On the same day, Nessa informed Wen Jingshu that Ye Zhan had time recently, Wen Jingshu was overjoyed and wanted to send a car to pick them up, but Nessa refused.

The time was set for the next morning. Ye Ling drove Ye Zhan, Nessa and Hong Xiaohai over.

"Ye Zhan, why are we going to so many people? The two of us will be enough. ”

Ye Zhan and his girl sat in the back row, smiling and biting her ears, "You want to be alone with me, there will be opportunities in the future." ”

Naisha: "...... I'm serious, they don't understand your hapless 3D printer either. ”

Ye Zhan rubbed his nose, the word unlucky? It seems that Wen Jingshu has indeed been unlucky. "My 3D printer is a double-edged sword, if used well, it can help the Wen family become prominent in the Federation, and if it is not used well, it will cause disaster. I still make it public for the sake of your face, and of course Wen Jingshu didn't disappoint me. ”

Nessa remembered what Ye Zhan said last time that the Wen family was a bunch of old-fashioned, she didn't care about these, but she hoped that Wen Jingshu would have a more relaxed life.

Seeing that she was puzzled, Ye Zhan explained: "In case of a group fight at that time, Ye Ling and Xiaohai will come in handy." The situation of the Wen family is more complicated than you think, it is really not easy for Wen Jingshu to sit in the position of the head of the family, maybe she will be pulled into the water one day. ”

A gloomy cloud climbed up to Naisha's forehead, the former federal supermodel and the youngest head of the six families today, looks glamorous, but in fact there are many unknown pains behind it.

Leng Buding Ye Zhan's hand reached over and wiped it between her eyebrows, as if to drive away all her troubles. "Nisha, no one in this world can make you depressed and make you frown, I don't allow it."

The domineering side leak of these words, and Nessa hurriedly lowered her head, and a thin layer of sweat appeared in her palms. The prince's words always elicit her strongest reaction.

Ye Ling, who was driving, was almost choked to death, sprinkling dog food in front of a car of people, and his boss was not red and his heart was not beating.

Today's destination is still the Wen family's workshop. Wen Jingshu was already waiting at the gate, and she was a little lighter than the last charity dinner. There was a man standing beside him, who looked like a frail man who had been in a hospital bed for a long time, with a face like a vampire, the kind of handsome vampire, with white skin and no blood, and very thin, the kind that could be blown by a gust of wind. Loosely dressed in a plaid trench coat with a silhouette.

"Prince, Nisha, I have finally waited for you. This is my brother, Wen Jingnong. ”

The two sides exchanged a few words of greeting, and Wen Jingshu led the group through the workshops to the large conference hall. There was a huge long table in the conference hall, and there were already seven or eight people seated at the table, all in their forties and fifties. At the head of the table was a man with a distinctive goatee.

Nessa, Ye Zhan and Hong Xiaohai sat in a row, while Wen Jingshu and Wen Jingnong sat under the goatee.

"It is rumored that the crown prince is handsome and dignified, and he came to my Wen family today, and he really saw something extraordinary." The goatee spoke, his gaze swept from Ye Zhan to Nisha, his eyes narrowed even more, and he twisted the jade wrench of his left thumb.

Ye Zhan leaned back on the sofa chair, his arms propped up on the handles on both sides, calm and light. "Third Uncle Wen doesn't have to be polite, we came here at the invitation of Miss Wen, I didn't expect such a big battle."

Goatee is Wen Jingshu's third uncle, named Wen Yixin.

"Things are going because of you, so Jingshu asked you to come, and we all agreed. Yiheng, you talk to the prince. ”

Wen Yiheng is the fifth in line, and he is Wen Jingshutang's uncle. He greeted Ye Zhan: "I think that although the prince is the future head of the Ye family, he will not be able to interfere in our family affairs." On the day of the charity dinner, Jingshu took the initiative to take pictures of the prince without the consent of the family, your 3D printer, which cost 100 million, which is a pass; Our Wen family took the high-end route, and produced the clothes worn by the nobles of the whole federation. But how to put the shoddy clothes printed by this 3D printer on the table and how to wear them for nobles, isn't this a self-destructive signboard? This is a second transgression; Third, the autumn new product show should have been released a long time ago, competitors have launched new products, only we have been delayed because of the 3D printer, and we have lost a lot every day. And all of this is Jingshu's fault. I propose that the Family Council remove Wen Jingshu as the head of the family, and the committee will elect a new head of the family and a new CEO of Wen's Fashion Group. ”

Nessa finally realized that Wen Jingshu's situation was a hundred times more difficult than Ye Zhan said. Every time he accused of a crime, Wen Jingshu's eyes turned red, and she didn't realize that her nails were digging deep into her flesh.

"Mr. Wen," Nessa spoke, her eyebrows cold, and she sassed, "It's the era of the Federation, and you're still a nobleman!" Who is expensive and who is cheap, when your words are spread, the federal people drowned people with a mouthful of spittle, and you are the first to be responsible for the loss of the Wen family. ”

It's not that Ye Zhan hasn't seen Nessa scared people, but in the past, the spring breeze and rain showed more of her style and bone pen knife as a great writer, where is so hearty. He was about to applaud.

Wen Yiheng's face was ugly, he held a sullen breath in his chest, and gasped fiercely, "I haven't finished talking yet, our Wen's spokesperson is the hottest and most fashionable diva at the moment, superstars and supermodels, you are an online writer, sorry it doesn't fit our style." ”

Does this escalate to personal attacks? Nessa watched coldly, and was about to fight back, Ye Zhan pinched her fingers underneath, smiled at her, and then said to the Wen family: "Mr. Wen, it's true that my friend is an online writer, but she is only twenty-one years old, without any background, with tens of millions of royalties, 50 million fans, and more than 100 million clicks on each of the thirteen, one has been filmed, and the others are also adapting anime and games. ”

His unique subwoofer is not very loud, but it is melodious and loud. Nessa listened to it with a little heat in her ears, it turned out that she was so perfect in his eyes. With the identity of the prince's friend, who dares to despise it?

Wen Jingshu looked around and saw a sneer on the corner of her brother's mouth, the third uncle frowned, and the others were also fixed on Nessa and Ye Zhan. I didn't expect the two of them to be so sharp as soon as they spoke.

"In addition," Ye Zhan said, "my 3D printer, if I apply for a patent, I will get more than 100 million." Many entrepreneurs and partners have begged me to cooperate and jointly promote the commercial operation of this technology, but I have not agreed. But in order to do charity, I donated, and Miss Wen took a picture with great vision. I thought at the time that the prosperity of the Wen family was all on Miss Wen. I can't think of it, I can't think of it! ”

What a high rating! It not only contains the personal appreciation of the prince, but also affirms the commercial value behind it. Like a heavy slap in the face of Wen Jiaren, it was like saying, "Hey, a bunch of rat-eyed guys!" ”