Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

"...Now, we are downstairs in the Wen Group building. We can see that there are quite a few media vehicles gathered here, and there are many security guards maintaining order..."

The reporter holding the microphone was broadcasting live to the camera, "There are less than two hours before the shareholders' meeting officially begins. We can see that some reporters who are allowed to enter are already queuing up. Now they are waiting... Hey, here comes the first shareholder entering from the main entrance... A low-key black Audi, the security guard went to open the door for him..."

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"…It is said that many celebrities from the entertainment industry have been invited to today's dinner. There are rumors that XX has also been invited…"

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"...In addition to the reporters, there were also many passers-by at the scene. Hey - I think I saw a fan holding a 'Wen Rong' sign..."

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"Wen Rong may open up a new category of star in the era of star-chasing... Let's try to interview these people..."

"Hello, can you please show us your name tag?"

"Sure, why not?"

A carefully crafted light board appeared in the camera, and other people nearby also showed the posters in their hands in the camera, on which Wen Rong's smiling face was clearly reflected.

"Are you fans of Wen Rong?"

"Isn't this nonsense? It's all here."

"So can you see him today?"

"It doesn't matter. We are just here to show our support. It's all good as long as the intention is there."

"Is Wen Rong a star to you? Have you ever thought that he has no shortage of money, fame, or status? All the support you have spent time, effort, and money on is actually meaningless to him?"

"Are you going to call us servants?"

"Ah, that's not what I meant."

"Haha, how does it bother you if we chase our star? Besides, Wen Rong has done so much charity and donated so much money. We chase him to support him in donating more to needy groups - isn't this a form of positive supervision and encouragement?"

"You're right. You're right."

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"...a red Ferrari..."

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"Another shareholder with extraordinary wealth has arrived, and his car is a... Ferrari... Ferrari Daytona SP3!"

Among the many reporters who were broadcasting live to the camera, one with amazing eyesight suddenly became excited and said, "You can tell by listening to the wonderful engine sound! This is a legendary top-level supercar! Limited to more than 400 units worldwide, the price is more than 30 million - this is the first super luxury car among all the shareholders present today who has no idea what low-key means! Let's pay attention to who its owner is!"

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Countless professional and amateur, large and small cameras were focused on the door of the super sports car that was parked brazenly.

The uniformed and gloved doorman trotted forward, bent down and opened the door for the car owner.

A pair of long legs wearing black leather shoes stepped down.

A slender figure wrapped in a silver-gray suit appeared in the camera, with a rose on his chest and a silver watch on his wrist. His originally too long hair was specially trimmed, finally exposing his facial features completely. When he turned his head, his warm and dark eyebrows seemed to cast a cold and deserted filter on the sunlight.

He took in the bustling scene at the intersection, but did not pay any attention or smile to any camera. He quickly withdrew his gaze and walked into the gate accompanied by his secretary. His every move and temperament could only be described as "unattainable".

Some live broadcast rooms were silent for a few seconds, and then barrages of comments began to erupt.

-Suddenly I began to envy the immortal demon

-How exciting would life be if I had this face and this body sleeping next to me every day?

-Women need to watch these to survive

-You still have to find a handsome guy. Even if he can't be your boyfriend, he can be your boss. The nodules caused by anger can be smaller.

- I really want to play with him

-Why is he still treating Rose? If you don't know, you might think his girlfriend is also going to run for election.

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"Why are you wearing a rose? It can't be a gift for your father, right?"

Wen Rong said the same thing.

He was putting on makeup and holding a tablet in his hand, apparently looking at some information. He took the time to glance at Wen Can and smiled with a relaxed look.

Wen Can was also looking at his phone and said nonchalantly, "Ye Kong gave it to me."

Wen Rong glared at him: "Today's schedule is so tight, and you actually went to see her? You can't leave her?"

Wen Can nodded honestly: "She stayed up late last night, I bought her breakfast."

Wen Rong was both angry and amused, and pointed at Wen Can to his friends: "Look, is this still my son? I never dreamed that he would become a love-brained person."

"What you're saying is that A-chan didn't inherit it from you?"

Wen Rong stopped talking angrily: "Alright, alright, you're talking about me again - Ah Can, have you arranged the banquet tonight?"

“I still have to go to the scene to have a look.”

"Then you go ahead and do your work. Come up early later to meet your uncles and aunts whom you haven't seen for a long time."

"understood."

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When Wen Can walked out of the room, he glanced at Wen Rong inadvertently.

He sat in a chair, legs crossed but back straight, a top makeup artist powdered his face, he frowned slightly because he was not used to it, glanced at the computer, it was unknown what he was looking at, but the corners of his mouth were upturned, he looked relaxed and complacent, with a hint of excitement.

The gap in the door gradually became smaller.

The light was hidden behind the door.

Wen Can lowered his eyes and saw the beautiful rose on his chest. The image of Ye Kong smiling at him in the morning light appeared before his eyes.

"This is the best flower that has bloomed today. I'll cut it off and give it to you."

The flower was inserted into the suit pocket by the slender hand with thin calluses, lightly and heavily: "I wish you a successful start and all your dreams come true."

The door gap is completely closed.

The face behind the door disappeared.

Wen Can stood in front of the door, picked up the rose and kissed it gently: "I will."

He turned around, playing with the beautiful blooming flowers between his fingers, and when he looked up and walked out of the corridor, he glanced at several secretaries who were walking towards him with documents, and then walked away nonchalantly.