After the renovation was completed, Fang Chang'an had visited it, so it used wooden floors. The overall decoration of the house was mainly warm wood colors, supplemented by white, and the living room after entering the door was very spacious.

The night was drooping outside, and the lights in the living room were bright. Three little girls were teasing the cat on the sofa. They finally tricked the little stray cat that Wang Ke had already targeted back home two days ago, took it to the hospital for examination, and brought it here today.

The little raccoon was only more than three months old and looked very thin. Fang Chang'an had fed it with Wang Ke several times, but the little thing obviously didn't remember. Seeing a "breathful person" coming, he jumped off the sofa with a "swoosh" and crawled under the curtains of the balcony door.

The three little girls looked up and glared at the same time.

Fang Changan was innocently spreading his hands and signaled that it had nothing to do with him.

Shen Mo gave him a blank look, then squatted down, "Xiaoxing~Xiaoxing~" coaxed him.

Fang Chang'an's mouth twitched, "What's the name broken?"

Wang Ke ignored him and went to coax the cat. Song Tang said with a funny expression: "Mo Mo decided to change Chen Aiguo, Chen Guoqing's name back to Xiaoxue, Xiaoyu..."

"Have you watched too many "Family Have Children"?"

Fang Chang'an was even more speechless. Shen Mo turned his head and glared at him, snorting: "What's wrong with Xiaoxing? Doesn't it sound nice?"

“Good sound, good sound.”

Fang Chang'an said insincerely, sat on the sofa, looked at the cabinet on the wall, then the empty TV wall, and a row of hands, "I almost forgot."

Song Tangqi said: "What?"

“TV box.”

He remembered that before Xiaomi made a TV in his previous life, he seemed to have released something called a TV box. I don’t know if the technical difficulty is high, mainly because it is necessary to make screen projection convenient...

Xiaomi’s home furnishing ecology must be learned and must be laid out in advance.

He briefly explained the concept of "TV box" to Song Tang. Shen Mo and Wang Ke finally coaxed the little raccoon. Wang Ke hugged it and walked over while coaxing it. The little guy seemed a little uneasy and lay on her chest, looked at Fang Chang'an, and then pulled him to jump away.

Fang Chang'an was envious when he saw it. He hadn't touched Wang Ke for several months and felt that he was not as good as a cat now, so pitiful.

Wang Ke seemed to notice his gaze, glared at him fiercely, and sat down beside the sofa with the cat in his arms. Song Tang and Shen Mo immediately surrounded him, rubbed their heads, and touched their claws, as if they had never seen a cat before.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to Fang Chang'an, he got up and went to take a look at the "new home". The living room was connected to the dining room. He first went to see the two kitchens. There was not much in the middle kitchen and there was not even a pot. Instead, the Western kitchen, the microwave, the oven, the coffee machine, and the mixer were all ready, and there was a wine cabinet, which was naturally empty.

"Can you bake something?" he asked a little strangely after coming out of the kitchen.

Shen Mo raised his hand, raised his chin slightly, looking a little proud, "I can."

"Really or not?" Fang Changan was very suspicious.

Shen Mo snorted softly, looking disdainful to answer, and curled his lips, "I'll make it for Ke Ke and Tangtang to eat, you'll know."

"Let me know, why not let me eat?"

"You are not worthy."

"whispering sound."

Fang Changan curled his lips and walked to the kitchen again. He had embedded bookcases, desks and computer desks on both walls, but there were no books in the empty space. He walked to the bedroom, then walked to the cloakroom, and then turned to the bedroom.

All three bedrooms are large, especially the master bedroom, which not only has a bathroom, bathroom, but also has a large cloakroom. After a walk around the room Chang'an, it suddenly became a little strange. He walked out and asked Shen Mo: "It's not...uh..."

Shen Mo was trying to pick up "Xiaoxing"'s front paws, and the little guy shrank and refused to follow her. Wang Ke and Song Tang were both laughing and giving advice. When they heard his inquiry, the three of them looked up.

Fang Changan smiled awkwardly: "It's okay, it's okay, you guys continue."

"nerve."

Wang Ke gave him a blank look, but Shen Mo ignored him and continued to tease the cat. Song Tang quickly angrily glanced at him, as if he was relieved.

"Very good... Thank you for your hard work for the three female heroes. I will work as a guest tonight to express my feelings."

Fang Changan also quietly breathed a sigh of relief, hugged his fists, and said politely, looking like a gangster.

Since Wang Ke's last showdown, he has been reflecting on and off for a long time, thinking about many things that have been ignored or not taken seriously before.

Shen Mo is born to be sensitive to other people's emotional changes, and the so-called "emotional changes" is a very general concept. Wang Ke has already realized his intentions without even realizing it. What about Shen Mo?

Did she really not notice it at all?

Or are you pretending to be stupid like Wang Ke, or escaping?

More importantly, now there is not only Wang Ke, but also Song Tang, which makes him feel guilty when facing Shen Mo, so that he has been spending much less time with her during this period, and he dare not mention related matters at all.

He just wanted to ask questions inadvertently, but before he finished speaking, he instinctively realized that something was wrong.

If Shen Mo answered "People in other bedrooms also needed a cloakroom", how should he understand it?

If Shen Mo, like Wang Ke, had already had a lot of thoughts and doubts in his heart, would it suddenly burst out because of this little stimulation, thus pushing things into a more complicated situation?

Pretending to be stupid is a great advantage and a very effective ability.

Shen Moheng glanced at him, said nothing, took the cat from Wang Ke, hugged it out, and said, "Let's send it back first, otherwise what if it suddenly becomes hungry or is pulled?"

"Okay."

Fang Changan didn't understand why they took the cat with them to see a house, drove them and the cat to Shen Mo's "home" first, and then went to dinner together.

It was too late after dinner. He sent Song Tang and Wang Ke back to school first, and then went back with Shen Mo. After stopping the car, she thought Shen Mo was going to go home, but she smiled, with a hint of shyness and joy in her eyes, "My parents will be late tonight, so I'll go to yours first."

Fang Chang'an naturally had no reason to refuse. He took her back with his hands, turned on the TV, held her in his arms, hugged her, and held her in his arms, and he couldn't help but touch her. Because he was about to part, the little girl was particularly well-behaved and a little indulgent.

After a while, she lay in Fang Chang'an's arms, raising her delicate red face, blinking her eyes, and for a while, Fang Chang'an felt guilty inexplicably. She hugged her head and refused to let her look. She stroked her hair, lowered her head and rubbed her smooth face, and asked softly, "What are you looking at?"

Shen Mo snorted softly, without answering, and hugged him instead, as if he was stunned, and then suddenly asked: "Brother Chang'an, how many units do you think Guci mobile phones can be sold?"

"I don't know, there will be one or two million, right?"

He vaguely remembers that the sales of the first generation of Xiaomi mobile phones in his previous life were more than 7 million. Now the competitiveness of Guci mobile phones is even better than that of Xiaomi mobile phones at that time, and should not be worse. However, he still gave a relatively conservative data, which would be a surprise if it exceeded this.

"Isn't that just a few billion?"

She raised her head, and her shiny eyes were filled with surprise, "So much money?"

“That’s sales, not earning.”

Fang Changan rubbed her head a little funny, "The profit is very low, three or four percent is good."

"There are hundreds of millions."

She sat up with a little excitement, posing with her crystal clear and tender fingers to settle the score, "This is the first mobile phone, and I will sell more in the future..."

She seemed to have thought of something, and looked at him with bright eyes, as if he hesitated for a moment before saying, "Brother Chang'an, you can list the company."

Fang Changan did not refuse immediately, and asked with a smile: "Why?"

"You will make more money when you go public!"

She bit her lip gently, as if she was about to say something, but she opened her mouth and closed it again, and threw it into his arms a little shyly, hugging him tightly, and whispered: "Make a lot of money!"

Fang Changan was a little funny, and rubbed her head again and said softly: "Why have you become a little rich fan? Is that so much money in your family not enough?"

"It's because... forget it, I won't tell you anymore."

She knew Fang Changan's "dividend distribution" plan, so she raised her face and glared at him angrily. Fang Changan lowered her head, put it on her forehead and kissed her hard, and smiled and said, "Don't worry, I don't go public, I'm going to make money and make more money."

"Can't you make more money by going public?" Shen Mo blinked, a little confused.

"If it goes public, my words won't work. Even if it works, I will have a lot of concerns, which is different."

Fang Chang'an sighed softly. Although she didn't know why she suddenly mentioned this, she still smiled and advised: "Don't worry, the ancient poems that are not listed will be even more terrifying."

Shen Mo stared at him, pouted gently, and muttered in his arms, "Okay, then I'll believe you first, who told you to be Brother Chang'an?"

She showed her delicate expression when she said this, very cute. Fang Changan couldn't help but kiss her again. Shen Mo obediently asked him to kiss her. After a while, he suddenly heard the phone ringing.

Fang Changan was startled and thought it was her father-in-law and mother-in-law who came to urge her. She was very calm and picked up her phone and pressed it off. She held back her smile and said, "Alarm clock."

"You also book an alarm clock?"

Fang Changan was a little funny and wanted to hug her. Shen Mo pushed him and said, "I have to go back, otherwise my parents should come back."

"All right."

Fang Changan was also afraid of being "misunderstood", so he sorted out his clothes and sent her back.

In order to avoid the peak of the abortion during the May Day holiday, Shen Chengli and Shu Mei finished their work and stayed here for two more days, mainly to meet relatives and friends of Shu Mei, and then took Shen Mo back to Shanghai with him.

As May Day approaches, the sales department that has just been established is in full swing, and the team responsible for official website maintenance of the software department is also facing a big enemy, because the website was almost paralyzed when the engineering machine was in operation. This time, the traffic will only be even more terrifying.

In order to experience it personally, Fang Changan went to school early in the morning to pick up Wang Ke first, and prepared to take her and Song Tang to experience the first rush to buy the ancient ci mobile phone.

He quietly went downstairs of the dormitory and called Wang Ke again. After several sounds, someone answered. His round and sweet voice seemed to be in a bad mood. Even "heat" was omitted, "What are you doing?"

"I'm downstairs."

"What are you here?"

"Check you."

"Don't go."

"Do you know what I'm going to do?"

"I don't want to know, I don't want to go out."

As soon as Shen Mo left, she basically became this attitude, but today she seemed to be in a worse mood. Fang Changan was a little confused at first, but then suddenly thought of something, calculated the days, and understood something, and said, "Okay, you have a good rest."

Wang Ke probably noticed it from his sudden change of giving up and his tone, and his tone became a little embarrassed: "Don't worry about it."
To be continued...