"Don't get excited, learn from Sister Meng, don't use your eyes when looking at men, you have to be attentive. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Qin Fen pointed at himself unceremoniously, "But anyone who looks at a man with his heart will feel that a man like Brother Fen is really good!" ”

Huang Ying was speechless, how could there be such a heartless and brazen man in Xindao?

Qin Fenxin said, if he is not "crazy", how can he withstand Leng Feng's aura.

"Huang Ying, you suggest you start investigating Xinyi Media Group!"

"What for?" Huang Ying glanced at Xia Meng.

Qin Fen waved his hand vigorously and said, "Let's see if there is a breakthrough?" ”

Xia Meng had been holding back his laughter, and he was a little surprised when he heard this. Even if Qin Fen didn't say it, she had already asked Huang Ying to do it.

"Xia Meng, don't be polite to your father, let him spend money to buy Xinyi Media." When Qin Fen said this, the whole person became excited. To be honest, he really had a flash of inspiration, but he didn't know that what he was talking about was right.

Seeing that Xia Meng, Huang Ying, and Leng Feng were speechless, Qin Fen naturally said three or four more words when they were shocked by themselves, and after foaming at the mouth, he accepted it when he saw it, clapped his hands and said, "That's it, it's time for breakfast!" With that, he turned around and slipped away.

Huang Ying saw that Qin Fen had disappeared all of a sudden, and her face showed an undoubted look, and said, "How did he know?" ”

Xia dreamed for a moment and said, "Guess." ”

Leng Feng smiled and said, "This kid is pure nonsense, it's just that the blind cat meets the dead mouse." ”

Huang Ying patted her forehead.

The group had breakfast and went back to their rooms to work.

Qin Fen first followed Huang Ying's instructions to register an ID on Songjiang TV's Songguang Media website, appeared under the name of "Brother Fen", and opened Weibo.

After the registration was completed, Qin Fen called Li Jing and asked her to certify it.

After passing, Qin Fen published his first Weibo: I am Huofeng's agent. Before the mystery of Huofeng is revealed, Huofeng does not accept any endorsements and commercial performances, thank you for your love. My mobile phone has been closed for a long time, and I have a short message on the station.

After posting Weibo, Qin Fen took out his mobile phone again, edited this Weibo, and sent it to those who got through last night and didn't get through to him.

There were more than 100 calls, and Qin Fen developed them one by one, and it took an hour to complete it.

At around ten o'clock, Qin Fen got up and went to the kitchen to start work and prepare lunch.

The refrigerator was full of the freshest ingredients, no worse than the ones Qin Fen got from Feilai Peak.

Leng Feng sat quietly in the room, in a posture that Qin Fen had never seen before, his legs crossed, looking like he was riding and squatting on top of something.

Xia Meng listened to music for a while as usual, and then read a book for a while.

The media reports on Huofeng are overwhelming, and how to deal with Dai Zong and Fang Yiwei, Xia Meng doesn't bother with this brain.

She was very calm in her heart, but when she remembered what Leng Feng said to Qin Fen, her heart rippled slightly.

Leng Feng was too obvious to Qin Fen, maybe he had some deep meaning.

Tempted for Daddy?

See if he can handle the pressure from George Song?

That's probably what that is in mind.

At eleven o'clock, Huang Ying came down from the second floor on time and turned on the LCD TV hanging on the wall, which was playing Songjiang Satellite TV's "Noon Live Broadcast".

Huang Ying went to the kitchen to do things, the big head was Qin Fen's, and she also prepared two Western dishes, a pumpkin soup and a mashed potato.

Compared with the ingredients that Qin Fen placed on the long quartz table, Huang Ying knew that what she did was a little shabby, and she was purely for the sake of her presence.

Qin Fen was already intoxicated, holding a spoon in his hand and waving it, as if he was conducting an orchestra.

Compared with the style of men, it is looking for death; Compared with the cooking skills of the man, there is a different world!

"Huang Ying! Huang Ying! Don't look at this, see if there is "A Bite of China", look at that, it has a sense of generation! Qin Fen shouted and threw a prismatic carp into the oil pot, and the beautiful sound of "Zizi" came to his nose with the fragrance of frying.

At half past eleven, five dishes and one soup were ready, and Qin Fen shouted upstairs: "It's time to eat!" ”

It didn't take long for Xia Meng to come down from the second floor.

Leng Feng also walked out of the room on the first floor.

Qin Fen straightened his chest and pulled out his belly, feeling a sense of accomplishment in his heart, but unfortunately, Miss Lin did not come back.

There were four people at a table, sitting down to eat, the women didn't say anything, their eyebrows danced when they ate, even Leng Feng frowned slightly, thinking it was delicious to the extreme.

"You know, my trick to stir-frying is to use good water." Qin Fen proudly broke the news.

"It's, the two buckets of water you brought in the morning?" Huang Ying stuffed a honey roasted wing in her mouth, and her speech was a little slurred.

"That's the spring water of Feilai Peak, I asked someone to transport it."

"That's an exaggeration." Leng Feng smiled and didn't care.

Xia Meng believed it. The divine spring can cure her illness and use it to cook dishes, it is not surprising that it is delicious, it turns out that Qin Fen's good cooking skills come from this.

Xia Meng didn't think much about it, thinking that it was really sent by his fellow countrymen.

Leng Feng secretly praised in his heart, but this doesn't mean anything, at most he is a clever cook, and there is still a long way to go if he wants to be with the eldest lady.

Huang Ying thought about whether Qin Fen's words were true or false, and she was not afraid that she would want to steal his cooking skills and prevaricate.

The four of them enjoyed the food with their tongues and taste buds, and their minds were different. At this moment, a so-called live interview broadcast on the LCD TV attracted everyone's attention.

"I'm Xiaomei, a reporter from "Entertainment Broadcast", and last night "The Masked Singer" premiered, and the ratings historically broke through the second place in the country, triggering a boom in online and offline discussions." The beautiful and charming reporter, the gentle and clear voice, accompanied by the busy background of the People's Square, has a sense of generation.

"Just now we have randomly interviewed ten citizens, nine of them watched last night's "The Masked Singer", and six of them think that Huofeng is Xia Meng, let's interview another one."

Qin Fen recognized the scene as the place where he stood for the first time when he tried his brother, and the beautiful female reporter greeted a middle-aged man wearing a hat and a mask.

"Hello, can I interview you?"

"You ......"

"I'm a reporter for Songjiang TV's Entertainment Broadcast."

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly became excited, and he said, "Are you really?" ”

"This is our work card, this is our camera, that car is our live news car, and our conversation at this moment is on TV, watch!" Xiaomei's reporter pointed casually, and the cameraman's camera immediately followed, and the large LCD screen of the gold and silver buildings showed the real scene of her interview in real time.

The middle-aged man's expression became even more excited, and he said, "What a coincidence! I'm looking for you! ”

There is a situation, Qin Fenxin said.

"This Xiaomei's name is Zhuang Xiaomei, and she is He Lingfeng's right-hand man." Huang Ying said immediately.