The entertainment tycoon of the Republic of China

"The guest's name is Xie Yan. I don't know his family background. He looks fifteen or sixteen years old. He looks very handsome. He should be the young master of some family. Yan Lin, who is next to the second young master, came to tell us last night. Someone will come, let us treat him well." The concierge stood at the door of the living room, lowered his head not daring to look around, and answered honestly.

"It's not Qixiu disease?"

"It's not Master Qi."

"Hmm..." Mrs. Wen lowered her head and thought for a few seconds, she found it very interesting. Her son knew that Wen Heng had studied abroad for so many years, and it had almost nothing to do with him in Hankou. How could he invite a friend of his age directly to his home.

Is it true...

"How about this, Rui'er, you go to the study first, and treat your brother for guests. By the way, I will go in and bring you refreshments." Mrs. Wen made a final decision.

"Yeah." Wen Rui nodded, as long as he diverted his mother's attention and didn't force him to read those Geng posts, he didn't care.

As for Wen Heng who doesn't know anything about it... as an elder brother, he is also thinking about his younger brother's happiness, isn't he?

Xie Yan waited at the gate of the compound for about ten minutes, wondering why it took so long for the communication, when the concierge finally came out from the building.

"Master Xie, my second youngest is not here, but the youngest is at home. He invites you to go to the study first." The porter smiled all over his face.

Young Master Wen?Is it Wen Rui who came back from studying in the UK and has done a lot in the army?Xie Yan felt that something was wrong, why Wen Heng invited him over, but it was Young Master Wen who wanted to see him, did they meet before?

"Master Xie, please." The porter eagerly led the way, so Xie Yan had no choice but to suppress his doubts and follow him in. The Xin Dao soldiers came to cover up the water and earth.

All the way through the long corridor with murals and carpets, and up to the third floor along the spiral staircase, the concierge led him to stop in front of a solid wooden door, "Master Xie, this is it, I can't stay in the building for long, Please come in."

Xie Yan nodded his thanks to him, and knocked on the door rhythmically three times. After a while, a deep and cold male voice came out, "Please come in."

Xie Yan pushed the door open and entered, and saw a young man who looked very similar to Wen Heng standing behind the desk, wearing a military uniform, his eyebrows were much colder than Wen Heng, like a piece of ice that could not be melted.

"Hello, Young Master Wen."

"Hello." Wen Rui pointed to the single sofa in the study, "Please sit down."

Xie Yan clenched her fists, walked over and sat down. This Young Master Wen looked very similar to Wen Heng, but he felt completely different from his brother.

If Wen Heng is the kind of black-bellied person that people don't hate, then Young Master Wen is a saber that will see blood when it strikes. Xie Yan can laugh and fight with Wen Heng, but he doesn't want to talk to Young Master Wen In other words, I am afraid that the vigor will hurt myself.

"You are from the Dechun class, right?" Wen Rui asked.

"I am." Xie Yan was puzzled.

"Wen Heng asked me to inquire about the Dechun class for him. I learned the specific news yesterday. He invited you here, so he probably wanted to tell you this." Wen Rui usually talks less but is lazy, not really. Speaking, but no matter what he said, his tone was cold, "After the Dechun class was intercepted by the bandits, Boss Bai showed his identity and was not hurt. He was just invited by the Northwest Tour to sing a big play for a few days. You should be able to come to Hankou when you’re done.”

"Please" to sing?Please guess this is not a literal meaning.

In troubled times, life is like nothing. It is a matter of one night for an actor to be sought after by others, and it is only a matter of time for those in power to fall into the quagmire. Xie Yan didn't worry too much about these things. He just thought that if the Dechun class was fine, Li Quan must be very happy.

But before the Dechun class comes to Hankou, Xie Yan has to think about her own way out.

In the old days, appreciating a master was like recognizing a father, and the master was not responsible for illness, death, escape or injury, which was extremely cruel.Xie Yan didn't want to put her life in other people's hands like this, let alone study drama.Bai Luoqiu had saved the original owner's life, and he would repay him, but that didn't mean he was willing to put himself in it.

In his current situation, the biggest problem is lack of money. It seems that it is time to prepare for the submission of Hankou Qiyuan novels. Xie Yan thought to himself, when Li Quan is sent back to the Dechun class, he will start his own business.

Xie Yan was lost in thought, thinking about all the possibilities for her next, Wen Rui also didn't say a word when she saw this, just quietly looking at the map on the desktop.

"Thank you young master for telling me this." Finally, Xie Yan returned to his senses and thanked him.

"Go and thank Wenheng."

"Huh?" Xie Yan didn't respond.

"What he asked for you is also what he intends to tell you. You don't need to thank me for thanking him."

"..." Xie Yan wanted to ask why First Young Master Wen was so obsessed with this kind of problem, but he was unfamiliar with people, so he could only nod, "I will thank Second Young Master later."

"How is your relationship with Wen Heng?" Unexpectedly, First Young Master Wen asked again.

"It's okay." The second monk Xie Yanzhang couldn't figure it out. He and Wen Heng had only met three times in total, and they didn't even say a word on the third meeting. They could only say that they had a good impression, and their relationship was slightly stronger than that of strangers.

"Yeah." Wen Rui nodded and stopped talking.

Xie Yan looked at him, wanting to read some information that could solve the confusion from the other person's expression, but facing that cold face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, it was only in vain.

The atmosphere in the study fell into silence, and just as Xie Yan was thinking about whether he should take the initiative to say something, there was another knock on the door from outside the room.

Wen Rui stood up and opened the door, and saw a well-maintained woman in her 40s standing at the door, followed by a maid holding a food box.

"Mother." From an angle that Xie Yan couldn't see, First Young Master Wen's eyes showed a bit of condemnation, as if asking her why she came here.

Mrs. Wen ignored the eldest son's dissatisfaction, and walked around him with a smile and walked into the house, "Yesterday, the people on the pier brought some butter, and it happened that we invited a Western cook, and I asked him to make some foreign cakes and bring them to the house. You try it."

Mrs. Wen signaled the maid to put the food box on the table, and opened the lid to reveal the small cake inside.

Except for Mrs. Wen, the Wen family doesn't like sweets. This kind of cake is usually used as a toothbrush for her. Wen Rui glanced at the cake and didn't expose her mother.

"Why does this child look so good, come over and eat some too." Mrs. Wen turned her head to greet Xie Yan with a satisfied look.

A boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, his eyebrows and eyes have not yet fully opened, but he can already see his handsome appearance. His figure is a bit thin, but his whole body has an extremely outstanding temperament. He doesn't seem to be intimidated by them at all, and he doesn't deliberately Prominent, the end is elegant and gentle.

Xie Yan had already got up when Mrs. Cai Wen entered the room, and thanked her in a polite manner, "I didn't know Madam was here just now, so I rashly came to visit the elders. I am not polite, please forgive me, Madam."

"It's okay, our family doesn't follow the rules of those sore teeth." Mrs. Wen waved her hand and smiled, beckoning Xie Yan to sit down with her, "Heng'er just returned to China, and he didn't get used to many places. I didn't know he made friends before, but now Seeing you makes me feel relieved."

Recently, Mrs. Wen has been concentrating on finding marriages for her two sons. The matter of the eldest son is nothing more than forcing him, so he needs to pay more attention to it. However, the situation of the second son makes her worry about eating two pieces of cake.

Mrs. Wen has long admitted that her second son doesn't like women. Anyway, the Wen family still has Rui'er, so there won't be any descendants.She just felt sorry for her son and hoped that no matter whether he was a man or a woman, there would always be someone who knew the cold and the hot by his side, so that they would not be old and leave in the future, living alone in the world.

Mrs. Wen is not sure what the relationship between Wen Heng and Xie Yan is, but it doesn't matter. Since Heng'er can treat Xie Yan differently and invite him to the house, it means that at least she doesn't hate him. If Xie Yan is suitable in other aspects, it depends on human effort. , it's not impossible for her to make more arrangements.

At this time, Xie Yan didn't know what Mrs. Wen was thinking in front of her, and she didn't know that even if she was in the Republic of China, she couldn't escape the fate of the "blind date" of seven aunts and eight aunts.

Several years later, Xie Yan, who bears the name of the second young wife of the Wen family, sat in this study room, recalling today, picked up a piece of cake and gritted her teeth fiercely.If he had known today...he would definitely not have come to Wen's house that day!