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The address on the invitation was just a week later, not far from Xia Qian's home, and it was also a villa area near Dongcheng.

During this week, Wen Lin forced himself to calm down, don't pay too much attention to the banquet, and continue to focus on the company's affairs.

After all, the ink cartridge is really too busy now, and there are endless jobs piled up there.Although a few new employees have been recruited, most of them are fresh graduates, and talents from other companies will not consider jumping over for the time being.Besides, the number of people has not been fully recruited, and everyone still has to spend time on interviews, and also spend time on training newcomers.

So non-stop, the date at the banquet is coming soon.

That afternoon, Wen Lin and Xia Qian left the company early to calm down for a while, then sat in Xia Qian's car and went to the address written on the invitation.

On the way, Wen Lin kept taking deep breaths.

Xia Qian beside him suddenly said, "It's almost here."

Wen Lin lifted it up in one breath, almost missing his breath.

"Look at you," Xia Qian couldn't help laughing at him, "Why are you so nervous again?"

"I, I don't know... I'm just very nervous all of a sudden."

"Relax, you are not who you used to be now, and it's not like you haven't dealt with those people before." Xia Qian relieved him, "Those guys are just like you, they are just company bosses."

Wen Lin nodded, and couldn't help feeling a little funny when he heard "he's just a company boss".

That's right, since you've finally stepped over that threshold, there's nothing to worry about.

Wen Lin's heart beat faster as he got closer to the venue, but his expression also became more determined.

It's not like he's going to the dragon's pond and tiger's lair, but just to meet a large group of bosses like him, at most some of them have bigger businesses than him.

Soon, a group of luxuriously decorated villas appeared in the eyes of the two of them.

Xia Qian parked the car and walked out with Wen Lin.

There is a courtyard outside the parking lot, and many people are talking directly in this courtyard.

The arrival of Wen Lin and Xia Qian obviously caused a little disturbance, and eyes kept looking at them.

Among them, Wen Lin is a new face.There are bosses from all walks of life in this venue, and the recent small achievements of Ink Cartridge Company in the game industry are not within the vision of most people.But everyone knew Xia Qian.

Xia Qian didn't shy away from this, and was by Wen Lin's side, very close to Wen Lin.Although the two of them didn't make any very intimate gestures, Wen Lin's identity was still clearly revealed.Seeing that the two of them appeared here, many people couldn't help lowering their voices and whispering in amazement.

Wen Lin couldn't help but took another deep breath, trying not to care about the gazes and comments of these people.

As for Xia Qian, he really didn't care about these gazes, and naturally led Wen Lin into the banquet hall.

The hall of the venue is very spacious, and it is also very lively. At a glance, it is full of people, at least a few hundred.

Wen Lin was shocked by the number of people, and then came back to his senses.This was not a gathering of the small circle of the upper class. Even he and Zhanhong Company could receive invitations. Naturally, the number of people could not be small, and there were many small and medium-sized entrepreneurs in it.

"Relax." Xia Qian told him, "You can feel more at ease here. People in this hall are easy to make friends with. As for those guys whose eyes are higher than the top, you can only see them at the back."

Before the talk of experience was finished, someone greeted him with a wine glass, "Isn't this Boss Wen from the ink box? Oh, Mr. Xia is here too."

Wen Lin raised his eyes and saw that he knew the person who came, and he was one of the company bosses who tried to cooperate with the ink cartridge during this period.Although Wen Lin didn't choose this company in the end, he didn't take the other party's face too seriously, and even sold a lot of business software to this company.

"Boss Ji, hello." Wen Lin responded quickly.

Before the other party could speak, another person came over from the other side. The laughter came first before the person arrived, "Brother Wen, you are here, hurry up and say hello to my friends."

This is even more of an acquaintance, the boss of Zhanhong Company who sent invitations to Wen Lin before.

After a while, many people came over and greeted Wen Lin.

Of course, Xia Qian was not ignored.To a certain extent, Xia Qian was much more eye-catching than Wen Lin, but it was difficult for many people to address him. He couldn't really be called "Supervisor Xia", right?In the end, they could only follow the example of the first person to say hello, calling "Mr. Xia" one after another.

And after Wen Lin greeted him like this, the tension in his heart has naturally decreased a lot, and he has begun to talk and laugh freely with people.

Just when everyone was connecting with each other and trying to meet new friends, Wen Lin felt a cold gaze suddenly fall on him.

Wen Lin raised his head abruptly, and saw a familiar figure in the corridor on the second floor.

Immediately, Wen Lin's gaze changed, as if he had become a rooster, entering a fighting state in an instant.

Many people around were taken aback by his sudden change, couldn't help following his line of sight, and suddenly exclaimed in low voices, "It's Mr. Xia."

Yes, it was Xia Qian's biological father.

After all, the hall was full of small bosses with low status, and thinking of the conflict between Xia's family and Wen Lin all of a sudden, I felt a little flustered to be honest.But after thinking about it again, they are not without friends. Compared with the Boyuan Group, which is out of reach, the ink cartridges that may have business contacts in the future are more important, and they are not so panicked now.

Just being stared at by old man Xia, these people are more or less uncomfortable.

Instead, Xia Qian pressed Wen Lin's shoulder and comforted him in a low voice, "It's okay."

Xia Qian knew very well that this banquet was jointly organized by several big families.Old man Xia alone doesn't have the guts to make trouble here.

Sure enough, after a while, Old Man Xia turned around and left, leaving only a lifeless figure behind.

The people around couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and hurriedly continued to change cups.

But after a while, another waiter came over and said respectfully to Xia Qian, "Master Xia, Mr. Xia invites you to go to the second floor for a chat."

Young Master Xia?

When everyone around heard this title, they couldn't help but have their own thoughts.

Wen Lin raised his eyebrows, obviously very unhappy.Xia Qian pressed Wen Lin's shoulder, but told him to walk around the venue alone, and then followed the waiter.

"Let me just say it," a person beside him couldn't help but said, "Sooner or later, the Xia family will recognize this son."

Everyone nodded, agreeing with this judgment very much.It's already obvious, just listen to the title "Master Xia".Now that Xia Qian was kicked out of Xia's house, no one dared to shout that easily.The reason why the waiter dared to yell like that must have been instructed by Mr. Xia.

Looking at Wen Lin next to him, everyone couldn't help but feel lucky that they didn't offend the ink cartridge company too much.

Only Wen Lin herself was very unhappy.

And Xia Qian followed the waiter up to the second floor, entered a room, and sure enough, he saw that old man Xia was sitting in the room, looking at him coldly.

Xia Hong also came, standing behind Old Man Xia, and shrugged at Xia Qian.

Xia Qian asked with a smile, "Mr. Xia, what can I do for you?"

As soon as these words came out, old man Xia's forehead suddenly twitched, "Have you had enough trouble?"

Xia Qian put on an innocent expression, "What do you mean? Mr. Xia, you invited me over without saying a word, why did you ask me such a thing instead?"

"You..." Old man Xia was so angry that his hands trembled, and he knocked heavily on the ground with his crutches.

Xia Qian didn't speak, but still looked at him innocently.

Mr. Xia took a deep breath, and finally asked directly, "When are you planning to come back?"

Xia Qian raised the corner of his mouth and couldn't help smiling, but that smile seemed a little cold.

"Mr. Xia, what are you talking about?" Xia Qian couldn't help but sneer in his tone, "I'm no longer from the Xia family, why are you talking about not going back? You asked me to leave Xia in the first place. Home, isn't it you?"

Mr. Xia had a cold face, with veins popping out of his hands, obviously very angry.But when he got so angry, he calmed down and slowed down his voice, "At that time, I didn't mean to want you to go. You are my son. How could I really want you to go? I'm still waiting to let you go." You are here to take charge of the family business. I just hope you can clear your mind and make a correct choice."

"That's such a pity." Xia Qian said with a blank expression, "Until now, my choice is still the same."

Mr. Xia tightened his hands on the crutches, shook his head again, and forcibly suppressed his temper, "Why are you so stubborn, is that man just that good?"

"Of course he is that good." Xia Qian answered naturally.

"Do you have to force me to give in?" Mr. Xia asked him.

"Mr. Xia was joking, how dare I force you." Xia Qian said, "I can't influence your choice, I can only determine my own choice."

"Evil, evil!" Mr. Xia stood up angrily, raised the crutch in his hand high, and now he couldn't help but want to beat this traitor to death.

But after a while, reason still overwhelmed the anger, and he sat back again, "Okay, you won. Who said you are my son? I don't care about that man's affairs with you. You go back to Xia's house Come on, I won't take care of your affairs anymore, are you satisfied?"

Xia Qian raised his head, a little surprised.

He really didn't expect that the other party would concede to such an extent.

Thinking about it, too, since old man Xia was able to start from scratch, he has struggled all the way to his current position, so naturally he wouldn't be someone who only knows how to lose his temper and beat people, and being able to bend and stretch is also a basic skill.

He once tried to train Xia Hong, and spent a lot of energy, but found that Xia Qian was still better, so he needed to find this son again, that's all.

"You..." Xia Qian asked uncertainly, "Can you accept Wen Lin?"

Old Man Xia shook the flesh on his face, and finally replied, "You can keep him outside so that I can't see him."

Xia Qian withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyes dimly, and couldn't help showing a self-deprecating sneer.

"As long as you marry a wife and have children in the future, and inherit the Xia family's business well," Mr. Xia said, "No matter how ridiculous you are outside, I will not care about you."

To be able to say such things, Mr. Xia must think that he has retreated repeatedly and is very magnanimous.

But in Xia Qian's heart, there was only deeper disappointment.