The entertainment tycoon of the Republic of China

It is rare for Xie Yan to have a dreamless night and sleep soundly. The world of sleep is dark and quiet, and his body is like falling into the cotton that does not have any boundaries. It exudes a reassuring atmosphere. It seems that there is a reliable figure guarding him all the time. he.

When he woke up naturally the next morning, Wen Heng had disappeared, only the subtle sensation from his body reminded him of what happened here last night.

Xie Yan blushed, and hurriedly got up to wash up. Wen Heng walked in again just after cleaning up and before changing clothes.

"I thought you had already left..." Seeing Wen Heng, Xie Yan naturally flashed all kinds of clips from last night in her mind, and the first thought that popped up in her heart was that Wen Heng really is a model of looking thin and fleshy when dressed.

"Why did you get up so early?" Wen Heng didn't know what kind of theater was going on in Xie Yan's mind, so he stepped forward and pulled him into his arms, "Is your back hurting? I asked the kitchen to heat up breakfast for you, so you can sleep for a while."

"..." Xie Yan blushed because of this sentence. He was obviously older than Wen Heng in actual age, but at this moment he was eaten to death.

Feeling Wen Heng's hand touching his waist again, Xie Yan was startled, and quickly raised his head, "I really have something to do today, don't make trouble!"

Wen Heng was innocent, "I just want to rub it for you."

"..."

Wen Heng asked again, "Where did you go?"

"..."

"Don't ask." Xie Yan covered her face, "Anyway, I'm going to the theater, so you should go too."

"Mother has someone make some new clothes for you, you change them first, and I'll take you there after breakfast." Wen Heng gestured to the bag in his hand, he was just called by Mrs. Wen to settle the matter.

"Huh? Why are you making clothes for me?" Xie Yan was taken aback, wondering if she had overlooked something.

"Probably because it was so cheap to make, and there was some fabric left over, so I made it for you." Wen Heng thought in his heart, of course it was because Mother regarded you as her own family, and just made an excuse on her lips.

"Really?" Xie Yan still felt that something was wrong.

"Okay, let's change clothes." Wen Heng kissed Xie Yan's cheek to stop him from thinking about it, "Does our current relationship need to be so clear?"

Xie Yan didn't know whether it was Wen Heng's intention or he was thinking wrong, his face became hot again when he heard this, he took the bag and pushed Wen Heng out.

The few sets of clothes Mrs. Wen ordered for Xie Yan were still in the gown style, but the fabric was obviously much better than the ones he wore before. Each set had delicate dark patterns, and some were even embroidered with bamboo and chrysanthemums. Ornamentation.

Xie Yan put on a new jacket and water trousers, picked out a goose-yellow gown with auspicious clouds and dark patterns on it, and carefully fastened the top button in front of the mirror to cover up the scars on her neck that made people blush and heartbeat. Looking at his image with satisfaction, he nodded.

When Xie Yan went downstairs to the restaurant, Mrs. Wen hadn't left. She was sipping the health-preserving old duck soup. Seeing Xie Yan walking in new clothes, she smiled with satisfaction, "I just said this color suits you, so The bright colors only look good on young people like you."

Xie Yan's skin was already fair, but it was even more lustrous against the goose yellow color, making her look young and lively.

"Come and sit next to me, the theater has been busy these days, right? Look at your eyes are a little green now, drink a bowl of my old duck soup for tonic."

The more enthusiastic Mrs. Wen was, the more guilty Xie Yan felt. Thinking that he had just slept with his son last night, Xie Yan suddenly felt restless. He took a deep breath, and then sat down beside Mrs. Wen in an orderly manner, looking at his nose and mouth Mindfully finished breakfast.

With the movement of lowering her head, the neckline of Xie Yan's tight gown inevitably loosened a little, revealing a small section of her fair neck. Mrs. Wen accidentally saw it, suppressed the smile in her eyes, and pretended she didn't notice anything.

But before Xie Yan left, she asked Xilian to bring a long snow-white western-style cashmere scarf she got a few days ago, and asked Xie Yan to wrap it around, lest it was freezing outside.

Xie Yan didn't know that Mrs. Wen had already seen everything, so she wore a scarf for some unknown reason, and went out with Wen Heng.

Wen Heng insisted on sending Xie Yan to the theater in person this morning. The two just had a deeper emotional exchange last night. Although they didn't say anything, they subconsciously hoped to stick to each other more. Sitting in the back row with Xie Yan, while the driver was out of sight, Xie Yan naturally leaned on Wen Heng's shoulder and began to close his eyes to rest his mind.

Wen Heng was afraid that Xie Yan would feel uncomfortable when he woke up in the morning, so he acted quietly as a human-shaped pillow until the theater was almost here, then reached out and touched Xie Yan's neck to remind him to get up.

"I'll go first, see you tonight." Xie Yan yawned and pushed the car door open.

"Pay attention to rest and don't get too tired. See you in the evening."

After bidding farewell to Wen Heng, Xie Yan stood at the entrance of the theater and watched the direction of Wen's car leaving, with a faint smile on his face.

"Mr. Xie?" A voice came from the theater, "Why are you standing at the door and not coming in?"

Xie Yan turned her head and saw An Yujing, and hurriedly withdrew her thoughts, "I just arrived and I haven't had time to enter the door—is Wen Wei Po here?"

"I just arrived, and I'm waiting for you in the box on the second floor."

Now that the theater is about to open, although they have done a big promotion at the birthday banquet held by Fang Xun, Xie Yan still feels that it is not enough. He asked An Yujing to invite the newspaper that published the novel "Hankou Romance" yesterday. People from Wen Wei Po came to the theater in order to find a way to add fire before the opening.

"Has it arrived yet? Then let's go quickly and don't make people wait too long."

An Yujing and Xie Yan continued as they walked towards the theater, "After I came back from the pier with Mrs. Wen yesterday, I went to the editorial office of Wen Wei Po and explained what we wanted to cooperate with. Their person in charge quickly Here we are, we were both taken aback when we met—Mr. Xiao Xie, guess who it is?"

"I remember you told me about the background of Wen Wei Po's boss, isn't it the legendary young master of Huguang Hong's family?" Xie Yan was puzzled.

"It's this one, but the one who came to talk to us today is the wife of the young master of the Hong family..."

Before An Yujing could finish speaking, the two walked to the door of the box on the second floor. An Yujing had to suspend the topic, knocked on the door to get permission, and then pushed in.

Xie Yan walked behind and saw Mrs. Hong sitting in the box, and instantly understood why An Yujing said that they were all shocked when they met yesterday——

This well-dressed Mrs. Hong in her early thirties was actually the Mrs. Hong whom he had met with Mrs. Wen when he was still teaching in Wen's house, when he accompanied Wen Yanhui to see An Yujing's aunt.

When Mrs. Hong heard the door opening, she got up from the sofa, saw Xie Yan and said with a smile, "Oh, this is really a coincidence. I thought it was strange enough to meet Ms. An yesterday. I didn't expect that the owner of this theater, Mr. Xian Zhe, is also an old acquaintance. ——If I had known this earlier, I should have interceded with Mrs. Wen, and asked Mr. Discovery to give me a discount when buying Hankou Qiyuan."

Of course, Xie Yan knew that Mrs. Hong did not lack this little money, and she was just joking, "I'm just a small person who earns some money by writing stories. Does Mrs. Hong even want to save me this little money?"

"You are a small person, and there are no big people in this world." Mrs. Hong shook her finger, "At the beginning of Wen's family, I was a little curious why Mrs. Wen liked you so much, but now it seems that Sister Shuangxia still has more vision than me. .”

Judging from Mrs. Hong's tone, she should have a good relationship with Mrs. Wen. Thinking about Mrs. Hong's identity, Xie Yan couldn't help feeling in her heart that people's social circles are most often divided by status.

"Mrs. Hong should have heard what Ms. An said yesterday. I plan to print a batch of single-page brochures before the theater opens, but I don't know how to distribute them widely. I want to ask Wen Wei Po to wrap the brochures in tomorrow's newspapers and distribute them together." If we go out, we can pay a certain amount of reward, I don't know what Mrs. Hong would like?"

Mrs. Hong was originally curious about the situation in the theater, and after seeing An Yujing, she felt that she wanted to give Mrs. Wen a face, so she came to the theater this morning. It was not for money. When she saw Xie Yan, she just waved her hand .

"It's too far-fetched to talk about money, isn't it just to send out brochures? Your Hankou Romance has added thousands of copies to our newspaper every day. What is this small thing? It just happens to be tomorrow's newspaper I haven't printed it yet, wouldn't it be convenient for you to give me the sketch of the brochure to be printed, and I'll send it over and print it together and put it together in one place?"

Xie Yan was a little surprised, "Mrs. Hong is so generous, I feel embarrassed."

"Where is it? In the future, when Mr. Discovery has new works, remember to consider our newspaper first. You are satisfied with the custody of the manuscript fee." Mrs. Hong clapped her hands and laughed, "But I always thought that Mr. Discovery was a scholar about my age. ...I didn't expect such a young talent."

Xie Yan had expected that his age would attract many opinions, and Mrs. Hong was already very polite, so he didn't take it to heart.

After quickly discussing matters related to the brochure, Mrs. Hong chatted with Xie Yan and An Yujing.

Unexpectedly and logically, Mrs. Hong is also a fan of Bai Luoqiu. She asked Xie Yan how many theaters will sell tickets in the future, and whether she can go through the back door. Xie Yan revealed the package ticket plan a little bit, and Hong The wife immediately said that she would apply for a one-year monthly pass first, and mobilize her family members to do it together, so as to get the chance to meet Bai Luoqiu.

"Does Mrs. Hong's family like to listen to opera?" Xie Yan asked casually.

"Hey, Mr. Xie wants to know our relationship with the Hong family in Huguang, right?" Mrs. Hong heard the intention of Xie Yan's words, and she didn't hide anything, "My husband is the old man of the Hong family. My son, I don't like getting involved in the family business, we two were in a free relationship at the beginning, without the introduction of the elders in the family, and the Hong family has a large population, so we don't have many contacts on weekdays."

"I see." Xie Yan was just a little curious, seeing that what Mrs. Hong said was not much different from what An Yujing had introduced to him before, so she didn't continue to ask.

"Mr. Xie should also ask." Mrs. Hong continued, "After all, the relationship between the Hong family and the Wen family may go further in the future. Relatives often walk around, so it's not good to know."

"What happened to the Hong family and the Wen family?" Xie Yan realized that there was something in Mrs. Hong's words.

"Don't you know?" Mrs. Hong was surprised. She thought that Xie Yan and An Yujing's relationship with the Wen family was not a sure thing, and Mrs. Wen should have told them about it long ago.

"I really don't know." Xie Yan shook her head helplessly, "If it's something important to the business, Mrs. Hong should not tell me."

"It's a big deal, but it's not as exaggerated as you think." Mrs. Hong knew that Xie Yan was wrong.

"Mr. Hong's second son, who is our second brother's legitimate son, is 19 years old this year. He has just returned from studying abroad and has not married a wife yet. It just so happens that Mr. Wen and the Hong family plan to join hands to expand shipping routes and fight against foreign shipping companies. The family plans to make an engagement for my nephew and Miss Wen Jiasan, after becoming in-laws, we will be more familiar with the cooperation."

Mrs. Hong and Mrs. Wen have a good relationship. Knowing that Xie Yan and An Yujing are both members of the Wen family sooner or later, she told them this matter without concealing it.

Xie Yan and An Yujing looked at each other, and they both read a hint of worry from the other's eyes.

"It's useless for me to be Yan Hui's husband, but I didn't expect that I didn't know about such a big happy event." Xie Yan quickly adjusted his expression, and asked with a smile, "I don't know what Mrs. Hong's nephew is usually interested in?" How, do you agree with Yan Hui? I just asked casually, Mrs. Hong, don't take offense."

If Xie Yan marries Wen Heng in the future, he will be Wen Yan's remorseful elder brother. Mrs. Hong and Xie Yan chatted happily, so naturally she wouldn't think there was any problem with him asking about this matter.

"I don't have much contact with my family on weekdays. That nephew has not long come back from studying abroad, so I can't tell you the details." Mrs. Hong thought for a while and said, "I only heard that his thinking is very progressive and he often attends various new-style gatherings. The third lady can chat."

Xie Yan was a little relieved when she heard that Young Master Hong was not a pedantic old antique, but it was still a pity that Wen Yanhui was going to marry someone she had never met before.

"Mr. Xiao Xie, don't worry too much. With Master Wen's face, and Sister Shuangxia's check, the third lady will not be wronged."

"Mrs. Hong is laughing." Xie Yan had no choice but to smile back, "I naturally believe in the eyes of Master Wen and Madam, but after all, I have been with Yan Hui for a while, Mr. Time, and I can't help but ask more after hearing this."

"I understand." Mrs. Hong expressed her understanding.

……

Mrs. Hong chatted with Xie Yan and An Yujing for a while, and left with the brochure template that Xie Yan had designed before. After sending Mrs. Hong away, Xie Yan and An Yujing finally had a chance to discuss what they just heard about It's something Wen Yan regrets.

"Why did Yan Hui suddenly get engaged? I didn't hear anything from Wen Rui..."

"I just found out." Xie Yan shook his head, recalling the way An Yujing went to Miao Erya's house to do homework with a relaxed face in the past few days, "I think Yan Hui may not even know."

"..." An Yujing was silent for a while, and finally sighed, "It's terrible."

So what if Wen Yanhui knew about it?Most of the marriages in this era still pay attention to the orders of parents and the words of matchmakers. Wen Jiulou is Wen Yanhui's biological father, and the marriage he personally arranged is under pressure from the cooperation of the two huge families, Wen family and Hong family. Is there any reason for Wen Yanhui to refuse?

"I don't think this matter has been fully settled yet, so we don't need to be so pessimistic." Xie Yan calmed down and thought about it.

"As you said just now, Wen Heng and Wen Rui probably don't know about this marriage yet. If the matter is settled, it's fine to hide it from words and regrets. Why do you need to hide it from the two of them?"

"You mean...?" An Yujing's eyes lit up.

Xie Yan nodded, "I don't think Madam Wen agrees with this marriage very much, so Master Wen hasn't made up his mind yet, there is still room for maneuver."

"I hope so." An Yujing took a few steps back and forth, "No, just in case, I'm going to find out what the character of that young master Hong is. Since he returned from overseas and often participates in new-style gatherings, he must People who I know in common. If I ask something bad, I can also tell Mrs. Wen in advance, so as not to make a bad couple. "

"Thanks a lot."

Marriage is a major event in life, especially for women in this era.Xie Yan didn't want to see the little girl who came out of the shadows and fell into the quagmire again with her own eyes. Although it seemed a bit bad to doubt that young master Hong, Wen Yan regretted that his life was rough enough to not bear the slightest risk.

……

An Yujing and Xie Yan haven't figured out Mrs. Wen's plan, so they can only keep the matter about Wen Yanhui in their hearts for the time being, and wait for An Yujing to find out the clue before making a plan.

The reconstruction of the present theater is still full and busy, and the time will soon come to the second day.

At seven or eight o'clock in the morning, Hankou, known as the Chicago of the East, gradually wakes up. All kinds of people on the streets come and go, going to their respective positions. yell.

"The latest issue of "Wen Wei Po" Romance in Hankou—the adulterer jumped off the building and was bullied by the dog—comes with a discount coupon for the opening of the present theater. Come and see it when you pass by!"

"The latest news from the present theater! Three unknown things about the famous actor Bai Luoqiu! If you miss this village, you won't find this store—if you want to know, come and see! A newspaper only costs five coppers—"

"Boss Bai's first oral art learning experience-shocking and shocking! If you don't read it, you are not a real fan of Bai!"

……

The newsboy was waving the newspaper in his hand while shouting Newspeak. Some curious passers-by saw that today's newspaper sales were so different, so they couldn't help but stop him from buying a copy of Wen Wei Po, and asked, "Little boy, What are you shouting about today? Why is it all related to Boss Bai, what is Boss Bai's dictation of his art learning experience—is it true or not?"

"Hey, you don't know, these are all the facts in the brochure attached to today's Wen Wei Po!" The newsboy enthusiastically dug out the brochure in Wen Wei Po to passers-by and introduced it.

"Look! This is a single page printed by Boss Bai's present theater. On it is the story of Boss Bai, how he could sing at the age of three and attract magpies at the age of five, and he scolded the Qing court on stage and tore foreigners with his bare hands... But Wonderful! Now the theater has announced that as long as you go to the theater with this list within one week of opening, you will be given a bag of Boss Bai’s favorite snacks for free, you must keep it!”

Attract magpies?Scold the Qing court?To tear foreigners apart with bare hands?What is this mess?The passer-by was speechless for a while, but he had to admit that even though he doubted the authenticity of these stories, he still inevitably had the desire to read this leaflet after hearing the newsboy.

Maybe... a famous actor like Boss Bai, who looks like a fairy, is just so powerful!

Seeing passers-by carefully take down the leaflets and read them carefully, the newsboy raised a big smile and continued to walk around and shout loudly.

Today, when the newsboys went to the Wen Wei Po editorial office to pick up the newspapers, a very good-looking little gentleman in a light yellow coat gave each of them a piece of ocean, taught them a bunch of new words for selling newspapers, and said that he was willing to buy them. There will definitely be more people reporting.

That little gentleman is so clever!The newsboy looked at the rapidly dwindling number of newspapers in his backpack, and couldn't help but smile from ear to ear. How could there be such a powerful person with such a good smile in this world?