20demayo Chapter 133 Misreading
Chapter 133 Misreading
Seeing that Wen Xu was still unconvinced, Wen Han sighed.
"Wen Xu, the Wen family has never been decided by me alone."
As soon as these words came out, Wen Xu felt like a deflated ball.
"I know father."
The body that had been standing straight like a bed board finally bent down.
"By the way, who is Ruan Tang?"
Wen Han suddenly asked.
When Ruan Tang was mentioned, a hint of hostility flashed in Wen Xu's eyes.
"He's just a country bumpkin who's not presentable enough."
Hearing this, a hint of displeasure flashed across Wen Han's brows.
"Wen Xu, I told you not to look down on anyone. If a country bumpkin can cause you such a big loss, then aren't you even worse than a country bumpkin?"
Wen Xu was completely devastated to hear his most respected father say that he was not as good as Ruan Tang.
With red eyes, he looked at the person in front of him with disbelief.
"Father……"
Wen Han didn't want to hear more from him, so he waved his hand and said, "Okay, go out. Go hang out with your friends and keep in touch with them."
The Mohist school can no longer be relied upon, but the relationships with other families cannot be severed.
"Father...I..."
Wen Xu wanted to argue, but was frightened by Wen Han's icy cold eyes.
"Yes, I understand."
He stood up with his head down and walked out of the study with a dejected look on his face.
When the door of the study was closed, Wen Xu took off the mask of a strict father, and a hint of viciousness flashed across his clear and elegant face.
Ruan Tang, very good.
I didn't expect that he was wrong.
I thought it was a little white rabbit that could be slaughtered at will, but I didn't expect it to be a cunning wolf cub.
The Foundation's move really kills three birds with one stone.
The Wen family spent 10 million yuan, but ended up not getting any good reputation and were even questioned for not having strict family education.
However, Ruan Tang gained both fame and fortune.
It has won praise from the public.
It also let those noble families see that they are not vases that can be manipulated at will.
It is just a dream to think that you can shake the foundation of Mohism by touching him.
It’s a pity that he is not a child of the Wen family, otherwise he would admire his talent.
He was scolded by his father and lost his position in the company.
Wen Xu was feeling depressed and was ready to go out to drink and complain to his friends in the circle.
I didn't expect that as soon as I got the key and went downstairs, I ran into an annoying person head-on.
"Wen Rui, why are you here?"
The young man named Wen Rui is not as sharp as his name.
He has gentle brows, a gentle and handsome face, and fox eyes hidden behind gold-rimmed glasses have a naturally crescent-shaped arc, which makes his humble appearance have a hint of shrewdness.
I have to say, compared to Wen Xu, who is a pretentious and naive person.
In terms of appearance and temperament, Wen Rui is actually more like the old fox Wen Han.
Not caring about Wen Xu's sharp attitude at all, Wen Rui raised his thin lips slightly and smiled modestly, "Second uncle asked me to go to the study, saying that he had something to tell me about the company."
Hearing his words, Wen Xu was like a hedgehog with its fur standing on end, poking Wen Rui's chest with his fingers little by little.
"Don't be complacent. Let me tell you, the head of the Wen family is my father now, and I will be the one in the future. Put away those inappropriate thoughts."
Feeling the sharp pain in his chest, Wen Rui's expression did not change at all, still as gentle as usual.
This calm and steady demeanor is far superior to Wen Xu.
"My cousin misunderstood. I have never had any thoughts that I shouldn't have. Everything I did was for the Wen family."
"Well, you'd better think so."
Wen Xu snorted coldly, and like a victorious rooster with his tail raised, he walked out of the door with the keys to his sports car.
Looking at his back, Wen Rui's ink-like eyes flashed with a dark light.
Oh, but the Wen family doesn’t belong to just your second branch.
Gathering his thoughts, Wen Rui went upstairs again.
Wen Xu went to the garage, drove out his sports car, put on his Bluetooth headset, and called his friends.
"Zhou Kai, do you want to go out for a drink?"
"Oh, sorry, I have something to do today, so it's not convenient."
"Okay, I see."
Wen Xu hung up the phone in disappointment.
"Wang Yang, come out and have a drink!"
"Wen Xu, I've already made an appointment with someone."
"Shen Zhao..."
I made four or five calls in a row, but was rejected every time with various reasons.
If Wen Xu Yaoshi didn't realize that they were deliberately distancing themselves from him, he would be a fool.
He slapped the steering wheel angrily, then Wen Xu stepped on the accelerator and the car speed soared to 80 miles per hour.
Okay, everyone is avoiding him, right? Then he goes by himself.
Just as I was thinking this, a group message suddenly popped up on my phone.
Wen Xu clicked it casually, but after reading just one line of words, he saw that the message had been withdrawn.
A dark light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Okay, okay, I got rid of him. Turns out he was going to flatter an actor.
What a shameless bunch.
On the other side, Si Kang slapped Zhou Kai on the back of the head.
"Are you stupid? Why did you post this to the group? Didn't you know Wen Xu was in it?"
"It wasn't withdrawn. He definitely didn't see it."
Zhou Kai touched his head aggrievedly.
"Forget it, quickly create a new group and I'll call Ruan Tang."
On the other side, Ruan Tang was lying on the sofa bored, eating potato chips and watching a comedy movie, laughing heartily from time to time.
There is no idol baggage at all.
Putting a plate of stir-fried shrimp on the table, the aunt wiped her hands with her apron and said, "Mr. Ruan, the meal is ready. I'll serve the soup and we can eat."
"Okay, I got it. I'll wash my hands right away."
As soon as I threw the potato chips aside, the phone rang.
After wiping his hands with a tissue, Ruan Tang answered the phone.
"Brother Ruan, do you want to come out and play with me? There's a car race going on here."
"Professional competition?"
"The sports car race we organized ourselves."
"A race by yourself?"
"Yeah! It's very thrilling, but don't worry, it's a formal venue, so safety is guaranteed."
They don’t dare to let anything happen to Mo Ge’s precious baby.
"Is that so?" Ruan Tang became interested. "It just so happens that your brother Mo has a lot of sports cars in his garage, and I haven't tried any yet..."
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of a painful question.
The original owner did not have a driver's license.
"Um...I don't have a driver's license."
This is awkward.
Si Kang hadn't thought about this problem yet. It is unexpected that there are people who don't have a driver's license these days.
But when he thought of Ruan Tang's miserable life experience, he suddenly realized.
It’s over. Has he really touched upon that sore spot of his?
He tried to make excuses in an awkward manner, "It doesn't matter if you can't drive. It's fun to come here and feel the atmosphere. We can also get together in the evening."
"Okay then, I'll come see you guys after lunch."
"I'll come directly to pick you up and have lunch together."
"No, my aunt has already cooked the dishes. We can't let her hard work go to waste."
"Hahaha, then I'll come and have a meal, don't you mind?"
"Yes, Auntie's cooking is delicious."
The aunt, who was bringing out the soup, felt warm in her heart when she heard his words.
"Mr. Ruan, your friend is coming over. Should I prepare two more dishes?"
"No, no, he's alone, these dishes are enough."
"Okay, okay, I'll put all the food in the thermal box."
"Thank you auntie."