Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

Chapter 236 Lu Zicheng: Let's be together; Wen Yan: I'm not worthy of you; Wen Ming from C

"Of course, my name is Wen Yan, and I'm the assistant to Chairman Wen of Wen's Group." Wen Yan took out her business card from her bag and handed it over with both hands, acting like a new employee in the workplace.

"You can contact me anytime, keep it."

She nodded, bent slightly, and distributed her business card.

The middle-aged man casually glanced at the business card in his hand: "Chairman Wen's assistant? Also last name Wen? A relative?"

Wen Yan chuckled and shook her head slightly: "No."

Another younger man said, "Isn't it? I thought your name sounded familiar."

A man with a beer belly chimed in, "You know what? It sounds familiar to me too. I wonder where I've heard or seen it before."

The young man thought first, "Isn't the Chinese name of the person who plagiarized the work of LUCY's chief designer Wen Yan?"

Beer Belly's expression immediately changed: "So it's you..."

He smiled, not disguising the contempt in his smile.

Wen Yan felt a little embarrassed when her identity and scandal were exposed in public.

"Her surname is Wen, her name is Wen Yan, and she is also the assistant to Chairman Wen. She is indeed not a relative, but a daughter." Beer Belly said directly.

The young man said with a mocking smile, "So you're the daughter of the Wen Group. I'm so sorry."

"How can we let Miss Wen personally hand out business cards to us?"

"Is he really an assistant? Are you kidding us?"

Wen Yan forced a smile: "...It's true."

"Where's your father, Chairman Wen? Didn't he come with you?"

Wen Yan looked in one direction: "My father is there."

"I always thought Miss Wen was bold, but today I find her very reserved. Is she qualified for the assistant position?"

It seemed like a subtle criticism of Wen Yan's bold plagiarism.

"Chairman Wen has truly impressed us this time. He's actually been able to keep the company under the control of the Lu Group. He's a very capable person."

Wen Yan, whose expression had long been off, could only respond with a smile.

"Is this Miss Wen's first time attending a cocktail party like this?"

"You have to follow Chairman Wen closely. Don't be fooled by the fact that everyone here is dressed smartly. This word refers only to clothes."

"Manager Lin is right. I know Wen's is having a hard time right now, but as for money, there's plenty of time and opportunities to earn it. Safety comes first."

The two of them chatted with each other and exchanged glances, as if they were treating Wen Yan, who was burdened with all kinds of heavy information, as an entertainment.

pastime.

The middle-aged man from earlier came out to the rescue in a gentlemanly manner: "Come on, you two, it's not as scary as you say."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Wen Yan and said, "My company is interested in expanding into new business recently. I wonder if Miss Wen is interested?"

As he spoke, he put Wen Yan's business card under his nose and sniffed it. The other two knew what the middle-aged man was up to when they saw him like this, and they couldn't help but smile and shake their heads, understanding each other.

"I..." Wen Yan seemed to understand the other party's hint.

Thinking about how to refuse without offending others.

"If you are interested, Miss Wen, please come with me after the cocktail party to learn more and talk about cooperation." The middle-aged man took a step closer, determined to win.

"My Lu Group also wants to know more about your company's business." A male voice with a cold tone suddenly sounded.

Several people turned their heads and saw that it was Lu Zicheng. They immediately put on a flattering smile and said, "Manager Lu."

Wen Yan's eyes were filled with emotions as she looked at Lu Zicheng.

The middle-aged man did not hear the hidden meaning in Lu Zicheng's words, because he did not think that Lu Zicheng knew Wen Yan, and he did not think that Lu Zicheng was here to help Wen Yan out of trouble.

When the middle-aged man heard that Lu was interested in cooperating with him, he felt like he had won a jackpot and even threw aside Wen Yan, whom he had set his eyes on.

He quickly took out his business card and handed it over: "If Manager Lu is willing to give me this opportunity, I will definitely not let you down."

Lu Zicheng, with one hand in his trouser pocket, reached out and took the business card from the other person, looked at it casually, and then, under the other person's excited eyes, he loosened his hand and the business card fell straight to the ground.

The middle-aged man's face froze.

Under the confused gazes of others, Lu Zicheng grabbed Wen Yan's wrist and said, "Come with me." He then left the party with everyone else.

All the way out of the cocktail party.

Lu Zicheng stopped and slowly let the person go.

Wen Yan lowered her head slightly: "Just now, thank you, Manager Lu."

Lu Zicheng: "What's wrong with your forehead?"

The wound on her forehead had not completely healed yet, and Wen Yan subconsciously raised her hand to touch the shallow bruise on her forehead.

She still lowered her head slightly, not looking at him: "I bumped into it accidentally."

"Accidentally?" Lu Zicheng was obviously suspicious.

Wen Yan didn't say much: "I'm leaving first."

She turned to leave.

After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped, tilted his head slightly, and said to Lu Zicheng with his back to him, "Happy New Year."

The words "Happy New Year" reminded Lu Zicheng of their first meeting, and his inner emotions seemed to be uncontrollable.

Lu Zicheng looked at her figure and quickly made a decision.

"Wen Yan, let's be together."

Wen Yan was stunned when she heard this. She turned around suddenly and looked at Lu Zicheng in disbelief.

"What did you say?"

Lu Zicheng told her: "I have thought a lot these days, and I know my heart very well. I like you."

Wen Yan was obviously happy and excited, but she refused: "...Thank you, but I can't promise you."

Her voice was choked with sobs, tears welled up in her eyes, and she looked helpless. Anyone could see that this was not her intention.

Lu Zicheng's heart tightened: "Why?"

Wen Yanwei shook her head: "...I am not worthy of you."

Lu Zicheng breathed a sigh of relief: "When it comes to feelings, there is no such thing as being worthy or not. Isn't it enough that you like me and I like you? Besides, you have liked me for so many years, how can you not show your feelings?" He walked towards her decisively.

After hearing what Lu Zicheng said, Wen Yan seemed to have gained courage, and two lines of tears fell silently, wetting her cheeks.

She met Lu Zicheng's eyes as he approached her, and finally stopped suppressing her emotions. With tears in her eyes, she smiled and nodded, agreeing.

After flying for more than ten hours, Wen Ming landed.

A friend came to pick him up.

"You're risking your life. You're flying back and forth domestically and internationally. Aren't you afraid of sudden death if you're so busy? Or are you afraid that I will die suddenly?" his friend said to him.

Wen Ming: "Is the company progressing smoothly these days?"

"You come right away and ask about the company. Brother, your career ambition has suddenly soared. Is that okay? Are you short of money or is the situation about to change? At least please care about my life. I'm so busy every day." My friend was very emotional.

Wen Ming: "Stop talking nonsense."

The friend was heartbroken, but then shared the good news: "I just met with Sibiri today. He agreed to invest and is willing to help us connect with Dilin."

Wen Ming smiled and bumped fists with his friend: "You're amazing."

My friend, driving the car, said, "It's not a big deal for you to fly back and forth all the time. Hasn't your family business always been managed by your father? Is it because your uncle is old and doesn't have enough energy?"

Wen Ming: "My family situation is a bit complicated, so I can't get away for the time being."

"Alright. I'm glad nothing's wrong. Our company is just starting out, so we need to take things step by step. We can't rush things. I'm really worried about your recent state and mentality."

"I know."