Godly Stay-Home Dad

Zi Yan said with some hesitation:    

"I'm going to open the album press conference soon. It will be 12 o'clock soon, and I still have a lot of work to do in the afternoon. I estimate that we will have very little time for lunch."    

Zhang Han's expression paused for a moment when he heard this, and said: "Then come back earlier tonight."    

"Alright, then I'll go back to work first. See you tonight." Zi Yan did not ask further, but just said that and quickly hung up.    

After hanging up the phone, Zi Yan tidied up her expression and walked towards the press conference's venue. She was actually feeling nervous at the moment.    

It seemed like he hadn't had a press conference in a long time.    

After taking a deep breath, Zi Yan and Zhou Fei walked into the scene.    

Under normal circumstances, a large conference room would usually hold such a press conference for an artist, but today, for some unknown reason, she and Xu Ruoyu were holding a press conference at the same time.    

This made Zhou Fei say it again and again, "This is a conspiracy."    

Although the person above had given an explanation that couldn't be arranged in time, as an experienced person, Zhou Fei naturally didn't believe it. He felt that Mei Qi just didn't want Zi Yan to live it up, and gave her the eye medicine because she wanted to take revenge on the matter of Zi Yan leaving without saying goodbye. However, the contract back then had already expired, so what did it have to do with her?    

Zhou Fei was both angry and anxious.    

Even Zi Yan felt that something was amiss, but the arrow on the bow had no choice but to shoot.    

Entering the scene, Zi Yan and Zhou Fei were led to their seats by the staff.    

Although there were two press conferences held in one venue, because the conference room's stage was very large, the two sides were very far apart. One was on the east side while the other was on the west side, so the impact on each other wasn't too great.    

But after they sat properly, they suddenly realized that Zi Yan's side, the media reporter ? There were only a dozen or so people.    

On Xu Ruoyu's side, there were about forty to fifty reporters.    

When the two sides compared each other, it was clear who was the most popular and who was the one who was in dire straits.    

And when Zi Yan walked in, Xu Ruoyu's gaze turned over, the pleased expression on his face was something anyone could see.    

"Elder Sister Yan, who do you think this is for?" Zhou Fei whispered beside Zi Yan: "The company is doing this on purpose, right? It's really interesting, I didn't expect them to eat so badly, we really shouldn't have signed a contract with them for three years! "    

"Stop talking."    

Zi Yan shook his head slightly, and at the same time sighed in his heart.    

In her heart, she had a faint feeling that all of this was related to that Li Cheng. Otherwise, even if her retreat back then had made it difficult for Mei Qi, it was still a few years of friendship. She wouldn't have done such a thing, it was highly likely that Li Cheng had interfered.    

Zi Yan was not the kind of person who would never listen to outside news. She more or less understood Li Cheng a little, and that person ? This was a typical young master with a flowery heart. He was a bit narrow-minded, because there were 18 people that weren't even twenty that were fired.    

Little did he know that Zi Yan had already guessed the truth.    

Currently, upstairs, in Mei Qi's office, Li Cheng was casually sitting on the sofa.    

"I heard that Xue Qian released three top quality songs, and his 15th concert, will it affect Xu Ruoyu's album?" Li Cheng said with a smile.    

"More or less, there will be some effects. People's attention will be attracted to other people, and right now, those three songs are all on the streets and alleys. I'm guessing that only after this period of fervor will people notice Ruyu's new song." Mei Qi lightly tapped his forehead.    

"Yes." Li Cheng shook his head and sighed: "Truly, halfway there was a new song, and it was even the best among the best. Who could have thought about this, who exactly is that Han Yang? Could he be an experienced lyricist? "    

"Exactly who could have guessed it? Judging from Qu Feng and the words, it doesn't look like those famous lyrics writers, and it looks like Xue Qian's style too. If it wasn't for the words' Han Yang 'written on it, I would have thought that this song was written by someone else." Mei Qi said in a serious tone.    

"Forget it, this is something unexpected." Li Cheng shook his head and asked: "How is Zi Yan?"    

"Her business." Mei Qi chuckled, and said: "The press conference downstairs is bustling with noise and excitement."    

"Oh? That would definitely be very interesting, hehehe. " Li Cheng stood up, walked to the window, lit up a cigarette, took a deep breath and said: "Some people never recognize reality, so I will let her see the reality clearly.    

"Everything has been arranged." Mei Qi also stood up and walked to Li Cheng's side. A meaningful smile hung on the corner of his mouth as he reached out a finger and touched Li Cheng's cheek, saying, "Ever since Zi Yan signed for three years, I knew that she would never be able to escape the clutches of a pervert like you."    

"Really?" "Then I'll show you what a true pervert is."    

Li Cheng laughed and threw away the cigarette he had just smoked. He then rushed towards Mei Qi.    

"? ?"    

In the conference room downstairs, Zi Yan's side of the press conference was also very lively.    

When the reporter asked a question, a man in his late twenties was the first to ask:    

"Are you Zi Yan?"    

When these words came out, the entire field couldn't help but fall silent. These words were a bit heart-piercing.    

Zi Yan's expression paused for a moment, he tapped his forehead and spat out a word: "Yes."    

"Why did you retreat back then?" "I heard it's because of a relationship with your boyfriend. Is that true?" another man asked.    

"Fake." Zi Yan gave a concise answer.    

"Then when you chose to retreat, why didn't you open a press conference to announce it? You can't do this to your fans. Don't you feel guilty? " A woman in her twenties asked a tricky question.    

"I ?"    

With regards to this matter, Zi Yan didn't know how to respond. Back then, she indeed did not give her fans an explanation.    

Seeing that, Zhou Fei frowned, and said: "I'm sorry, but today is an album press conference, not a eight trigrams press conference, please ask about the album, thank you."    

"Then can Miss Zi Yan please answer my earlier question? After all, if you don't explain, the fans probably won't buy it. " The woman continued asking.    

"Back then ?" Under the gazes of the crowd, Zi Yan slowly said: "The reason I didn't give the fans an explanation at that time was because of my fault. As for the specific reason, it's inconvenient for me to say too much.    

At this time, the ten or so reporters below the stage were all silent for a moment. Then, the female reporter once again asked:    

"Miss Zi Yan, may I ask if your album was prepared meticulously?"    

"Yes sir!" Zi Yan gave a definite answer.    

Although the quality of the song was not satisfactory, it was still something that she and Zhou Fei had to work hard day and night to finish.    

"Then may I ask..."    

The reporters below the stage continued to ask questions about the album, but the three to four reporters would always ask cunning questions, as though they were looking for trouble with Zi Yan.    

Zi Yan answered their questions flawlessly. After all, she had held this kind of press conference many times before.    

"? ?"    

His gaze returned to Zhang Han's dining room.    

At noon, Mengmeng's mood had completely eased up. He was playing with the newly bought remote control vehicle on the first floor. However, when he thought about his ferocious uncle in the morning, he felt a little unhappy.    

Most people liked the Mengmeng, why was he so fierce.    

Around midnight, the customers arrived as usual. Other than the Egg-Fried Rice and the noodle soup, Zhang Han made shredded potatoes and simply patted the cucumbers.    

Mengmeng really liked to eat noodle soup s with these two small side dishes.    

The hot noodle soup with the cold dishes was indeed a type of enjoyment.    

During the lunch time, Liang Mengqi and the others who were more familiar with Zhang Han found that he was not interested in talking at all, thus they all fell silent.    

Just after dinner, a Toyota Land Cruiser was parked outside the restaurant.    

Zhao Feng opened the door and got out of the car. He walked into the dining hall and sat down.    

"Eh? Zhao Feng, is your hand injured? " Zhao Dahu looked at Zhao Feng's hands and asked.    

Hearing his caring tone, Zhao Feng laughed and replied: "I did."    

"Aiyo, Mengqi, he's injured, hurry up and blow on his hand." Zhao Dahu could tell that Zhao Feng liked Liang Mengqi, and took the opportunity to tease him.    

"What are you bragging about? You little slut are everywhere. " Liang Mengqi glared at Zhao Dahu, and then looked at Zhao Feng, and said: "Who knows if he did anything bad and got injured."    

Seeing that, Zhao Feng helplessly shook his head, and at the same time sighed in his heart.    

If something happened to the restaurant, he would probably not be able to see Liang Mengqi again. Furthermore, if they knew that he was the cause of the accident in the restaurant, they would probably hold a grudge.    

Zhao Feng felt very aggrieved in his heart, but he had no other choice. He had to complete Tang Zhan's mission.    

The situation during lunch was the same as usual. After everyone had left, Zhao Feng quietly cleaned up the restaurant.    

Then he walked to the sofa, stood behind it, and muttered to himself for a while before saying:    

"Boss, I want to ask you a favor."    

"What is it?"    

"I want... To borrow a few days from the restaurant. " Zhao Feng said in a low voice.    

After thinking about it, he decided that this was the only solution. He would borrow the restaurant for a few days and destroy it, giving Tang Zhan an explanation. Then, he would find someone to fix it for him and wait for the owner to come back.    

Although this idea was foolish and couldn't be hidden from Tang Zhan, Zhao Feng could think of no other way. Forget about whether he actually wanted to hurt Zhang Han, even he himself knew the crux of it, even if he were to make a move, he was not his boss's match.    

"No."    

However, Zhang Han rejected him immediately.    

"This ?" Zhao Feng's expression froze, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.    

"Did that so-called Master Tang ask you to come and cause trouble?" Zhang Han said indifferently as he turned his head to look at Zhao Feng.    

"Yes sir!" Zhao Feng answered truthfully: "I don't have a way either."    

"Then how did you choose?"    

"I don't want to do this, but you know me too, boss ?"    

"Enough." Zhang Han immediately waved his hand and interrupted: "Do you recognize that scorpion?"    

"I do."    

"Mm, let's go back." Zhang Han immediately ordered them to leave.    

Zhao Feng remained silent for a long time, then lowered his head and left the dining hall. At that moment, he did not know what to do.    

Around 7 in the evening, Zi Yan returned to the dining hall. After finishing his meal, at almost 9 o'clock, Zhang Han asked Zi Yan to bring Mengmeng back first.    

Zi Yan did not ask anything and just brought Mengmeng out of the dining hall. Little Princess was still arguing about whether it should be done earlier or not.    

Zhang Han also smiled as he agreed, but after Little Princess left, Zhang Han's expression calmed down.    

He walked out of the restaurant, sat on the panda cart and dialed Zhao Feng's cell number.    

After the call connected, Zhang Han said a few words indifferently:    

"Tell me where the scorpion is."