The car drove for almost ten minutes and arrived at Yuan Ji Dessert House. Feng Beichen got out of the car in person and soon got into the car with several bags of desserts.
"These are for you."
Feng Beichen's voice came from the screen, and he was seen handing three or four bags to the staff behind the camera. The screen flashed by, and the sharp-eyed fans still saw the desserts in the bags, and the live broadcast room started again.
The screen refreshed.
[Ah! Ah! This is the most popular truffle pancake bought by Yuan Ji. I was lucky enough to eat it once, more than thirty pieces per piece. There are at least twenty pieces in this box!】
[Tch, the above is just ignorant. Nothing from Yuan Ji is cheap. Just the rose cakes Mr. Feng just mentioned. A box of five costs more than 200 yuan. I think Mr. Feng just bought seven.
There are eight boxes!]
[Sure enough, we cannot understand the world of rich people. Is this too luxurious? 】
[The yin and yang monster above, it is someone else’s business to have money. Also, didn’t you watch the live broadcast just now? Have you seen the charity foundation established by Mr. Feng and Fairy Luo? The couple donated 2.5 billion as soon as they started.
,Can’t you shut up all of you keyboard warriors?】
[Don’t be too serious with those people whose cerebellum is smaller than a soybean. If you talk too much, it will appear that we are too smart.]
Because of some unfriendly remarks, there was another commotion in the live broadcast room, but Feng Beichen still didn't know about it. He got in the car and continued to deal with his work, and the car drove slowly towards Dongwan No. 1
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Dongwan No. 1 is not far from the city center. It is an older community, but the internal environment of the community is not old at all. Even some newly opened communities cannot compare with it.
The car slowly drove in, and the program crew also knew how to capture the attention of the audience before the live broadcast and slowly turned the camera to the outside of the car.
[No. 1 East Bay, I didn’t expect that Mr. Feng and Fairy Luo live here. It is said that the cheapest house here costs one to two hundred million! 】
Someone in the live broadcast room started to popularize science.
[No. 1 East Bay is a real estate developed by Yaoyuan Real Estate ten years ago. Those who can live here are dignitaries and dignitaries. To put it exaggeratedly, even top-notch people in the entertainment industry may not be able to live here. 】
[Our Fairy Luo is the little princess of the Yaoyuan Group. Can she be an ordinary entertainment star? 】
[Mr. Feng is not ordinary. Have you read last year’s financial report of Feng Group? The annual net profit in Asia alone is as high as more than 8 billion U.S. dollars! Dear friends, see clearly, this is U.S. dollars!]
[Wow, the villas here are so beautiful. How many lifetimes will I have to work to live in them? 】
[Don’t dream about the above, a friendly reminder. In fact, you can enter through other ways, such as becoming a member of the property management here. I’m going to apply for the security guard job in this community.]
[Hahaha! Not just anyone can be a security guard at East Bay No. 1. I heard that the minimum monthly salary for a security guard is more than 10,000 yuan, and an ordinary cleaner can still earn 7,000 to 8,000 yuan! 】
At this time, the number of people in the live broadcast room has exceeded 15 million. The program director has been staring at the four live broadcast backstages. Seeing such a high number of online people in Feng Beichen and Xiao Siluo's live broadcast room, he did not close his mouth.
Pass.
"Sure enough, we really hired the right people this time. With these two people, it's hard for our program not to be popular. By the way, what do the advertisers say?"
"Director, I was just about to report to you when several advertisers called, hoping to advertise in our program, and the advertising fees they paid were very good."
"Okay, you can handle this matter. One principle is that the advertising products must be consistent with the content of the program. You can't just accept anything. In addition, you can tell the assistant director in charge of Mr. Feng and Teacher Xiao that you must shoot more of them.
Interactive graphics, this is all money!”
While the director and his assistant were chatting, Feng Beichen finally returned to his and Xiao Siluo's current residence, the Xiao family's villa in Kyoto.
Xiao Yingxi originally planned to stay in Kyoto to take care of the pregnant Xiao Siluo, but in the end she was persuaded by Xiao Siluo to return and followed Masnian back to Luo City.
Feng Beichen also promised repeatedly that he would take good care of Xiao Siluo. In addition, Xiao Yingxi did not want to appear on the show because of the recording of the show, so they decided to wait until Xiao Siluo was a month old before they came to Kyoto.
After the live broadcast camera captured the entire villa, the screen changed.
Now there are cameras everywhere in the villa, and the program director has adjusted the scene to the master bedroom of Xiao Siluo and Feng Beichen.
In the bedroom, the light was dim, the curtains were drawn, and it was extremely quiet. In the camera, you could only vaguely see a bulging figure on the bed.
After a while, Feng Beichen appeared in the camera. He did not rush to draw the curtains, but came to the bed, leaned over and touched the little head on the bed, and said in a low voice.
"Honey, are you awake?"
A soft murmur came from the live broadcast interface, and immediately, a pair of slender hands hugged Feng Beichen, and Feng Beichen lowered his body.
The live broadcast room was abuzz again.
【Ah ah ah... Is this something I can watch without paying for it? 】
[Ah, Fairy Luo...ahhh! Is Fairy Luo so cute in private? 】
[The overbearing president and his little wife are so déjà vu! What a fairy scene this is. 】
[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu It’s noon, what a cruel dog, do I still need lunch? 】
In the bedroom, Feng Beichen kissed Xiao Siluo on the cheek, and then whispered something in her ear.
"Honey, it's already live broadcast."
As soon as the voice fell, the hand around Feng Beichen's neck paused, and then he pushed Feng Beichen away. Xiao Siluo was completely covered by the quilt.
"Why didn't you remind me? It's so embarrassing!"
Feng Beichen didn't expect Xiao Siluo to react so strongly, but he felt it was particularly cute. He stretched out his hand to pull the quilt down, hugged Xiao Siluo again, and coaxed softly.
"Okay, we haven't done anything, don't be shy, get up quickly, I bought you Yuan Ji's rose cake, it's still warm."
As soon as he heard that there was food, Xiao Siluo immediately became greedy, his round eyes widened, revealing his desire for delicious food.
Since morning sickness, Xiao Siluo's appetite has changed a lot, but he still likes Yuan Ji's desserts. This also makes Feng Beichen feel relieved, otherwise Xiao Siluo cannot eat snail powder, stinky tofu and the like every day.
thing.
After that, Xiao Siluo quickly got up and washed up. Because she was at home, she picked some comfortable and loose clothes to change into, and then went downstairs.
Because it was a recording of a program, Feng Beichen didn't ask a nanny to follow him. Anyway, he only recorded for two days a week.
While Xiao Siluo was washing up, Feng Beichen was already busy in the kitchen.
After returning, Feng Beichen also changed into comfortable home clothes and now wore an apron and was busy in the kitchen. Now, the live broadcast room became lively again.
[Is the boss like this in private? Doesn’t this kind of plot only appear in idol dramas? 】
[Looking at Mr. Feng’s skillful operation techniques, it is definitely not for character creation.]
[Come on, who can learn how to do it in order to create a character? Ahhhh... my mouth is watering. 】
[Didn’t you tell me to make breakfast for Fairy Luo? Who has to stir the spoon for breakfast? 】
[I just want to know if Fairy Luo can’t peel eggs with her hands? Why does Mr. Feng still have to peel off the egg shells? 】
[I dote on my wife, but Fairy Luo’s hands are for playing the piano, so of course I have to take good care of them.]
[I suddenly felt that my boyfriend was no longer attractive. He seemed to be nothing but a man.]
[This is not leaving a way for men to survive. It doesn’t matter if they are handsome and rich. If they are so good at cooking, they can tolerate it. Why do they still dote on their wives so much? They are simply a model of male virtue! 】
When the fans in the live broadcast room were scrolling, Xiao Siluo went downstairs after washing up. When she heard the sound from the kitchen, she walked over. When she saw Feng Beichen making breakfast for her, she walked over and hugged Feng Beichen from behind.
Chen, leaned lazily on his back.
"Hubby, I'm so hungry."
"You go drink a glass of milk first, eat this egg first, and then I'll cook you some noodles. It'll be ready in a while."
Feng Beichen said dotingly, as if coaxing a child.
Xiao Siluo still hugged Feng Beichen tightly and said coquettishly.
"No, I will hold you."
"Okay, then let's hold you. Did you not sleep enough?"
Xiao Siluo nodded and said.
"Hmm, I was too late to arrange the music last night."
"You have the nerve to say that I told you to go to bed early but you didn't listen. Don't forget, you can't stay up late now."
When Xiao Siluo heard this, he immediately nodded obediently, like a child who had made a mistake.
"Yeah, yeah, make sure you go to bed early tonight. By the way, do you have any plans for this afternoon?"
Although the program team repeatedly emphasized that they were only filming their daily lives, they also expressed tactfully that they hoped to have some interesting interactive scenes. Feng Beichen himself said that he would arrange them, and Xiao Siluo only had to follow them.
"Okay, I'm looking forward to it very much!"
Xiao Siluo looked up at Feng Beichen and said expectantly. Feng Beichen smiled slightly, rubbed her furry little head and nodded.
"I promise you won't be disappointed. Let's go and have breakfast."
With that said, the two walked to the restaurant.
Feng Beichen had already had breakfast, but it was noon now, so he cooked a lot of dishes, including light millet porridge and side dishes that went well with rice.
The dining table was very quiet, and Feng Beichen brought some dishes to Xiao Siluo from time to time.
Xiao Siluo had a good appetite today. He ate a rose cake, an egg, and a small bowl of millet porridge. Finally, he picked two mouthfuls of noodles in front of Feng Beichen, and finally sat lazily on the chair.
He rubbed his belly with both hands, obviously feeling a little stuffed.
"Now that you're done, why don't I accompany you to the yard to eat?"
Feng Beichen put down his bowl and chopsticks and said with concern. Xiao Siluo immediately shook his head and said.
"No, I'll just go to the living room and walk around. When should we set off?"
Xiao Siluo looked at the clock on the wall, it was not yet twelve o'clock.
"It's still early, you can still take a nap."
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Siluo rolled his eyes.
"You really treated me like a pig. I ate and slept, and slept and ate."
Hearing this, Feng Beichen chuckled lightly.
"Even if you are, then you are still the cutest pig."
"Humph, I'm not sleepy, not at all."
"Okay, let's leave at one o'clock. I'm going to have a video conference later."
Feng Beichen told his story, and Xiao Siluo immediately nodded in understanding.
"Okay, then I'll go to the flower room at the back to rest for a while. Come and call me when you're ready."
After saying that, Xiao Siluo rubbed his belly and left the restaurant, but before leaving, he also took away the fruit plate that was basically untouched on the table.