The system takes the poor cub to find his father

"Brother Lin, I'm here to resign." Xiao Yuan said directly, and at the same time took a step forward, just blocking Lin Xuan's sight who was frequently glancing in the direction of Butler Liu.

Xiao Yuan seems heartless on weekdays, but in fact, he understands people like Lin Xuan very thoroughly.

Originally, he didn't understand why Lin Xuan sent him back to Brother Yan. Now, after learning about what happened online and from Brother Yan's mouth, he learned that he had terminated his contract with the company.

Now that the company sees that Brother Yan’s reputation is gradually improving, it must be thinking of bringing Brother Yan back to make money for the company.

"Have you figured it out?"

Lin Xuan was already a little upset because of Wen Yan's matter. Now even Xiao Yuan, the assistant, was threatening to resign. Lin Xuan was even more annoyed.

"Xiao Yuan, you need to know how difficult the current job environment is. There are a lot of assistants like you in the job market, and there are many people who are better than you. If you leave the company, you may not be able to find a better job. I advise you to think it over carefully."

"Thank you Brother Lin for your concern, but I still want to resign." Xiao Yuan's attitude was very firm.

Seeing that Xiao Yuan was determined to leave, Lin Xuan's face immediately turned cold and he didn't want to say anything more to him.

"Okay, then go directly to the HR department to complete the resignation procedures."

Lin Xuan originally thought that since Xiao Yuan performed well with Wen Yan, he would let Xiao Yuan continue to be Wen Yan's assistant after Wen Yan signed back.

Now it seems that Xiao Yuan is also an unlucky person.

Lin Xuan didn't want to waste any more words on a young assistant, so he waved his hand and let him leave.

"Thank you Brother Lin for your care." Xiao Yuan bowed to him, then walked towards the company with a relaxed look and brisk steps.

In less than ten minutes, Xiao Yuan, who had finished the formalities, came out holding a box.

When Butler Liu saw this from the car, he opened the door and got out to greet him.

He took the box from Xiao Yuan, opened the trunk of the car and put it in.

Then, the two got in the car and quickly disappeared from the spot.

After Lin Xuan returned to the office, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

He must have seen that car somewhere before.

Several people gathered in the tea room, talking about something!

"Did you see who was the person who picked up Xiao Yuan? He looked quite old."

"Tsk tsk, Xiao Yuan must have been following celebrities for too long and learned how to get rich from wealthy sponsors in the entertainment industry."

"It's so old, but Xiao Yuan can still eat it. The bacon is too old."

"What do you know? Didn't you see the car that old man was driving? It was a limited edition, with less than ten in the entire continent."

"Oh my god, is that old man so rich? If so, I'd like him too. That's not an old man, that's my old baby."

"Okay, stop guessing. I just took a picture of the license plate number of that car. I feel like I've seen it somewhere before."

"Let me see, isn't this the one?" The person who spoke flipped through a pile of magazines and took out a financial book.

"Ah, I found it. Look at this. Is this the car?"

"Wow, it really is the car of the president of Wen's Group."

The crowd gathered around.

This is a photo of Wen Xiuyuan taken during a financial interview, which was later published in that issue of the weekly magazine.

"Wow, you see, the man holding an umbrella with the Wen Group's president is the old man from before. But you know what, I always feel that the Wen Group's president looks a bit like Wen Yanchang."

The sound of people talking stopped Lin Xuan from pushing the door open.

Their unintentional words were like a thunderclap that instantly split the fog blocking Lin Xuan's eyes, and his face turned pale.

He had always felt that something was wrong. He had always felt that there was an indescribable sense of incongruity about Wen Yan.

Now everything seems to have an explanation. Wen's Group is one of the best companies in Asia Pacific, and the person following the president of Wen's Group is the driver of Wen Yan's family. So the relationship between Wen Yan and the president of Wen's Group is self-evident.

I have always heard that the president of Wen Corporation has an only son who has never been seen by the public. I never expected that he would conceal his identity and come to their small company to be an artist.

Lin Xuan's face turned paler and paler. If that was the case, the company's plan to re-sign Wen Yan was simply a daydream.

Before this incident, the negative rumors about Wen Yan on the Internet would always disappear unnoticed.

When he was with Wen Yan, he was still an unknown person in the company.

However, after taking over Wen Yan, many partners who he was not qualified to meet before took the initiative to extend olive branches to him.

He didn't think too much about it at the time, and always believed that it was because of his ability that they knew Wen Yan.

Now that he thinks about it, it was because of Wen Yan that he became a broker standing at the forefront of the company.

No wonder ever since Wen Yan’s accident, he recommended more suitable artists to his partners in order to continue the cooperation, but they were all rejected.

It is precisely because his recent business performance has plummeted that the company's major shareholders are strongly dissatisfied, so they will abandon him so casually like now.

Oh! It turns out that he is nothing without Wen Yan.

In the past, he always believed that it was because of his efforts that Wen Yan became famous.

Wen Yan must have been laughing at him at that time.

Lin Xuan's expression was distorted. The gossipers turned their heads and saw his dark face. They were all startled and hurriedly dispersed and fled from him.

He was left alone in the tea room, with his head lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wen's Courtyard,

Wen Xu looked up at the stairs frequently. Dad and the black-faced grandfather had been upstairs for a long time and hadn't come down yet. Could it be that he was bullied by the black-faced grandfather?

Jiang Manxin could tell that the cub was restless sitting next to her, so she gently stroked the cub's little head.

"Don't worry, baby."

Finally, with the little cub eagerly waiting, Wen Yan and Wen Xiuyuan finally came down from upstairs. The little cub stood up from the sofa in surprise, and before Jiang Manxin could react, the little cub had already rushed to Wen Yan's side.

"Dad~"

Seeing Wen Xiuyuan's figure, the little cub instantly tensed up and looked at the man warily. Wen Xiuyuan was a little helpless. Why was this little guy so afraid of him?

He leaned over and pulled the cub off Wen Yan's legs, lifting it up and holding it in his arms.

"Dad~help."

The little cub was startled by Wen Xiuyuan's sudden attack. He stretched out his hands and pulled his little body hard to get to Wen Yan.

"Be good, grandpa will eat you. Are you so afraid of me? Huh?" Wen Xiuyuan reached out and pinched the little cub's nose, blocking his cry for help.

"Eh." The little cub whose nose was pinched was a little dazed. He opened his big eyes and saw that the black-faced grandfather had no intention of hitting him. He also saw that the black-faced grandfather was looking at him with a doting expression.

The little cub was a little silly. His grandfather would not hug him or pinch his nose, and always looked at him with a cold gaze.

It turns out that the grandfather with a black face is not necessarily a bad person!

"Wen-Xiu-Yuan, how old are you? Why are you bullying a child?"

A roar came from behind Wen Xu.

Soon, a sweet fragrance came over, and Jiang Manxin appeared behind them. Her slender and beautiful fingers pinched Wen Xiuyuan's ears and twisted them hard, causing him to almost lose his "black-faced grandfather" persona in pain.

Wen Yan found an opportunity to snatch the little cub from his father's arms, and quickly took the little cub away from the battlefield.