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As soon as the wind blew, the tears on Wen Cha's face dried naturally and disappeared without a trace as soon as he left Qi's company.

When he rushed out of Qi Xiuzhu's office with a bag in his hand, the caring assistant lady secretly gave him packed coffee and hot milk.

He couldn't drink two cups of warm tea alone, so he came here, and Wen's company was not far from here. He happily decided to visit his brother and share this cup of coffee with him.

No one knows how to hold hands and utilize resources better than him!

Warm tea seldom goes to Wen's company.

Firstly, he is a natural hedonist, and he gets a headache when he sees financial-related numerical reports. Second, Wen Xingsheng likes to go to the company. Wen Cha thinks he is annoying and doesn't want to bump into him.So after coming here twice with Wen Rong, he never went again.

The young lady at the front desk recognized his appearance, and came to greet him in a hurry after seeing him: "Young Master, Mr. Wen is in a meeting, can you wait outside?"

"Okay." Wen Cha took a book and sat on the sofa in front of the conference room, waiting for Wen Rong.

The door of the meeting room was closed, and the warm tea was opened and the hot milk was taken a sip, leaving a milk mustache around his lips. He asked the young lady, "How long has it been open?"

The young lady was so adorable, she smiled and handed him a tissue: "It's been open for two hours, and Mr. Wen and Mr. Wen are inside. I don't know much about the specific situation."

As soon as she finished speaking, the doorknob of the conference room was turned away with a click, and Wen Xingsheng walked out with a livid face, like a passing wind, without even looking at Wen Cha.

People from the meeting came out one after another. Wen Cha covered the lower half of his face with the book, revealing a pair of big eyes, searching for Wen Rong's figure.Occasionally, he would bow his eyes in a friendly way to say hello to people who came over curiously.

Wen Rong was the last one to come out. The hem of his dark blue suit was a little wrinkled from sitting for too long, but he looked tired, and the person who usually paid the most attention to his posture didn't even bother to tidy it up.

He glanced at Wen Cha who was staring at him, and walked up to Wen Cha: "What book are you pretending to read?"

He obviously sat here and read a book for more than an hour!

Wen Cha raised his head: "I like reading, I don't pretend."

Wen Rong let out an "oh" and said flatly, "I like to pretend to read."

???

Brother, why are you being so vicious to me?

Wen Rong's head froze for about three seconds, and his chaotic brain finally realized that the person in front of him was his beloved younger brother, not the old and cunning opponent he had to deal with in the mall. He rubbed his temples with a headache: "Sorry, fainted head."

"It's okay, brother. Do you want some coffee? I'll bring it for you." Wen Cha replied.

Wen Rong took the coffee cup and drank half of it in one gulp. After being locked in the stuffy conference room where the air was gradually thinning out for a long time, under the influence of coffee and fresh air, he finally recovered a bit: "Let's go. .”

Because Wen Rong was very tired, Wen Cha volunteered to take over the important task of acting as the driver. He clicked on the map and was about to input the address of Wen's house for navigation.

Wen Rong sat in the passenger seat and corrected, "Go back to Xue's house."

Wen Cha's fingers rested on the screen, and he turned around and asked, "Brother, did you quarrel with Dad?"

Normally, when Wen Xingsheng did something stupid and made Xue Mei and Wen Rong unhappy, they would stay at Xue's house for a while.Xue Mei did it to let herself calm down and give the couple some space to calm down, while Wen Rong was purely for Wen Xingsheng's safety, he was afraid that he would not be able to resist punching Wen Xingsheng if he stayed at Wen's house.

In a sense, Wen Rong is considered a dutiful son.

"It's okay, I don't agree with his business philosophy." Wen Rong didn't want Wen Cha to worry about business matters, so he briefly summed it up, "I invested in a new energy project and wanted to focus on this direction, but he disagreed. "

From the family to the company, the father-son war between Wen Rong and Wen Xingsheng has reached a fever pitch.After Wen Xingsheng was sent to the hospital last time, Wen Rong didn't go to visit him, but just deposited a symbolic amount of money into the other party's account, noting "medical expenses".

Send beggars!

Wen Xingsheng was so angry that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys ached.

In the meeting room just now, it was a father-son fight, and the other directors and managers didn't even dare to say anything.The new energy sector is a potential unicorn in the market, and Wen Rong also wants to get a piece of it.But Wen Xingsheng was more in favor of guarding the Wen family's property and not casually innovating, so the two naturally broke up.

Wen Rong didn't intend to continue talking about these things, so he changed the topic by himself: "Did you go to Qi's company earlier?"

"How did brother know! It's amazing!" Wen Cha stared.

Wen Rong was immediately refreshed by his younger brother's bragging: "Only Xiuzhu's office has that type of coffee beans, and he really knows how to enjoy it."

Wen Cha nodded: "I met my uncle earlier, and he invited me to sit at Qi's. But I miss my brother, and I will come to you soon."

Regardless of whether it was true or not, Wen Rong was very pleased to hear it, and said, "Stay away from everyone in the Qi family."

Qi Junhao is not a good person, as for Qi Xiuzhu?

Robbing his younger brother with him is definitely not a good person!

Wen Cha deliberately picked some words that Wen Rong didn't like to listen to in order to avenge Wen Rong's hatred for him just now: "But I'm going to marry into the Qi family in the future, why should I stay away from them?"

When the marriage was mentioned, Wen Rong felt that it was more resistance and difficulties than he encountered at work, and he pondered: "Qi Junhao is a little bit wrong."

Wen Cha became interested: "What do you mean?"

Wen Rong said: "That day on the stage, Qi Junhao subdued that rioting manager in one fell swoop."

Wen Cha didn't quite understand: "Well, yes, isn't it normal for him to know karate, taekwondo or fighting skills?"

"But his movements are abnormal. I know a mercenary who was hired as a coach at a high price in City C after retiring. Qi Junhao's moves seem to be taught by him." Wen Rong paused, "But he is not in the Qi family Is it ignored?"

How could an underappreciated young master have the ability to get in touch with a mercenary boss who is worth a fortune.

One of the reasons why Wen Rong is so successful in business is his keen observation ability, just like he can tell from a cup of coffee that Wencha has been to Qi's company, Qi Junhao's inadvertent move made his subconscious remind him not to Ignore something.

Wen Cha's eyes widened.

He would like to call his brother the contemporary Sherlock Holmes!

After all, Qi Junhao is the protagonist Gong of the original book, so how could it be impossible for him to open his fingers.His fighting skills are also one of his golden fingers, as written in countless books, his secret dominance was appreciated by the boss, who offered to be his teacher.Unexpectedly, under such a background, Wen Rong could find a loophole in Qi Junhao's dormant period.

However, Wen Rong is still investigating in private, and nothing has been found for the time being.So he couldn't come up with any strong evidence to make Wen Cha give up on Qi Junhao.In his spare time recently, he read through several love books, and finally concluded that the love between the protagonists is all fabricated, and forcibly creating conflicts will only heat up their feelings.

Wen Rong swears that he must not be a villain without brains, but instead, he made his younger brother Qi Junhao unswerving until his death.

And Qi Xiuzhu.

Wen Rong is not too worried at the moment.

The situation in the Qi family is complicated. Qi Xiuzhu's eldest brother and second brother have frequently used tricks recently. Even the gentle and powerful Qi Xiuzhu lost his usual demeanor due to the disgusting tricks.He wished that Qi Xiuzhu would stay busy for a while and avoid unnecessary entanglements with his brother.

Unknowingly, Wen Rong, who had already taken on the mentality of a big villain and a big villain, felt a burst of sleepiness as Wen Cha drove steadily.

Warm tea turned up the air conditioner with one hand, put on soothing blues, the gentle girl on the radio station lulled you to sleep, and his voice was soft: "Sleep, brother."

Wen Rong was very restrained, almost when the car was about to arrive at Xue's house, he opened his eyes at the same time, his eyes were so clear that he couldn't see the previous fatigue at all.

Xue Jiu, a child ghost, heard the sound of the car engine early on and stood at the door poking his head. When he saw Wen Cha, he ran over with his short legs: "I knew it was you, I recognized it!"

Warm Tea blows rainbow farts to the children to save face: "Baby, why are you so good!"

Xue Jiu raised his chin and hummed twice triumphantly.

"Have you finished your homework?" Wen Rong's cool voice came from above his head.

Xue Jiu's cheerful movements froze and froze, and immediately froze into an ice sculpture, stuttering: "I wrote... I wrote it... No."

When a good brother suffers, of course Wen Cha can't sit idly by: "Okay, I'll teach Guaibao how to write in a while, brother, don't be so fierce."

Of course Wen Rong knew what the big and the young were up to, but since his younger brother had spoken, he turned a blind eye.

Xue Jiu immediately revived with full blood, got some warm tea and was going to show him his newly bought racing car.

"Where's Qingzhou?" Wen Rong asked.

Looking around Xue's house for a week, there is no one in the huge living room. Sometimes it's no wonder that Xue Jiu makes troubles. A little child has to face the loneliness of being alone. Even adults may not be able to bear it. How can you beg children to accept it?

"Is he staying in the lab again? I'll go and call him down." Wen Rong raised his legs and prepared to go upstairs.

Xue Jiu chuckled: "Brother is not in the room, he was hooked away."

Wen Cha and Wen Rong looked at each other and found the surprise in each other's eyes.

"Baby, what do you mean?" Wen Cha knelt down and asked Xue Jiu.

Xue Jiu pouted his round chin arrogantly: "They are in the conservatory, go and see for yourself."

The flower house of Xue's family is mainly managed by Xue Qingzhou alone. All kinds of floral fragrances can bring him different ideas. Except for his room and laboratory, this is where he spends the most time.

Wen Cha remembered that the first time he met Xue Qingzhou was also in the greenhouse.

This season is when the freesia blooms, and the air is filled with the cool and lingering fragrance of flowers.In front of a clump of small white flowers, Xue Qingzhou was talking with a girl.

"Have we met this girl before?" Wen Rong asked, feeling that she looked familiar.

Wen Cha gave a "tsk" in his heart, and replied, "I met you twice, once at Xue's house, and the other time at my birthday party. She is Wen Leshui's friend, named Chen Shishi."

Wen Rong didn't speak any more.

The transparent glass shows the scene in the greenhouse clearly.

Xue Qingzhou pointed to a Glance jasmine and seemed to be telling Chen Shishi the raw materials.

Chen Shishi happened to be wearing a white dress, she was so beautiful and cold, she approached the jasmine that had not yet bloomed and wanted to smell it, but unexpectedly she couldn't stand still, she staggered and almost fell, she threw herself into Xue Qingzhou's arms in a panic, Slowly blushing after watching.

Oh wow.

Wen Cha raised his eyebrows slightly.

Xue Jiu's grape-like eyeballs were rounded, his mouth was deflated, and soon his crying resounded through the sky: "What are you doing! Bad woman! Let go of my brother!"

Xue Qingzhou's upbringing prevented him from pushing a girl away immediately, because she might fall to the ground.

When Xue Jiu's cry sounded, he was startled. He turned his head and saw three people outside the greenhouse, and quickly stepped forward to hug Xue Jiu: "Xiao Jiu, don't cry, it's fine."

The child couldn't stop crying, sobbing and crying.

Chen Shishi patted the dirt on the white skirt, and apologized softly: "I'm sorry, I didn't stand firm..."

Xue Jiu's unstoppable crying was very tragic, as if he was about to lose the whole world.

The child's heart was also quite simple. He didn't like Chen Shishi very much. Seeing his brother hugging her, did it mean that his brother would be snatched away.Xiaopang from the kindergarten told him that if they hug each other, they will get married and have children.

The relationship between him and his brother has finally improved. Is his brother going to have a child?Then will he still pay attention to him?

Xue Qingzhou's patient and good temper was a little cracked because of Xue Jiu who had been coaxing him for a long time. He couldn't respond to Chen Shishi's soft and soft words, so he decided to send him away first: "I'm sorry, I can't teach you today. , I will ask the butler to take you home."

Chen Shishi secretly hated the crying Xue Jiu and nodded, "Okay, see you next time."

And next time.

While being surprised, Wen Cha took Xue Jiu from Xue Qingzhou's arms to coax him.

The frequency of seeing Chen Shishi recently is really not small.

When Wen Cha asked Xue Jiu to understand the whimsy in Xue Jiu's head, Xue Qingzhou couldn't laugh or cry: "Xiao Jiu, I just helped her when she was about to fall, I wasn't with her, she was just learning from me. "

Xue Jiu stopped crying, and said in a daze, "It's...really? Xiaopang lied to me..."

Wen Rong let out a long sigh of relief from the quarrel, thankful that his younger brother wouldn't make such a fuss, and asked Xue Qingzhou straightforwardly: "How did she get into this relationship with you?"

Wen Leshui obviously introduced Chen Shishi to Xue Qingzhou, saying that Chen Shishi admired Xue Qingzhou's fragrance mixing skills, Xue Qingzhou's reaction was still indifferent, why did they start dating within a few weeks.

Xue Qingzhou silently turned his gaze to Wencha.

Wen Cha picked up his finger and pointed at himself with a surprised expression.

How does this matter have anything to do with him?

"Before Xiaocha was scolded on the Internet because of the video taken out of context, I also wanted to help. Chen Shishi found me and said that she had the full version of the recording for me to clarify. In exchange, she hoped that she could learn to mix fragrance with me." Xue Qingzhou seriously explained.

Wen Rong changed his original casual sitting posture, straightened his waist, and crossed his hands: "She just happened to pass by and recorded the recording, and found you to make a deal?"

Xue Qingzhou understood Wen Rong's suspicion. Although he was obsessed with spices and ignorant of worldly affairs, he was not that stupid and sweet: "I have investigated it. Although the place where the incident happened that day was a surveillance blind spot, because it is a toilet, it must be Someone will pass by. It is not impossible for Chen Shishi to pass by that day, there were indeed many students passing by at that time, and I think as long as I can help Xiaocha..."

"Thank you, cousin!" To express his gratitude, Wen Cha stuffed the milk dumpling that had been coaxed back into Xue Qingzhou's arms.

Xue Jiu struggled symbolically twice, blew out a bubble of snot, and gave Wen Cha an appreciative look.

Xue Qingzhou gently wiped Xue Jiu's face with a tissue, and replied: "It's okay, it didn't work in the end, Xiaocha solved it by himself. It's just that I promised others to teach me before, so of course I can't go back on my word just because I didn't use the evidence. .”

A gentleman is a gentleman.

It is no surprise that Xue Qingzhou would do this.

Xue Jiu said childishly, "Then you have to protect yourself."

Xue Qingzhou pampered the tip of his nose and smiled in agreement.

Wen Rong didn't speak any more, he seemed to be lost in thought.

When it came to the scandal of the whole network, Wen Cha finally picked up the Fenghua Cup match that was about to be forgotten.

It seems that the day of the result is not far away.

Teacher Liu was very anxious, and would secretly talk about this topic when chatting with Wen Cha.

"I don't know if the previous turmoil will affect the judges' evaluation of you." He was worried there with a large enamel water glass.

"I don't know." Wen Cha shrugged, and the teapot dumped the tea, "But it doesn't matter, I tried my best."

Originally, he just wanted to take pictures of the original body's past as a souvenir, and by the way, he responded to Wen Leshui. Excessive pursuit of rankings was not his original starting point.

Teacher Liu sighed deeply.

Wen Cha joked: "Could the teacher bet with other teachers on the ranking of this competition?"

He still remembers the first time he met Mr. Liu, and when the door closed, Mr. Liu and others boasted that No. 1 must be his student.

Mr. Liu had seen Wen Cha's mouth before, so he didn't even bother to talk to him. He snorted coldly and slowly sipped the tea.

Pu'er tea is warm in nature, the tea he drank may be mixed with jujube trees, and there is a faint fragrance of jujube.

Wen Cha had just finished a test, so he came to Mr. Liu's office to sit and chat for a while.Among other things, although he is ignorant, his background from a wealthy family in his previous life allowed him to dabble in many fields of art, and he can pick up whatever he talks about.

As long as Wencha is willing, he must be the best talker and listener.

After chatting with the little old man refreshed, and no longer worried about the unfair treatment of students' works, Wen Cha got up to say goodbye.

After all, there is another one at home to coax.

Xue Mei also pays special attention to this game.

At that time, Wen Cha shared the whole process of his creation with Xue Mei, and from time to time he acted like a baby to make videos to Xue Mei, so tired and sleepy at night.As a loving mother, she pays more attention to the works of art that she has poured her heart and soul into, and from her point of view, regardless of the close relationship between mother and child, it is fair to say that Wen Cha's works are also the best.

"Mom has gone to worship the gods, and there must be a good result." Xue Mei babbled while feeding small biscuits to the warm tea.

The grandparents of Xue's family all believed in Buddhism, and even brought Xue Mei to tell the gods if they had troubles.

The mouth of the warm tea was filled with biscuit crumbs, and he tried to swallow it, and took a sip of the warm taro milk tea, with an innocent and bewildered face.

Even Wen Rong, who was calm and self-sufficient, refreshed his phone a little irritably: "When will the results come out, can the efficiency be higher?"

The final result of the Fenghua Cup requires judges from China, the United States, and Europe to form a collegial panel, plus various scoring procedures such as online voting, the process takes a little more time.

"Mr. Liu said that the official Weibo will release the results first at [-]:[-] p.m., and the official website will be a little later." Wen Cha recalled what Teacher Liu said.

Wen Rong looked at the time.

07: 30.

There is still half an hour.

He simply opened Weibo to refresh. In order to warm up the tea, he specially opened an account, which has not yet been authenticated.Since Wencha was scolded, he hasn't brushed it much.After opening it again, I feel that the Internet world has undergone earth-shaking changes again.

Through the wind and rain of the Internet, Wen Cha has gathered a group of fans who like him. These fans have also silently established a group chat and output regularly every day.

[Tea Treasure posted a selfie again, woo woo woo today's soul has also been purified]

[Chabao will never go back to Disney and there will be no princes]

Anyway, I can blow out different rainbow farts every day, which makes Wen Rong amazed and learns silently.

We talked about a different topic in the group today.

[The announcement of the Fenghua Cup says that the results will be out at [-] o'clock?Can Chabao win the first prize? ]

[I'm so nervous, I hope Cha Bao can get it, he is so talented and deserves the first prize]

[Tea Treasure was slandered during the online voting before, and the number of votes was much less. After the clarification, the voting entrance has been closed, so there is a shortcoming in online voting. Alas, I don’t know what the final result will be]

[Worried, I'm really sick of those people who pour dirty water on Chabao]

After Wen Rong browsed through all the news, he looked up at Wen Cha who was carefree and not nervous at all, feeling a little helpless.

He browsed some industry news again, until a news popped up in the group chat:

[The result is out! ! !Go check it out! ! ! ]

Wen Rong's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly clicked on the official account of Fenghua Cup. The number of likes and comments on the latest one was constantly rising. It read:

"The China Film and Television Association released the selection notice for the Fenghua Cup Photography Contest. The list of winners is as follows:

1 Yin Yu: First Prize of "New Life"

2Wen Leshui: "Youth", First Prize

......"

Searching through all the lists, Wen Rong was about to see through the screen, but Wen Rong couldn't find Wen Cha's name.

With a fresh breath, Wen Cha sat beside him and looked at his mobile phone: "Brother, did the results come out? My mobile phone is charging, lend me yours."

The sofa is such a small space, Wen Rong has no time to dodge, the tweets and even the comment section are clearly seen by Wen Cha.

[Congratulations Xiao Shui!Xiaoshui deserves his name! ]

[Yin Yu is indeed a dark horse, I guessed at that time that his momentum is very good, and the future can be expected]

[I just want to ask why Wencha has no ranking?If there is no first prize, then there is no ranking, right? ]

[Going back upstairs, maybe the judges have considered the impact of that incident, I don’t understand, is art also affected by public opinion]

[Just...e...Wen Cha considers himself unlucky...]

[This is the first time I learned what the word bad luck means. I said that the level of Wen Cha's video is much better than that of other contestants. No one objected, right? ]

"It's okay little tea, what kind of shitty competition is this, we won't participate!" Xue Mei rarely shed her dignity, showing a bit of a girlish temper, flicked the phone, and angrily crumpled the pillow on the sofa.

Wen Rong said in a deep voice, "I can invest and sponsor another competition."

Wen Cha was moved and amused in his heart, he smiled and shook his head to comfort them.

At the same time, in an office building in City C, a woman in a white suit with a high ponytail sat across from Wen Leshui. She adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses and pushed the proposal to him:

"Hi, I'm your new agent, happy cooperation."

Wen Leshui greeted shyly: "Hello, Sister Yun."

This is the top manager in the entertainment circle that Qi Junhao found for him, and he has managed countless movie kings and queens.Qi Junhao dragged on a lot of relationships in private and finally let her let go and bring another artist.

Sister Yun quickly looked at Wen Leshui, but she was not very enthusiastic, but very calm: "Hello, I only have one requirement for the artists I bring, no black history, it doesn't matter if you are stupid, but you must refrain from doing stupid things, or don't Being smart, can you do it?"

Wen Leshui nodded: "Don't worry."

Sister Yun went on to say: "Well, congratulations on winning the first prize in the Fenghua Cup competition. The hidden benefit of this competition is that you have a great possibility to cooperate with director John Wilson. He has an advertisement in hand and is looking for candidates. , Huaguo's Film Association reached an agreement with him, and if there is a suitable talent, he will try his best to consider Huaguo, whether it is a director or an actor."

Wen Leshui sat up straight, and this was the inside story of the game that the manager hadn't heard about before.

Director John Wilson, as one of the world-renowned directors, perfectly combines literary and commercial films. Almost all stars want to go under his lens, because what he is best at is digging out the beauty of people.Even if he is criticized for caring too much about his appearance and not digging into his connotation, any star under his hands will show the most beautiful side of his career and become popular all over the world.

"Really?" Wen Leshui asked excitedly, this was almost the best news he had heard in recent days.

Sister Yun's mobile phone ding-dong sent a notification tone, she refreshed the phone's page again, did not answer him immediately, and frowned slightly: "I take back what I said, the situation has changed."

"This year, the judging team joined the American and European judges, and after discussion, the competition system was readjusted, and the Muse Award was added on top of the first prize, symbolizing the pursuit of excellence in art."

Xue Mei, who was at home, held Wen Cha's hand tightly, and read the latest message on the original list word by word.

"The perfect combination of light and shadow and story, congratulations to Wen Cha's "Apple" for winning the Muse Award."