Wen Tingwan left the next day.

Ningxi is rainy these days.

There was a fine and dense stream of rain in the sky.

Wen Tingwan got on the departing private jet.

She didn't know the voyage of the terminal of this class, which took her far away from Ningxi.

She took nothing with her, and took one last look at the land before closing the hatch.

"Goodbye, hopefully goodbye."

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Seven years later...

In a tall office building of Norway's Wens Group.

A meeting is about to take place, and the whole building is moving.

"Mr. Wen, this document needs to be signed by you."

Wen Tingwan wore a professional suit, stepped on a small black heel, and took the pen handed by the secretary.

"Mr. Wen, Mr. Zhou from the Yueting Group who came to bid last time called, hoping to have dinner with you."

"No, refused."

Wen Tingwan walked all the way into the conference room, chasing a large number of documents that needed to be dealt with.

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After the end of the meeting.

She had a rare moment to catch her breath.

The phone buzzed and vibrate, and after so many years, she still kept the habit of turning off the phone and muting it, no matter what.

"Hello, I'm Wen Tingwan."

"It's me, Wanwan."

A gentle male voice came from the other side.

That's right, it's Jiang Chuheng.

Since Wen Tingwan came to the Norwegian headquarters to control the Wen family, the chances of seeing Jiang Chuheng have also increased a lot.

“……”

Wen Tingwan rubbed his eyebrows, glanced at the watch time by the way, and was still in time, "It's okay." ”

"Then I'll be ready to pick you up later."

"Hmm."

Wen Tingwan hung up the phone and looked out the window.

When I looked back, my eyes fell on the picture frame on my desk.

She gently curled the corners of her lips, suppressing the excitement and excitement in her heart.

Soon, it won't take long.

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During this period, the employees of Wen's Group worked overtime, firstly, in order to improve the company's performance at the end of the year.

Second, the president is too strict, he is simply a devil, and his requirements for them have reached a perverted level.

But even so, there are still many people in the industry who want to enter Wen's with their heads.

The most eye-catching thing is naturally the young president who took the top position of the group at the age of 25 and tripled the size of the group in three years.

Three years ago, when it was reported that the president was transferred from the branch, everyone was still secretly unconvinced, and the director of the old department still wanted to give the little president a dismissal.

Most ordinary employees have an attitude of watching the excitement, after all, everyone knows that this president is the granddaughter of Mrs. Wen, and her bloodline is justified.

But the sudden airborne landing of a small president also caught many people off guard.

Three years ago, Wen Tingwan was only twenty-two years old.

From the Finnish branch.

Sitting in the first place of the group.

Under tremendous pressure, she completed the gambling plan, and got 35% of the shares of Wen's Group as she wished, plus 10% when she was born, and became the largest shareholder of Wen's Group.

In this bloody business war group, it really has the right to speak.

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Jiang Chuheng didn't bring a driver, he drove by himself.

A white custom Lamborghini.

"Changing cars again?" Wen Tingwan rarely teased him.

Jiang Chuheng opened the door for her, "To be honest, it was for you." ”

“…… Didn't you say no last time? Wen Tingwan said helplessly.

It's not that she always wants to refuse Jiang Chuheng's gifts, it's that he is too generous.

From daily necessities to company shares, he was not soft at all when he gave her.

Many insiders in the industry ridiculed that Jiang was always sending his wife Ben.

From the seventeen-year-old crown, to the sports car sent to the building, and the five-percent share gift letter of the Jiang family that was signed not long ago.

Wen Tingwan didn't have to be confused by Jiang Chuheng's various operations to show off his wealth.

"I always have the feeling that you're showing me that you're rich." Wen Tingwan said seriously.

Jiang Chuheng put the steering wheel and raised her eyebrows to look at her, she was in a very good mood these days.

It's so obvious.

As for the reason...... He probably knew that, too.

"How dare I, now our Mr. Wen is a high-value industry boss."

Jiang Chuheng's private villa is nearby, but he ordered a French meal today, which is a newly opened restaurant, which is said to be good.

He had long wanted to bring Wen Ting to taste it.

But Wen Tingwan has time for almost every invitation, and she is either in a meeting or looking at a new project.

I can't spare any time.

Jiang Chuheng is also very helpless, obviously more than a year younger than him, but now he is growing up rapidly, and in two years, it is estimated that even he will not be enough to look at in front of her.

Wen Tingwan pulled the corners of her mouth and took out a lemon gummy from her bag.

Tear open the bag and stuff it in your mouth, and take a nap with your eyes closed.

"I'm curious, do the employees of your company know that their cold noodle president likes to eat sugar?"

Jiang Chuheng teased and turned on the air conditioner heater in the car to the maximum.

"Curiosity kills cats." Wen Tingwan said lightly.

Jiang Chuheng didn't feel relaxed at all, and frowned slightly.

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Wen Tingwan recently tackled the last part of the tricky project.

In about three months, she will return to China.

In this regard, Wen Shiruan has always been opposed.

No, the Wen family's villa tonight is brightly lit.

Just wait for Wen Ting's night.

Old Man Wen's physical fitness has come down in the past two years, and he can't get stronger when he gets older.

Wen Shiruan had been sharpening Wen Tingwan before, and three years ago, at Wen Shiruan's request, Wen Tingwan signed a gambling agreement.

As for the content or anything, Wen Tingwan didn't care much, she only cared about the 35% shares.

Coupled with her original 10 percent, she calculated correctly, if she succeeded, she would be the largest shareholder of the group.

No one can control and threaten her, and she can be truly free, do what she wants, and go back where she wants to go.

"You are not allowed to return to your country."

Wen Tingwan's eyelids were lifted without lifting, took a sip of tea, and said lightly: "Oh." ”

Do you love it, she added inwardly.

"What's your attitude?"

"Normal attitude."

Wen Tingwan's tone was light, and there was no emotion.

In fact, in the past seven years, her relationship with Wen Shiruan has been very poor.

In the first four years, she went to many branches, all of which started from the bottom and slowly climbed up.

In the past three years in Norway, I have gradually grasped the initiative.

Until now, she has fully grown.

In Wen, there was no one else who could threaten her.

Wen Shiruan can't do it, and neither can Old Man Wen.