Quick Travel: Cannon fodder, she is beautiful, Lu Ziye

Xia Jingtian's execution ability was faster than Bai Nuannuan imagined.

And Han Chuyao successfully attracted a large number of cp fans through her performance on a love variety show with Meng Fei.

Almost all the artists who were led by Bai Nuannuan in the past were willing to leave with her.

Originally the company didn't care at all, but after signing the termination contracts one after another, the president of the company fell into confusion when he looked at the empty company.

Um? ?Why is it different from what they imagined.

The head office has a funding problem. Subsidiaries like entertainment companies can get money the fastest and are the easiest to obtain working capital.

But Bai Nuannuan directly took Xia Jingtian to pull out all the money and completely put an end to the head office's plan.

In the next week, Bai Nuannuan took advantage of Xia Jingtian's connections and participated in many business banquets one after another.

Most people are aware of the news that the Wen Group's capital turnover is not smooth, and they are happy to cooperate with Bai Nuannuan at this time, so that they can smoothly get a share of the pie.

Bai Nuannuan didn't care at all under what pretext these people came to cooperate with her.

Her movements were so big that even Mr. Song got wind of her.

Mr. Song had just put down a cup of tea when the man sitting on the sofa opposite him lazily crossed his legs and slowly put down the tea in his hand.

Mr. Song was confused: "Don't you have any games to play? Don't you have a girlfriend? Why do you keep running to my house every day?"

Song Luyan looked at him with a half-smile, and his voice was extremely bad, not like someone asking for help: "I'm here to ask you for a favor."

These words gave Mr. Song some interest.

He sat up straight and said, "For your girlfriend?"

Song Luyan said without any hesitation: "Yes."

"You are not young anymore, and your abilities are not weak. Why do you come to me when you can do things yourself?" Mr. Song was obviously embarrassed to speak, and he waved his hand impatiently on the spot.

"If you don't want to help, you can find a way on your own. Lao Li, kick people out!"

Song Luyan sat firmly on the sofa, met Butler Li's troubled eyes, and smiled slightly: "My dad is old and always makes some noise. Uncle Li, just pretend you didn't hear."

As if receiving an amnesty, Butler Li quickly put down the fruit plate in his hand and stopped running too fast.

"Hey, is this your home or mine?" Mr. Song was speechless.

Song Luyan was too lazy to pay attention to his nonsense: "Nuan Nuan has a stubborn personality. She will be unhappy if I take action."

Mr. Song was even more speechless: "You haven't believed that little girl for a long time?"

"No," Song Luyan glanced at him, his eyes full of trust, "I believe she has this ability, but I can't allow her to be hurt at all."

Just like when he first saw her.

She is flamboyant and bright, with a glow of confidence all over her body.

But the grievances she cried to him while drunkenly pierced his heart like a thorn that could not be worn away.

Song Luyan promised her to go back, but as Special Assistant Zhao said, a large part of his industrial power was abroad.

Bai Nuannuan wants to suppress and overthrow the Wen Group. To a large extent, he needs Mr. Song to come forward as the recommender.

Mr. Song, who is not willing to be a tool man:...

After a while, Mr. Song took the lead and took a step back: "I can only give this face to my future daughter-in-law."

Song Luyan's lips curled up slightly, and when he thought of Bai Nuannuan, his eyes softened unconsciously: "When I won the world championship."

This is the answer again.

Mr. Song shook his head, still not understanding what young people like them were thinking now.

Not understanding and letting go.

*

Bai Nuannuan's movements were too big. After the cloth strips were removed from her eyes, the shock of seeing the light again made her squint unconsciously.

Before I could get used to it, Wen Yang's bastard voice came to my ears.

"Hey, let me see who this is. Isn't this Mr. Wen who has been very popular recently?"

As Wen Yang spoke, he threw the porcelain vase at her feet. Many of the splashed porcelain shards scratched her skin.

Bai Nuannuan frowned and looked around. They were all familiar furnishings to her.

Can't help but sneer.

Wen Yang had the courage to kidnap her, but he only dared to kidnap her to the Wen family's old house.

Bai Nuannuan looked at Wen Yang indifferently: "Take me to see the old man."

"You still think that you are the adopted daughter of the Wen family, Wen Yinuan?"

Wen Yang had a bad face, and he even suspected that if she were not a woman, Wen Yang would pounce on her and fight her.

"I called Xia Jingtian this morning. If I don't attend the group meeting on time this afternoon, I will lead the police to this place based on the GPS location on my phone."

Bai Nuannuan looked at him leisurely, deliberately irritating him: "Are you so useless? The Wen Group has not improved at all in your hands, but the situation has taken a turn for the worse."

"Wen Yang, if I were you, I would be too embarrassed to see anyone."

"shut up!"

Every word Bai Nuannuan said was at the point of Wen Yang's rage. He excitedly raised his fist and was about to hit her!

"Master Wenyang!"

The old housekeeper suddenly appeared, followed by three or four bodyguards in black, who quickly and orderly untied the ropes that bound Bai Nuannuan.

Bai Nuannuan poked her head out from the crowd, not forgetting to continue to irritate that good-for-nothing Wen Yang: "I haven't seen you for a long time, old housekeeper. Are you still coughing at night?"

Looking at Bai Nuannuan, the smile on the old housekeeper's face became obviously much more sincere: "Much better, thank you for your concern, miss."

This incident made Wen Yang very angry.

"Butler, what do you mean? I brought Wen Yinuan back today!"

When the old housekeeper faced Wen Yang, a reckless man, he was obviously a little unhappy: "The old man has given orders to take the young lady to the study on the third floor to meet him."

Hearing that it was Mr. Wen's order, Wen Yang became furious and could not argue at all.

The last thing he can't mess with now is the old man.

If one of them got angry, Wen Yang would have no choice but to tuck his tail between his legs and return to the remote Binhu.

As a last resort, Wen Yang took a step back with his people so that the old housekeeper could take Bai Nuannuan away.

After getting up from the stool, Bai Nuannuan rubbed her sore wrists. When Wen Yang saw her disdainful eyes, he immediately glared at her, looking like he wanted to punch her.

The old housekeeper coughed slightly, signaling for both of them to be quiet.

*

Not only Bai Nuannuan, but also the original person rarely went to the study room on the third floor.

Mr. Wen never allowed juniors like them to enter.

The old butler knocked on the door. After an old and thick "come in" came, the old butler turned sideways and opened the door for Bai Nuannuan to let out.

"Miss, go in, the old man is still waiting for you."