C9 Wang Qingfeng

"Mohen, what happened to you?" A pleasant male voice was heard.

Yan Mohen raised his head to wipe his face, then turned his head with the corner of his mouth raised: "Qingfeng, when did you come back?"

"I just got off the plane and went back to get some information from the company. I didn't expect you to still be here." Wang Qingfeng walked to the side of Yan Mohen and sat down. "Are you alright?"

"Yes, the recording was done just now." Yan Mohen raised his brows, "Why aren't you seeing Huanran?"

"He went back to his hometown and will probably only be back in two days. What happened between you and Luofan?" As the company's game director, Wang Qingfeng was able to immediately grasp the company's movements, no matter where he was.

"What can I do with him? Oh right, Qingfeng, help me look at the dungeon of the new game." Yan Mohen quickly changed the subject and opened the game interface, and Wang Qingfeng turned his attention back to the game.

"How is it?" Yan Mohen looked back at Wang Qingfeng.

Wang Qingfeng shook his head slightly. "It's not smooth enough. You'd better find the more common Android phones in the market and try them first to see if there are any Carton and Flashback phenomena."

"Alright, I'll try it out tomorrow. I'll give you the test report in the afternoon." Yan Mohen rubbed his forehead.

"Mohen, you've lost weight again. If the online drama doesn't work, then just give up. You're working too hard." Wang Qingfeng touched Yan Mohen's head.

"That's the only way I don't think of him that way." Yan Mohen lit a cigarette with a flash of pain in his eyes.

"I told you before, Luofan and I grew up together. First, let's not talk about whether he's a straight guy, falling in love with him is itself a difficult and painful thing, Luofan … He's good, but all he needs is a bedmate, and a woman, and he doesn't know anything about love, and Luofan's family doesn't allow him to come out. " Wang Qingfeng sighed deeply.

"I know all about it." Wang Qingfeng had said this to him more than once, but what could he do? He loved Qi Luofan.

"Alright, I'll take you home." Wang Qingfeng stood up and blinked. Yan Mohen packed up his stuff and left the company with him.

Wang Qingfeng, a very charismatic man, 185 tall, with a pair of particularly eye-catching long legs. He likes to wear black clothes, likes to play games, likes to … … Chu Huanran.

Half a year ago, he came out with Chu Huanran. Since Chu Huanran didn't want to reveal their relationship to the company, Wang Qingfeng could only bitterly fall in love with him.

Most of the time, Yan Mohen was envious of Chu Huanran. He had met Wang Qingfeng, who also liked him, and someone in the Gay circle was willing to come out with him.

"Huanran will be back tomorrow. Shall we gather together?" Wang Qingfeng glanced at Yan Mohen while holding the steering wheel.

"Yeah, it's perfect for tomorrow's rest." Yan Mohen lit a cigarette and leaned back comfortably on Lamborghini's chair.

"Bring your family's Senior Zuo Yov as well, I haven't seen him for a long time." Wang Qingfeng smirked as he blinked.

"You're right, senior, but you don't belong to my family." Yan Mohen let out a nice smoke ring.

"Zuo Yov likes you, why don't you try to get along with him?" Wang Qingfeng pursed his lips. Yan Mohen's life was really dog-blooded. He would rather not have someone who liked him. Other than Qi Luofan's face and family background, there was nothing great about him.

"Senior Zuo Yov said … He's straight. " Yan Mohen raised his eyebrows with a face full of smiles.

"Pfft …" "Who are you trying to fool!" Wang Qingfeng shook his head helplessly and parked his car in front of Yan Mohen's house: "You're here, I'll come and pick you up tomorrow?"

"No, I'll drive myself." Yan Mohen got out of the car with a yawn, waved at Wang Qingfeng and left.