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

The dazzling crystal chandeliers suddenly went out one by one.

The sudden darkness made the voices even louder and more chaotic.

But soon, the first light came on.

That's the spotlight.

Shining at the other entrance in the hall.

In the past, when the annual meeting was held, the old chairman and Wen Can would come in from here. They would often walk quickly and focus on the work. They would just go on stage and say some official mobilization words, and then quickly leave to give the time to the employees.

But today this entrance obviously has a different function.

The only light source in the entire venue was shone here, attracting the attention of all the guests and cameras present, and making the sound of the door slowly opening louder and more harsh than ever before.

Some senior executives and directors who have attended previous annual meetings couldn’t help but think to themselves – I never noticed how big and heavy this door is before.

Even the opening of the door was so eye-catching, not to mention the figure who walked in after the door opened.

When some artists in the entertainment industry saw this scene, they couldn't help but give it a title out of familiarity, such as "heavyweight appearance", "make a grand debut", "the finale superstar"...

At the same time, I feel it is absurd and doubtful. A capitalist in his fifties with a fortune would not do such a thing, right?

As if to verify their suspicions, the person under the light took the first few steps gracefully and elegantly, but soon turned around to look at them as if something was strange, with a startled expression, and hurried into the room, waving to someone to turn on the light.

When the crystal lamp lit up again, he wiped the sweat off his face amid the chatter of the crowd, revealing a helpless expression: "I don't know what this is - this is arranged by my son, everyone just eat and drink, don't be distracted, even if there is an official session, it will take a while, I have to make sure the guests are well fed and well drunk before I dare to take up a little time."

Being so approachable and even humorous, it naturally elicits a lot of good-natured laughter.

And the short moment when he walked into the spotlight with a cane naturally became the new hot video on the entire network through several live broadcast cameras.

Previously, there were exclamations of “The real president made a grand appearance, and I thought it was a Godfather movie.”

Later, there was a good-natured joke that "I thought it was a big boss who liked to show off, but I didn't expect it was an old father who was forced into an arrangement by his young son."

In short, it has both an unconventional image and a down-to-earth personality. The audience can watch whatever they want to watch. It is flexible and comprehensive, and a perfect strategy.

Afterwards, he was indeed very low-key and rarely appeared in public. Even if he did, he was mostly in the background, chatting and laughing with his old friends in the business community.

There were a few people who were also in their forties or fifties but were still idlers, observing secretly, sighing and talking in low voices.

"Things are really different now. Who would have thought that he would be where he is today?"

"In the past, he always mingled with us in such occasions. No truly powerful person would talk to him, but today he left us aside."

"To be honest, when he was hanging out with us, we were the only ones flattering him, right?"

"Now that he has changed a lot of people, he is still flattered by others. He is so lucky."

"I really don't understand Wen Can. How could he give up such great power? Even if they are father and son..."

"It's because of a good relationship. You can soar to the sky by being a son, a husband, and a father all your life - and now you are really soaring to the sky."

"Shh, don't let anyone hear me..."

·

Rough words are not rough.

Wen Rong was indeed experiencing the feeling of soaring into the sky.

He had been walking in the sky since the moment the voting at the shareholders' meeting ended in the morning.

He chatted and laughed with those powerful people who had hardly interacted with him before, and toasted each other. At the same time, in his peripheral vision, he could see countless people looking at him vaguely, and the hesitant steps of people who wanted to come forward but did not dare to.

Occasionally, when he passed by those glittering celebrities he often saw on TV, most of them would raise their glasses to him attentively, greet him politely, and try to chat with him.

He would never see any scornful smiles again, nor would he meet any gazes that forced him to bow his head again.

Everywhere he looked, there were good people who were full of kindness towards him, people who were a head shorter than him, some even kneeling on the ground and looking up at him.

How many people in this world have experienced this feeling?

If you are held up by everyone with earnest eyes, then it is only natural that you step on everyone's heads.

He drank, felt the attention, and yet despised the attention, floating in ecstasy in a slight drunken state.

Even an unpleasant cold look in his peripheral vision failed to change his expression.

He turned around and saw Ye Kong - he felt that it was not surprising at all.

He saw a camera shooting at Ye Kong. After thinking for a while, he said goodbye to the CEO of a large group who had been chatting with him for a while but with whom he had never communicated before, and walked towards Ye Kong with a glass of wine.

Sure enough, the camera that had been following Ye Kong immediately shifted to him.

"Miss Ye."

He showed an impeccable smile: "Are you waiting for A-Chan? He is still arranging some things, so he will probably be here soon."

Ye Kong was guessing in his mind the ten thousand possible actions that Wen Can might take tonight, and his eyes couldn't help but look up and down at his target.

This is really not polite.

But Wen Rong just smiled tolerantly and asked her, "How is the wine tonight? Ah Can personally contacted and sent it directly from the winery..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a waiter hurried over with an exquisite glass cup with a straw and handed it to Ye Kong: "Sir, the milk tea you ordered has more sugar."

Ye Kong took it, took a sip, and then answered him: "The milk tea is delicious."

"……That's good."

Anyway, Ye Kong is a weirdo, but the weirder she is in the future, the more his cultivation and elegance will be revealed.

Wen Rong had found a new use for this annoying ant, and he just smiled as if he was used to it. He even said, "I will add milk tea to the banquet wine list in the future. I'll have to rely on you to taste it then."

Ye Kong: ...

Watching the man come in and walk around before politely leaving, Ye Kong glanced at the milk tea in his hand thoughtfully and said, "The foundation on his face is the same shade as the milk tea."

A sound of Qu Wu "puff" came from the earphone.

Not far away, the live camera that had been filming Ye Kong followed Wen Rong unknowingly.

Mr. Wen, who was leaning on a cane, took everything in with a nonchalant smile on his face.

The lights came on in the stage area ahead.

Several machines started working and the auditorium was gradually filled with people.

It's time for the artist to appear.

A director in the audience began to direct the camera, and under the camera was a huge logo of a video platform.

Wen Can knew that these shots were connected to the live broadcast of this large platform, and at the same time, countless fans would click into this video website that could accommodate millions of people for their idols.

Wen Rong watched all this and couldn't help but think again that his son was really smart.

He had his memorized speech in his pocket.

According to the original process, he should have given a speech at the beginning and then gave the time to the guests, but Wen Can had a brilliant idea and proposed another option.

Insert the speech into the artist's performance, so that fans who come for their idols will have to see the speech, maximize the traffic, and spread the spirit of Wen's Group to as many people as possible.

——What a genius.

Wen Rong thought.

He looked at the stars who were appearing on stage, and from the obvious and covert gazes and cameras, he felt like smoking a cigar.

The world is so beautiful.

He thought lazily and dreamily.

It’s really a life like a god.

He will get used to this feeling every day from now on.

After a long breath, Wen Rong slightly closed his eyes as the singer sang on the stage, revealing an intoxicated expression - this expression was quickly captured by the camera and made it into the news, with countless fans of the singer loudly declaring "President Wen is fascinated by the performance!!"

Not far behind him, Ye Kong was drinking milk tea, quietly watching his back surrounded by the crowd.

A small camera followed her closely, and the reporter later said based on this camera: "She seemed to have known what would happen in advance, and it seemed that no matter what happened, she would always be so calm and condescending."