The rebirth of the wealthy, the daughter of the richest man turns evil

The Wen family's banquet was naturally attended by celebrities from all walks of life, including wealthy businessmen and political leaders, and even inspectors sent here by foreign countries came.

Speaking of which, An Yuyun is really good at what she does. She manages the mansion in perfect order. No wonder Wen Boyang trusts her so much.

Many children sat in the living room watching TV: "Wow, Mom, the TV is so big!"

The children were curious and gathered around the TV, but because they were well-educated, they didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

This TV has become a must-see for guests who come here, after all, it is the first time to see such a large and clear TV.

Wen Shujin had arranged everything at the factory in the morning. Since she didn't have to go to the factory today, she would just stay at home and spend time with her mother.

Song Shiwei was in poor health, so the task of receiving guests naturally fell to An Yuyun. This had been the case for more than ten years. Song Shiwei went from being angry and incredulous at first to being relieved later.

Wen Boyang was so heartless that he forced this woman, who had given him everything since he had nothing, to lie in bed most of the time.

Wen Shulu was also outside chatting with the early guests, while Wen Shuqing secretly hid in the crowd and ate a small cake.

"Miss, Miss, something bad has happened..."

Wen Shujin looked at Taozi: "What's wrong? You look so flustered."

Taozi was holding the gift box in her hand, gasping for breath, crying bitterly: "Miss, the dress... the dress..."

Wen Shujin seemed to have thought of something. She took the gift box and opened it. Taozi's voice was in her ears: "The dress was cut."

Wen Shujin looked at the damaged dress and wondered who did it. It was probably done by the second house. The third house didn't dare to go against them so blatantly.

Song Shiwei looked at the dress, her chest heaving with anger: "Who made this?" After she said that, her body began to tremble, and she looked like she was about to faint. Her body was too fragile.

Wen Shujin quickly supported her mother: "Mom, don't be angry, it's just a dress."

Song Shiwei stroked her skirt: "How dare they? Do they really treat me as if I don't exist? I want Wen Boyang to give me an explanation today."

Wen Shujin stopped her mother: "Mom, don't go. Since they dared to do it, they must have already thought of an excuse. Maybe they will turn the tables and say that we cut it badly and slander them." After all, she had experienced this kind of thing many times in her previous life.

She once went to question them, going crazy, asking them why they were targeting the eldest wife. She didn't expect that they had bribed the servants and the entire Wen family were her minions. Instead, they slandered Wen Shujin for not being valued by her father and deliberately provoking trouble.

When she discovered that her sister's milk was drugged, she went to question the second wife. However, it turned out that it was her mother who had someone drug her. Wen Boyang drugged his wife himself, so he naturally judged others by his own experience. He thought that his mother would harm her own child because she hated him, and he hated her even more.

All the evidence was right in front of her. She even suspected for a while that it was her mother's doing. Later, she saw through An Yuyun's tricks. It was not easy for her to get evidence. If there was no evidence, she would just create it.

Many of the people around his mother have been bribed, and Wen Shujin has not dealt with them yet, just wanting to have some fun with them.

"Mom, don't worry, I've prepared it." Wen Shujin had already prepared a spare dress, but it had been kept in the room.

Their methods are just as vicious and cruel as ever. Those coming today are all celebrities from all walks of life. It is naturally beneficial to them if Wen Shujin does not show up.

Song Shiwei was stunned: "Shujin, you knew it a long time ago?"

Wen Shujin shook his head: "How can I predict the future? But it's better to be more cautious with some people."

Taozi felt relieved after hearing this. The Prime Minister knew that today was an important day, and it would be bad if the young lady was scolded by the master.

Taozi went back to Wen Shujin's room and brought out a dress. This dress was designed by Wen Shujin herself. Wen Shujin originally wanted to make a gorgeous rose, but in fact it didn't matter what she made. What mattered was that she was herself.

Song Shiwei looked at the skirt in amazement and stroked it: "I have never seen such a skirt before. It is like an underwater elf, mysterious and beautiful."

Wen Shujin chuckled: "Mom, I'll go change my skirt."

When Wen Shujin came out, she heard her mother and servants gasp. She was usually very beautiful, and in her dress she looked like a goddess of the deep sea, mysterious and dazzling.

Song Shiwei praised: "You are worthy of being my daughter. You are so beautiful today."

Taozi also exclaimed: "Miss, you are like a fairy today."

Wen Shujin laughed: "Come on, mother, let's enjoy this banquet."

She took her mother's hand. Song Shiwei had been weak at home for many years. The skin on her face was abnormally white, and she had a fragile charm. Wen Shujin gave her a classical hairstyle and put on small pure gold tower earrings with pearls hanging below.

It is conceivable that the mother and daughter appeared together, causing a sensation, and wherever they passed, people looked at them with suspicion.

Song Shiwei was wearing a cheongsam, like a beauty in poetry, with beautiful eyes.

Wen Shujin's skirt is a gauze skirt with a blue tone as the main color. The inner skirt is embroidered with golden sequins, and the back hem is also embroidered with golden silk thread. The skirt is shiny and sparkling. When she walks, the outer skirt flutters like waves in the sea.

Wen Shuyue frowned and looked at Wen Shuqi with a blaming look in her eyes. Wen Shuqi felt strange because it was obvious that he was the one who had the dress damaged.

Wen Boyang took the initiative to walk to Song Shiwei: "Why are you out today?"

Lu Huiyun's face changed slightly at the side. They all took the initiative to walk to Wen Boyang, so why did Wen Boyang take the initiative to hold Song Shiwei's hand? Couldn't the people around him see through it at a glance?

Song Shiwei smiled and said, "Why, I can't come out yet?"

Wen Boyang stopped her: "I'm worried about your health."

Song Shiwei smiled and took Wen Boyang's hand: "Shujin said that I stay in the house every day and should go out to have some fun. I thought about going out for a walk. When I get tired, I will go back to rest."

Wen Boyang nodded: "Okay, it's time to go out for a walk."

"Is this Miss Wen?" a middle-aged man in a suit asked. "She's prettier than on TV. So young and promising! I'm afraid it won't be long before she's as successful in the business world as your father, and she'll terrify us like a mile."

Wen Boyang's eyes were filled with pride, but his expression didn't change much. "Shujin is still young and needs to accumulate experience and training. Old Zhao, don't praise her so much that she loses her mind."

Zhao? Zhao Chenggong? A pharmaceutical tycoon, fourth on the rich list, incredibly wealthy. His ancestors had been imperial physicians. After coming here, he combined Chinese and Western medicine, opened a hospital, and founded his own pharmaceutical company.

"Thank you for the compliment, Uncle Zhao. I am just showing off my skills. How can I compare to you uncles?"

Zhao Chenggong laughed heartily, his voice resonant and resonant, seemingly piercing the din of the entire banquet hall. "Brother Wen, your daughter is truly a true outlier. Not only has she inherited your business talent, but she also possesses a rare humility and drive for progress. Her future achievements are bound to be limitless."

Wen Boyang shook his head slightly, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips. "Old Zhao, stop flattering me. Shujin still has a long way to go."

The two smiled at each other, and the tacit understanding between them was self-evident.

Zhao Chenggong suddenly remembered the TV: "Shujin, you have to cut in line for me."

The woman holding him pinched him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? You are so old and trying to embarrass a young girl."

Wen Shujin smiled and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Zhao, I'll have the factory delivered to your house tomorrow."

Zhao Chenggong nodded with satisfaction: "Xiao Jin is still very generous."

"Shujin, bring me one too." Song Qi was walking over with his wife.

Wen Shujin laughed: "Uncle Song." Song Qi was a shareholder of Wen's Group and started a business with Wen Boyang. Naturally, Wen Shujin knew him.

"And me." Shen Hanhai said bluntly.

"Uncle Shen..."

Wen Boyang was dissatisfied: "You old guys, why are you making things difficult for Shujin? Her factory's orders are so full that no one knows when they will be filled. How can you use the back door to get them?"

Just as Wen Boyang finished speaking, a little boy in overalls ran up to Wen Shujin and said, "I want one too, I want one too." He had just seen that the TV was so bright and beautiful.

"And I……"

After a while, the people nearby found out that the TV in the living room was from Wen Shujin's factory, and they all rushed to buy it. Before she said anything, hundreds of TVs had been reserved.

Some said they were gifts for their families, some for their shareholders, and some for their clients...

Wen Shujin looked embarrassed when he heard this. "Everyone, I'm afraid too much won't work. After all, many customers have already placed orders. I'm really sorry. If you want something, you can call my factory and I will expedite production for you."

Although everyone was disappointed, they also knew that this type of TV was very popular and was probably selling like hotcakes.

Wen Shuyue on the side had an ugly look on her face. She loved to show off when she was here before. After she finally went abroad, their second branch finally became the most eye-catching one. As soon as Wen Shujin came back, he stole their limelight.

Wen Shuqi held Wen Shuyue back, not daring to let her do anything wrong. After all, if she did something she shouldn't do in public, her father might not punish her so lightly this time.

An Yuyun smiled and praised: "Shujin's dress is really beautiful."

Speaking of dresses, Lu Huiyun frowned: "Shujin, why is your dress different from the one you chose before?"

This sentence made everyone present stunned and a little surprised. What did it mean to be different from the previous choice?

Wen Boyang's face darkened, and Wen Shuqi beside him turned pale and secretly cursed, but when he remembered that he had already thought of a way out, he calmed down.

Wen Shujin saw that everyone was curious and their eyes were filled with gossip. She was afraid that they had already guessed that even children with the same father and mother would fight to the death for the family property. What's more, Wen Boyang had so many wives and so many children. How could there not be any fighting?

Wen Shujin smiled and said, "It's my fault. My dress got wet accidentally, so I had to change into a spare one."

Lu Huiyun looked as if she had suddenly realized something: "This skirt looks good and suits you. The previous one was too flashy."

An Yuyun knew what was going on and quickly changed the subject: "Our Shujin is so beautiful, she will look good no matter how she dresses."

Lu Huiyun didn't see through it, but Wen Shuyu on the side saw through everything. However, he didn't dare to go against the second house now, so he could only pretend that he knew nothing.

"Miss Wen, long time no see."