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

Wen Xiaochuan found Gao Yan near the entrance of the banquet hall.

"Dad, Daddy."

Wen Xiaochuan pulled Gao Yan's suit hem and called him in a low voice.

Gao Yan lowered his head and found that Wen Xiaochuan's nose was red from crying.

"Did someone bully you? Why are you crying?"

Gao Yan immediately squatted down and hugged Wen Xiaochuan into his arms: "Tell me who bullied you."

Wen Xiaochuan pouted high in the air, and finally let out all the grievances in her heart in front of Gao Yan.

"I saw my mother."

"What?" Gao Yan was shocked. He didn't know Wen Yuan was here today.

"Did you... call her?" Gao Yan asked hesitantly.

"No." Wen Xiaochuan burst into tears when he thought of this. He was still a child. Being able to resist recognizing Wen Yuan was beyond the mind of a child of his age.

Gao Yan felt relieved, but the next second he felt sorry for Xiaochuan: "Well done, well done, Xiaochuan, you did a great job."

Wen Xiaochuan buried his head in Gao Yan's neck and refused to look up for a long time.

Gao Yan picked up Wen Xiaochuan and left the banquet hall.

Entering the elevator, Gao Yan called Gao Yu.

"Come and pick up Xiaochuan."

"what happened?"

"Xiaochuan met Ayuan."

Gao Yu suddenly jumped up from the sofa: "Did the Queen's wife recognize Xiaochuan?"

"No, I wasn't there at the time. They bumped into each other by chance, and Yuan didn't recognize Xiaochuan."

Wen Xiaochuan's eyebrows and eyes look like Wen Yuan, and his face shape and lips are like Gao Yan, but overall he looks more like Wen Yuan.

If Ji Xingyao were present, she would definitely shout out in surprise: "Ayuan, this child looks like you."

But Wen Yuan, the person involved, couldn't see it.

Gao Yan was afraid of complications: "It's inconvenient for Xiaochuan to be around me. If they run into each other again, I don't know what will happen."

Gao Yan could only try his best to prevent Wen Yuan from discovering Xiaochuan's existence.

"How is Xiaochuan?" Gao Yu's heart was in a knot, he felt sorry for Wen Xiaochuan.

"I just cried for a while, but I feel much better now. I'm just feeling down."

"Wait for me, fifteen minutes."

Gao Yu took the car keys and ran into the garage, stepped on the accelerator, and sped away.

"Dad, if Mom recognizes me, will she never forgive you?"

Gao Yan's eyes were gentle, and he patted his back gently: "No, don't let your imagination run wild."

"Oh--"

Gao Yu arrived quickly. He took Wen Xiaochuan from Gao Yan's arms and said carefully, "Xiaochuan, uncle will take you to the zoo, okay?"

Wen Xiaochuan shook his head: "I want to go home."

Gao Yu and Gao Yan exchanged glances, with distress and helplessness in their eyes.

"Okay, let's go home."

Wen Xiaochuan, dressed in a formal attire, lay on Gao Yu's shoulder with lifeless eyes. Before leaving, he did not forget to wave to Gao Yan.

Gao Yan clenched his fists and watched them leave with forbearance.

Before turning back to the banquet hall, Gao Yan smoked a cigarette. Whenever he was upset, only nicotine could give him a moment of peace.

The press conference will be held on time at 1:00 p.m.

Wen Yuan received his entrance seat card at the check-in desk and was then invited by the etiquette lady to sign at the autograph wall.

She didn't arrive early, and many names had already been signed.

She took the signature pen and when she picked it up, she suddenly found a familiar handwriting.

Gao Yan - these two characters are vigorous and upright, standing out among the many flamboyant signatures.

He learned calligraphy since he was young and developed a beautiful handwriting that was as smooth as flowing water.

Wen Yuan had copied his handwriting before, so he recognized it at a glance.

"Why is he here too?"

Wen Yuan muttered a few words, and finally did not sign his name, and returned the pen to the etiquette lady.

High-quality car owners will be invited to attend the car new product launch conference. Gao Yan owns several cars of this brand, so naturally he received the invitation.

His seat was arranged in the car owner area, while Wen Yuan represented Xingyuan Media and was arranged in the entrepreneur area.

The press conference showcased the latest electric cars and the latest AI robots, which was the purpose of Wen Yuan’s visit.

There are many investors interested in Ai, and Wen Yuan has talked a lot with these colleagues about prospects, possibilities, future directions, etc.

The press conference lasted more than two hours, and Wen Yuan gained a lot. She strengthened her confidence in investing in AI projects dedicated to the Ai industry.

After the press conference, Wen Yuan was invited to attend a private gathering of entrepreneurs. There were not many people, only six or seven, and the topic of the gathering was still about investment.

After eating and drinking, and finishing the business talk, fresh gossip is served.

"By the way, I heard that a mysterious new rich man appeared in Hai City recently, and he owns a ship full of antiques."

"A ship? How big is it?"

All those present were prominent figures who had seen all sorts of things. There were many antique collectors, but some of them were just in name only and did not have many collections worth showing off.

"I haven't heard how big the ship is, but it's not the size that counts, it's the quality. How could Director Yuan from the Air Traffic Control Bureau treat you as a guest of honor without some genuine goods?"

Director Yuan is obsessed with antiques, and everyone in the Haishi business world knows it.

In this case, that person is indeed capable.

"What's your name? I'd love to meet you someday. Antique collectors tend to be a bit pretentious. I wonder if you'd be filled with scholarly sophistication if we were to interact."

Wen Yuan listened to them quietly without saying a word from beginning to end.

Occasionally someone would cue her, and she would just say lightly that she was not interested in antiques.

When she was a royal concubine in Yonghe Palace, even the fire tongs in the small kitchen were antiques. She had seen them so many times that she didn't feel anything.

Speaking of antiques, the imperial jade bracelet in her safe is the real top-notch one.

She had taken it for appraisal and it was worth hundreds of millions.

Ji Xingyao also has them. If they are used as a pair, the estimated value will triple.

After all, it was an artifact they had worn for eight years, and somehow it was brought back to the human world. They both chose to stay.

Occasionally, when opening the safe, Wen Yuan would see the jade bracelet box and would think of the eight years of the Taifeng Dynasty.