After wearing the book, the richest man became my diehard fan

When Wen Zong arrived home, Wen Junchen and the others were not there as expected, Wen Zong didn't even look at the invitation letter, and put it directly on the table in the living room.

After returning to the room, Wen Zong had nothing to do, so he sorted out all the original things that he hadn't had time to sort out before, and then found a few large cardboard boxes under the bed.

After a lot of effort, the box didn't move at all, but Wen Zong made himself out of breath.

When Uncle Zhang came in with the cooked lunch, he saw that the corner of the milky white cashmere quilt was turned over on the bed, and Wen Zong sat on the edge of the bed panting.

"Master, are you going to drag out the box? Leave this to me." After speaking, Uncle Zhang put down his lunch and went out.

Not long after, he came back with the only two male servants in the family. These two men were already muscular and strong, so they could easily drag a box.But after a while, several cardboard boxes were pushed out from under the big bed, along with the dust under the bed.

So, the next moment, another servant came with a broom to clean up under the bed, and thoughtfully helped Wen Zong wipe off all the floating dust on the cardboard box.

Uncle Zhang saw the tape sealed on the cardboard box, sent scissors to Wen Zong with great insight, and based on the principle of not asking the master's secrets, said: "Young master, you are busy, call me if you need it."

Wen Zong watched the group of people rushing about, but he didn't intervene at all, so he couldn't tell the truth in his heart.It may be that he was afraid of being poor before wearing a book, and he always felt that even if he was rich now, he couldn't watch others help him with work.

If only the body was better.

Uncle Zhang led the servants out of the room, leaving room for Wen Zong to play freely.

Wen Zong shook off the messy thoughts in his head, squatted down and opened the box.

The first box is full of professional books on law, which is not too surprising, after all, the original body was a student of the law department before leaving school.The second and third boxes were full of suspenseful novels and criminal investigation autobiographies, and Wen Zong suddenly became excited.

Coincidentally, he studied law at Tsingbei University before he transmigrated, and he loved reading suspenseful novels very much. At that time, he had already read all the suspenseful novels he could find in his own world.And this novel world is not only different in the mobile app, even the books are books that Wen Zong has never seen before!

Wen Zong was completely surrounded by the excitement of having a new book to read, he casually flipped through the book and read it.

In the evening, he also ordered a wooden bookshelf on the shopping app to be placed on the empty half wall next to the desk.

After finishing all the work, Wen Zong turned on the computer, and after noticing that there was a novel website called "Lvjiang" among the URLs he often browsed, there was a wave of turmoil in his heart, and he unconsciously remembered that he had always wanted to make But never finished.

For so many years, his life has been occupied by studies and part-time jobs, leaving him little free time, and he doesn't even get enough sleep every day, but he still has a strong interest in writing.

My original dream was to save a certain amount of rental money after graduating from graduate school, get a better computer, find a suitable job, spend my spare time writing novels, and carry out my interests to the end.However, the dream is beautiful, but the reality is skinny. After writing the beginning of his novel, it was still in the manuscript box of the mobile phone, and he died first.

Fortunately, he changed his way of life at this time, and he didn't have any unnecessary troubles, so it was just right for him to continue doing this.

So, Wen Zong opened Lujiang, registered an ordinary account, carefully studied the functions of the background, and applied for an author account with the pen name "Cong Cong" that he had thought of before.

When he was in college, he wrote a suspense novel in the memo on his mobile phone.

The male protagonist is an ordinary student in a certain university. Because his father is an expert in criminal investigation, he has been obsessed with it since he was a child and has developed a strong interest in it.Originally, it was just a coincidence that I followed my father to the scene of the crime and watched it from a distance. As a result, I started to encounter new cases one after another, and then discovered that there was a big conspiracy in it.

At that time, the memo contained only a little over [-] pieces of content. Wen Zong still remembered all the content, and retyped it into the computer document word by word, and also made supplementary revisions to the details along the way.

When it was almost eight o'clock, Uncle Zhang knocked on the door: "Eldest young master, the master is back, he has something to ask you."

Wen Zong paused while typing, closed the computer and walked out of the room. Most likely, Wen Junchen wanted to ask him about the invitation letter.

In the living room, Wen Junchen flipped through the black-backed gold-stamped invitation letter several times, looked up and saw Wen Zong coming down, and asked impatiently: "What is this?"

"The invitation letter was given by the Tan family." Wen Zong said truthfully.

"For you?" Wen Junchen asked again.

"It was only after we met by chance that Mr. Tan asked me to bring it back."

"Mr. Tan? Tan Jingyao?" Mentioning "Mr. Tan", people in the business world would only think of Tan Jingyao, but Wen Junchen's tone revealed an indescribable strangeness.

Wen Zong stared closely at his nominal and current blood father, not quite understanding where the other party was unhappy.According to the original plot, the Wen family and the Tan family will be in-laws in the future, and grandfather and Mr. Jin will be old friends. Naturally, the relationship between the two families should be harmonious, and business cooperation must be the majority.

Was it then that the only possible cause of unhappiness lay in him?

"You know Tan Jingyao?" Wen Junchen obviously had doubts when he asked this sentence.

Such a tone completely confirmed Wen Zong's conjecture, he nodded: "En."

We did know each other, met twice, knew each other's names, and said a few words, but they were not familiar with each other.

Wen Junchen's expression suddenly became even weirder, he couldn't figure it out, how could Wen Zong know someone like Tan Jingyao when he locked himself at home all day.Moreover, the Wen family and the Tan family have no business relationship in essence, because the Wen family is engaged in real estate, and the scientific and technological development of the Tan family is completely different from the two directions, so even Wen Junchen himself has not met Tan Jingyao a few times, at most. At the business reception, we met a relationship of nodding and toasting wine.

But now, Wen Zong actually said with certainty that he knew Tan Jingyao?

Wen Zong faced Wen Junchen's questioning expression, and didn't want to continue the chat: "Is there anything else? If not, I'll go back to my room first."

Wen Junchen gave Wen Zong a meaningful look, his throat moved slightly, and he said after a while, "How long have you known each other?"

Although real estate and science and technology development are not connected on the surface, it does not mean that they cannot cooperate at all.In the past, Wen Junchen felt that the Tan family could not be climbed, and he and Wen Huahui had a quarrel three years ago because of their second marriage. Even if he knew that Wen Huahui and Tan Jingyao's grandfather had a good relationship, he would not dare to make friends casually. different.

No matter how successful Tan Jingyao is in his career, but at the age of 28, he is still young in his eyes. As long as he can play with Wen Zong, who is also young and just [-] years old, it will definitely be no problem to say a few nice words.

Wen Zong didn't want to answer such a question. Firstly, he wasn't sure whether Tan Jingyao and Yuanchen had a good relationship before, and secondly, he always felt that Wen Junchen's asking such a question seemed like he was planning for something.

"You are on the dinner list this time, you go with me, and thank Mr. Tan then." Wen Junchen hesitated again and again, but still did not reveal his purpose, trying to pretend to be calm.

Wen Zong complained about "old fox" in his heart, said "oh", turned around and went upstairs to his room.

The Tan family's business dinner is scheduled for the end of January, just a few days before Chinese New Year.

Early in the morning, Uncle Zhang brought the suit for the dinner to Wen Zong.

This white suit was custom-made according to the original body, and it had been hanging in the cloakroom before, and never had the opportunity to wear it out to show its face.

Wen Zong tried it on in the mirror, and it fit him very well, but when he turned his head and saw the heavy snow falling outside the french window, he started to shrink back.

"Can I wear a down jacket outside?" Wen Zong asked very simply.

Uncle Zhang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head apologetically: "Young master, the Tan family's business banquets have always been attended by the media, otherwise they would not have sent invitations so formally. If you wear a down jacket, the suit jacket will be overwhelmed." It won't look good if it has creases."

formal?

Obviously it was handed to him casually.

Speaking of which, Tan Jingyao from another family also sent them one by one?

Even though Wen Zong thought so, he also knew that it was impossible. How could Tan Jingyao, who was worth hundreds of millions of dollars every minute, do such a boring thing? It must be a coincidence to send him an invitation letter.

"Is there a warm baby?" Wen Zong just wants to be warm now. Although his body has become slightly less weak after this period of conditioning, he still hasn't been able to get rid of the word "crispy skin" in essence.

"Warm baby... I'll arrange someone to buy it for you." Wen's family has floor heating, as long as you don't go out in winter, it's not cold, so naturally you won't prepare warm baby at home, but you can buy it soon of.

Uncle Zhang quickly arranged for his servants to go out to buy a baby warmer, and then he comforted Wen Zong: "Master, you got into the car as soon as you left the house. There is air conditioning in the car, and there must be air conditioning in the place where the banquet is. Don't worry too much." .”

Wen Zong couldn't be persuaded, just the distance from the porch to the gate, he could freeze into ice, and he could only silently pray in his heart that it was just looking cold outside.

At night, Wen Zong put four baby warmers on the front and back of his suit shirt before he was willing to step out of the entrance.Sitting in the back seat of the car, he looked at Wen Shan with her shoulders exposed, and couldn't quite understand why she wasn't afraid of the cold at all.

Maybe this is the halo of the heroine!

Wen Shan didn't know what Wen Zong was thinking at all, she buried her head in her phone, pressed her slender fingers on the keyboard, then suddenly raised her head after a while, and moved closer to Wen Zong's side.

"Brother..." Wen Shan called Wen Zong very carefully.

Wen Zong looked at her with doubts on his face.

"Brother, tonight... Can I ask you a favor tonight?" Wen Shan probably couldn't find anyone else who could help, and her attitude was extremely sincere.

"What?" Seeing her constantly looking at Wen Junchen and Li Donghui in the front seat, Wen Zong speculated that she didn't want them to know, so he lowered his voice.

"I'll tell you on the phone!" Wen Shan knew that Wen Zong was easy to talk, so she quickly picked up her phone to send Wen Zong a VX message.

[Shanshan]: I want to leave early at night, please help me make a cover.

[Shanshan]: If my parents ask me, just say I have diarrhea in the toilet!

[Shanshan]: Please, please!

[Wen Zong]: Yes, yes, but... it's not safe so late, is it?

Wen Zong thought that the other party was a girl, or his sister in name, so it was better to pay more attention to it.

[Shanshan]: No problem!I'm going to meet my boyfriend!

[Shanshan]: He was busy competing, we haven't seen each other for a while QWQ[Shanshan]: Please, please, please!

Wen Zong: ...?

Boy friend? !

busy competing? !

Shouldn't the boyfriend be Tan Jingyao? !