Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

Wen Rong took a deep breath, and sighed with an angry but extremely tolerant look: "Okay, let someone else take charge of these things next time. It seems that you have not been in the secretary's office for long, so you should learn more before coming to my office to answer questions."

The assistant obeyed the order obediently. As he turned to leave, he suddenly thought of something and said cautiously, "Also... Huaye Magazine is under Huachao Media."

Although he didn't care what Huaye Magazine was, Wen Rong from Huachao Media obviously knew about it.

He was stunned: "Jiang family?"

"Yes." The assistant whispered, "They seem to be in a cooperative relationship."

After the assistant left, Wen Rong sat for a long time with a frown on his face, and finally said, "Call Jiang's secretariat and ask Jiang Xu to have dinner... I'll probably be able to spare some time on Friday."

The secretary did as he was told.

Wen Rong adjusted his tie and leaned back in the leather chair that was custom-made for him and cost more than a hundred thousand dollars. He closed his eyes and let out a breath, not sure if he was tired or satisfied, then slowly turned back and forth.

It wasn't until the secretary hung up the phone that he said, "Book a quieter restaurant..."

"...Mr. Wen," the secretary dared not breathe. When he met his strange gaze, he immediately lowered his head and stammered, "Mr. Jiang's secretary said that he has no free schedule recently, so I'm afraid he won't be able to have dinner with you."

"..." The expression on Wen Rong's face, a mixture of superior fatigue and subtle satisfaction, solidified on his face bit by bit.

The huge low-key and majestic space suddenly fell into silence.

Cold sweat oozed out of the secretary's hair.

He didn't know how long it had passed before he heard a whispered question like a dream: "Before, when Ah Can approached Jiang Xu about cooperation, did he reject Ah Can like this?"

"..." The secretary was shocked and wanted to crawl into the cracks in the carpet, but under Wen Rong's silent and terrifying waiting, he had to answer, "As far as I know, no, no."

Wen Rong became even more silent.

After a while, he actually laughed: "Okay."

The middle-aged man pressed his forehead helplessly: "It seems that although I am A-can's father, I am still A-can's junior in terms of being the boss of the group. I need to learn from him."

He put his hand down, his smile faded: "Then you can call former President Wen and ask him to make an appointment with his former partner Jiang Xu, so that I, as his father, can get some of his face."

The secretary went to make the phone call tremblingly.

·

"What is your dad doing?"

Late at night, in the Jiang Group building, Jiang Xu turned around in his chair and said casually, "I heard that he wants to spend 300 million to buy "Stars"? Is he crazy? Does he think that the Undead Demon is a philanthropist like him? He is a big cartoonist who can easily sell 300 million just by sales."

"How did you know this news?" Wen Can asked doubtfully on the other end of the phone, "This should only be known by a few people."

"Huaye is registered under my name after all." Jiang Xu sneered, "You cooperate with others under my name but don't want to take care of this mess, so I have to send someone to take care of it. My subordinate who is responsible for coordinating with Huaye said that the studio has long ridiculed Wen's company and even told the matter to the counterpart as a joke. I don't know when it will spread."

"..."

"Also, why did your dad suddenly ask me out for dinner? He scared me."

"…You refused?"

"how do you know?"

"Because he came to me and asked me to contact you."

"..."

"But I also refused." Wen Can said lightly, "You decide for yourself."

"...I really don't want to deal with your dad."

Jiang Xu threw the pen up and caught it again, smiling, his tone casual but with a cold seriousness: "I have always thought your father is creepy since I was a child, especially when he smiles - I don't know why everyone thinks he is a kind-hearted man."

"When everyone thinks he is a good person and you are the only one who can't stand him, you should reflect on whether there is something wrong with your eyes."

"is it?"

"Why not?" Wen Can laughed, "Have you ever seen someone pretend to be a good person for more than 40 years?"

"That's true." Jiang Xu took the pen.

"Oh, there's one more thing." He added, "Hua Ye wants to rent an office building recently. I'm wondering if I should find them a floor in Jiang's - what do you think?"

"up to you."

"I figured that Jiang's and Xingfei aren't far away. If I don't have a suitable floor here, I can go to Xingfei and find one for her. What do you think?"

"..."

Wen Can was speechless for a while: "You are the major shareholder of Xingfei, of course it's up to you."

His tone was cold: "But you'd better keep her away from me."

Jiang Xu found it even more interesting: "Hey, what is the grudge between you and this immortal demon worth tens of billions? You hate her so much, you must have had some contact with her, right? What does she look like? Is she really a genius girl as the rumors say? Does she have long hair or short hair? Is she a slovenly homely girl or a sophisticated and fashionable one?"

"...I haven't seen her." Wen Can said impatiently, and after a pause, he continued, "Also, I don't hate her...I just don't want to see her."

After saying that, he hung up the phone, leaving Jiang Xu, who wanted to ask more questions, with nowhere to go. He could only sigh and throw the phone away.

The chair turned around, and the bustling night scene downstairs outside the window flashed across the man's irises.

He turned to face the large desk, stared at the computer unconsciously for a while, tapped the table with his fingers, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and pressed the phone.

After a while, a young and beautiful secretary walked in wearing high heels: "Boss Jiang."

"Find a floor for Huaye to use as an office. If you can't find a good floor that's big enough and bright enough, go to Xingfei next door for consultation."

"Yes."

"If the other party asks to see the floor in person, you go with them and tell me everything you see - especially pay attention to whether there is any trace of the Undead Demon himself or any clues."

"Yes."

"I asked you to work overtime with me late at night. Thank you for your hard work."

Jiang Xu crossed his hands, looked straight at the secretary, and smiled: "Use my card to find a mountain resort to have some fun at the weekend, or you can switch to a group overseas tour."

The secretary's eyes lit up, and her formally smiling face immediately turned into a happy one: "Thank you, Mr. Jiang! I'll go discuss it with everyone!"

"Don't worry." Jiang Xu waved his hand and said with a nonchalant smile, "Don't be too happy and forget to work."

"Will not!"

The secretary went out with even more brisk steps than when he came in and closed the door quietly.

After a while, Jiang Xu heard a small cheer coming from outside the door, and someone even shouted boldly, "Thank you, President Jiang!"

Jiang Xu's lips curved into a smile, his eyes indifferent. He lowered his head and turned over a page of documents, which contained the resume of the Undead Demon.

From her debut with "Flower of the Galaxy" to her grand comeback with "Stars", the approximate income of each of her works and each category each year has been tabulated, followed by the various domestic and international comic or fairy tale awards she has won, as well as her influence on social platforms at home and abroad - all of this has been turned into data and presented clearly in front of Jiang Xu.

"Three hundred million..."

He muttered to himself, "If I can't get the upper hand when there's a fool like this offending people, then I, Jiang Xu, am incompetent."