林峰瞥了一眼腕表，九点十五分，确实有点晚了。他刚要开口解释，另一个略显沙哑的女声响起：“林峰，早饭好了，快去洗漱。”

声音的主人是一个身材丰满，皮肤白皙的女人，约莫二十五六岁，正端着一盘煎蛋。她是林峰的二姐，林雪。为人温柔贤淑，是家里公认的好姐姐。

林峰摸了摸肚子，没好气地说：“知道了知道了，我自己去。”

洗漱完毕，林峰坐到餐桌前。桌上摆满了丰盛的早餐，煎蛋、牛奶、三明治……应有尽有。他刚拿起一片三明治，就听见一个清脆的女声：“林峰，你今天怎么起这么晚？是不是又熬夜打游戏了？”

说话的是林峰的大姐，林燕。她长得最像父母，五官精致，气质优雅，是家里的长姐，也是林峰最敬畏的姐姐。

林峰扒拉了两口饭，含糊不清地说：“没有没有，我就是有点累。”

林燕眉头微皱，似乎有些不信。她凑近林峰，用只有两人能听到的声音说：“林峰，你最近是不是有什么心事？”

林峰心中一惊，暗道这大姐好厉害，竟然能看出自己有心事。他摇了摇头，说：“没有，我就是最近工作有点忙。”

林燕点了点头，不再追问。 breakfast was soon over, and the sisters began discussing their schedules for the day. It was a warm and harmonious family atmosphere, but hidden in the midst of the chatter was a sense of crisis that no one dared to mention.

At ten o'clock that morning, Lin Feng received a call. It was from his boss, Mr. Zhang. He sounded anxious, "Lin Feng, there's a big problem. The client's requirements are too extreme, and our current plan can't meet their needs. If we can't deliver, we'll lose the contract."