I Just Want to Divorce

Ye Fei didn't use much force, only if it swept across the ground, it seemed to carry electricity and sparks all the way up the place where the two touched, until it reached Yan Xiao's heart.

Yan Xiao was tense all over, and subconsciously grabbed Ye Fei's ankle.

Ye Fei raised her eyebrows and let him hold it without moving.

Yan Xiao lowered his eyes, the ankles in his palms were white and slender, and the early morning sunlight projected on the thin skin, creating a fragile beauty that was so beautiful that it made one's heart palpitate.

"Ye Fei," Yan Xiao called to him and said, "I have no problems with my ears, and there are no problems elsewhere."

"Oh?" Ye Fei stared at him with burning eyes, licked her lips, and said with a deep meaning, "Then who knows."

Yan Xiao was still holding his ankle, as if he had forgotten about it. He looked at Ye Fei for a while, and then said seriously, "I went to the hospital for a checkup only last month, and I can show you my medical report."

Ye Fei: "???"

The smile on Ye Fei's face froze.

Ye Fei only felt a mouthful of old blood stuck in her throat, almost choking him to death. He broke away Yan Xiao's hand and drank the milk out of the cup.

Damn, you look good, how can you not even do yellow-colored!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help but glared at Yan Xiao.

Yan Xiao was stunned by his stare, and after a while he called Ye Fei's name again: "Ye Fei."

"What!" Ye Fei responded angrily.

Yan Xiao pointed to the floor and said, "Don't go barefoot."

Although it was only the end of spring, Ye Fei was greedy for the cold. The air conditioner at home had already been turned on for cooling, and the indoor temperature was very low.

Ye Fei lowered her head and played with her phone, pretending not to hear.

He doesn't wear it, it's none of his business!

When Yan Xiao was silent for a while, he suddenly stood up, bent down and picked up the slippers kicked aside by Ye Fei.

Ye Fei saw his movements out of the corner of her eyes, and just wanted to ask him what he was doing, when suddenly it became dark, and Yan Xiao knelt down in front of him.

"You..." Ye Fei was so shocked that she was speechless.

Yan Xiao held Ye Fei's calf with one hand and put the slippers on his feet with the other. The movements are clumsy and ridiculous, and they have not been put on several times, but they are very serious, as if they are carrying out a very solemn work.

Ye Fei snorted and didn't start: "Mr. Yan's obsessive-compulsive disorder is really getting worse."

"It's not obsessive-compulsive disorder," Yan Xiao stood up, and a calm and steady voice entered Ye Fei's ears, "It's the cold floor."

After breakfast, Yan Xiao went to work as usual, while Ye Fei received the news of advocating Wen Yin—

[Chongshang Wenyin: Mr. Ye, the T-shirt you want has been printed and will be shipped in the afternoon. 】

Ye Fei, who was paralyzed on the sofa at first, got up and replied:

[Brother Fei: Move so fast? 】

Back there in seconds.

[Chongshang Wenyin: What do you want, Mr. Ye, hahahaha, of course soon. I was driven out from overtime last night. Do you think it was sent to the company, or did you give me another address? 】

Ye Fei flipped through the phone calendar, the day after tomorrow was the 25th anniversary of Dingyuan. Because it's a whole year, it's bigger than in previous years. He wasn't going to go, but now...

Ye Fei typed with a smile.

[Brother Fei: Send the company directly, how much money I will transfer to you. 】

A number was sent over there. After Ye Fei paid the money quickly, she found the WeChat account of Dingyuan's public relations director.

[Brother Fei: I will be in charge of the uniform costumes for the entire company for the anniversary celebration. It will be sent to you almost today. Please check it out for me. 】

The public relations director Yang Wenxin was brought up by Ye Fei, and he is very capable. Since he joined the company, Dingyuan has never had a public relations crisis.

[Yang Wenxin: Received. 】

Ye Fei looked at the dialogue between the two, thinking in her heart how to tell him about her leaving Dingyuan. He didn't want to reveal too much about the Ye family, but it was impossible not to tell Yang Wenxin.

Yang Wenxin is his absolute crony, Ye Yao will definitely liquidate him after he takes over, he can't let Yang Wenxin be unprepared at all.

Just when he was embarrassed, Yang Wenxin suddenly sent a series of messages.

[Yang Wenxin: President Ye, are you not in Dingyuan anymore? 】

[Yang Wenxin: Do you want to start your own business? 】

[Yang Wenxin: What about the anniversary, are you still here? 】

Ye Fei frowned and asked him—

【Brother Fei: How do you know? 】

[Yang Wenxin: I accidentally overheard Mr. Ye's phone call. 】

The dialog box at the top continued to display "inputting" for a while before the next message from Yang Wenxin came.

[Yang Wenxin: So what, Mr. Ye, let me tell you the truth, Mr. Xiao Ye doesn't sound very nice...]

Yang Wenxin didn't say anything in detail, but Ye Fei knew with her toes that he was kicked out of the company by his father or something.

He thought for a moment, and called Yang Wenxin directly: "Ye Yao is right, I really won't be in Dingyuan in the future."

"Where to?" The initial surprise passed, but Yang Wenxin had completely accepted the fact. He looked at his colleagues in the office who were working hard, and went to the corridor with his phone covered, "I'll come with you."

Without Ye Fei, he would still be a hard copywriter. For him, Ye Fei is not an exaggeration to say that it is Bole.

Ye Fei smiled: "Don't, I plan to rest for a while and stop by my friend's small company to help."

Yang Wenxin asked reluctantly, "What company?"

Ye Fei was helpless, so she had to tell the truth: "It's a small entertainment company that my friends and I opened, and it's not perfect in all aspects..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yang Wenxin: "Is there still a shortage of people over there?"

He really can't get along with Ye Yao and Ye's father. Even if he doesn't go with Ye Fei today, he will go somewhere else.

Seeing that he insisted, Ye Fei had to say: "Well, you can come directly after the anniversary."

"I can go now."

Ye Yao has long disliked him. If he proposes to resign, he may not even need a one-month handover period.

"This can't be done," the slyness in Ye Fei's eyes flashed, "I want you to do one thing for me."

He had wanted to go to the company himself and have employees wear those T-shirts for the anniversary. But since Yang Wenxin has decided to leave, he can do it directly.

Yang Wenxin: "You said."

Two days later, Dingyuan's anniversary.

The employees were holding the T-shirts in their hands, you look at me, I look at you, dumbfounded.

what's the situation? What's the picture of Mr. Ye Zong's street map printed on this T-shirt? Is this... is this a joke?

Although the employees couldn't figure it out, since it was an order from the company, they should wear it. It's not a shame for them anyway.

As a result, Dingyuan approached No. 300 employees and put on the T-shirts uniformly customized by Ye Fei. Looking at the past, it is Ye Yao Street x300, the effect is shocking.

Ye Yao attaches great importance to this anniversary, because this is the first step for him to officially take over Dingyuan.

After repeatedly looking in the mirror several times and making sure that he was dressed correctly, Ye Yao shook his head and walked into the venue with majestic steps.

Along the way, he always felt that many employees were peeking at him. Ye Yao unconsciously raised the corners of his lips and raised his chin higher. He will be the owner of Dingyuan in the future, just wait and see, he will manage the company better than Ye Fei.

He cleared his throat and silently recalled the speech he gave later. Out of the corner of his eyes, he inadvertently glanced at a staff member next to him, and the expression on his face suddenly cracked.

what happened? ! Why is there a picture of him being beaten on the T-shirt!

Ye Yao's eyes were splitting, and he pulled the employee: "What's going on? What's going on with the clothes?! Change them to me!"

However, what he didn't know was that because this matter was too curious, some employees had already taken a video and submitted it to the Weibo Big V Sand Sculpture Award, which is being enthusiastically forwarded by the melon eaters.

Although Dingyuan is not well-known in the industry, it is good to sign a few starlets. Once Ye Yao's identity was popularized, it aroused the enthusiasm of the melon eaters.

Soon, this incident became a hot search on Weibo, and it was accompanied by a very eye-catching title: Young man actually used his own photo...

[Hahahaha, I have never seen such a sand sculpture! I lost in the next]

[Kangkang's emoji package made by me! Being beaten by the society.jpg, fluttering on the street.jpg, hahahaha]

[Ask for the original image without watermark upstairs! 】

【Same request! 】

 …

Ye Yao flipped through the **** comments, and was so angry that he almost fainted, and roared at the assistant with a dark face: "Go to the contact person to withdraw from the hot search!"

The assistant ran out reluctantly, and after 20 minutes, he came back with his shoulders drooping: "Mr. Ye, I'm sorry, the hot search can't be withdrawn..."

Ye Yao slammed the phone against the wall: "Money is not a problem! No matter how much you want, you agree."

"No, no," the assistant said with a sad face and trembling, "Weibo was interviewed by the relevant departments today, and the hot search stopped for fifteen days..."

That is to say, the photo of Ye Yao's beating had to hang on the hot search for fifteen days.

This is tantamount to public execution. Ye Yao lifted the table and gritted his teeth: "Go away!"

"Hahahaha, you're too bad," Gu Ruijia put down the phone, and laughed so hard that tears almost burst out, "What kind of luck do you think Ye Yao is? You actually caught up with such a point."

Ye Fei also smiled: "I didn't expect it either."

Probably because I did too many bad things in my past life, so God couldn't see it.

The two got together and muttered for a long time, saving a lot of Ye Yao's expression packs, and then they began to talk about business.

"Yang Wenxin came just in time, our company is very short of people right now," Gu Ruijia patted his chest and promised, "Don't worry, I will definitely not treat the people you brought with me badly."

Ye Fei nodded: "I will come to the company these days to see if there are any projects worth investing in."

"Oh," Gu Ruijia looked at Ye Fei mockingly, "It's not easy, I thought you wanted to salt the fish to the end."

"No way," Ye Fei took a sip of tea, "If I want to get a divorce, I have to make money first."

"You haven't given up on this idea yet," Gu Ruijia didn't know what to say about him, so he thought again, "No, is there a relationship between the two?"

"Yes," Ye Fei spread her hands, "I owe Yan Xiao a lot of debt, so I have to pay it back to others."

Gu Ruijia frowned and pondered for a while, and then suddenly said shockingly: "It's fine if you don't get a divorce, you owe a debt, why can't you pay it back!"

Ye Fei: "???"