Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

Lu Group, in the chairman's office.

Lu Xixiao was sitting at his desk in formal attire, looking through the business plan in his hand. He had just undergone surgery and his face was pale with illness. He looked even colder and stern, making people afraid to approach him.

He said, "Give Zicheng full responsibility for the development project in Xicheng District. Ask him to implement the plan as soon as possible. I'll let him know during the video conference tonight."

Lu Qi: "Master Zicheng is going to the Wen family to attend a banquet tonight. Do you think we can adjust the meeting time or..."

Lu Xixiao raised his eyes: "Which Wen family?"

"that is……"

Lu Qi didn't know if it was his own problem or Lu Xixiao's question that made him over-interpret it. Anyway, if it had been in the past, the Fifth Master would never have asked this question at all, so he replied with this sentence: "It's the Wen family you are thinking of."

"???" Lu Xixiao looked at him: "What am I thinking?"

Lu Qi met those cold eyes, his neck shrank, and he said hurriedly: "No, I didn't think about it. I mean Miss Wen's house."

After Lu Xixiao asked that question, Lu Qi, whose thoughts always went astray, didn't even think of Wen Baixiang and directly gave Wen Li's name. Realizing later that he had said the wrong thing, he kept scolding himself for being stupid.

So he tried to cover up and divert attention: "The eldest young master of the Wen family, Wen Ming, returned home yesterday. Young Master Zicheng has some friendship with him. His attendance at the banquet was only on his own behalf and had nothing to do with the Lu family."

Lu Xixiao stared at Lu Qi, but his eyes passed through him. He didn't know what he was thinking. After a moment, his gaze fell back on the plan in his hand, and he didn't say anything.

7pm,

The lanterns are on.

Luxury cars were parked outside the Wen family's gate one after another. Guests were coming in an endless stream, the lights were bright, and celebrities from all walks of life gathered.

It is called a welcoming banquet, but in fact it is Wen Ming’s introductory banquet.

In order to make Wen Ming familiar with this circle and make a good impression in front of those seniors, Wen Baixiang invited everyone he could. Every detail of the carefully decorated banquet venue silently revealed the Wen family's wealth and their importance to Wen Ming.

At this time, the banquet hall was filled with the clinking of glasses, and the guests in their best attire were toasting each other and chatting happily.

Wen Baixiang, holding champagne in hand and smiling, entertained every guest present, appearing to be at ease.

Next to him stood a young man with handsome features and outstanding temperament. Although he was only twenty-five or twenty-six years old, he was able to feel at home among a group of old foxes, talking freely and without any stage fright.

"This must be today's male protagonist. He's quite handsome and looks like someone who will do great things."

"Mr. Li, thank you for your kind words. I'm just a newcomer and still need to learn from you. I'd like to ask for your continued care in the future - I respect you." Wen Ming said with a smile on his face, very good at handling things.

His neither humble nor arrogant attitude also impressed many people.

"I heard that you have been abroad before? Did you just finish your studies or are you busy with some big business?" Mr. Li asked with a smile.

Wen Ming replied, "I'm ashamed to say I haven't accomplished anything big. I just worked as a consultant at JUCY for three years."

"-JUCY-? It's one of the world's top 500 companies and a high-end luxury brand." Director Li's eyes changed when he looked at Wen Ming.

"Young and promising, young and promising, Chairman Wen, you are so lucky. Each of your three children is more outstanding than the other. I heard that your eldest daughter joined the Lu Group headquarters and is now a jewelry designer at Lu. She has a promising future."

"Dad, Uncle Li." Wen Yan, wearing a high-end evening gown, holding up the hem of her skirt and stepping on high heels, walked over and stood next to Wen Ming. She called out to Wen Ming, "Brother."

Wen Ming responded indifferently, his tone a little unfamiliar.

"I seem to hear you talking about me? What are you talking about? Let me, the person involved, listen too, so I can see if you are saying bad things about me." Wen Yan was half joking, gentle and generous, yet playful.

Director Li feigned a wicked attitude and said, "Isn't he just saying bad things about you? He said you're not only beautiful, but also so talented. So many famous ladies in the capital are outshined by you."

Wen Yan: "Uncle Li, you are not saying bad things about me, you are trying to make me hate you."

This made Mr. Li laugh out loud.

The noble ladies, dressed in gorgeous clothes and exquisite appearance, gathered in groups of three or five, looking at Wen Yan, who was so versatile and dazzling in the crowd.

"Chairman Wen really has good genes. His three children are all outstanding. We are really enviable."

"Three children? You're right about three."

"What do you mean? Are there more than three?"

"I've heard a lot about the Wen family from my youngest son recently. He said that the eldest daughter of the Wen family was actually adopted."

Once the conversation starts, the gossipy nature cannot be controlled.

"Adopted? She's really lucky. Chairman Wen is indeed a businessman. He has a sharp eye for people. Although she's adopted, she's no less beautiful than those real daughters. She's even better."

"So what? No matter how outstanding she is, she's not my biological daughter after all. Now that the real eldest daughter of the Wen family is back, I'm afraid Wen Yan's life will be in dire straits from now on."

"The real eldest daughter of the Wen family? Are you saying that Chairman Wen has a biological daughter?"

"Of course she is. She was born to Chairman Wen and his second wife. She was never liked since she was little and was raised in the countryside. She was just brought back a while ago. I heard that she is not very presentable."

"I've heard about that, too. She's not only not presentable, she's a complete country girl. No. 1 Middle School is full of stories about her."

Wen Baixiang was chatting with someone when he suddenly heard a commotion. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw Song Baiyan walk in.

"Isn't that Mr. Song? He actually came in person."

"Chairman Wen is really generous. The Song family has always been averse to these fame and fortune circles, yet he actually attended this welcoming banquet today."

"The young man next to Mr. Song should be the great genius, right? He is the pride of the entire Song family, and he is here too."

"Hurry up and say hello, if you're late you won't be able to get in line."

Wen Baixiang apologized to the guests in front of him and hurried towards Song Baiyan.

Pushing through the crowd, Wen Baixiang came to Song Baiyan.

Surprised, he said, "You actually came in person. Why didn't you notify me in advance so that I could meet you at the door? I'm sorry for being so slow. Please don't take it as an offense."

Song Baiyan waved his hand: "I am an old man who came out for a stroll after dinner. You are busy, don't worry about me."

"Brother Zhixian, you're here." Wen Xin also rushed out from the crowd, staring at Song Zhixian with joy on her face.

However, Song Zhixian just nodded at her politely.

Wen Xin was a little hurt by the cold response.

Wen Baixiang: "A Ming, this is Grandpa Song, hurry up and call someone."

Wen Ming: "Hello, Grandpa Song."

Song Baiyan put his hands behind his back, looked at him, and nodded perfunctorily: "Not bad, not bad."

He turned and looked for Wen Li in the huge banquet hall.

Song Zhixian started looking as soon as he entered the door.

"Are you looking for someone? Let me help you find them." Wen Ming said.

I didn't notice anything wrong with my family's expressions.

Except for Wen Ming, Wen Baixiang and others guessed why the grandfather and grandson were like this as soon as they saw them.

as predicted,

Then Song Baiyan asked, "Where is classmate Wen Li? I've been studying this problem for a long time, and my eyesight is blurry. I didn't see him."

"Wen Li?" Wen Ming read the name, then looked at his father and family, wanting to know something.

Wen Xin, who was already being ignored, became even more depressed. The smile disappeared from her face. Without thinking, she said, "She went back to her grandmother's house in the countryside."

Song Baiyan was greatly disappointed: "Ah? She didn't come back?" He said without hesitation: "My old man came here specifically to look for her."

Wen Baixiang: "This..."

"Who is this Wen Li that Mr. Song is talking about? Is there such a person in the Wen family? How come I have never heard of him?"

"She's the daughter of Wen Baixiang and his second wife. She's the real eldest daughter of the Wen family. I just heard about her from Mrs. Lin. She was raised in the countryside and was just brought back."

"You don't want to raise your own child, but abandon him to the countryside and adopt another one?"

"Who knows? But this Wen Li is quite capable. She established connections with the Song family right after being brought back to the capital. Mr. Song even came here specifically for her. She's quite something."

"It seems that she is also a math genius, even better than the Wen family's youngest daughter. I guess that's why."

At this time, outside the gate of Wen family,

After the butler in charge of welcoming guests confirmed that all the guests on the list were present, he was about to go in to help when a taxi drove up.

After a night of seeing luxury cars, this one is quite unique.

The butler looked in through the car window.

Before he could see clearly, the car door opened.

When the butler saw the person coming, he was stunned for a moment and then his expression changed.