CH 19.2

When Yan Xiao subverted their impression of technology bigwigs in the video, the contrast created an appeal to the melon-eaters. Soon, “buying local products for Ye Fei” broke through the topics discussing <<The Legend of the Empress Dowager>> and rushed up the hot search.

There is no privacy in the Internet age, not to mention Ye Fei was not part of the common masses. In less than an hour, his personal information was revealed. He had graduated from the top university in China, his family owned a small film and television company, and he got married with Yan Xiao half a year ago. However, it was the photo attached at the back that caused a sensation. 

Ye Fei was caught leaning against the wall smoking a cigarette in a provoking black shirt.

He was tall and tall, with a slender waist and long legs. As he bit the cigarette butt, his thin lips parted slightly. His side profile was delicate, and had a clearly distinguished jawline. When he was photographed, he looked slightly in the direction of the camera as if he was called, with a neutral expression on his face.

In the lingering white smoke, his look was cold and wild, as if it could penetrate the lens.

“I love this look! No wonder he could marry President Yan!” 

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaly beautiful, wild and arrogant! I won’t hide my intentions, I want to F*ck him!”

“He’s so handsome! I don’t know whether to envy Ye Fei or President Yan…”

“This pair is a perfect match!! My beauty gauge is satisfied!”

“I’m very envious! President Yan goes to the meeting and still thinks about Ye Fei. The relationship between the two must be very good.”

However, these face-con compliments started to go awry once people started to turn out Ye Fei’s black material.

“Stop licking, Ye Fei is just an embroidered pillow. Some time ago, his father kicked him out of his company because of his blind investment. The announcement is still on Dingyuan’s official blog.”

“While he lacks the ability, he has the cunning, so he managed to deceive a dull engineering man like President Yan.”

“People in the film and television industry have heard about Ye Fei before. He had to spend one million for an IP worth a few hundred thousand. He’s a joke in the industry.” 

What was going on? The melon eaters did not expect that seeing a beauty could unearth other melons. They reached out to Dingyuan’s official blog suspiciously, but found Ye Fei’s resignation announced.

“This… I don’t know what to say. I feel sorry for President Yan, obviously he could find something better.”

“Ye Fei’s investment money came from President Yan. He doesn’t feel bad spending other people’s money. It’s a little nauseating.”

“It doesn’t have to be like this, as long as President Yan is happy.” 

“Hey, forget it, delete the photo I just saved.”

Feixiao Technology and Yan Xiao’s face were already popular. Coupled with the reversal of Ye Fei’s character design, “buy local products for Ye Fei” came to the top, surpassing other topics in one fell swoop, and rising to the top of the hot search.

Ye Fei was too busy these days to bother about his popularity.

With the east wind of <<The Legend of the Empress Dowager>>, IP quietly became popular. The cheap values of intellectual property were now history and even slightly popular works started at a million. 

Even so, major film and television companies could not produce these works. Tianxi had already harvested all potential IP, and the major companies could only beggar themselves to ask for the copyright.

Gu Ruijia was so happy that he could not close his mouth, and could finally let loose the frustration he had withheld. He pushed a contract in front of Ye Fei and said proudly, “The film and television copyright of <<No Return>> was sold to Baofeng Media, eight figures.”

“You don’t know, those film and television companies that were so proud before. In order to buy IP, they kowtowed before us. Let them laugh at us! Their mouths were so rotten, and now they’re off to the crematorium!” Gu Ruijia’s excitement grew and he whipped out his phone. “No, I have to send a Weibo to celebrate.”

“Don’t mention the specific amount.” Ye Fei reminded him. 

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After posting on Weibo, Gu Ruijia was filled with a sense of refreshment. Just as he was waiting to read the comments, the phone rang. It was his assistant, telling him that a film and television company was interested in a household intrigue novel in Tianxi’s hands. They wanted to talk to Gu Ruijia, and asked when he had the time. Gu Ruijia could not pass this up, and thus did not know what kind of waves his Weibo post made.

“F*ck! True or false! Didn’t someone in the circle just break the news that IP is worthless?” 

“That was before! After <<The Legend of the Empress Dowager>> became popular, the price of IP also went up. I just described to you how it is! And you told me that there was something wrong with Ye Fei’s brain!”

“It’s fake, how could it be so high! Gu Ruijia must have come out on purpose to whitewash Ye Fei.”

“F*ck! It’s true, Baofeng Media’s official blog liked it.”

“That’s why Ye Fei is a very scary man! How could he expect the price of IP to skyrocket?” 

“One IP was bought for 1 million, but sold for 10 million. It’s almost a profit! What random investment? Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, I love Ye Fei!”

“Sure enough, bigshots only marry other bigshots…”

“I’m hooked on this matching pair!”

The continuous reversal satisfied the melon-eaters, and the search results followed the increase in popularity of the topic. 

When Father Ye heard about this, he was taking Ye Yao to a banquet. He was determined to cultivate his youngest son, so he naturally wanted to hand over the contacts he knew to Ye Yao.

“A-Yao is obedient and sensible, Lao Ye is really lucky.”

“Hey, come on.” Father Ye’s grin had stretched to his ears, and he pretended to be humble, “What blessing, I’m content with not getting mad.”

“No,” said another person, “Why is A-Yao making you angry?” 

“It’s not him,” Father Ye snorted, “It’s his brother! Maybe you’ve heard of it. What’s the point of hoarding IP? He refused to listen to me! So what if you can earn a small sum, it’s more disastrous if it makes a huge loss.”

Father Ye took a long sigh, his look that of a forgiving father. “I’m not afraid of your jokes, that child just can’t support himself. Fortunately, A-Yao is here, otherwise I don’t know what to do. As long as Ye Fei has half of his younger brother’s abilities, I won’t let him leave the company.”

Having been in the film and television industry all the year round, Father Ye is well versed in stepping on others to propel another. Today, he deliberately mentioned Ye Fei to serve as a foil for Ye Yao. In his opinion, Ye Fei was only useful for this.

After speaking, Father Ye secretly waited for his friends to agree. However, for some reason, he felt that his friends were acting a little strange today. 

After an awkward silence, a person who had a good relationship with Father Ye started to speak. “Old Ye, haven’t you been paying attention to this aspect recently? The price of IP has gone up now.”

Father Ye was startled. After Ye Fei had snatched <<No Return>>, he really did not pay attention to online novels. What was wrong with in-house screenwriters! Why spend so much money on a semi-finished product!

“Where can that stuff go up if it goes up!” It’s not enough to make tens of thousands of dollars for an IP.” Father Ye dismissed his son’s actions with a wave. “You don’t need to say good things about him, I really made up my mind this time. Even if I have no successor, I would rather close Dingyuan than let Ye Fei come back to make a fool of himself!”

“That…” Finally, someone could not bear to listen, “Lao Ye, IP has indeed increased a lot.” 

“How much?” Father Ye said disdainfully. Could it be worth hundreds of thousands?

“Your Ye Fei sold one today, and the price is eight figures.”

With a bang, the wine glass in Father Ye’s hand fell to the ground. He ignored his splattered leather shoes and trousers, grabbed the man and asked, “How much? Are you kidding me?”

“What’s there to joke about? If you don’t believe me, you can read it online.” The man sneered, secretly deciding that he must stay away from Father Ye in the future. For someone like him with no vision or vision, there is no need for cooperation at all. 

Father Ye and Ye Yao grabbed their phones at the same time, and after a glance, their faces turned blue. This time, the person being mocked became Father Ye. If he was not so short-sighted, then it would not be Tianxi but Dingyuan who made a lot of money this time.

And it was clear from this incident that Father Ye had not treated Ye Fei as he had said. Otherwise, he would not have kicked Ye Fei out of his company. His child should be stronger than the ginseng in other people’s hands even if he had made a mistake.

Fortunately, Ye Fei could stand up for himself, otherwise he would have long been ruined by this biased father.

– Ye Fei was born to Father Ye’s first wife. Sure enough, once your stepmother arrives, your stepfather comes along too. Ye Yao appears to be very simple, but easily stepped on his brother to power. It was terrifying to know the kind of person who would ignore blood relations, and it was best to stay away from them in the future. 

Father Ye did not know that he was about to become a joke in the circle, and he was hurting. What does it feel like to miss out on tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of pure profits?

Father Ye clutched his chest. On one hand, he wanted to slap his son for instigating him to clear the relationship between Dingyuan and Ye Fei, and on the other, he wanted to slap himself for listening to Ye Yao.

Not long after Yan Xiao got on the plane, he received a WeChat message from Ma Jianfang, the head of Feixiao’s public relations department, and knew that he and Ye Fei were on Weibo’s hot search.

After staying in Feixiao for five years, Ma Jianfang naturally understood the temper of his own boss. If he was the only one on the hot search, Ma Jianfang would immediately contact Weibo to delete it. 

But who knew what the boss wanted when both Ye Fei and Yan Xiao were together on the hot search. It was safer to ask.

Yan Xiao frowned briefly and clicked into the topic.

At this time, because of Gu Ruijia’s Weibo post, the black comments had been pushed down. The first few comments were full of rainbow farts, praising Yan Xiao, Ye Fei, and even the two as a couple. It painted a harmonious picture.

Yan Xiao glanced at the words “very good match”, “fairy lovers” and “this pair blows me up”. A faint smile crept up the corners of his lips. He scrolled down the comments one by one, saved the screenshots that he thought were good, and moved them to an album called “Ye Fei”, before telling Ma Jianfang to pull him off the hot search. 

Cheng Minghao choked. The popularity would have given them the opportunity to market a wave of new games to ensure a steady profit without loss. Fortunately, the interview video could not be public locked. Yan Xiao was not the only one in it, and it was barely able to gain some popularity.

So, Ye Fei only saw that interview when he went on Weibo.

It was Wednesday, and thus Yan Xiao wore the designated dark blue suit exclusively for Wednesday. His back was straight, and he said that he was going to buy local products for Ye Fei very seriously. It seems that no matter what interviews or Internet conferences are, they were not as important to him as buying local products.

Ye Fei could not describe what he felt as he watched that video and Yan Xiao’s hurrying back. Yan Xiao was the best to him in two lifetimes even when including his own family. No matter the reason why Yan Xiao lied to him about marriage, he could not be angry with him. Ye Fei sighed and closed his browser window before standing up and heading into the living room. 

Ye Fei did not wait too long. As soon as he finished one third of a variety show, there was a sound at the entrance. Immediately afterwards, the security door was pulled open, and Yan Xiao walked in with a bag.

As if it had not been nearly three hours of travel, his suit had no creases.

“I’m back,” Yan Xiao greeted Ye Fei. “Are you watching TV?” He glanced throughout the room. Ye Fei let out an “um”. His eyes fell on Yan Xiao’s face, as if to see the secret he was hiding.

Yan Xiao’s Adam’s apple moved, and he looked away briefly, before staring back at him. 

“I brought you Jiangcheng’s specialties.” He told Ye Fei.

“I know, I’ve seen the video,” Ye Fei’s lips curled up and he asked with great interest, “What is it, can I see it now?” Yan Xiao agreed, and pretended to naturally sit next to Ye Fei before opening the bag. Ye Fei had made a lot of guesses: a snack, or a small thing like a wallet keychain; but he never expected that Yan Xiao would buy anything so strange.

Ye Fei looked at the box of lighters, speechless.

“Is this it?” Jiangcheng is located in the south of the Yangtze River and is rich in silk. Why did Yan Xiao come back with a bunch of lighters! 

“Yes,” Yan Xiao said very firmly, “I think it suits you very well.”

“But…” Ye Fei was stunned, he did not want to insult Yan Xiao, but he really could not understand what he was thinking, “Can’t you buy this kind of thing downstairs?”

“Of course not,” Yan Xiao showed Ye Fei the small pattern printed on the lighter, “I have confirmed that this is unique to Jiangcheng.”

Ye Fei looked up at him and found that he was serious. He could not help but laugh. This really was indeed something Yan Xiao could do. Maybe because he was silent for too long, Yan Xiao keenly sensed something was wrong. 

“Don’t you like it?” His voice was a little low, but his tone was still smooth and without fluctuations, as if there was no difference between the high-profile President Yan and the present, but he started to speak more, as if trying to assuage a guilty conscience.

“It’s okay,” Yan Xiao looked into Ye Fei’s eyes and questioned, “What do you like? I’ll ask someone to apply for a flight route and go to Jiangcheng to buy it.”

Let Ye Fei not worry.

“I can keep the pilot hired till then.” 

His exaggerated gesture made Ye Fei want to laugh. Yan Xiao was so serious, as if it was not a hassle to arrange a private jet for Ye Fei and apply for a flight route, as long as Ye Fei was happy.

Ye Fei’s heart was slightly sore and sweet. He did not know why, but he suddenly could not look at Yan Xiao directly. But Yan Xiao still stared at him unblinkingly, as if he would never give up until he answered. So Ye Fei told him, “I like it, it’s very practical and beautiful.”

He deliberately changed the subject, trying to get himself out of this strange situation

“Why do you think this suits me?” This time, the silent person became Yan Xiao. The laughter of the variety show echoed in the living room. Ye Fei felt it to be too noisy and wanted to lower the volume, but he could not find the remote control after searching for a long time. He stood up, intending to search for the remote in the folds of the sofa. 

Yan Xiao mistakenly thought he was leaving, and subconsciously held Ye Fei’s wrist. The moment Ye Fei looked over, he immediately let go.

“Ye Fei.” Yan Xiao called his name.

“Yeah.”

“You must bring a lighter when you go out in the future.” Not in a commanding tone, but with a calmness that softened Ye Fei’s heart. Ye Fei could not help thinking that Yan Xiao was arrogant, and deliberately teased him, “Is Mr. Yan so domineering? That I have to carry his gift all the time.” 

“No.”

“What is that?” There was another silence. Just when Ye Fei was about to make some small talk to alleviate the situation, Yan Xiao suddenly said, “Light your own cigarette.”

He looked into Ye Fei’s eyes with a serious tone: “Stop borrowing fire from others, okay?

“What’s wrong with borrowing fire?” Ye Fei raised his eyebrows in disapproval, “I—” 

Ye Fei’s voice stopped abruptly.

Because he remembered that, in Yan Xiao’s eyes, borrowing fire was not borrowing a lighter, but borrowing the other party’s burning cigarette butts.