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

Wen Yuan is more sensitive to new trends than the average person. Currently, 80% of the projects she invested in have made money.

She did suffer losses, but compared to other blind investors, her losses were nothing.

She reached a cooperation agreement with Gao Yan. No matter what her original intention was, Wen Yuan's nature would not be lost. She wanted to make money and bring her partners to make money together.

"Ayuan, I'm afraid Ji Mingyi will be jealous~~"

"He won't. Growing up in a large family full of interests and calculations, as the least favored child, he knows what is more important."

Wen Yuan was certain that Ji Mingyi treated Gao Yan like a guest of honor on Saturday.

Ji Mingyi urgently needs to achieve some results to prove his worth.

Especially now, Ji Minghe is lying in the hospital. Even with this God-given opportunity, he cannot get in touch with the core business of the group. He must be extremely disappointed with his father Ji Tingtai.

"I don't know how the investigation into Ji Minghe's beating is going." Ji Xingyao sighed.

It’s not that she sympathizes with Ji Minghe, but as one of the parties involved, she can’t help but be curious about the perpetrator.

Who on earth is so powerful? Even with the Ji family’s ability, they haven’t caught him yet.

Ji Xingyao had to thank that person. After all, after Ji Minghe was hospitalized, Qin Miao no longer dared to make a scene. It was said that she had contacted Director Yang privately, and neither of them pursued the contract issue, so the matter was left unresolved.

Director Yang could have held Qin Miao accountable for breach of contract, but the Ji Minghe incident had caused a big stir, and with Ji Xingyao's presence, the crew's losses were almost zero. In line with the attitude of making a big deal out of a small matter, he quickly drew a clear line with Qin Miao to avoid getting into trouble.

As for how Ji Minghe will deal with Qin Miao, it depends on her own luck.

"We've been searching for so many days, but there's no useful evidence. Ji Minghe is probably going to suffer a loss."

"Ah."

The topic about Ji Minghe ends.

"Ayuan, you should get some rest early. Don't you have to attend the press conference tomorrow?"

Wen Yuan was invited by a well-known automobile company to attend a new product launch conference, so she has to return to Hai City early tomorrow.

She is the owner of Xingyuan Media and also an investor.

She is willing to try any project that can make money.

New energy and AI are both future technological development directions, and she is very interested in them.

When Wen Yuan got up the next day, Ji Xingyao had already gone to put on makeup.

The makeup work of the crew was time-consuming and laborious. Halfway through the makeup process, Ji Xingyao was still not fully awake.

This is how the industry works. Once filming starts, the crew has to work day and night to compress time and reduce costs in every aspect.

After saying goodbye to her, Wen Yuan got in the car and headed for Lin City.

When I returned to Liwan No. 1, the makeup artist was already waiting.

For today's press conference, Wen Yuan chose a purple chiffon shirt with a collar made of flowing ribbons hanging down the back, and paired it with a white straight skirt.

The makeup artist has been working with Wen Yuan for more than a year. Knowing that she was going to attend a press conference, she gave her a dignified and elegant makeup look and curled her long black hair into big waves.

The DIOR pink embroidered high heels suppressed her overly sharp aura, making her seem less unapproachable.

The press conference was at 1 p.m., and the brand arranged a luncheon at noon.

The banquet hall was very spacious, and all the attendees were elites wearing various formal attire.

The lunch was served buffet style, with familiar people everywhere, standing in groups of three or four in front of the dessert table chatting, and everyone had a glass of champagne or a small plate of dessert in their hands.

As soon as Wen Yuan entered the hall, he was pulled over to chat with someone he knew.

By communicating with people of the same class, exchanging information, and breaking down barriers, it is easy to obtain information that is useful to you.

Sometimes the information that others accidentally reveal may be the next investment hotspot.

After chatting with several groups of people, Wen Yuan felt hungry. She nodded at the other party and walked to a dessert stand, ready to eat something to fill her stomach.

The banquet hall offers a wide variety of food, including Chinese and Western cuisine.

The dessert stand is placed in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window. The stand is placed a bit high, and the desserts look very delicate and delicious.

In front of the shelf, a little boy in a haute couture suit was tiptoeing, trying to pick up a piece of cherry mille-feuille that was placed higher than him.

The waiter who was originally in charge of this area was busy serving other guests and did not notice the little boy who needed help.

Seeing that he had tried several times without success, Wen Yuan came behind him, helped him take off the cherry mille-feuille, and gently placed it on the plate.

"Thank you."

As the soft and sweet childish voice sounded, the little boy turned his head.

The two looked at each other.

Wen Yuan was startled. The little guy was so handsome. He looked so elegant in his fitted suit, with a small black bow tie standing upright on his chest, like a little figurine.

Her thick black eyelashes were like two small fans, blinking non-stop, and her round black eyes were staring at Wen Yuan.

However, he seemed to be in a bad mood, with red eyes and about to cry.

Wen Yuan's heart softened. She squatted down and asked softly, "What's wrong? Tell me if you need anything. I can help you."

What she didn't know was that the little boy opposite her was Wen Xiaochuan!

Wen Xiaochuan tried hard to hold back his tears. He didn't expect to meet his mother.

He had only seen videos and photos of his mother and had never been so close to her.

Mom smells so good. Wen Xiaochuan has never smelled this kind of smell on anyone else.

Finally, tears as big as beans fell uncontrollably, and her little mouth pouted upwards, feeling extremely aggrieved.

"Don't cry. Where's your mother? I'll take you to her, okay?"

Wen Yuan fumbled and found a tissue, gently wiping away the tears from his cheeks.

Wen Xiaochuan shook his head.

Dad has told him countless times that he will not be allowed to see his mother until his mother completely forgives him.

So, he didn't dare to speak, for he was afraid that once he opened his mouth, he would not be able to help but call for his mother.

Wen Xiaochuan burst into sobs, and Wen Yuan could only stay and continue to comfort him. She asked tentatively, "I'll carry you to find your mother, okay?"

Children generally do not easily accept the kindness of strangers, and Wen Yuan was prepared to be rejected.

Unexpectedly, the little boy took the initiative to come forward and put his arms around her neck.

[Mom.] Wen Xiaochuan silently called out the name that had been buried in his heart for a long time.

Wen Yuan's hands subconsciously hugged him back. His small body felt incredibly soft in her arms. The unique milky fragrance of a child penetrated Wen Yuan's nose, and she couldn't help but inhale a few times.

Just as she was about to stand up with the child in her arms, Wen Xiaochuan suddenly loosened his arms.

He took a step back, waved to Wen Yuan, and ran towards the entrance of the banquet hall.

There were a lot of people in the banquet hall, and Wen Xiaochuan was short, so he was quickly lost in the crowd.

Wen Yuan stood up straight and stared blankly in the direction he left.

"Mr. Wen, Mr. Wen?"

Someone called out twice and she came to her senses.

"Hello."

The two of them quickly started talking, and Wen Yuan kept the little incident in his heart.