C97 Gala

When Wen Yuan woke up in the morning, there was no longer Yan Tine by her side. She looked around and saw that there was a note on the table beside the bed.

She composed herself and looked at it. It said, I have something to do with the company. I will go and take care of it first. There is a sandwich prepared in the kitchen. Remember to drink the milk next to it when it is hot.

It was Yan Tine's handwriting.

He really could not tell that someone like Yan Tine, who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth and had ten fingers that did not touch the spring water, was actually a good man living at home.

If others knew this, perhaps even more women would want to pounce on him, right?

When Wen Yuan thought of this, she pouted. No way, she could not bear to let others know about a treasure like this.

This simple note clearly brought her a lot of good mood. Wen Yuan hummed a tune and took a shower. After she finished tidying up, she went downstairs to enjoy a certain someone's love breakfast. In the end, she did not forget to give a satisfying hiccup.

Aye, she was really a rich wife now. Her life was very comfortable. But this kind of good mood was ultimately broken by a text message from Wen Qinghe.

The company held a gala at eight o'clock tonight. It was convenient for everyone to be familiar with each other and scold each other. They wanted all the members of the board to be present. The venue was at the Liz Hotel, so don't forget.

Behind the text message, Wen Qinghe even emphasized a few exclamation marks.

Wen Yuan only felt that it was funny. When Wen Qinghe did this kind of thing, how could he still have the face to point fingers in front of her?

And that Lee Zhe, he had only been a major shareholder for a few days, and he was already establishing his prestige in the company? Not going! She won't go even if I beat her to death!

Just thinking about it made Wen Yuan extremely angry, let alone seeing the Wen's change owners with her own eyes.

But very quickly, she regained her reason. Although she was extremely unwilling, she wanted to see with her own eyes just who this Lee Zhe was. Also, she wanted to observe the internal situation of the Wen's.

After weighing the pros and cons, Wen Yuan still decided to set off.

The people who entered and left the Liz Hotel were all reputable people, but Wen Yuan was the only one who wore daily clothes.

A pair of clothes, jeans, and a pair of shoes. If they were to add a cap, they would be the paparazzi without a doubt.

Because of her attire, the security outside the hall repeatedly confirmed the guest list before letting Wen Yuan in.

Walking into the hall, Wen Yuan not only frowned.

She never liked this kind of scene. The entire hall seemed to be soaked in music and champagne. The guests coming and going were all dressed in gorgeous dresses. The gold watches of the men were very heavy. As for the ladies, there were so many jewelry on their necks and wrists that they were afraid that they would not blind other people's faces.

They toasted and toasted with each other. They talked happily, but it only made Wen Yuan feel hypocritical.

Wen Yuan refused the wine glass handed over by the waiter and sat in a comfortable corner as a transparent person to survey everything in front of her.

"Director Li, congratulations!"

"Director Li, I'll have to trouble you to take care of me in the future!"

"Oh my, not only is our Director Li young and accomplished, but he has also given birth to such a good body. My daughter is about the same age as you. If you don't mind, let me introduce you two to each other?"

The man who was surrounded in the middle and whose face could not be seen was probably the new major shareholder, Lee Zhe.

Most of the people around him were members of the board of directors. Now that Wen Qingzhong had fallen into a disadvantageous position, did he not want to rush to curry favor with this major shareholder? He vividly portrayed what it meant to be a fence-sitter.

Wen Yuan curled her lips unhappily.

"Wen Yuan, why are you sitting here? I've been looking for you for a while. I thought you weren't here!" The person who spoke was Wen Qinghe.

When she heard his voice, Wen Yuan's expression changed and she coldly looked at him. She suddenly stood up from the sofa. "Uncle, I heard from my father that you promised him. After this period of time, you will help my father get back his shares. Then, may I ask, how do you plan to get it? When exactly do you plan to take it? What if I can't take it back?"

Wen Yuan's angry voice attracted the attention of the people beside her and they all looked towards Wen Qinghe.

Wen Qinghe saw this and frowned. Without saying anything, he pulled Wen Yuan to the side, "Wen Yuan, what are you doing? Pretending to embarrass me, right?"

Wen Yuan did not show any weakness in the face of the scolding, "What is it? Since Eldest Uncle has already done it, why should he be afraid of others saying it? Uncle, you haven't answered the question I asked you just now!"

Wen Yuan's words were mixed with ridicule and ridicule, causing Wen Qinghe to be extremely angry. However, considering the current situation, this is between your dad and me. Your dad hasn't even asked about it yet. Is it your turn to say it? Alright, alright, now isn't the time to talk about this. Hurry up and greet Director Li."

Wen Qinghe was about to pull Wen Yuan away but was forcefully flung away by Wen Yuan.

"Why should I go and greet him?" Wen Yuan asked coldly.

Her father was no longer in Wen's. Did Wen Qinghe really think he was in charge now?

Wen Qinghe knew that he could not convince her, so his tone became gentler. He advised, "I hope you won't be so stubborn. I'm doing this for your own good. Didn't you want to take back your father's shares? Now that you've become familiar with him, you might be able to talk more about the stock exchange in the future. Don't you think so?"

These words sounded quite pleasing to the ear. The moment he opened his mouth, it was for her good and for her good. But how could Wen Yuan not understand the thoughts of this old fox?

He definitely wanted to rely on her close relationship with Lee Zhe so that he could benefit in the company in the future.

"I'm not going!" Wen Yuan's tone was very firm, with an unquestionable dignity. Then she sat on the sofa at the side.

"Wen Yuan!" Wen Qinghe was obviously annoyed and could not help raising his tone.

Wen Yuan would not care about his emotions and said lightly, "If Uncle does not mind dragging it out in public to make you look bad, then I can also go over."

Wen Qinghe was so choked by her words that he couldn't speak. He was so angry that his chest rose and fell violently. "Forget it, do you want to go or not!"

He left behind that sentence and walked away angrily.

"Please make me a cup of hot tea!" Wen Yuan, who was sitting by the side, saw that Wen Qinghe was also angry in her heart. She asked the waiter beside her for a cup of tea.

"Okay, please wait a moment." Although it was rare to see people drinking tea at the banquet, Wen Yuan was a guest after all. The waiter politely agreed to her request.

"Miss Wen, your tea." After a while, someone handed her a cup of tea.

"Thank you." She reached out to take it. As her eyes moved, she saw the shoes of the person in front of her. Something flashed in her eyes.

These were definitely not shoes that a waiter could wear! Wen Yuan only reacted at this moment. She looked up and saw a man.