To my favorite Wen Liang

Chapter 149 The Truth of That Year (1)

Even when she was sleeping, Wen Liang kept telling herself that she must wake up before seven o'clock.

However, when I opened my eyes, it was still nine o'clock.

Getting up slowly in frustration.

I wanted to hug him again.

Just thinking about it, her wrist felt a little sore. She looked down and saw that the quilt on the other side was wrinkled.The introverted yet powerful handwriting, which looked like a dragon hidden cloud, fell on a post-it note.

"Remember to rest."

There were only four words, but she seemed to have discovered a treasure and held it firmly in her hand.

Leaving the bed in twos and twos, putting the paper and eye drops together, my heart was filled with warmth.

open the door.

Mr. Special Assistant was startled: "Miss Wen."

"Good morning." She smiled slightly, "I... didn't convince him."

"This is the president's choice, and in his heart, your safety is indeed more important than his own."

very nice.

She took a deep breath and was about to go to the kitchen to cook, but found that Mr. Special Assistant had already prepared it.Thin-skinned Vietnamese spring rolls with rich ingredients, paired with a glass of juice that seems to be squeezed out with blueberries and strawberries as the main ingredients.

"Mr. Special Assistant, do you still cook part-time?" She blinked, "I thought you were the kind..."

"I am indeed a hand behind the president, but after he brought me into the Asia Pacific, he let me learn cooking skills, most of them are Western-style, and there are all kinds of food that are suitable for frying, no matter Whether it's tempura or fried chicken, I don't know much about Chinese food, are you used to it?"

Wen Liang stood in front of the table.

Looking at the dishes.

Did Huo Dongming know that one day she would come back, or in his heart, she never went far?The emotions in Wen Liang's heart could not be calmed down for a long time. He has always been a person who can do things but not talk. All the good things for her are poured into the details.

For the past four years... he was alone...

Her heart ached so badly that she felt like she was about to suffocate.

"Are you okay? Miss Wen?" Seeing that her expression was not very good, Mr. Special Assistant hurried over.

"I'm fine, did I not learn Chinese food at all? I..."

"It's not that I didn't learn at all. The president asked me to master the recipes of cola chicken wings and whitebait soup."

If so, Western style is just a personal preference.

The two dishes that I deliberately learned were definitely for her.

These continuous questions, as well as Wen Liang's expression at the moment, Mr. Special Assistant has already realized what happened, his eyes darkened, and there are some things that he can't say, but if he doesn't say it now, he is afraid that Miss Wen will not know President's intentions.

He hesitated several times.

Finally, he opened his mouth: "Not long ago, the president wanted to sell all the shares in Asia Pacific, which caused the stock price of Asia Pacific to fall and almost went bankrupt. It was also at that time that in order to prevent hostile takeovers, the Huo family proposed a marriage with Huo Tang."

Wen Liang came back to his senses: "Why did he sell the shares? He is the chairman and the CEO. If he sells the shares, wouldn't the entire Huo Alliance be likely to collapse?"

After all, Asia Pacific is the biggest cake. If the Huo family loses Asia Pacific, and Asia Pacific falls into the hands of their opponents, then the Huo family will go bankrupt sooner or later—of course, this does not include Huo Dongming himself.

"The Huo family, the Huo family, and the Asia-Pacific may have troubles, but the president also has a reason to use foreign resources to expand the territory again. Miss Wen, I can't say the rest, but I hope you understand the painstaking efforts of the president. Now the Asia-Pacific The crisis with himself has not passed, and it is very meaningful for him to choose you at this time, abandoning Tang Corps." Mr. Special Assistant slipped down and bowed respectfully and solemnly.

Of course Wen Liang understands.

He wanted to go abroad to find her.

It's no wonder that every time Huo Dongming and Tang Mo meet, they have to fight no matter what. At first she thought it was just a simple business matter, but now it seems that apart from this level, Tang Mo also feels being used, so accurate.

"Thank you for telling me this, can you take me to a place in the afternoon?" After a long time, Wen Liang looked up, "There are some things I want to understand, and I don't want to pretend to be confused."

"of course."

……

in the afternoon.

The car was parked in front of the picturesque compound, because Mr. Special Assistant had greeted here in advance, so before the two got out of the car, Mr. Tang and Xiao Qin were already waiting at the door.

Unexpectedly, there is another guest here at this moment.

Xiao Chen.

Wen Liang hid her surprise in her heart and asked, "Old Tang, this is..."

"This is my cousin's son, his surname is Xiao and his name is Xiao Chen." Elder Tang said, "Come, let's go into the house."

"it is good."

She smiled and nodded.

Sitting in the living room for a long time, no one spoke first. With Xiao Chen here, Wen Liang, who didn't know how to speak, was even more difficult to ask Elder Tang about Huo Dongming.

Just drink tea in silence.

Mr. Special Assistant and Xiao Qin stood motionless behind the sofa. They were quite familiar with each other, and it didn't mean that they were in conflict. On the contrary, they were very harmonious, and there was no coldness in their eyes.

In the end, Xiao Chen was the first to speak: "Miss Wen, can we talk privately?"

"Advantages." Without the slightest hesitation, Wen Liang gave the word categorically, with a faint smile, "Mr. Xiao, you are a businessman, and I am just working for others. Once you find out about me in private What you shouldn’t know is a catastrophe.”

"What do you want?" Xiao Chen thought deeply, even though he didn't expect her to answer like this, he didn't show any surprise.

On the contrary, it is a gesture of counting all the changes and holding the world in the palm of your hand.

"If I'm right, Mr. Xiao probably wants to resign. This is what I want."

"Oh?" He didn't expect this.

or.

She didn't expect him to show up as a senior employee of "NNC" company, and she would break his mind, so he immediately became vigilant.

"Mr. Xi lacks a good plan. Mr. Xi's personality is too gentle. It's okay to maintain stability. It's difficult to take the initiative to attack. He has talent but no ambition, so..."

"Although it violates the original intention, but it is not partial to the original intention, I agree."

Wen Liang got up, and Xiao Chen also stood up, and the two reached a consensus with a handshake.

Boss Tang laughed and applauded: "Okay, you can talk here, and we'll leave first. When the talk is over, Ms. Wen and Mr. Shan will stay for dinner?"

"Great kindness is hard to turn down." She continued.

In a blink of an eye, people are gone.

Xiao Chen sat down and took out the computer from his bag: "I left 'nnc' because I originally wanted to join Asia Pacific."

"guessed."

Wen Liang changed to the seat opposite him, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, just because he guessed it, he brought up the senior.

If Xiao Chen were directly sent to the Asia-Pacific or the Huo family, it might cause a vortex in public opinion. Mr. Special Assistant mentioned that the crisis had not passed, and the best way she could think of was naturally to encircle Wei and save Zhao.

Xiao Chen raised his eyes to look at her, that kind of confidence and indifference made him think of someone.

Huo Dongming of Asia Pacific Media.

"Miss Wen, the matter between you and Mr. Huo is really not a fabricated novel."

She didn't answer, staring at the cup in a daze, strangled all the answers in silence.

"The reason why I'm looking for you is very simple. No matter any company, as long as it has the ability to compete with 'nnc', I will give it a try."

(End of this chapter)