Start live broadcast, my fish tail can't be hidden

After asking, Lei Chi has been staring at Feng Chengyuan silently. Under his seemingly calm surface, his whole nerves have begun to tense up.

Only his comrades and subordinates knew how talented Feng Chengyuan was. If nothing unexpected had happened, he might have surpassed the former Marshal Feng and become another miracle of the Seventh Legion.

However, Feng Chengyuan has now locked himself up at home. If he had not contacted them occasionally, they would have thought that Feng Chengyuan was going to leave the legion completely.

It is precisely because of this that Lei Chi has such concerns, fearing that Feng Chengyuan will never return to the legion.

It was clearly only a short wait, but to Lei Chi it seemed like a very long time had passed.

Finally, Feng Chengyuan raised his eyes and looked at him, and said calmly but firmly: "Yes."

Lei Chi was stunned. His expression changed from stunned at first to ecstasy slowly, and finally his face was filled with a silly smile that was totally inconsistent with his temperament. In the blink of an eye, his iron-blooded temperament disappeared.

For some reason I feel like a Tibetan Mastiff transformed into a little golden retriever.

"Well, then, Admiral, please have a good rest. We are all waiting for your return."

Having said that, Lei Chi once again gave a standard military salute, but this time his face was no longer serious, but instead had a smile that he could not hide.

Feng Chengyuan looked at the loyal adjutant on the screen, and the look in his eyes gradually faded from cold to soft. He didn't say anything more and hung up the call. The light screen in front of him disappeared in an instant.

The room fell into silence again, but this time there was no doubt in Feng Chengyuan's eyes. Instead, he was full of determination about what he was going to do next.

The most important thing now is to find out the person who framed me behind the scenes, instead of worrying about some problems that I can't understand at all.

Thinking of this, Feng Chengyuan felt suddenly enlightened, and the tangle that had been accumulating in his heart was finally resolved.

There was a sound outside the door again, but Feng Chengyuan looked over and heard no sound. He knew it must be Yun Miao again, but he didn't know how she came back?

Yun Miao went downstairs to bring the food to Feng Chengyuan. Although Feng Chengyuan said he didn't want to eat, Yun Miao thought that he might not be hungry at the moment, but might be hungry later, so he brought the food up and placed it at the door.

The meal plate with automatic keep-warm function is placed on the small table at the door, so Yun Miao is not worried that the food will get cold if left for a long time.

She looked at the still closed door and hesitated whether to remind Feng Chengyuan, but thinking that he might be dealing with important matters, after hesitating for a while, she finally did not disturb Feng Chengyuan and turned around and left.

After Yun Miao left for a while, Feng Chengyuan opened the door of the room and happened to see the plate placed at the door.

Feng Chengyuan paused, and his expression became a little complicated when he looked at the plate.

He frowned slightly, looking a little worried, but soon his brows relaxed and he reached out to bring the plate into the house.

The door was closed again.

For the next two days, Yun Miao stayed comfortably at home, doing a fixed two-hour live broadcast every day. Although he did not sing throughout the whole process every time, the popularity of the live broadcast room seemed to have broken through some shackles and was steadily increasing every day. Even the rewards seemed to have made a qualitative leap compared to before.

After Wang Chen had reached an agreement with Yun Miao, he quickly sent Yun Miao a detailed plan. After quickly reading it, Yun Miao found that although Wang Chen was a little fat, he was a man with great financial acumen. Now that he had his help, he and his father said that it would be difficult to lose in the so-called bet.

After signing the confirmation letter of equity share, Yun Miao sent Wang Chen the recipes she had prepared for the reopening of Genting Restaurant. She had already registered the copyright of these things on Star Network when she sorted them out, so she would not be afraid of Genting Restaurant's dishes being copied after they became popular.

In addition to communicating with Wang Chen about cooperation matters, Yun Miao also took the opportunity to contact the people from Moya Live and discussed the signing of the contract with them on Star Online. After confirming that the contract given by the other party was reasonable, Yun Miao directly signed the contract.

Since Yun Miao is a newcomer, there is naturally no comparison between him and those big anchors in terms of contract signing. However, as Moya Live has achieved the largest position of its kind on Star Network, it is naturally not a black-hearted boss who mistreats its anchors. In terms of contract profit sharing, Moya Live has also clearly stated that the platform will only take 30% of any rewards given during the live broadcast.

Yun Miao was very satisfied with this. After all, the share he got after signing the contract was much more than the 50-50 split before the contract was signed.

In addition, Yun Miao discovered that there seemed to be something different about Feng Chengyuan, but if he looked closely, he could not find any problems at all.

Being turned away that day did not make Yun Miao feel unhappy at all, but after that, Feng Chengyuan's attitude towards her seemed to have improved a lot, at least it seemed warmer than before.

I don’t know if I figured something out when I was locked in the room that day?

Yun Miao really couldn't understand the reasons behind these changes and could only complain in his heart.

Just when Yun Miao felt that such a life was so comfortable, a communication brought her good days to an end in an instant.

"What? You want me to go back to the Feng family's old house with you?"

Yun Miao was curled up on the sofa in the living room watching a TV series when he suddenly heard what Feng Chengyuan said to him. He stood up in surprise.

Feng family’s old house?

It was the first time that Yun Miao knew that Feng Chengyuan's family actually had an ancestral house in Peng City, close to the West Sea, quite a distance from here.

She had always thought that the General's Mansion was the entire Feng family, but it turned out that she was too narrow-minded.

"You suddenly said you want to go back, is there something wrong?"

Yun Miao did not immediately agree to Feng Chengyuan's request, but asked in confusion.

Feng Chengyuan glanced at Yun Miao indifferently, and said calmly: "They said they wanted to see you, so of course they have to take you back. Pack up, and we'll leave soon."

This time, it was not the people from the old house who sent a message to Feng Chengyuan, but the housekeeper Wu who had gone back to check the situation.

Even Feng Chengyuan himself was puzzled. Why did Butler Wu send him a message asking him to go back as soon as possible when he knew that he didn't want to contact the people in the old house? Could it be that something really happened at the old house this time?

If that's the case, maybe it would be nice to go back and watch the fun.