Are you sure you want to divorce me?

Wen Wenyao and Han Yufeng's "bad relationship" began at an entrepreneur forum held by an industry professional. His father pointed to the man who was talking on the stage and said, "See? This is your role model for the next ten years."

"I know, I know!" Wen Wenyao, who had lived in the shadow of "other people's children" since he was a child, naturally didn't like such words.In his thinking, the ones who are loved by the elders are either hypocrites or caring and well-behaved little sissies.

Han Yufeng was obviously not the latter.Not only is he not, but he is also very tall and straight, and the just-right smile that often hangs on his face is really resonant.

What a hypocrite, he thought.

"What did you say?"

"..." Did I accidentally say what was in my heart?

"It's nothing, I mean, Dad, this Han Dong is really handsome and handsome, and his conversation is extraordinary. When we communicate in the venue, I will discuss, teach, experience, and experience with him."

"That's right. You just came back from abroad and don't understand the domestic economic situation. Learning from others will benefit you in the future."

"Yes yes yes! Father!"

"Yeah." Wen Yehua saw his son's face was "teachable", so he relaxed and listened to the lecture attentively.As an entrepreneur of the older generation, Wen Yehua still has a lot to learn from young people, especially advanced technology and open thinking.

He not only listened carefully, but also took a lot of notes.Wen Wenyao next to him glanced at it inadvertently, then looked away bored, he was very disdainful of his father's behavior.In his opinion, what this person talked about was all low-level learning, not high-level at all, and it might as well be better than his own novels.

It is also thanks to his father who respected him so much.Wen Wenyao thought, what kind of meeting gift should I give this Chairman Han later? Make sure he will never forget it.

His brain was running at high speed, and soon, a plan appeared in his mind.

At the end of the lecture, there was an exchange reception. After three hours, Wen Wenyao found an excuse to break away from his father's control and went to play by himself.

He turned around in the field first, and after finding the target, he grabbed a goblet and walked slowly over.

"Isn't this Director Han? I'm hiding here for leisure, so I can find it easily."

The man on the sofa raised his eyebrows in surprise, but didn't raise his head. He didn't remember any interaction with the young master of the Wen family.

"It turned out to be Young Master Wen."

"I'd rather you call me Mr. Wen." Wen Wenyao sat down on the sofa opposite him, and put the goblet heavily on the table, not looking at all.

"Han Dong has no wine?" Wen Wenyao looked at the table with his eyes, and he was sure that there was no trace of other wine in front of him except his own glass of wine.

"Sorry, Han recently..."

He was interrupted by Wen Wenyao before he finished speaking. He pulled a waiter who was passing by, put a glass of wine on his tray and put it in front of Han Yufeng, "Han Dong, you are a gentleman, so I drank this glass of wine .”

"You can do it. It's just that I have never heard that there is an inevitable connection between a gentleman and wine."

"After today, it will be there."

"is it?"

What a domineering boy, he didn't go through any hardships at first glance.

Han Yufeng gently shook the goblet in his hand, with a half-smile expression on his face, he suddenly became interested in the person in front of him.