorrow, Minister Honda shook hands with Feng Yan Zheng Xiao with a smile on his face and said goodbye, turned around and went to the president's office,

"President, this is the terms of the contract that were discussed today. He bent down and handed over the papers with both hands, and the gray-haired, serious-looking man sitting at the desk took the papers and flipped through them.

After a few moments, his brow furrowed.

Pointing to a few terms that were different from the original content, the man asked, "Honda-kun, what's going on?"

Honda took out a handkerchief and wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and said ashamedly: "The two people from Diye Group, especially the general manager of Feng Yan, are really powerful, I, alas, I can't resist it." ”

The corners of the man's serious mouth pursed a deeper arc, and he severely criticized Honda: "I can't resist and can't give back the company's interests at will, Honda-kun, you disappointed me too much." ”

Honda's face turned pale, and he lowered his head in frustration and said yes.

The man stood up, slammed the document in his hand on the table, and said, "Tomorrow, I will personally meet this seal for a while." ”

The next day, Feng Yan and Zheng Xiao stepped into the conference room on time at one o'clock in the afternoon, and met a majestic man sitting on a black leather sofa.

The two looked at each other and knew that this must be the president of the Matsuri Group, Mr. Ishida.

Ishida raised his hand to stop Minister Honda's introduction, stood up and stretched out his hand.

Feng Yan showed a rare smile on his face and shook hands with Ishida.

Ishida's gaze carefully roamed over Feng Yan's body, and his face full of ravines also smiled with more lines.

"Mr. Feng, it's better to be famous than to meet. ”

The two let go of their hands tacitly, and Feng Yan smiled lightly: "President Ishida is also old and strong. ”

Two strangers who met for the first time were like old friends who had been friends for a long time, and they chatted cordially and friendly.

Listening to the hypocritical greetings, looking at the appearance of the old fritters in the shopping mall that Feng Yan rarely revealed, compared to the usual paralyzed face, Zheng Xiao coughed a few times with his fist to his mouth without missing a trace, to hide the hilarious laughter that rushed to his mouth.

Next, the atmosphere was heated up by the two, and Minister Honda handed over the contract in a timely manner.

The contract fell on the table, and there was a moment of silence in the air.

Ishida and Feng Yan sat on the sofa with calm faces, with unfinished smiles on their faces.

Zheng Xiao turned his head to cover his mouth, and only suppressed his smile and coughed dryly.

After half a ring, Ishida opened his mouth: "Mr. Feng, the original agreed share distribution was 30 percent, for the sake of you and me at first sight, I will give up two shares, only 28 percent, what do you think?"

Feng Yan smiled faintly, "Chairman Ishida, I guess you haven't read the contract carefully, but yesterday I discussed with Minister Honda, and your company's shares are already twenty-five percent." ”

Ishida's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "What? How could this happen?" He turned his head and asked Honda seriously: "Honda, is it real?"

The poor Minister Honda was sweating like rain, but he didn't dare to wipe it, so he quickly nodded and said, "Yes, President, I, I don't remember much." ”

Oh~

Zheng Xiao raised one eyebrow, and looked at the serious President Ishida with interest, it's really unexpected, but it's more fun.

His hand under the conference table scratched Feng Yan's thigh, Feng Yan watched Ishida's performance quietly, grabbed Zheng Xiao's messy fingers with his big hand, and pinched it a few times, which was regarded as a lesson.

Zheng Xiao is honest. 166 Reading Network