Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

"The process of changing the legal representative of Wen's Group was suspended due to Mr. Wen's sudden fainting. I heard that the result that had been voted through at the shareholders' meeting was not accepted by the old man. I don't know what the reason was that made the old man, who was always known for his elegance and decency, refuse to acknowledge the voting result on the spot. In the end, he even fainted and was hospitalized due to excessive emotion."

"I heard that he acted like a little kid."

"But our philanthropist Premier Wen is still very filial. Seeing that his father was so unwilling to accept it, he had no choice but to suspend the process and apologized to the shareholders. He planned to wait until his father was discharged from the hospital before going through the change registration process."

"He has always been a filial son."

"And he's very low-key, doing so much for charity with very little publicity, and he has a perfect family relationship - if it weren't for the tragedy many years ago."

"He never married again, did he?"

"Someone once introduced excellent ladies to Premier Wen, but he always rejected them, saying that he would only have one wife in his life."

"Fate always picks on the unfortunate - my wife died early, and my only son, whom I raised with great care for many years, had an accident many years later and has been unable to walk since then. Now my old father's health is also in trouble. Sigh..."

“I never thought that one day I would sympathize with a CEO with assets worth hundreds of billions.”

"Maybe it's because he behaves like an ordinary human being. He doesn't act high and mighty, but is close to and concerned about ordinary people."

“I hope there will be more entrepreneurs like this.”

"I also hope that Mr. Wen's health will recover soon."

"Yes."

"Okay, now that we've taken care of the important matters of the city's largest company, let's take a look at some places suitable for everyone to travel to this winter."

"Speaking of winter, there must be heavy snow."

"Speaking of heavy snow..."

……

tear-

Ye Kong turned over a page of comics.

Two familiar hosts were still chattering on the radio next to my ears.

The sound echoed in the warm tent, and the wind and snow outside hit the plastic sheet, making a whistling sound.

That’s right, it’s snowing in Yuzhou again.

But it's just a little snow.

Ye Kong would take advantage of the snow to hide in the tent on the rooftop, so that he could look up at any time to see the snowflakes falling from the transparent plastic sheet.

Amid the noise of the radio, she flipped back two pages, but when she found that she couldn't concentrate much, she picked up her phone.

After staying still for two seconds, she took a picture outside and sent the blurry snow scene to Wen Can.

Soon she received a reply.

It is also a photo of a snowy scene, but this is a photo of a snow-covered forest taken through a glass window. It is obviously not the Wen family manor. There is also a small round table in the floor-to-ceiling window with an ice bucket on the table with a bottle of red wine chilled in it.

Ye Kong was stunned for a moment, sat up straight, and typed to ask him where he was.

The location was returned and it was a high-end resort.

Ye Kong narrowed his eyes and typed——

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Ye Kong: You want to go drink and enjoy the snow without asking me?

Wen Can: There are people who are disgusting.

Ye Kong: Wen Rong?

Wen Can: You are amazingly perceptive.

Ye Kong: Apart from him, I can't think of anyone else who can make you feel disgusted by your frank words.

Ye Kong: I saw what happened recently, and it was on the local news.

Wen Can: It means the public relations department is stepping up its work.

Ye Kong: Are you willing to give him all the positions?

Wen Can: I don’t belong to the group, and I don’t want those positions.

Ye Kong: With Xingfei, you don’t really need the Wen family.

……

Ye Kong hesitated for a moment, but still typed: But, did the Wen family ever have your mother’s hard work?

Wen Can: It doesn’t matter. I have brought all her most important efforts to Xingfei.

Ye Kong: That’s good. How is that old man?

Wen Can: It’s okay, I just don’t want to be discharged from the hospital.

Ye Kong: So Wen Rong was very depressed and asked you to go to the resort to drink?

Wen Can: I feel like you have completely figured out his mental journey.

Ye Kong: Does the mental journey of this kind of histrionic personality need to be deliberately sorted out?

Wen Can: ...

Ye Kong: But your grandfather's delay is useless, it will only consolidate Wen Rong's image of being filial. When everyone thinks he has endured enough, even if he faints on the spot again, Wen Rong can continue to register without any damage to his reputation. He may even be praised.

Wen Can: So he is not too depressed.

A moment later, another message came.

Wen Can: The deadline is about two weeks, waiting for him to come back from Nangang.

Ye Kong: Are you going to Nangang too?

Wen Can: I will probably go. Is there anything you want? I will bring it back for you.

Ye Kong:?

Wen Can: Others like to buy things in Nangang, and I can also buy them for you.

Ye Kong: Do you go there in person or ask your secretary to buy it for you?

Wen Can: Go in person.

Ye Kong: If someone takes a picture of you, you should say that you have a new girlfriend. You’re dating again just after such a short time since we broke up. You’re such a playboy.

Wen Can: It doesn’t matter. Everyone says that I’m a playboy, but you are the only one who knows that both my ex and my current boyfriend are you. Isn’t that interesting?

Ye Kong: Wow, have you been secretly watching TV dramas to study recently?

Wen Can: What to learn?

Ye Kong: Learn how to seduce someone like me.

Wen Can: What kind of person are you?

Ye Kong: No one likes people who like people like you.

Wen Can: ...Can I beat you no matter how many TV dramas I watch?

Ye Kong: No, I am a talented player.

Ye Kong: I only discovered this after I met you.

Yekong: Picture.JPG

·

Because the resort is in the mountains, the signal is not very good. Wen Can waited for a long time before it loaded to 80%.

He became a little anxious, sat up a little straighter, clicked the picture twice, and when he was about to click it for the third time, the picture suddenly loaded to 100%.

The blank space suddenly lit up and enlarged on the screen as he clicked.

It was a quick sketch of a heart-shaped leaf with a smiley face drawn on it and the word "love you" scribbled in pencil in the corner.

Wen Can: ...

My heart skipped a beat for a moment.

The blood in the whole body stopped flowing, as if the soul was held invisibly for a moment, and then slowly reacted with the sound of the heartbeat recovering and speeding up.

The man couldn't help but hold the phone tightly, his fingertips pressing on the cold machine, but he was unwilling to block the picture at all.

It was not until someone opened the door and walked in that he suddenly turned off the screen reflexively, put his phone upside down on the table, and turned to look at the door.

"A-Chan, I have an appointment with a Chinese doctor to give me acupuncture tonight. Do you want to join us later?"

The middle-aged man walked over and sat down opposite, leaning back comfortably. Seeing Wen Can shaking his head to refuse, he couldn't help but sigh: "You really don't care about yourself now. How can your body bear it if you continue like this? When we come back from Nangang, you must go to the hospital for a check-up. Dad will accompany you personally!"

Since the day of voting, Wen Rong had become even closer and kinder to him, and his every move and every word seemed to fully reveal his overflowing fatherly love.

Wen Can didn't comment on what he said. He just picked up the wine glass and took another sip, but Wen Rong snatched the glass away again.

"Dad is talking to you! He told you to take care of yourself but you're still drinking! Didn't you see that your grandfather hasn't been drinking much since this year? He even said he's going to quit drinking completely from now on!"

Wen Rong gave him a reproachful look, then slowly leaned back, shifting his attention. A smile that was either cold or mocking appeared on his face again: "I didn't realize it before, but now I realize that your grandfather is also very afraid of aging and death. I went to the hospital recently and heard that his recent diet was specially customized by the doctor and nutritionist after a meeting, and someone takes him to do exercises suitable for the elderly every day."

"He wants to live longer." Wen Rong poured himself a glass of wine, slowly shook it in his hand, and said with a smile, "He's already 70 years old, but he still wants to live to 80, 90, or even 100. He wishes he could live forever. Even though I'm his son, I have to admit that this is a kind of greed."

Wen Can remained silent.

Wen Rong reacted and said with a little regret: "Of course I don't want your grandfather to live longer..."

"I know that anyone who has experienced what you have experienced will inevitably feel a little resentful - it's not your fault."

Wen Rong let out an exaggerated sigh of relief, his eyes even reddened slightly. He raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp before saying with a wry smile, "I should have thought of this earlier. The only people in this world who can understand me and feel sorry for me are you and my son."

Wen Can curled the corner of his mouth and turned away his eyes.

Wen Rong didn't care about his perfunctory attitude. He just put the cup on the table and said, "Dad will definitely accompany you to the sea when we go to Nangang this time! You can watch fish, shrimps, and dolphins, or even drive the boat to the Pacific Ocean to chase whales! How is it?"

"Okay."

“I hope everything will be perfect.”

Thinking of that difficult undead demon, Wen Rong couldn't help but frown again, and then sneered, "Even if it's not perfect, I will force it to be perfect! I am determined to get that damn IP!"

·

Ye Kong came down from the rooftop.

She turned the radio back on, put her phone aside, and heard the discussion about travel destinations coming to an end.

"...Finally, there is one place that is also a particularly magical snow scene this year, and that is South Port."

"Yes, we all know that Nangang is a city where it is rare to see snow, but this year..."

……

The girl walked around the screen and came to the table amid the broadcast.

Facing the gray snowy sky outside the window, she picked up the painted mask on the table, looked at it for a moment, then raised her hand to cover her face.

"Snow on the sea! Deep winter in the alley!"

“This year, Nangang will surely become a winter tourist destination in the hearts of many people!”

The girl raised her head in the daylight and looked at the snow on Yuzhou outside the window.

The light snow fell heavily, landing in every pair of eyes in this city that looked up at the sky.