The entertainment tycoon of the Republic of China

After Gu Shiyan told Xie Yan the information he knew, he didn't stay long and left soon. Perhaps he still couldn't fully accept Xie Yan, a familiar stranger.

Xie Yan didn't sleep peacefully that night, countless tragic scenes were replayed in the broken dream, some seemed to be the memory that the original owner had forgotten deep in his mind, and some seemed to be the imagination of Gu Shi's words before going to bed.

In the dream, Xie Yan saw people with blurred faces screaming and falling down, jewelry jingled and scattered all over the floor, and saw the murderer with a sharp knife rummaging around, and dark red blood being stepped on by shoes to leave dirty and messy marks I also saw Gu Shiyu covering her mouth and crying in the river, and saw a strange woman lying on the deck, her lifeless eyes still looking in his direction.

He saw the sky full of fires rising into the sky, blazing in the dark night, the flames twisted and expanded, as if to burn this sad old age.

He saw a familiar little figure standing in the fire, smiling and waving to him, as if waiting silently for something.

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After being awakened by the biological clock the next morning, Xie Yan opened her eyes and stared fixedly at the blank ceiling, motionless, as if she was still immersed in a boundless dream.

It wasn't until there was a movement in the corridor outside the guest room that Xie Yan suddenly regained his senses, brought himself back to reality, got up and opened the door.

"Wen Heng?" Xie Yan originally thought that there was a maid delivering hot water outside the door, but unexpectedly saw someone wearing casual home clothes.

"Did you sleep well?" Seeing the blue color in Xie Yan's eyes, Wen Heng frowned.

"It's okay, so many things have happened, how can I sleep."

Xie Yan was only wearing an unlined garment, so he couldn't stand in the corridor all the time, and he couldn't leave Wen Heng outside, so he had to be invited in.

The two sat on the sofa facing each other, Xie Yan took a sip of the old tea from last night on the desk, the bitter taste lifted people up.

"Why do you get up so early?" Still outside my door.

"So many things have happened, I can't sleep." Wen Heng looked at the young man in unlined clothes, and repeated what he said.

"Why can't you sleep?" Xie Yan found it interesting, "Fu Yunhai has already been caught, the interrogation has been done by an assistant, and Li Tianwei has not threatened the Wen family's interests urgently. Could it be that Er Shao Wen's mental capacity is so weak? "

Facing Xie Yan's ridicule, Wen Heng raised his eyebrows, "Even if Li Tianwei is standing outside Wen's house with a bomb strapped on, he has no right to worry me."

"Then why are you worried?"

"You." Wen Heng said, took the cloak that Fuzhu had taken care of last night, and naturally got up and put it on Xie Yan's shoulders, "The fire in the fireplace is going out in the morning, so don't catch a cold."

"..."

Xie Yan's breathing stopped unconsciously, and it wasn't until Wen Heng smoothed the wrinkles on his shoulders and sat back on the sofa that he carefully exhaled.

He thought of his unspeakable thoughts towards Wen Heng and the words that came out of Yan Lin's mouth last night, and suddenly felt restless.

"I'm going to my master's side later, do you have any arrangements?"

"To inquire about Gu Shixu and her own life experience?"

"Correct."

"I'll go with you." Wen Heng said in a very ordinary tone.

"What?" Xie Yan was taken aback.

"I'll go with you." Wen Heng repeated, then suddenly reached out and patted the back of Xie Yan's hand, "Don't worry, you're not alone."

A sour feeling spread from his chest, Xie Yan's throat trembled a little, he hadn't completely woken up from the boundless nightmare last night, Wen Heng's words were like a hot spring, directly pouring away the turmoil in his heart Unknown cold.

Wen Heng may not know Xie Yan's real identity and origin, but he can see the exhaustion of the people in front of him, and he knows how to stand directly beside him and accompany him to face everything.

Xie Yan looked down at Wen Heng's big hand with well-defined knuckles covering the back of her hand, and at a certain moment, she suddenly wanted to raise her hand to hold it.But in the next second, he suppressed the thoughts in his heart.

Wen Heng may be more important to him than he imagined, the more this is the case, the less Xie Yan dares to act rashly.

"Let's go downstairs to eat, mother and the others should be here." Wen Heng didn't know what Xie Yan was thinking, and took back his hand after a while.

"it is good."

Xie Yan got up and put on her coat, and went downstairs with Wen Heng. In the restaurant on the first floor, Mrs. Wen, Wen Rui and Wen Yanhui were already sitting at the table, but Wen Jiulou did not know where to go.

"The opium issue you mentioned yesterday is very serious. The master went to the workshop to interrogate people in person. He will discuss with the inspector and tell you the result." Mrs. Wen nodded and smiled when she saw Wen Heng and Xie Yan coming in together, "Hurry up." Come sit down and eat something, breakfast can't be vague."

"Where's Ah Huo?" Xie Yan didn't see Gu Shiyao.

"The girl went to call in the morning. The child has suffered a lot and hasn't woken up yet. Let him sleep for a while. I have sent someone to invite a trustworthy doctor. When he wakes up, he will take a good look. He will be fine in the next few days." Stay at home and recuperate, don't run around."

"Thank you, madam." Xie Yan didn't expect Mrs. Wen to think so much, so she quickly thanked her.

"Sit down and eat." Mrs. Wen still smiled, "I'm relieved that you children are well."

Hearing this, Xie Yan pulled out the chair and sat down, just opposite to Wen Yanhui. He saw Wen Yanhui outside the examination room yesterday morning, but unfortunately he was busy with the invigilation and didn't have a chance to communicate. Now that he saw someone again, he remembered this incident.

"Yangui, how did you do in the exam yesterday?" Xie Yan asked a question that a husband should ask.

"I think I should be able to pass." Wen Yanhui heard Xie Yan's question, and quickly swallowed the food in his mouth before speaking, "There is no problem with Chinese, I am not very good at science, but I can answer all simple questions gone."

"That's good." Xie Yan nodded, "Don't worry, it's just a middle school exam. I looked at it when I invigilated the exam, and your level is also in the upper class among the candidates."

Speaking of middle school exams, Xie Yan couldn't help but think of Wang Dabao again. With Wang Dabao's level of answering questions, it is definitely useless to be admitted to middle school. I don't know how Aunt Wang will feel after knowing that her son has failed the exam. She will reflect on her son's education. Or are you going to blame someone else?

"By the way, Yangui, how was your chat with that girl from yesterday morning? Do you still have contact later?"

"Sir, do you mean Erya?" Wen Yanhui obediently put the tableware aside, "The two of us went home together yesterday, and she told me about her acquaintance with you, and she admired you very much. In one place, we have made an appointment that if we both pass the exam, we will go to and from school together in the future, but she doesn’t know my real identity, she just thinks my parents are working in Wen’s house.”

"Erya is hot-tempered and hot-tempered. The two of you move and stay quiet. Being friends is to learn from each other." Xie Yan smiled when she heard this, "You two met yesterday because of fate, the first meeting was so dramatic, and the relationship will definitely be very good in the future. "

When Wen Yanhui heard the words, he knew that Xie Yan must have seen what happened outside the examination room yesterday, and when he thought of himself arguing with Aunt Wang Dabao, his face became hot.

At that time, she was angry for the moment when she stood up for Miao Erya, and because she didn't have anyone she knew well, she let it go. Now that Xie Yan has been watching from the sidelines, she is inevitably a little embarrassed.

"I think you've done a good job. When you encounter something you don't like that's unfair, you must fight for it yourself." Seeing Wen Yanhui's embarrassment, Xie Yan encouraged, "Actually, after taking a step, you will find that, These things are not as difficult as imagined, are they?"

Wen Yanhui's staff had already told Mrs. Wen what happened yesterday morning, and Wen Heng also learned the whole story from Xie Yan, only Wen Rui, who was often away at home, didn't know why.

"What happened to Third Sister yesterday?"

"I met a mother and son who were making trouble outside the examination room, and I had a little conflict with them." Wen Yanhui mustered up his courage to answer.

"Is nothing wrong?" Wen Rui frowned.

"No, they can't beat me, and the examiner will come to make a rescue soon."

"Okay." Wen Rui nodded, and then added, "Be careful, and find someone to inform the family if something happens."

Wen Yanhui didn't dare to communicate with Wen Rui at all before, and when he heard the other party's words of concern, he quickly nodded flattered. Mrs. Wen took everything into her eyes and didn't say much.

After breakfast, Xie Yan was in a hurry to see Bai Luoqiu, and before Gu Shiyan woke up, Mrs. Towen gave him an explanation, and then went out with Wen Heng.

The means of transportation they chose this time was still a car. Although Xie Yan wanted to admire Wen Heng's riding a horse, to make up for the regret left by not knowing how to cherish it and not seeing more, but his rationality still stopped him after a night of dreaming. Killing behavior.

The familiar car drove out of Wen's compound, drove along the main road, and arrived near the white house on Furong Street in ten minutes.Wen Heng didn't ask the driver to drive directly to the place, but motioned him to pull over.

"What's wrong?" Xie Yan was puzzled.

"The first time I visited Boss Bai, I forgot to prepare a gift." Wen Heng said as he opened the car door, "Now it's too late for people to go back and prepare, so let's buy some suitable things first."

"It's not like you're serious about posting a post, but is it necessary to be so particular about accompanying me to see Master?" Xie Yan said, and got out of the car after Wen Heng.

Wen Heng secretly thought that it was just like this that he should be more particular, but he asked, "What does Boss Bai usually like, Ayan, do you know?"

"My master doesn't seem to have any special hobbies, and he doesn't lack anything." Xie Yan recalled, "If we lift Li Tianwei's head to him, he might be in a good mood."

Xie Yan came from a peaceful modern society, this is the first time he bluntly said that he wanted someone to die, without any joke, Wen Heng keenly sensed the change in Xie Yan's tone, and squeezed his palm.

"Don't worry, sooner or later."

"I know." Xie Yan chuckled, and clasped his palms calmly, "If you don't know what Master likes, just pick a few that don't go wrong, tea, calligraphy and painting, utensils...it's all about the meaning."

Xie Yan and Wen Heng wandered around the nearby shops, and finally bought Liu'an melon slices from the owner of a tea shop at a high price, which cost a hundred dollars for less than half a catty. , ordered the shopkeeper to pack it carefully, and settled the bill with a smile on his face.

"The prodigal son." Xie Yan couldn't help but joked after going out.

"It's just a normal expense." Wen Heng took the initiative to hold the tea wrapped in red and gold two-color oil paper in his hand, "Lu'an Guapian is worth the price, and Boss Bai is also worthy of this tea."

"Fortunately, your normal expenses are in Wen's house, and you can't afford it in another house." Xie Yan shook her head, suddenly wondering if he and Wen Heng really walked together in the future, would they be able to afford the extravagance of the other party.

There must be no problem in the previous life, but in this life...

Xie Yan shrugged, feeling that the road ahead is far away and efforts are still needed.

Xie Yan was worth more than [-] million in her previous life. With her excellent professional skills, she squeezed into the materialistic upper class, but she didn't have such a big desire for money and material things. , All the money is quietly lying in the account, unless work needs to never overspend, so many people who want to get close to him to get a little glory go home.

Because of this, he can quickly adapt to the poor situation and the plummeting living standard after crossing.

Wen Heng saw that Xie Yan seemed to really feel like a prodigal, and asked, "What about you? If one day you had a lot of money, what would you do with it?"

"Let's think about it, if one day I have a lot of money I earn, I will first ensure the daily life of myself and the people I am responsible for taking care of, and ensure that the things in my hands can operate normally, and then—" Xie Yan paused, Thinking of the people I saw in this era who couldn’t help themselves, the old woman mending clothes by chance at the alley, the old man driving a donkey cart to buy rice in the morning, Miao Erya who was from a poor family and wanted to study...

"Then I will use all the money, and try my best to help the Chinese people within my ability in various ways. The flowing wealth is valuable. As for myself, the money is just a number."

Xie Yan stretched her waist, turned her head and smiled at the silent Wen Heng, "Why, do you think I'm a freak, talking nonsense?"

"No." Wen Heng shook his head slowly. What he didn't say was that in his eyes, the young man in front of him who only reached his shoulder was shining brightly, blending into one with the morning light.

By the time Xie Yan and Wen Heng were talking, they had already arrived at the door of Bai's house. Soon after knocking on the door, Li Fu opened the door himself.

Last night Li Quan didn't return all night. Although someone notified the White House, they only told about Li Quan's whereabouts, without revealing any inside information. Li Fu was worried that his son would inevitably stay overnight, so he hurriedly let them in after seeing Xie Yan.

"Uncle Li, Li Quan is still in Wen's workshop. He and a few Wen guys are doing well. If he wants to learn more, he will be back in the afternoon." Of course, Xie Yan understood what Li Fu was worried about, so he explained directly.

"That's good." Li Fu breathed a sigh of relief, and then saw Wen Heng behind him, "Who is this?"

Li Fu has been by Bai Luoqiu's side for many years, has met countless dignitaries, and has a very accurate eye for seeing people. He can tell at a glance that Wen Heng's dress is extraordinary, and his tone immediately becomes respectful.

"He is Wen Heng, the second young master of the Ship King Wen's family. He is my friend. This time, he came with me to ask Master about something." Xie Yan's answer confirmed his speculation.

Li Fu had already inquired about the power and family in Hankou, and when he heard that Wen Heng was a member of the Ship King's family, he was shocked.

"Ayan, you and this Young Master Wen go to the small living room to sit for a while, I will ask the cook to bring you some tea and fruit snacks."

"Why, Master is busy?" Xie Yan heard Li Fu's meaning.

"I have something to do." Li Fu coughed twice subconsciously for some reason, "A guest from Lanzhou came to visit. He is in the study right now. Ah Qiu may not be able to make time for a while."