The big entertainer adopted by the female president

Chapter 152 Knocking on the door in the middle of the night [three in one, six thousand words]

"Cough cough..."

Wen Yan was choked by Wu Wanqing's words, and the rice in his mouth spurted out a little with a violent cough.

A few grains of rice with crystal water stains even drew a parabola on the dining table, and flew to the corner of Wang Luoqi's mouth without any bias.

If Wen Yan dared to make such an outrageous move in normal times, Wang Luoqi's fist would have been hardened!

You have to teach this stinky little brother who stained the corners of her mouth to be a man again.

But now Wang Luoqi is sitting in the chair dumbfounded, his beautiful eyes full of blankness.

Her red lips were slightly parted, her slender fingers were holding the chopsticks silently, and the joints were slightly white.

Obviously, she didn't know about Wu Wanqing's sudden announcement to change Wen Yan's household registration relationship, and she was not at peace.

"You want to change the adoption relationship?"

After calming down, Wen Yan looked at Wu Wanqing and asked eagerly:
"Aunt Wu, I also skipped class for a few days. You won't kick me out of the house, will you?"

"Haha!" Wu Wanqing sneered, her beautiful eyes glowing with cold light: "How many days did you skip class?"

This little guy still didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, and he was so relaxed and natural that he could even openly skip class.

He didn't care about his studies at all!

"Pata." Wu Wanqing slammed her chopsticks on the dining table.

Mei Mei coldly swept towards Wen Yan at the corner of the dining table, and she asked in a somewhat unkind tone:

"Xiaoyan, what do you think of going to school? Is it a child's play?"

"Oh, you can go if you want, or don't go if you don't want to. Do you think that our family is a little powerful, so you can be lawless in the school, this is directly using magic art as your back garden?"

"Auntie tells you, get rid of this idea as soon as possible, don't even think about it, students should look like students, look at Xiaohao, although he has some problems with his life style, he often hangs around in romantic places, but he dares to skip classes like you. ?"

"If he dares to skip class, he will be notified by the school to come to his house. Look at his father without breaking his legs!"

"Over the years, it's the aunt who indulges you so much, that's why you ignore my words again and again."

The plumpness in front of Wu Wanqing's body went up and down, and she was obviously annoyed by Wen Yan's attitude:
"I knew you didn't repent. When Professor Fang called some time ago, I should have let you try the taste of the feather duster."

Even if Brother Hao goes to school, he will only act as an "answer mascot", and even if I don't go to school, I will be a master of music theory.

I can't learn useful knowledge in school. Since I can't absorb nutrients, why waste my precious time?Wen Yan secretly slandered.

Of course he knew the importance of reading, and even sneered at those public accounts that spread "the useless theory of reading" on the Internet.

Wen Yan felt that those guys had sinister intentions, they were no different from the "walking 50", they always used extreme cases to make generalizations, and wantonly fooled the public to make some unscrupulous money.

After entering the society in the previous life, Wen Yan suffered from a lot of "illiterate", and it was precisely because of this that he understood the importance of knowledge.

Therefore, even with the system plug-in, he has been earnestly studying music theory in the past ten years.

The master-level level of many musical instruments was achieved by his own time, and the existence of the system only raised the upper limit of his talent.

It is because of the usual hard practice, so even if he is as smart as Wang Luoqi, he has never doubted the source of his works, and even takes it for granted.

Living together under the same roof, and having been together for so long, no one knows better than Wang Luoxi, Wen Yan's terrifying talent in the field of music and content creation.

But Wen Yan also knows that for the elders of Wu Wanqing's age group, if you tell her more about her talent in learning and achievements, she will not think that this is a reason for blatantly skipping classes.

Therefore, Wen Yan directly took out his trump card.

"Auntie, I didn't skip class. I passed Professor Fang's test, and he gave me a fake note."

Wen Yan took out the phone in his pocket, pulled out the screenshot of the fake note in the album, and handed it to Wu Wanqing:

"Auntie, you can see that this is the long-term note that Lao Fang gave me. It was useful until I graduated from the senior year, so I didn't skip class for no reason, but it was given by Professor Fang..."

"Why did Professor Fang give you such a long-term fake note?" Looking at the screenshot on the phone, Wu Wanqing's beautiful eyes were full of suspicion:
"Did Luo Qi help you say hello to the school?"

She didn't doubt the authenticity of this fake note. After all, this little guy Wen Yan, although often dishonest, is not a fool.

For things like fake notes, she only needs to call Professor Fang to find out the truth, so it doesn't make sense to lie.

Instead, Wu Wanqing felt that Wen Yan used Wang Luoqi's connections to influence the ideas of the leaders of Magic Arts. Of course, as a mother, she knew the influence of her daughter in the magic capital.

"I didn't say hello to him." Wang Luoqi, who was secretly thinking about his mother's intentions, showed an attitude that it had nothing to do with him and hung up high.

She waved her hand, and by the way, gave a patch to the lie that was being pulled at the door of the villa:

"I didn't even know that he had the fake note approved by Professor Fang in his hand. Otherwise, I wouldn't have taught him about skipping classes when he was in the garden earlier."

Sister Luo Qi, you really are a black-bellied woman, Wen Yan secretly slandered:

"It's obviously something you caused me, but now you have to watch the show. My big sister's sweet little padded jacket will be kicked out of the house soon."

"Auntie, listen to my explanation, it's not what you think..."

Since Wang Luoqi, the big sister, is unreliable, Wen Yan can only choose to save himself: "I wrote a groundbreaking song, so Professor Fang approved this long-term fake note for me."

"He felt that in terms of songwriting, there was nothing left to teach me..."

Wen Yan told the truth about "Dongfeng Po", and in the process of explaining, he also did a little bit of beautification:
For example, Fang Nanxuan would make a bet with him only because he would ask for leave one after another.

It was Professor Fang who accidentally saw his song "Dongfeng Po", and realized his terrifying accomplishments in songwriting. He thought that he followed his classmates in a step-by-step class, which was a complete waste of his talent in music.

Therefore, he gave him this long-term leave with a stroke of a pen, and asked him to arrange his class time reasonably.

Thinking of the achievements of "Wedding in a Dream", Wu Wanqing felt that it was really possible. Since Wen Yan was invited by the Golden Hall, his achievements in songwriting and songwriting must not be faked.

However, she did not let Wen Yan go so easily:

"I believe your explanation for the time being, but if you are good at writing and writing songs, can you skip classes? What about other courses in the school?"

"There's actually a reason for this..." Wen Yan showed an expression of wanting to say something, but also wanting to say something.

"Okay, then tell me the reason in detail." Wu Wanqing stretched out her white palm and made a "please" gesture to Wen Yan:

"I'd like to see how you can give me a tongue-in-cheek!"

"Auntie, see for yourself." She took the mobile phone from Wu Wanqing's hand, and after a series of finger movements, Wen Yan handed it back again.

Looking at the chat records on the phone screen, Wu Wanqing's beautiful eyes flashed with surprise:
Piano teacher: "Student Wen, give me a face, don't come to my piano lessons in the future, I'll give you the credits."

Teacher Hesheng: "Student Wen, I have entered your credits for this semester into the academic system for you. You will not use my courses in the future."

Teacher Qu Shi: "Student Wen, teacher won't waste your precious time, I understand the rules..."

Polyphonic teacher: "Student Wen, give the teacher some face..."

Wu Wanqing: "..."

Well, it's not Wen Yan's fault for skipping classes. It reminded her of when Wang Luoqi was in school, those teachers seemed to have similar thoughts.

If the students are smart and know what they learn, of course, being a teacher will be gratifying, but if the student is too evil and even exceeds his own level, then the teacher will be very helpless and have nothing to teach.

"Hey, Aunt Wu, it's not that I don't want to go to class, but that the teachers are under pressure." Wen Yan shrugged with a smile.

Well, the life of studying God is so self-willed!
"Auntie, seeing the attitude of these teachers, you should no longer blame me for skipping classes."

Looking at Wu Wanqing with her red lips slightly parted, Wen Yan returned to the position opposite Wang Luoqi, helped the old aunt with a piece of oysters, and then showed a sunny smile:

"We don't have to go to the household registration office to change the adoption relationship, right? I'm your sweet little padded jacket, do you really have the heart to kick me out of the house?"

Looking at Wen Yan's dog-legged appearance, Wang Luoqi frowned indistinctly, and then lowered his head to eat rice in a muffled voice. Can't this guy be a little bit more stubborn?

What about being kicked out of the house, can I still let you live on the street?
Besides, compared to my mother kicking you out of the house, another possibility is a more terrifying good cut.

When she adopted Wen Yan, she did not fill in the relationship between the two as "mother and son" in the household registration book because she was worried about the idea of ​​her mother, the head of the household.

Therefore, up to now, Wen Yan and her, whether in objective fact or in legal sense, are not "sister and brother" relationship.

Thinking of Wen Yan's deteriorating filial piety, and the increasingly ambiguous relationship between the two, but at this time, my mother proposed to go to the household registration room to change the adoption relationship.

Wang Luoqi instantly thought of the idiom "fighting in the same room", and she shivered violently, as if insects were crawling all over her body:
Jiang is still old and hot, and my mother's move is too cruel. Did she find something abnormal?
"If you go to the household registration office to change the adoption relationship, you must still go..." Wu Wanqing gave a displeased white look:
"But when did I say I was going to kick you out of the house?"

Ah, it doesn't mean to kick me out of the house, doesn't it mean to go one step further with me. The smile on Wen Yan's face gradually solidified.

Just now, I was only thinking about how to solve the problem of skipping classes, and I was angry with the angry old aunt.

Thus ignoring this worse possibility.

Auntie, I treat you as my mother-in-law, but you want to raise me as my own son?

You are too punished.

While complaining, Wen Yan glanced at Wang Luoxi opposite, wanting to see what attitude she would have as another party who was about to "fight in the same room"?

At this time, Wang Luoqi was indifferently cooking the rice, his expression did not waver, as if he hadn't heard Wu Wanqing's words.

Seeing that the eldest sister didn't respond, she seemed to choose to lie down and let it be ridiculed, Wen Yan had to do it herself: "Auntie, I suddenly remembered a good melody, alas, you eat first, I'm afraid I'll forget it later."

Wen Yan pulled away the chair, stood up and walked to his bedroom on the first floor. 36 steps are the best plan, and it's only a matter of time if you can delay it for a while.

Maybe the old aunt was just on a whim and forgot it after a few days. Wen Yan began to comfort herself.

"Stop for me!" Wu Wanqing narrowed her eyes and shouted at Wen Yan's back:
"What, don't you want to be your aunt's son?"

"Son, what son?" Wen Yan turned around, his eyes were blank, and he directly filled up his acting skills.

"Come here and sit down." Wu Wanqing raised her chin towards the chair at the dining table, then turned to look at Wang Luoqi and asked, "Luo Xi, do you understand what mother means?"

"When you just said you were going to the household registration office to change the adoption relationship, I understood what you meant." Wang Luoxi put down his chopsticks indifferently, and did not forget to take the opportunity to bury the warm words:

"It's just that this guy's brain circuit is relatively strange, and he thinks about being kicked out of the house. We have lived together for so many years, and you love him so much, why would you be willing to kick him out?"

"Then what do you think?" Wu Wanqing looked directly into her daughter's eyes, as if she wanted to see through her heart.

"Mom is getting older now, and she may not be thoughtful enough when she thinks about things. Let you decide this matter."

"If you agree, my mother will take him to the household registration office to go through the formalities in two days. If you don't agree, my mother should not have mentioned this topic."

"It doesn't really matter to me." Wang Luoxi shrugged: "When I first brought him back from the orphanage, I wanted him to be your son, because you were concerned at the time."

"Now that you have changed your mind, it is naturally a better thing, but the shares of those groups in your hands..."

Having said that, Wang Luoqi quickly stopped talking, and she glanced at Wen Yan not far away, as if she felt a little slip of the tongue.

"So you don't have any opinions?" Wu Wanqing hooked her red lips, revealing a charming smile.

She stood up, slightly stroked her skirt, and then waved to Wen Yan who was still standing not far away:

"Xiaoyan, don't be stupid, come over and do it right away. Auntie will go back to the room to get something, and there will be an important announcement later."

After speaking, she walked to the second floor.

The two people who stayed in the restaurant looked at each other, but they were speechless.

after awhile.

Wen Yan took the initiative to break the silence. He walked back to his seat at the dining table and sat down. He looked at the elder sister opposite and asked:

"Sister Luo Qi, what does Auntie mean?"

"How would I know?" Wang Luoqi shrugged.

In fact, the two of them are clear in their hearts, but neither of them wants to take the initiative to pierce this film.

Wang Luoxi didn't want to, because he felt that it would be a little embarrassing to discuss this issue with Wen Yan.

Wen Yan didn't want to pierce this film because he knew Wang Luoqi's thoughts, and the big sister hadn't thought about it yet.

If he rashly pierces this layer and knows each other well, it will be completely boring, so even if he figured it out by himself, he can only hold on to this idea.

One word: the time has not come!
"Sister Luo Qi, guess what auntie went to get?" Wen Yan changed the euphemism.

"The shares of the group." Wang Luoqi put down his chopsticks and lost the idea of ​​eating.

Because of the illegitimate child, Wu Wanqing has always attached great importance to the group's shares all these years, so Wang Luoqi only deliberately mentioned the issue of the shares before.

But she didn't expect that this time it was self-defeating.

Wang Luoqi leaned on the seat, looked at Wen Yan and asked, "Later, my mother should give you some shares in the group, what do you think?"

"So I'm going to get rich." Wen Yan's eyes lit up, exuding a different kind of light.

Even if the shares of Qilixiang Group are only allocated 1%, it is definitely an astronomical figure. From then on, you will win your life and achieve financial freedom.

Moreover, if he became Wu Wanqing's son, then the old aunt would definitely not only give him 1% of the shares, but would have to multiply it several times.

"you……"

Just as Wang Luoqi was about to say something, she saw Wu Wanqing walking down with a document bag, and she stopped talking.

"Come on, I have something important to announce today." Wu Wanqing walked back to the table and said with a smile:
"I own 15% of the group's shares. When I was young, I wanted to leave Luo Qi as a dowry when she got married."

"But..." He stopped talking at this point.

She looked at Wen Yan carefully and continued:

"But as Xiaoyan joined our family, I gradually changed my mind. After so many years of company, if I gave all the shares in my hand to Luo Qi, it would be a little biased."

"So, when Xiaoyan was an adult, I hired a lawyer to do a notarization and divided the shares in my hands into two, you two and half."

"Luo Xi, you shouldn't blame your mother for not discussing it with you, right?" Wu Wanqing looked at her daughter with a hint of apology in her eyes.

After all, these should have belonged to her wealth.

"How do you distribute it, I have no opinion." Wang Luoqi replied earlier.

"In the past few years, with the dismissal of those directors, I already own 63% of the group's shares. Even if you don't have these shares in your hands, it will not affect my absolute holding."

"Is there already so much?" Wu Wanqing was a little surprised.

She has not been involved in the group's affairs over the years. Although she knew that with the departure of Senpai, the shares in Wang Luoqi's hands would definitely increase, but she did not expect that it had reached 63%.

If she remembered correctly, when Wang Luoqi first entered the group, he only had 36% of the shares in his hands, and with the 15% in her hands, he was barely able to achieve absolute control.

Wang Luoqi continued: "The original major shareholders of the group have either voluntarily reduced their shareholding ratios or are completely out of the game. If Xiaoyan can get the 7.5% of your shares, he will be the second largest shareholder of the group. shareholder."

Having said that, she looked at Wen Yan and said meaningfully:
"Little money fan, don't hurry up and continue the shares that my mother gave you. As long as you nod your head now, your worth will break through [-] billion in an instant, hurry up, hurry up, call your mother to listen..."

I wanted to call my mother too, but it wasn't that way. Wen Yan took a breath, looked at Wu Wanqing and said:

"Auntie, I'm very grateful to you and Sister Luo Xi for adopting me. I've been very happy in this family all these years. Without you, I wouldn't be where I am now."

"But... In any case, I will not ask for these shares. I am already very grateful for the warmth you can give my family. As for these extra things, I have never thought about it."

"I'm a little tired, so I'll go back to my room to rest first."

After speaking, Wen Yan turned around and walked towards the bedroom.

Looking at Wen Yan's back, Wu Wanqing shouted, "Xiaoyan, I didn't mean that."

……

Second bedroom.

10:30 in the evening.

One Wang Luoqi, two Wang Luoqi... 15869 Wang Luoqi.

It has been more than an hour since he returned to the room. Wen Yan neither played with his mobile phone nor had a chance to put a cup in his hand, but he still didn't fall asleep.

He was thinking about what happened in the living room before. It wasn't that he was entangled in those shares. Although he was a well-known financial fan, he would never ask for some money.

Like he said, he never thought of getting extra wealth from this family.

What really made Wen Yan anxious was that he didn't think that before he knew it, his weight in Wu Wanqing's heart had become so heavy, that he would give the shares worth tens of billions of dollars.

This is to treat him directly as his own son.

Then if the affair between him and Wang Luoqi happens in the future, what will the old aunt think?
26356 Wang Luoqi...

After a while, Wen Yan finally became sleepy, but just as he was about to fall asleep, there was a knock on the door outside.

Hey, who will it be this time?
(End of this chapter)