tearful attack

After Mr. Xia finished speaking, he sat there and became silent.

After all, he thought that his concession was enough, and he only needed to wait for Xia Qian's response.

But Xia Qian did not respond.

Xia Qian just stood in front of him, looked up and down at his biological father for a while, then lowered his eyes, only looked at a small area under his feet, and showed a mocking smile.

This made Mr. Xia a little anxious, and couldn't help but urge, "How long are you going to stand there?"

Xia Qian still just laughed.

It's not that he doesn't want to respond, he really doesn't know how to respond.

It wasn't until Mr. Xia couldn't bear it and started hitting the ground with his crutches that Xia Qian finally gave his answer.

"It is impossible for me to agree to your request." Xia Qian said, "I will be with the person I like, and only with him."

Mr. Xia's wrists trembled for a moment, his face gradually became ferocious, and his emotions gradually became furious.

And Xia Qian raised his head again, and looked at the father again.

At the same time, Xia Qian was also examining himself, asking himself why he was so disappointed and uncomfortable at this moment?It was obviously just a conversation that could have been imagined a long time ago, so what was he still counting on?Maybe he still can't forget the fatherly love he had when he was a child, and he is still looking forward to the day when father and son understand each other... But in the end, those are all fake, and there is nothing left after all.

"If there is nothing else, I will leave." Xia Qian took a deep breath and turned around.

"Stop." Mr. Xia forcibly endured his anger, "Why do you have to be so obsessed?"

Xia Qian didn't even bother to answer this sentence.

"Don't you understand what I'm doing? Do you think I'm hurting you?" Mr. Xia looked at his back full of resistance and asked him suddenly, "Do you think I'm not thinking about you?"

These words made Xia Qian show a little subtle expression.

"There is a big misunderstanding between our father and son, but I am only doing it for your own good." Mr. Xia said, "You are my son, and I have to think about your future. That man can't bring you any good, only It will make you the laughing stock of everyone, and it will only make your future more and more difficult, and you will spend your whole life under the finger of others. As a father, I hope my son can live a smoother life, Is it wrong?"

These words are sincere, if they heard it a few years ago, Xia Qian might really be a little shaken.

But at this moment, Xia Qian just showed an increasingly sarcastic smile.

His feelings for his father's love were limited to those childhood memories, and those memories obviously couldn't support him to believe these words.

"I don't care about other people's eyes, I know what I want." Xia Qian said, "If you are really only for my own good, why do you never consider my own choice?"

"Because you're too confused now, you've been doused by that man! You'll regret it in the future!"

"Let's wait until the day I regret it." Xia Qian shook his head, "We already have an agreement, haven't we? Time will tell whether my choice is correct or not."

"Absurd! Absurd!" Mr. Xia finally couldn't restrain himself, and his voice continued to rise, "If your mother is still alive, she will be pissed off by you!"

Xia Qian turned around and was about to leave when he suddenly stopped, his hands trembling, and his face couldn't help but turn pale.

Mother?Why did he mention his mother at this time... Why is this man still able to mention his mother!

"No parent can tolerate this kind of thing." Mr. Xia stared at Xia Qian's figure, staring at the trace of struggle and wavering that finally leaked from that figure, and lowered his tone, "You are so indifferent, but So what about that man? I don't think his parents can tolerate their son hanging out with a man, or is he just as unfilial as you?"

Xia Qian couldn't say anything for a long time.

"In the final analysis, your sacrifices are not equal at all." Mr. Xia continued to press, "Has he ever told his family about you?"

Xia Qian finally said, "What does this have to do with you?"

Mr. Xia wanted to say something more, but Xia Qian had already taken another step, opened the door and walked out, never caring about what was behind him.

He heard old man Xia roaring behind him.

Xia Hong finally spoke out to persuade him, but he only got a fat beating.

Xia Qian didn't care about this, until he finally left the room completely and closed the door behind him, then he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and slowly calmed down.

He walked to the corridor on the second floor and looked down, trying to find Wen Lin in the crowd.

……

As for Wen Lin, ever since Xia Qian was called away by Mr. Xia, he has been in a state of deep anxiety, and his whole body has been restless.

On the one hand, surrounded by so many strangers alone, his social phobia can't help but stir again.On the other hand, and more importantly, he was worried about Xia Qian who was called away, and worried about what the old man Xia who had always been too much would say to Xia Qian.He wanted to follow Xia Qian very much, but was left where he was, which made him feel a little bad.

But Wen Lin also understood his responsibility, and understood that he was the boss of the ink cartridge company.

During this rare banquet, Wen Lin suppressed the uneasiness and unhappiness in his heart, and tried his best to communicate with those colleagues around him naturally, trying to use this opportunity to win more potential partners for the ink cartridge.

Fortunately, his colleagues were very respectful and didn't mind his a little rustiness in communication at all, and their attitude towards him was very friendly, even much friendlier than before Xia Qian was called away.

In the rest of the hall, the rest of the small bosses also gathered together, actively working hard to expand their network of contacts, and the scene was warm and harmonious.

Until a certain moment, the sound of the whole hall suddenly became quiet for a while.A moment later, a more enthusiastic atmosphere suddenly broke out.

Wen Lin looked around in surprise, but saw that the reason for this change was only a few new people in the hall.

Through the reactions of the other small bosses, Wen Lin knew that the status of these newcomers was not ordinary, they were more or less the children of the top-ranked families in City A, and they were not at the same level as the original people in the hall.

A large wave of small bosses surrounded the past with great enthusiasm.Including the few people who were talking beside Wen Lin before, they also changed their targets decisively.

"Alas," seeing those people surrounded by three floors in the blink of an eye, the boss of Zhanhong Company didn't join in the fun, and was still talking to Wen Lin there, "If when will I have this With this kind of style, I will die without regret."

Wen Lin smiled, not knowing how to respond.

Those people seemed to be just passing by, and they only stayed in the hall for a moment before turning to the place prepared for them at the back.

But it was like a signal that the party had entered the next stage.

More and more reputable figures appeared in the hall, one after another giving everyone the opportunity to hug their thighs, it depends on who can catch them.

Finally, the boss of Zhanhong Company apologized to Wen Lin and joined the wave of trying to hug his thigh.

In this atmosphere, Wen Lin couldn't help but feel a little ready to move.

Isn't the reason why he came to this banquet just to get to know such a person, and then have the opportunity to get a ticket to the National Youth Entrepreneurs Conference?The opportunity in front of him is right in front of him, and he obviously cannot give up easily.

But the competition is just too fierce.Those small bosses, all of them were obviously bosses, but they were not reserved at all, they surrounded them like hungry wolves rushing for food, and it was not easy to squeeze in.

After trying several times and changing several targets, Wen Lin finally managed to squeeze beside a certain white-haired old man who was overwhelmed by the stars.

But how to attract the other party's attention and leave a good impression... For Wen Lin, this is actually a more difficult problem.

While Wen Lin was struggling to think, the target person suddenly turned his head and glanced at him.

With just this look, the old man's eyes seemed a little surprised, and he looked at Wen Lin for a while, as if he was a little interested.

chance?

Before Wen Lin could get nervous, someone had already explained Wen Lin's identity to the old man.Then I saw the other party frowned, showing obvious disgust, looked away, and moved his position specially.

Wen Lin was taken aback for a moment, and for a moment he still didn't understand why he was so disgusted by others.

Until he learned the identity of the old man from the people around him... Well, that is the old man of the Chu family, the grandfather of Miss Chu Lian Chu, no wonder he looked at him like a fox of……

Wen Linyuan, but it is impossible for him to go up and say to people, "You misunderstood, Xia Qian has nothing to do with Chu Lian, it was your granddaughter and Xia Qian who conspired to deceive you", right? I can only swallow this scapegoat with tears in my eyes.

Afterwards, he changed a few targets, all of which were not smooth, and he couldn't help but feel that he might not be suitable for the esoteric job of holding thighs.

Wen Lin sighed, hesitating whether to give up or not, but saw some people looking around at the back door of the hall.

Behind this hall is a garden, and there is a small hall behind the garden.

Apparently, there's a lot of huggable thighs in these places too, and there's not much competition yet.After all, strictly speaking, that small hall is the home of the banquet.But the banquet has a banquet arrangement, if you go to the back without an invitation, it may be considered rude, and it will leave a bad impression on everyone, and even offend the organizer, the loss outweighs the gain.

Although there is a saying that a bad impression is better than no impression, so far no one has dared to take the risk.

Wen Lin followed there with his head poking around for a while, then shook his head and turned to leave, without any intention of leading the way.

As a result, his swaying was actually seen by someone behind him.

After a while, an attendant came over and invited Wen Lin to sit in the gazebo in the garden.

Wen Lin was surprised and suspicious, with many speculations in his heart, but it was impossible to refuse this opportunity.

It wasn't until he followed the attendant for a while and saw the person walking and waiting in the gazebo clearly that Wen Lin's face turned dark, and he wanted to turn around and leave.

It's that Young Master Zhang again...why is it this guy again?

Shouldn't he have married Na Chu Lian?Yes, counting the days, it should be a few days ago.At this time, if he doesn't go on honeymoon, what is he doing here?

In the gazebo, not only the young master Zhang alone, but also several young sons gathered together, not knowing what to talk about.

Wen Lin took a deep breath and restrained the urge to leave.At this moment, he was no longer thinking about hugging his thighs, but since Xia Qian was not around right now, he wanted to see what the young master Zhang was up to.

What's more, he didn't want to lose the battle, and he didn't want to appear cowardly in front of the opponent.

When Wen Lin approached the gazebo, Young Master Zhang raised his head and gave him a smile.Those young masters who were chatting with each other also fell silent, smiling and looking at Wen Lin.

The atmosphere made Wen Lin's scalp tingle.

Young Master Zhang seemed polite, saying that he just happened to see that Wen Lin was also attending the banquet, and he felt that it was destined, so he invited him to talk.Seeing that Wen Lin was so nervous, he specifically asked, "I'm not too abrupt, am I?"

Wen Lin tried his best to ease his stiff expression, and shook his head.

Young Master Zhang smiled and said, "In that case, let's have a drink with us brothers."

As he spoke, he pushed a glass of wine on the table forward.

Wen Lin's face immediately froze again.

"What?" Seeing Wen Lin's displeasure, Young Master Zhang raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you even willing to give this bit of face?"

The young masters around were still smiling, looking like they were watching a play.

Wen Lin felt a little stuck, and remembered the scene when he met the boss of Zhanhong Company.The other party also persuaded him at the time, saying that wine is always necessary in the business world, and it is impossible for him to refuse it all the time. Some people will always throw face at you if you don't drink.At this moment, Wen Lin knew that this situation probably happened to him.

Young Master Zhang saw Wen Lin standing there motionless, and changed his expression slightly, "It seems that you really have a problem with me. Why, did I offend you somewhere, why don't you just talk about it?"

Wen Lin silently sighed inwardly, and finally picked up the wine glass.

Anyway, it's not that he really can't drink, and he will have to pass this test sooner or later.As for whether the young master has some bad intentions... Even if there is, it should be aimed at Xia Qian, but now only Wen Lin is here, at most, he might want to see a joke. .

Thinking of this, Wen Lin raised the wine glass to his lips.

The smiles in the eyes of the circle of young masters grew stronger, and no one disturbed them, as if they were expecting something.

At this moment, there was gradually a bit of noise behind him.

"Sir, you can't go there!" A servant's voice came over.

Young Master Zhang suddenly sat up straight, his gaze changed slightly.

Wen Lin paid attention to these things distractedly, before the red wine was drunk, the wine glass was snatched from behind.

Wen Lin turned his head and saw that it was Xia Qian.

"I've been looking for you in the hall for a long time, why did you come here?" Xia Qian frowned slightly.

Xia Qian looked at Wen Lin for a while, looked at Young Master Zhang for a while, looked at the circle of young masters for a while, and finally looked at the wine glass in his hand for a while, and gradually revealed a vague anger in his eyes, "This is doing what?"