Soul of the rich

However, hearing Wen Zhiyuan's tone, Qi Jingyan should like him very much. No matter how Du Jing looks at Wen Zhiyuan, he has a thin and weak appearance, nothing more than a charming face like his mother's.

Thinking about it this way, he became even more indignant, his daughter was not as good as him in any way, and she didn't meet such a good marriage.

Thinking about it again, Qi Jingyan has already lost three of his companions, which is not a good thing, this brat is proud now, and I want to see how he dies in the future.

Tossing and turning, her face changed three times a second, Du Jing was finally able to bend and stretch, and leaned over to show a look of concern for the family, "Zhiyuan, there are some things your father doesn't want to tell you, after all, you are getting married, and the family It’s not good to bother you anymore. Auntie admits that it’s a bit selfish to help you manage the property, but if it’s not a last resort, who would care about his own son’s things. "

Wen Song sullenly said, "You're the one talking!"

Du Jing glanced at him, "My own father and son, 20 years of relationship, and there will be a lifetime in the future, there is nothing to say. In the future, your son knows that you don't bother him when you are sad and gray, and he will blame you. You say Right, Xiao Yuan?"

Wen Zhiyuan really wanted to applaud them, the acting skills of these two were also amazing!Not going to be an actor to earn a movie star or something, must be the number one loss of the empire's entertainment industry over the years.

We must use the policy of mourning soldiers and sacrifice family affection. Are you afraid of having nightmares at night if you say these words?

Seeing that Wen Zhiyuan didn't answer, Du Jing also had the ability to step down for herself. After saying a few words about parenting and parenting, she babbled about the plight of the family. There are a lot of relatives, mines are non-renewable, Mining less, being shackled by shareholders, Wen Song has no autonomy and so on.

It's hard for Wen Song to say these things, but as a woman, she has no scruples, and Wen Song is still sighing beside her while telling the story.

They probably didn't expect their attitude to be so tough beforehand, and they could improvise and act like this. Wen Zhiyuan just wanted to applaud, but now he really wants to set up a memorial tablet for them.

Du Jing spoke dryly, and looked at Wen Zhiyuan expectantly after speaking.

Wen Zhiyuan paused for a while, too lazy to dawdle with them, 【So? 】

Fuck it, life and death are not connected, the husband and wife are almost pissed to death.

Wen Chengxing's energy-raising skills are not good enough, his cultivation is far worse than his own parents, and he doesn't care about his family, so he has no intuitive understanding of the situation, so he watched the whole process of singing, reciting and beating. Three words, finally stood up and went out.

Wen Song's tea choked in his throat, his face was flushed, and Wen Zhiyuan looked at him with a serious and innocent face.

Du Jing couldn't bear it anymore, and finally said it bluntly, "So can you hand over the mine that Qi Jingyan gave you to your family?" Seeing Wen Zhiyuan's expressionless face, she quickly added, "Every year from now on, I will give you nothing. Not much, all the expenses are covered by the family, and I will definitely not embarrass you."

Wen Zhiyuan looked down at the optical computer screen in his hand, without saying a word.

Wen Song and Du Jing thought that he was unwilling, but they had already reached this point, and it seemed that it was impossible to force him any more today.Du Jing has already started to think about discussing with Wen Song in the afternoon to threaten Wen Zhiyuan with Bai Si.

In fact, Wen Zhiyuan was just stunned, because a light line of words jumped out on the screen of the optical brain, the color of the font was not much different from the background, if he hadn't been looking at it all the time, he might not have noticed it.

That line read, [Make a condition, stop playing. 】

Someone took control of my optical brain, and Wen Zhiyuan's brain was full of these words, and he typed tentatively on it, [Who? 】The superior replied domineeringly,【You man! 】

……

Wen Zhiyuan tried his best to control the twitching corners of his mouth, changed to a full-screen interface, and wrote on it, [It’s okay to take care of the family, and even I can discuss with Qi Jingyan that it’s okay to transfer the ownership directly to you, but I have a condition. 】Wen Song and Du Jing saw his words clearly, and the stones they held in their hearts fell. The Qi family told Wen Zhiyuan to transfer the account, but they dared not mention it to themselves. Wen Zhiyuan had to say it himself. .

"What do you want?" Wen Song twirled his fingertips, "If you don't need this mine, Dad will give it to you."

Wen Zhiyuan sneered, Tsk, you don’t even believe what you say, so write calmly, [Mom’s two energy stone mines, three metal mines, and grandpa’s manor. 】Unexpected and completely understandable answer, Wen Song heaved a sigh of relief. The metal mine that is about to shut down is the energy stone mine that has been mined for decades at the shortest. A new mine, a business that is sure to make money without losing money.

"Hey, you child is nostalgic," Wen Song smiled, and patted Wen Zhiyuan on the shoulder, "Your mother's mine was originally yours, and it was just managed by your father. Young Master, when you grow up, you should learn to take care of yourself."

Wen Zhiyuan nodded, not bothering to continue talking with him, 【Then I'll go back if it's okay, Qi Jingyan is still there. ] "Go, let's get along well," Wen Song smiled, and the wrinkles on his face stretched out, "If you want to eat special dishes at noon, please tell the butler in advance, don't worry, there is enough time for everything you want."

Wen Zhiyuan pushed the door and went out, pretending not to hear, just lowered his head to study the optical computer in his hand, how did Qi Jingyan connect to his computer?This is an independent device that cannot be connected to the star network.

When I opened the door of my bedroom, I saw Qi Jingyan comfortably nestled on the sofa reading materials, the sunlight cast a big grid in the center of the floor, this room that was a little strange in recent days suddenly made people feel soft.

Wen Zhiyuan didn't notice that his breath became much more balanced, he walked slowly to Qi Jingyan and sat down, and showed him the written words, 【How did you get into my optical brain? 】The font is peaceful and looks lifeless. Qi Jingyan opened his hand to open the optical computer in his hand, and there are thin metal wires added to the power port, "Transmission wiretapping chip."

Well, the military must have the latest technology. After thinking about it, I also know that my own optical brain is not very safe. Wen Zhiyuan put it aside when he figured it out, and continued to ask other questions, [Can you help me find a credible management team to sort it out? Mom's property? 】If you don't forcefully regain control, Wen Song will definitely work hard to continue digging benefits in his mother's mine.

"Yes." Qi Jingyan answered concisely, his eyes were still on the optical computer screen in his hand, and he didn't even give him a corner of his eyes.

Wen Zhiyuan even had the illusion that as long as he asked for something, he would definitely be satisfied. This kind of strange feeling of being pampered has never been experienced in 20 years of life, which is a bit strange.

[Uh, maybe this question sounds a bit strange, but why is it so nice to me? 】Qi Jingyan looked at him seriously for several seconds this time, "Quiet."

Well, the reason for getting benefits is that I can't speak. This reason unexpectedly matches Qi Jingyan's image very well!

Wen Zhiyuan bent down in frustration, feeling really complicated in his heart, leaning his elbows on the armrest of the sofa and scratching his brain boredly while propping his face.

Qi Jingyan glanced at him again, grabbed the hand he was stroking around and held it loosely, just like grabbing a health ball or other handles, after holding it, he never turned his attention to this side.

Did his scribbling and pulling also affect the cleanliness of his vision?Wen Zhiyuan stared at his held hand for almost a minute, then changed direction and found a comfortable position, resting his chin on the armrest of the sofa, basking in the sun, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Since it is good to be quiet, in view of my current status, I should obediently maintain and carry forward this advantage. Quick adaptation to the environment is also one of my advantages.

The environment was so comfortable that Wen Zhiyuan fell asleep again, until the maid knocked on the door and said lunch was ready.

Wen Zhiyuan was dragged up in a daze, took two steps, remembered, went to the bathroom and twisted a towel to wipe his face, and wiped off the nude makeup made by the designer, and wiped out a long black line on his eyebrows, probably Qi Jingyan didn't mind these things either, and he hated them too, so he just washed them off.

Qi Jingyan followed him to the door, watching him go into the bathroom to wipe his face in a daze, come out with a stained face, and then wash desperately, like a cat washing its face after waking up, it's quite interesting, not bad.

When the two walked to the restaurant, the whole family was already sitting on the seats, and Wen Song stood up with a few people to greet him, "Mr. Qi didn't have time to attend the dinner last time, so I must try our chef's specialty dishes today." .”

Qi Jingyan pulled Wen Zhiyuan, and directly sat in the seat left behind.

There were not many guests, and the table used was not long. On one side of the main seat was Wen Song and Du Jing, and on the other side were Wen Chengyue and Wen Chengxing. As far as I could see, there were only the seats opposite the main seat left on the entire table.

Qi Jingyan pulls Wen Zhiyuan and doesn't let go.

Wen Chengyue froze in embarrassment, Du Jing hurriedly stood up and asked the maid to change the tableware, "You child, you can't sit according to the habit today, you come here and let your brother sit next to Mr. Qi."

Wen Chengyue blushed and walked to the other end of the rectangular dining table, sat down a little aggrieved, and looked at Qi Jingyan with beautiful eyes.

Qi Jingyan let go of his hands and watched Wen Zhiyuan sit down and spread his own napkin without the help of the maid at all. The movement around him was like floating clouds, and he didn't take a look at it.

Wen Chengyue flirted with the blind man's pretty eyes, and she was very angry throughout the meal, and because of Du Jing's instructions, she couldn't talk much, and almost suffocated.

On the surface, the meal was enjoyable, the dishes were delicious, Wen Song justly commented on the chef's craftsmanship, Du Jing cheered for the king, Wen Chengxing gave face in his studies, Wen Chengyue was very good at etiquette, Qi Jingyan occasionally hummed, but he didn't let it go with people.

Wen Zhiyuan, eat well.

Because of what Qi Jingyan said before leaving the dining table, he felt that his digestion would be fine after a while.

Qi Jingyan said, "Xiaoyuan said that there is a lack of management talents. Aunt Nina will send a lawyer tomorrow and will bring financial personnel to help him calculate his property."