Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

"Director Yuan, this is Mr. Wen, the general manager of Xingyuan Media, and this is my junior sister, Ji Xingyao, a blogger with millions of followers."

Tang Feng introduced them enthusiastically.

"Hello, Director Yuan." Wen Yuan extended his hand.

Yuan Chongqing shook hands with them one by one and said, "Hello, please take a seat."

Wen Yuan and Ji Xingyao smiled and sat down side by side. At this time, Gao Yan, who followed them in, sat down at the other end without any hesitation.

Whether unintentionally or not, Gao Yan happened to be sitting right across from Wen Yuan.

Fortunately, Director Yuan’s office is big, otherwise, with the length of his calves, he would step on Wen Yuan’s toes.

Tang Feng glanced at Gao Yan and felt that he looked familiar. Perhaps he had been to Yuan Chongqing's office before.

With the director present, Tang Feng, a small deputy section chief, automatically lowered his status. He was very tactful and asked his subordinates to pour tea.

After everyone had a teacup in front of them, Tang Feng spoke: "Director Yuan, Mr. Wen came here today to inquire about something."

"Oh? What's the matter?"

"I heard that a while ago, an antique collector's ship passed through our port. I wonder if you recognize him?"

Yuan Chongqing glanced at Gao Yan inconspicuously and asked, "I do know a few antique collectors. I wonder which one you are talking about?"

This question was a deliberate question, so Tang Feng could only repeat it: "The one with the boatload of antiques."

"Oh—it's him." Yuan Chongqing stretched out his tone.

Tang Feng was a little confused. In the blind spot where he couldn't see, Gao Yan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and drank tea steadily.

Wen Yuan could tell from his tone that Director Yuan had something else in mind. She asked, "Director Yuan, if you know him, could you introduce him to me?"

Seeing that Gao Yan had no intention of expressing his opinion, Yuan Chongqing gave an ambiguous reply: "I'll keep an eye on it for you."

Asking someone to do something for you always takes a process, and it is naturally impossible to get results immediately.

"Director Yuan, thank you very much. When are you free? Can we have a meal together?"

Talking at the dinner table always gets twice the result with half the effort.

Yuan Chongqing did not agree immediately, but said that they would talk about it later.

His attitude is hard to understand, and Wen Yuan can't force him to express his opinion now.

Having said all that needed to be said, Wen Yuan stood up and said goodbye.

"Director Yuan, sorry to bother you. We'll see each other next time if there's a chance."

"See you next time, President Wen."

Gao Yan's gaze followed Wen Yuan until the figure disappeared outside the door, and then he withdrew his gaze with a lingering feeling.

Before leaving, Tang Feng closed the office door.

Only Yuan Chongqing and Gao Yan were left in the room.

Yuan Chongqing saw through the trick in the relationship between Gao Yan and Wen Yuan at a glance.

He jokingly said, "Mr. Gao, Mr. Wen came to me to ask you. What do you want to do next, Mr. Gao?"

A light laugh rang out: "Director Yuan, whatever President Wen wants, I'm willing to give it to him."

Yuan Chongqing raised his eyebrows in surprise: "What if she wants the Nine Dragons and Nine Phoenix Crown?"

Gao Yan did not answer.

"Tsk, the more Mr. Gao talks like this, the more curious I am about the true identity of the Phoenix Coronet. Could you please part with it at the Cultural Relics Expo next month so we can feast our eyes on it?"

The purpose of Yuan Chongqing's meeting with Gao Yan today was precisely this Nine Dragons and Nine Phoenix Crown.

Before he became Director of the Shipping Bureau, he worked at the Museum of Heritage for several years.

The person in charge of the cultural relics expo, which was organized by the Hai City Cultural Relics Museum, approached Yuan Chongqing, hoping that he could persuade Gao Yan to agree to exhibit the Chu Feng Guan.

"Director Yuan, my brother and I were able to establish ourselves in Hai City thanks to your help. I am very willing to help, but I cannot accept the Phoenix Coronet. I agree to exhibit any other collections except the Phoenix Coronet."

Yuan Chongqing's eyes lit up when he heard this: "Can the complete set of enamel bottles be exhibited?"

No single enameled bottle is worth less than 100 million yuan, let alone a complete set of twelve.

A nine-dragon and nine-phoenix crown is certainly not as good as a complete set of enamel bottles.

"Okay." Gao Yan said these two words so loudly that Yuan Chongqing almost jumped up.

"Okay, okay, I'll call the director of the Cultural Relics Bureau right away. Mr. Gao, you really helped me a lot."

"You should, you're welcome."

Gao Yan slowly drank the last sip of tea in the cup before standing up to say goodbye.

Yuan Chongqing was in high spirits and walked him all the way to the black Jaguar.

"Goodbye, Mr. Gao. I look forward to the debut of the enamel bottle."

"Okay, goodbye, Director Yuan."

The black Jaguar drove away from the Air Traffic Control Bureau and returned to the beach villa.

Mike was playing with Wen Xiaochuan in the living room.

He discovered that Wen Xiaochuan had a very strong talent for languages. In just a few days, he was able to have simple conversations with very standard pronunciation.

It was obvious that the little guy had not attended a single serious class and was just concentrating on building blocks.

Unexpectedly, he was able to multitask, building blocks and learning English at the same time.

Gao Yan entered the living room and said, "Sorry, I'm late."

He told Mike in advance that he would be two hours late today and promised to pay double the tuition fee for today's class. Mike wished that this sponsor would be busy every day and get double the salary every day, how great it would be.

"Then Mr. Gao, shall we start the class?"

"Ah."

During the class, Mike was shocked again. Mr. Gao's progress was much faster than he had imagined.

This father and son are geniuses in languages.

Mike had seen powerful people before, but this was the first time he had encountered someone this powerful.

Even rich people work so hard, let alone him, a foreigner in a foreign country.

Mike lamented that when working with strong people, you can always learn more from them.

*

Wen Yuan left the Air Traffic Control Bureau and took Ji Xingyao back to Xingyuan Media.

Ji Xingyao had nothing to do, so he took the initiative to work for Wen Yuan, and after some setbacks he got the job as the "temporary general assistant".

As you can imagine, she is totally unqualified for this job.

As soon as I arrived at the company and before I even started working, I was pulled by the company's little fans to take photos and ask for autographs.

Although Wen Yuan has signed many internet celebrities and stars, Star, as the company's first artist, has never lost its popularity.

The most common photos on the company's display wall are photos of Star.

Moreover, compared with other internet celebrities, Star is too beautiful, even more beautiful than the stars under the company.

Ji Xingyao was idle the whole day. He ordered afternoon tea sets for all employees in the company and spent most of the afternoon fooling around with the employees in the office area.

Wen Yuan let her act as she pleased, and Ji Xingyao was almost spoiled by her.

"Ayuan." Ji Xingyao sneaked in. "I specially ordered the latest cake for you. Come and try it."

Wen Yuan was hungry, so she opened the package and took a bite: "Hmm, blueberry, not bad."

"Of course, they all taste like vanilla, but you taste like blueberry."

Ji Xingyao seemed to be taking credit for it, and almost said it out loud: You are the most special to me!

"Then I'd be honored."

"Yeah, yeah, eat it."

Wen Yuan simply put down his work and ate the cake in peace.

Just as she was about to finish the cake, her cell phone rang.

An unknown number.