Everyone in the room went to peek at his face, but unfortunately there was no expression on his face, not even joy or anger.

Unbuttoning his suit jacket, he sat down in the main seat, leaned back idly, and tapped his fingers on the table in front of Guan Rui.

Guan Rui cleared his throat, "Everyone, let's start reporting." Which one comes first ? ”

Everyone had no choice but to press the questions in their hearts and report their work according to the process.

When it was the turn of the charity project, Wen Zhiyan spoke, "...... Are there any vacancies in the Pro Bono Group? ”

The middle-aged man in charge of the report, surnamed Wei, was stunned and said cautiously, "...... Yes, there can be. ”

Wen Zhiyan nodded and motioned for Guan Rui to hand over a document, "Wen Zhou's resume, you can see if you can be hired." ”

"Okay, okay."

Mr. Wei was about to take it when a young woman on the side suddenly spoke, "As far as I know, the eldest prince does not have any experience in public welfare, and judging from his daily style, it should not be suitable for our public welfare group." ”

Before she spoke, Wen Zhiyan didn't even see her.

When I glanced at it, I saw that she had probably followed the leader to observe, and she did not sit at the table, but only added a chair.

Wen Zhiyan said, "What's your name?" ”

The woman raised her hand and stood up so that he could see clearly, "Yang Yixin, the general project leader of the public welfare group. ”

"Yang Yixin," Wen Zhiyan changed his mind, and raised his chin slightly to signal Guan Rui, "Give her her resume." ”

Yang Yixin took it from Guan Rui's hand and immediately flipped it over.

Wen Zhiyan said, "To do public welfare, experience is not the most important, the most important thing is attitude and character." ”

Yang Yixin was silent, "...... Next, there is a rural public welfare project, and the eldest son is afraid that he will not be able to endure this hardship, and the public welfare group does not need another idler. ”

Wen Zhiyan leaned back and said, "Wen Zhou has shares, and he originally ate white food." He looked at her, very casually, "I don't interfere, you can do it." ”

Yang Yixin cares about her own public welfare group, and here she is in the stall of the Wenzhi Banquet, while others are secretly figuring it out.

Co-authoring, this means that the winner is decided.

Wen Zhou was sent into the group as an errand boy, although it was a marginal project, but it could be regarded as entering the field of vision, and in a sense, it was also a kind of checks and balances.

In the follow-up news report, Wen Zhou's whereabouts will definitely be mentioned, and at that time, the public welfare group will be regarded as a free wave of traffic.

After the meeting ended, Guan Rui specially called Yang Yixin and conveyed the above thoughts to her.

"Public welfare has received huge traffic attention, it is a double-edged sword, when the time comes, there will be more people online supervision, and more people will pay attention to the people in need of help, Mr. Yang, you should seriously consider it."

"Okay."

"Also, the old man ordered the eldest prince to personally participate in the details of the public welfare project, and you don't have to show mercy to the eldest prince."

Yang Yixin nodded, "I know it in my heart." ”

This year, on December 20, Wenshi Group issued an announcement on the appointment and dismissal of personnel.

In the announcement, it was made clear that Wen Zhiyan still served as the chairman and executive director of the group, and Wen Zhou became the executive secretary of the "Wen's Rural Public Welfare Project", reporting to Yang Yixin, who crossed Mr. Wei and reported directly to Guan Rui.

The dust has settled.

The aftershocks lasted for three or four days, and the financial news published the details of Wen's family property battle, and even detailed the significance of the eldest son's participation in the public welfare project.

All these changes undoubtedly show two facts: the current head of the Wen family has thunderous means to eliminate the competition for family property invisibly; Wen's attaches great importance to public welfare, which shows the social responsibility of large enterprises.

As a result, it naturally received a lot of praise and confidence in the stock market.

When this side was boiling, Wen Zhiyan flew to London.

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Spanning the seven-hour time difference, we landed at Heathrow Airport.

Local time: December 24 afternoon.

The office closed for Christmas holidays half a day in advance, and most of the shops on the street were closed. Wu Yishan and a few single colleagues were planning to have a party at home, and Fang Ci brought some food and drinks from herself.

Wu Yishan lived on the first floor, with a backyard of more than ten square meters, and a group of people were busy preparing to make skewers and open beer, at this time Fang Ci's mobile phone rang.

"Baby, not home?"

Fang Ci reacted for two seconds and asked uncertainly, "...... There you are? ”

"Hmm."

It was even more surprising than he had flown with her to London two weeks earlier," ...... Aren't you going to have a feast at Christmas? Didn't your parents go back? ”

"I'd like to spend time with you."

Fang Ci suddenly had a sour nose.

At this time, she realized that she hadn't seen him for more than a week, and she missed him so much.

“…… I'm at Wu Yishan's house, and I'll go back immediately. ”

"Tell me the address and I'll pick you up."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Ci went back to the room to get a hat and scarf, put on a coat, and said goodbye to Wu Yishan.

Wu Yishan smiled, "How good, fly over to accompany you for the holiday." ”

Fang Ci smiled and patted her hands.

She stood in front of the porch, her hands in her coat pockets, her head bowed.

In the room behind her, a group of colleagues crowded into the living room window to look outside, and without blinking, the souls of gossip were burning.

I don't know how long later, there were car lights sweeping in the distance, and the low-key Rolls-Royce approached silently and stopped across the street.

Without waiting for the driver to come and open the door, Wen Zhiyan had already opened the rear door and got out of the car.

Dressed in a long coat, he walked through the street and strode forward.

Fang Ci was even a little confused, raised his head, Wen Zhiyan held her face with both hands, looked at her carefully with lower eyes, and after a while, took her into his arms.

She buried her head in the socket of his neck.

Warm and familiar with his smell, she suddenly felt a little like crying.

For a moment, she even thought that she would go home.

Distant relationships really cost people's lives.

Wen Zhiyan noticed her abnormality and chuckled, "I'm not leaving." ”

Fang Ci was stunned, raised his face in his arms, and said quite seriously, Huh? He asked, "Really?" ”

Her eyes were red, and when she heard the feast, her heart was sour, and she lowered her head and kissed her, "Really." ”

The first thing that came to her mind was, "...... But I was too small and the bed was single. ”

"Go live with me."

He said.

God, finally a chance to bring up this topic.

Fang Ci thought about it, and he was right, the Wen family must have a villa in London. That Rolls-Royce is also a local license plate.

Before she could come up with a refusal, Wen Zhiyan pressed her into his arms and whispered, "I have been living there for more than ten years when I was in school, don't you want to go and see it?" ”

This success moved her.

Wen Zhiyan led her, and the two of them walked through the streets in the dark night and got into the car.

Behind them, in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, the colleagues took out their mobile phones one by one to take pictures.

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From afar, I saw the single-family house in the night, with Christmas decorations hanging at the door and on the fence, and the lights flashing and flashing, a warm feeling of waiting for the owner to return home.

Rolls-Royce stopped at the door.

The two men followed the garden masonry path into the main house.

I thought I would see the servant, but I didn't expect it, a huge villa, brightly lit, but empty.

"Why is there no one?"

She asked.

Wen Zhiyan went up the stairs, took off his coat and untied his tie, looked back at her with a smile, and did not reply.

On the second floor, there is a fire in the fireplace in the master bedroom living room.

Wen Zhiyan was standing on the carpet in front of the fireplace, and he was folding the sleeves of his white shirt.

Fang Ci walked over, grabbed his hand, and checked on his recovery.

Wen Zhiyan let her inspect it, and said with a smile, "Lawyer, how am I recovering?" ”

I knew that he was going to tease her when he got the chance. Fang Ci glanced at him, "I'm a lawyer, not a doctor, so I can't tell." ”

He laughed, kissed her, and unbuttoned her coat.

She complained half-truthfully, "When you see me, that's all you have." ”

"You don't have that in mind?"

He asked rhetorically with a chuckle.

Fang Ci was speechless.

He was wearing a three-piece suit today, but now he has taken off his coat and is wearing a waistcoat and a white shirt, which is tightened to outline a good figure with broad shoulders and a thin waist.

Not to mention the long legs......

Looking at him up and down like this, my heart swelled with sourness.

In the past few years, when I was studying in London, I could only go to see Fang Niannian during the day, and although there was a class reunion at night, when I returned home, my home was dark and I always felt lonely.

She blinked, held back her tears, and asked, "How did you spend Christmas Eve a few years ago?" With Zhan Cheng and them? ”

He lowered his eyes and stared at her, "It's all with you." ”

"Huh?"

"Whether it's a convenience store when it's snowing, or when you're home alone on Christmas Eve, I'm here."