Chapter VIII

The clash of open guns and arrows was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door outside the waiting room.

Yes to notify you that the meeting is about to start.

Wen Zhen's words were finished, and he left with the general secretary.

Wen Yue stared at the shadow that was gradually walking away outside the glass door, the fingertips holding the corner of her skirt turned white, and those words echoed in her ears over and over again.

"Outsider", "Auditor", "Inside".

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, glanced up again at a secretary passing by in the outer hallway, quickly regained her emotions, got up and gave her the hot coffee, and then walked out of the place in her high heels.

The people who participated in the shareholders' meeting, plus the Wen members within the group, were only seven or eight people, and the opinions of the rest of the shareholders were expressed through online connection.

After Wen Zhen spoke, she sat down to the left of Wen Zeliang, the acting chairman of the group, and the general secretary counted the results of the shareholder vote, watching the numbers on the screen, which was the first time she participated in an international competition when she was ten years old, and once again felt nervous.

The result of that competition was a gold medal, but in the face of the treacherous workplace and the Wen family's infighting, she did not have the confidence to win.

It was hard to win this shareholder meeting, but she wanted to try it, even if she knew it was a big gamble.

For example, among Boleyn's shareholders, there are at least three people who were once grandfathers who were trustworthy, and these uncles, she has had a good relationship with them a long time ago, and she is confident that they will choose her.

Looking at the increase in the number of votes, Wen Zhen was not the only one who changed his expression on the field.

Wen Zeliang's face is not good, but he has always liked to keep a straight face, and he can't see the real joy and anger.

The opposition vote and the support vote were about to tie, Wen Zhen held his breath, folded his hands in front of him, and after a second, the first to light up was a red ticket.

A red vote is against, and a blue vote is yes.

Wen Zhen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she stared sideways at Wen Zeliang, who was in the first place, and a sentence was blocked in her throat, but on such an occasion, she couldn't spit it out.

She lost, in anticipation, not in ability.

Just because the last vote came from Wen Zeliang, as one of Bolin's largest shareholders, he has such a right.

Looking at the results on the projection screen, Wen Zeliang put away the pen in his hand, met her gaze, and asked, "Xiao Zhen, the results are out, what else do you have to say?" ”

The victory and defeat were divided, and she had nothing to say, so she shook her head.

The meeting was declared closed, and someone had left the gate.

Wen Zhen always sat in the same place, and when Wen Zeliang got up, she suddenly spoke: "Uncle, as a niece, I want to ask you, why can your daughter Wen Yue enter the group to work, but I can't?" ”

Wen Zeliang frowned slightly: "Xiao Yue didn't come in through my relationship, and the file and interview video are recorded." After a pause, he added, "Also, you are different from her. ”

This sentence made Wen Zhen's body stiffen, and she looked straight at Wen Zeliang.

What's the difference?

She didn't ask this sentence, but she unconsciously had an answer in her heart, is it because her father left the Wen family, and her mother abandoned her from then on, and there is no one behind her?

"Besides, Xiao Zhen, what your grandfather left you is enough for you to squander your life, why do you bother to make such a show and let people see the Wen family's jokes."

You're always so greedy.

Wen Zhen couldn't help but feel that he was too right when he heard this.

It's that she's too greedy and wants to keep everything.

But the truth is, Wen Zhen, you have nothing now.

She got up, trying to suppress her emotions, and as soon as she turned around, she saw that the shareholders who had just left had all returned, Wen Zhen paused, and a heavy footstep sounded outside the door, and the half-open door was pushed open by two bodyguards.

What caught my eye was a slender figure, the person who came was dressed in an expensive suit, with a noble and arrogant temperament, and that overly handsome and good-looking face with a slight smile, but that gaze fell straight to Wen Zhen through the people in the conference hall.

Mr. Yan ...... How are you? One of the old shareholders was a little stunned by the current scene.

The corners of Yan Chaoyu's lips twitched, and his voice was cold: "It's not that I mean to disturb your meeting, but at today's shareholders' meeting in Bolin, my aunt didn't receive the news, and I happened to be in Lancheng to come and take a look to make a statement." ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone laughed and turned their eyes to Wen Zeliang, asking him to explain and invite this big Buddha away.

Wen Zeliang didn't know that Yan Chaoyu also had an aunt who occupied shares in Bolin, his eyes moved slightly, and he motioned for the general secretary to arrange a seat, "I don't know who Mr. Yan's aunt is?" ”

"My aunt has always been low-key, she left home and changed her surname in her early years, and now her surname is Bai."

There is only one shareholder of Bolin Group surnamed Bai, and he has an absolute controlling stake in Bolin.

Everyone's faces changed drastically, Wen Zeliang's face sank a little, took the coffee brought by the chief secretary, and personally handed it to Yan Chaoyu's hand, his actions were not flattering, and he only explained to Yan a little: "Today's meeting is just about the family affairs of the Wen family's juniors, so I didn't think about disturbing Ms. Bai, and I hope she Haihan." ”

After hearing this, Yan Chaoyu smiled inexplicably, swept the coffee in front of him, and only asked, "Family affairs?" Mr. Wen might as well talk about it. ”

When this sentence fell, Wen Zeliang instantly understood who the high-level executive who came to persuade him to convene the shareholders' meeting that day was backed.

In the heart of the present, he figured out that Wen Zeliang's current position should also call Wen Dong, but the person in front of him who still inherited the position of Wen Lao before his death called him, everyone has been in the business circle for many years, they are all old foxes, and they can't distinguish the situation at this moment.

And on the scene, only one person knew what he meant.

Even if I didn't expect it, now I understand.

Wen Zhen's extinguished heart was burning again, and she was in a position other than everyone else, and the only gaze that came to her was opening a broad road for her, leading straight to Rome.

She couldn't help but think about the promise he had made.

It's loud, but it's also as heavy as a daughter.

Wen Zhen, you can do whatever you want.

Honey and dagger, his appearance, Wen Zhen suddenly understood that people always have to make trade-offs, if you are strong enough, you can naturally get anything,

But what if you are at a disadvantage now?

Soon, she had a definite answer -

Reckless, she just wants to win.

Only the man in front of her is willing to help her win.

The moment their eyes met, the man half-hung his black eyelashes, and a smile crossed his eyes.

"It's just a niece in the family, who wants to join the company, children, there are always some dizzy times, and the shareholders voted just now, and the decision has been made——"

Hearing about it, Yan Chaoyu pushed the coffee in front of him back to Wen Zeliang's hand, his eyes were slightly cold, "Then re-vote." ”

Wen Zeliang's movements paused slightly, and his expression changed slightly, "Mr. Yan, what does this mean?" ”

"Re-voting, it's hard to understand?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone almost understood the situation.

This Yan always wants to stand up for the eldest lady of the Wen family, and he wants her to win back.

Thinking about it this way, this eldest lady of the Wen family is not as kind as she seems to be.

And within the Wen family, I am afraid that there will be trouble.

When Gongzi Yan spoke, he probably had a plan about the fate of the ticket in his hand.

After all, this Miss Wen just entered the company, and the actual power always fell into the hands of her eldest uncle Wen Zeliang, but it was just a vote, and the power should be given to the Yan family to welcome once, so no one suffered.

The general secretary recounted the votes, and finally passed all the votes in blue.

At the end of the meeting, Yan Chaoyu was hugged by a sycophant, Wen Zhen stayed in the outer corridor and waited for him to come out to thank him.

Wen Zeliang's face was serious, and he said to her as he passed by: "Xiao Zhen, this is your own choice." ”

Wen Zhen lowered his eyes, and listened to Wen Yue say again: "Congratulations, sister." ”

Her back was straight, her eyebrows were shining, and she smiled back.

After they left, the people in the conference hall also dispersed, and the familiar footsteps sounded behind them, Wen Zhen turned to look at the people behind him, and suddenly crashed into those dark blue eyes like the sea.

The assistant behind her called out to Miss Wen, and then left first.

The two of them were the only ones left in the brightly lit hallway.

Yan Chaoyu looked at her, looked at each other for a few seconds, and Wen Zhen opened his mouth first and said thank you, Mr. Yan.

Yan Chaoyu nodded slightly, and the light fell on his half-side face, the man's bones were excellent, and the face lines were extremely smooth, but he didn't say anything, just remained silent.

But take away those superficial smiles,

The more silent, the more implicitly scrutinizing the gaze, the more it is like a fire burning Wen Zhen.

She couldn't help but ask, "Why are you helping me so much?" ”

"Because I want your return, Miss Wen believes it?"

Wen Zhen frowned: "But Mr. Yan, you also know that the returns you want are often too expensive, and I'm afraid that I can't afford it now." ”

Yan Chaoyu stopped beating around the bush and said, "It just so happens that your money is not expensive, but it won't bother me too much." ”

"Wen Zhen, you just can afford it."

In the empty corridor, his voice was low, and this sentence fell straight down.

Wen Zhen's breathing stagnated slightly, and asked him with some uncertainty: "What does Mr. Yan want?" ”

"What I want is actually very simple, many years ago, the elders set a marriage for me, and both parties held a marriage certificate as evidence, which should have been fulfilled early, but my fiancée is too young, so that I am now in my twenties, and I am still single."

His eyelashes drooped slightly, his gaze fell on her impartially, and in the moment of his silence, Wen Zhen's heart beat unbalanced, and he seemed to laugh when he heard him, moist and gentle.

"So Miss Wen, you may wish to fulfill the Old Testament."