Transmigrating into a book: You are a cannon fodder, but you have to run away

"I'm just curious, why did you go to Beijing City for no reason?"

"Well, that's exactly what I wanted to tell you."

Wen Qiye sat on the sofa opposite Mo Ling, looking at her intently and gently.

"I went to Beijing this time because I wanted to open a technology studio in Beijing."

Wen Qiye expressed his thoughts, and Mo Ling finally understood why he went to Beijing.

She previously collaborated with Wen Qiye to open a technology studio.

But she is in Haishi after all, so the studio is in Haishi.

Wang Zhao and others went to school in Beijing.

Unless they graduate, it is impossible for them to come to the studio to work in a short period of time.

Therefore, the studio is currently empty.

The reason for opening the studio in Beijing is to make it convenient for both of them.

The second is to give them choices.

If they want to live and work in Beijing after graduation, they can enter a studio in Beijing without having to return to Hai City.

"You have the right idea."

Mo Ling had to agree with Wen Qiye's idea.

Moreover, she felt that this arrangement was better.

The robot competition will begin soon.

At that time, Wang Zhao and others can complete their entries in the studio.

Isn't this more convenient than renting a house separately and finding materials here and there?

"But is it really easy to go through the procedures to open a studio in Beijing?"

Opening a studio in Hai City requires various procedures. If it weren't for Wen Qiye's relationship, it would take at least several months for her to get approval to open a studio.

Nowadays, in Beijing, which is the capital of the country, the review in all aspects should be more stringent.

"Don't worry, my uncle and his family are all in Beijing. They mainly deal in technology-related matters in Beijing, so the approval process is easy to handle."

He flew directly to Beijing last night to visit his uncle and his family.

Fortunately, my great uncle agreed very readily, so he came back early.

"Technology-related companies?"

"Yes. My great uncle's family is related to the aviation industry. Most of the equipment on the plane is from the Luo family's technology company."

"Oh."

Mo Ling nodded, and then asked Fei Fei in her heart.

[Little Fatty, the plot is wrong. Given the power of the Luo family, it doesn't make sense that Wen Qiye would be so miserable in the book.]

No matter how familiar Mo Ling was with the plot of the book, a novel was, after all, a novel.

When writing a novel, the author sometimes forgets to fill in the plot holes, or some unimportant and marginalized characters are simply passed over in passing, or sometimes not even mentioned at all.

So, even if she knew the plot, the story about the Luo family did not appear later.

[Host, the Luo family has connections with many aviation companies in Beijing, and even later cooperated with the military region's war preparation department. However, the cake is so small, and some people are jealous, so later when the Luo family got into trouble, they had no time to take care of Wen Qiye's accident. ]

"That makes sense."

Mo Ling nodded to show that he understood.

“Does your family also have a technology company?”

"Have."

The Wen family also has its own technology company in Hai City.

However, their focus is not in this area, so technology companies account for a very small proportion of the entire Wen's Group.

Mo Ling knew what was going on.

A plan gradually formed in her mind.

"There's one more thing I want to ask you."

Mo Ling looked up at Wen Qiye in confusion.

"That is, do you want to spend the New Year with me at my house?"

"Go to your home?"

"Well, I talked to my mother about it, and she's very happy that you're coming to my house."

"But, doesn't your father want to spend the New Year with you?"

"I'm afraid he won't celebrate this New Year."

Wen Qiye thought about how Tang Yu had been coming to the Wen family from time to time recently, not only trying to make himself familiar to Wen Xin, but also buying him gifts.

Looking at the gifts, he just laughed.

Ever since Wen Xin fell ill, Tang Yu has never bought him a gift again.

Now that Wen Xin is fine, he starts pretending again.

He's grown up now, who wants to see him pretending?

"is it?"

Although Mo Ling didn't know what Wen Qiye was going to do, the fact that he ruthlessly threw Tang Yu into the wolf pack in the book was enough to show how cruel he was to Tang Yu.

"Thank you, but I won't bother you this New Year."

Mo Ling's idea is very simple.

Chinese New Year is the day for family reunion.

Why would she, an outsider, join in the fun?

"it is good."

Wen Qiye's eyes flickered, but he didn't try to persuade him.

Anyway, he has thought it through.

He must spend New Year's Eve with her.

The two talked about the studio in Beijing, and after he had a delicious meal at Mo Ling's home, he got up and left.

After Wen Qiye left, Mo Ling went straight into the study and started making plans.

She has money now, so she wants to give up.

But now it suddenly occurred to her that maybe she could still turn over.

The salted fish needs to be turned over so that both sides can be dried to a golden color.

She can't always show one side.

So, she planned to cooperate with the Wen family.

When the Qin family finds out about this, their faces will definitely be very interesting.

When she thought of the Qin family's expressions after they knew about this, she smiled like a villain.

Time slipped away quietly, and soon it was New Year's Eve.

On New Year's Eve, Wen Qiye came as promised to spend the day with her.

He and Mo Ling were busy in the kitchen preparing the New Year's Eve dinner.

How can New Year’s Eve dinner be complete without dumplings?

So, at this moment, he was learning how to make dumplings from Mo Ling.

Wen Qiye has a strong learning ability.

Look, after watching it several times, he was able to wrap it quite well.

After eating the New Year’s Eve dinner, the two went to the park outside the community to take a walk to digest the food.

When I got home, it was time for the Spring Festival Gala.

The two sat on the sofa, eating snacks and watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Wen Qiye would peel some melon seeds, peanuts, or macadamia nuts and pass them to Mo Ling from time to time.

And after eating, Mo Ling would occasionally pick one up and put it in his mouth.

All in all, the atmosphere between the two of them is very harmonious and warm.

[Host, Xu Jingya had a miscarriage. ]

"Oh, connect the screen quickly."

Mo Ling's eyes lit up, and he asked Fei Fei to connect the screen immediately.

She seemed to be watching the Spring Festival Gala, but in fact, the scene in front of her had already changed.