CHAPTER 1872: CHAPTER 885: HARD AND SIMPLE YAN XIAOFEI

Provincial City, in Yan Fei’s exclusive villa courtyard.

Just parked the car, Xu Xiaoyan rushed into the house, and Yan Fei called out to her: "What’s up?"

"I need to quickly go online and post a message, warning people to be prepared for war." The girl said as she opened the door and went straight to the computer.

Yan Fei was quite helpless, waving his hand directly, tossing a big pile of meat to the few rottweilers crowding around him for attention—now that his wife knew his secret, he no longer had to worry about losing them, which was great!

After entering the house, he picked up a rag to start tidying up the room, only to find his wife had already deftly opened several websites and began typing quickly on the keyboard.

Nowadays, this girl could be considered a seasoned online user, well-versed in the online world, familiar with several major forums, and also good at entertaining herself—there’s a virtual community in Ninth City where she not only registered an account for herself but also registered one for Yan Fei. Then she had the two accounts create a virtual home in the community and had a blast playing (anyone who’s played this is definitely a seasoned online user).

When Yan Fei walked up behind her with the rag, she said without moving: "Just leave it there, I’ll tidy up after I post a few messages. Our system is a bit outdated now, didn’t they just release Up to two thousand a few days ago? After you sign up in the afternoon, go buy a pirated version to replace the system?"

Yan Fei was indifferent: "We’ll see, probably no rush. It was just released over there, pirated versions can’t get here so quick. If you had mentioned earlier, I could’ve brought back a few system disks from there."

As they talked, Yan Fei didn’t stop moving, but less than a minute later the girl couldn’t sit still, quickly typing a few words before standing up: "Let me tidy up! You take a break first, you didn’t sleep all night, must be tired?"

"It’s nothing..." Yan Fei hadn’t finished speaking before he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone to check. "Probably something’s up!"

He picked up the call; it was Chen He, who wanted someone to come for an interview. He’s working at the Youth League Office now and also has a newspaper. Yan Fei, a regular in the papers, hesitated when Chen He called through connections, so Yan Fei couldn’t refuse.

Actually, after the American movie release, many domestic media have been quite lively. Some ideological differences can’t be changed overnight—even in ten years, there wouldn’t be much change.

A novel written by a young person in China was adapted into a major film production in America, with a pretty famous director, drawing considerable attention—Spielberg’s Jurassic movie is still quite popular domestically, even if many people watched rented pirate DVDs for just one yuan, the director’s name still became well-known.

Now many people in China can see the trailer for the movie, and the opening credits clearly state it’s adapted from Yan Fei’s novel of China.

Suddenly, Yan Fei’s name burst into fame, even when he was in America, with phone lines busy and no one knowing his whereabouts, many people still don’t realize he has returned.

Chen He just tried, and once Yan Fei agreed, he immediately said he would bring reporters and cameramen right over.

Yan Fei hung up the phone and went upstairs to hang the quilt. Before, hanging quilts depended on the weather and whether there was time to collect them timely. Now hanging quilts, with a place as big as the dinosaur world, finding a spot is just as convenient as one can imagine.

Just after placing the quilt, Xu Xiaoyan shouted from below: "Yan Xiaofei, it’s past noon, aren’t you hungry yet? What do you want to eat, I’ll hurry to buy the stuff?"

Yan Fei laughed heartily and jumped downstairs: "What do you want to eat? Japanese cuisine? Burgers? Foreign loaves wrapped with vegetables or Potato Stew with Beef? Maybe some watermelon and fruits?"

Xu Xiaoyan was stunned for quite a while before realizing that now the two of them don’t really need to cook for themselves anymore.

She was still coming to terms with the fact that Yan Fei carried his own world with him, some things just weren’t habitual yet. Like Yan Fei was very used to it, evident from his usual reactions. Xu Xiaoyan prepared to wipe tables and chairs and even fetched a basin of water with a rag, thinking of changing the water and casually watering the courtyard.

Yan Fei could skip all the steps to the maximum, with the rag in hand clean all the time, switching between dry and wet instantly. A few steps in the courtyard and the water got spread...

Overall, ever since his wife learned his little secret, Yan Fei’s life rhythm has changed tremendously. Before doing anything, he had to wait until his wife wasn’t around; now his wife... Xu Xiaoyan was already dumbfounded.

As the two chatted, they finished tidying up the first floor, and soon Yan Fei brought out a few side dishes and two soups—in the end, they still preferred the old diet habits; meals like pizza and burgers just didn’t suit their taste. Occasionally having them is fine, but eating them every day would certainly not be enjoyable.

Apart from the side dishes, there was also dessert fruit ready after the meal.

No.1 Coolie has been quite reliable in handling matters, as this steward is becoming more and more experienced now. Upon Yan Fei’s requests, he quickly organized a batch of laborers to specifically serve the big boss.

There’s nothing missing in the pasture, even if Yan Fei doesn’t need it normally, the preparation won’t waste anything. The key is that when the boss needs something, being able to prepare according to the requirements is the biggest issue.