Chapter 54
Seeing Ji Lanchen like this, Lin Wanwan rolled forward and backward with a smile.
This scene caught Lin Gungun's eyes, heh, woman.
The hospital is always in harmony. On the surface, it looks calm, but in fact, turbulence has long been hidden without anyone noticing.
Wen Chengyan has not left the company for two consecutive days, and the secretary sent him a mountain of documents to sign.
No matter how anxious he was, Wen Chengyan remained calm on the surface.
"Mr. Wen, all the documents have been brought to you now, are you sure you want to read them within three days?"
Because of Wen Baixuan's health, these documents have been backlogged for half a month.
For the stable development of the group, it is best to do this kind of thing by yourself.
"Go make me a cup of coffee, I'm staying here tonight."
The secretary was a little uneasy, and hurriedly said: "But Mr. Wen..." He hesitated for a while before saying: "Mr. Wen called three times in a row, and it will be ten o'clock in the evening. Are you sure you really don't want to call back?"
The signature pen in Wen Chengyan's hand slowly stopped.
He was preoccupied and his mind went blank.
"Why did the old man call? Do you know?"
The secretary shook his head: "This time the tone is very strict, and nothing can be found out at all. Mr. Wen also said that if anyone whispers again, they will be kicked out of Wen's house immediately."
It's just a job in an ordinary wealthy family, and those people still don't want to leave.
After all, being a servant in a wealthy family is much better than other people.
Working as a servant in Wen's family, although there are a lot less holidays and basically being on call 24 hours a day, the salary is just over [-] a month.
Even the most leisurely driver is [-].
And lifelong medical insurance, because there are restaurants, schools, hospitals, and hotels under the name of the Wen family.
All Wen family members go to the hospital for any examinations for free.
Moreover, there are fourteen salaries every year and festival, so the people of the Wen family are always easy to discipline, because they will throw their heads and blood for the Wen family in order to adjust their salaries.
Wen Chengyan understood this time that Mr. Wen was serious about it.
Looking up at the secretary, the secretary's face is no better than his own.
"Then help me buy some snacks that the old man usually likes to eat, and I'll go home later."
As Wen Chengyan's secretary, how could this kind of thing not be done well?
He ran in with a box of high-end handmade snacks within 2 minutes of going out.
"Mr. Wen! I bought it half an hour before the dim sum shop closed!"
Wen Chengyan joked: "If I remember correctly, the company gave you a certain amount of money, right? If I didn't take this thing, wouldn't I have to pay for it myself? This box of dim sum is expensive."
The secretary bowed her head in shame, "Actually, I think it's boring to wait for Wen, and I've finished my work, so I bought you some snacks on my own initiative. Anyway, it doesn't matter, if Mr. Wen really doesn't go back to Wen's house, then I will I went to give it to my parents, and said that Mr. Wen bought it for me and asked me to give it to my parents."
What matters between people is fate, and the same goes for Wen Chengyan looking for a secretary.
As early as a long time ago, Wen Chengyan started looking for a secretary, but he couldn't find a suitable one.
In the coffee shop by chance, I saw the young man next door holding a notebook to submit his resume, so he took a more curious look.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, I was shocked when I saw it.
The young man was a doctoral student at a young age, and because he was deeply poisoned by the nine-year compulsory education, his thinking was relatively straightforward.
Coupled with being a soldier for two years in the middle, the whole person seems to have been influenced a lot.
The first time he saw him, Wen Chengyan knew that this person was suitable for him.
Sure enough, after eight years, they really cooperated with each other tacitly.
He stretched out his hand and told the secretary: "Okay, give me the things. This thing is too expensive. I don't want you to spend money. You don't need to make coffee. I'll go back now."
Putting the documents aside, not caring about the moment, Wen Chengyan hurried back to Wen's house with expensive snacks.
At 10:30 in the evening, Wen Chengyan returned to Wen's house.
The huge villa was brightly lit, and the living room was still very lively.
The moment the door was pushed open, the Wen family's servants had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and quickly stepped forward to intercept the expensive snack in Wen Chengyan's hand.
"Master, Young Master Sun is back."
The smile on the face of Mr. Wen, who was drinking tea with Lin Miaomiao in the living room, froze immediately.
Lin Miaomiao was triumphant, drinking the tea in her hand by herself.
"Grandpa, I'm back." Wen Chengyan walked up to Mr. Wen and said, "How have you been during this time?"
Mr. Wen didn't show him any mercy, and asked lightly, "What have you been up to lately?"
"There's nothing to be busy about, it's nothing more than the company's affairs."
Mr. Wen smiled lightly: "I can't see it all, right? I called you three times and you didn't answer them. If you're really not busy, why didn't anyone answer the three calls in a row? "
Wen Chengyan said nothing, just stood there with a smile on his face, as if apologizing.
Lin Miaomiao is in Wen's house, so it seems that nothing good will happen.
He suddenly regretted that if he knew that Lin Miaomiao was here, he would not come back.
Mr. Wen coughed, and deliberately called out to the servant who was still on standby: "Ms. Zhang, go and cook a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup for Miss Lin. I haven't slept so late today. I must have lost a lot of collagen, girl." Well, the skin should be the most important thing."
Zhang Ma hurriedly nodded and went to the kitchen. Lin Miaomiao looked smug and said intentionally, "Grandpa, don't bother. In fact, it doesn't matter if you eat or not."
In the Wen family, only Lin Miaomiao can be called Grandpa, and everyone else must be called Old Man.
This is also the privilege Mr. Wen gave Lin Miaomiao on the surface.
Mr. Wen did this only because Lin Miaomiao came back with a child in her arms, and that's how he had the grandson of the Wen family.
In the words of Mr. Wen, even if Lin Miaomiao is the illegitimate daughter of the Lin family, she always has Lin's blood on her body, so even if she marries, she should still be treated like a guest of the Wen family.
After all, if Lin Miaomiao hadn't made a move back then, Wen Baixuan would have never had a chance to step into the Wen family's door.
Wen Chengyan stood respectfully in front of Mr. Wen, like a well-behaved little cat.
After Mrs. Zhang brought the white fungus and lotus seed soup, Mr. Wen asked, "I heard that Xuan'er is sick? Why didn't you tell me?"
Wen Chengyan hurriedly said, "Isn't this worrying about your body?"
"Worried about my body? I think you think I'm slow to die!" Mr. Wen scolded, "If Miao Miao hadn't told me, I'm afraid I'd still be kept in the dark by you."
The implication is that Mr. Wen sold Lin Miaomiao completely.
(End of this chapter)
Seeing Ji Lanchen like this, Lin Wanwan rolled forward and backward with a smile.
This scene caught Lin Gungun's eyes, heh, woman.
The hospital is always in harmony. On the surface, it looks calm, but in fact, turbulence has long been hidden without anyone noticing.
Wen Chengyan has not left the company for two consecutive days, and the secretary sent him a mountain of documents to sign.
No matter how anxious he was, Wen Chengyan remained calm on the surface.
"Mr. Wen, all the documents have been brought to you now, are you sure you want to read them within three days?"
Because of Wen Baixuan's health, these documents have been backlogged for half a month.
For the stable development of the group, it is best to do this kind of thing by yourself.
"Go make me a cup of coffee, I'm staying here tonight."
The secretary was a little uneasy, and hurriedly said: "But Mr. Wen..." He hesitated for a while before saying: "Mr. Wen called three times in a row, and it will be ten o'clock in the evening. Are you sure you really don't want to call back?"
The signature pen in Wen Chengyan's hand slowly stopped.
He was preoccupied and his mind went blank.
"Why did the old man call? Do you know?"
The secretary shook his head: "This time the tone is very strict, and nothing can be found out at all. Mr. Wen also said that if anyone whispers again, they will be kicked out of Wen's house immediately."
It's just a job in an ordinary wealthy family, and those people still don't want to leave.
After all, being a servant in a wealthy family is much better than other people.
Working as a servant in Wen's family, although there are a lot less holidays and basically being on call 24 hours a day, the salary is just over [-] a month.
Even the most leisurely driver is [-].
And lifelong medical insurance, because there are restaurants, schools, hospitals, and hotels under the name of the Wen family.
All Wen family members go to the hospital for any examinations for free.
Moreover, there are fourteen salaries every year and festival, so the people of the Wen family are always easy to discipline, because they will throw their heads and blood for the Wen family in order to adjust their salaries.
Wen Chengyan understood this time that Mr. Wen was serious about it.
Looking up at the secretary, the secretary's face is no better than his own.
"Then help me buy some snacks that the old man usually likes to eat, and I'll go home later."
As Wen Chengyan's secretary, how could this kind of thing not be done well?
He ran in with a box of high-end handmade snacks within 2 minutes of going out.
"Mr. Wen! I bought it half an hour before the dim sum shop closed!"
Wen Chengyan joked: "If I remember correctly, the company gave you a certain amount of money, right? If I didn't take this thing, wouldn't I have to pay for it myself? This box of dim sum is expensive."
The secretary bowed her head in shame, "Actually, I think it's boring to wait for Wen, and I've finished my work, so I bought you some snacks on my own initiative. Anyway, it doesn't matter, if Mr. Wen really doesn't go back to Wen's house, then I will I went to give it to my parents, and said that Mr. Wen bought it for me and asked me to give it to my parents."
What matters between people is fate, and the same goes for Wen Chengyan looking for a secretary.
As early as a long time ago, Wen Chengyan started looking for a secretary, but he couldn't find a suitable one.
In the coffee shop by chance, I saw the young man next door holding a notebook to submit his resume, so he took a more curious look.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, I was shocked when I saw it.
The young man was a doctoral student at a young age, and because he was deeply poisoned by the nine-year compulsory education, his thinking was relatively straightforward.
Coupled with being a soldier for two years in the middle, the whole person seems to have been influenced a lot.
The first time he saw him, Wen Chengyan knew that this person was suitable for him.
Sure enough, after eight years, they really cooperated with each other tacitly.
He stretched out his hand and told the secretary: "Okay, give me the things. This thing is too expensive. I don't want you to spend money. You don't need to make coffee. I'll go back now."
Putting the documents aside, not caring about the moment, Wen Chengyan hurried back to Wen's house with expensive snacks.
At 10:30 in the evening, Wen Chengyan returned to Wen's house.
The huge villa was brightly lit, and the living room was still very lively.
The moment the door was pushed open, the Wen family's servants had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and quickly stepped forward to intercept the expensive snack in Wen Chengyan's hand.
"Master, Young Master Sun is back."
The smile on the face of Mr. Wen, who was drinking tea with Lin Miaomiao in the living room, froze immediately.
Lin Miaomiao was triumphant, drinking the tea in her hand by herself.
"Grandpa, I'm back." Wen Chengyan walked up to Mr. Wen and said, "How have you been during this time?"
Mr. Wen didn't show him any mercy, and asked lightly, "What have you been up to lately?"
"There's nothing to be busy about, it's nothing more than the company's affairs."
Mr. Wen smiled lightly: "I can't see it all, right? I called you three times and you didn't answer them. If you're really not busy, why didn't anyone answer the three calls in a row? "
Wen Chengyan said nothing, just stood there with a smile on his face, as if apologizing.
Lin Miaomiao is in Wen's house, so it seems that nothing good will happen.
He suddenly regretted that if he knew that Lin Miaomiao was here, he would not come back.
Mr. Wen coughed, and deliberately called out to the servant who was still on standby: "Ms. Zhang, go and cook a bowl of white fungus and lotus seed soup for Miss Lin. I haven't slept so late today. I must have lost a lot of collagen, girl." Well, the skin should be the most important thing."
Zhang Ma hurriedly nodded and went to the kitchen. Lin Miaomiao looked smug and said intentionally, "Grandpa, don't bother. In fact, it doesn't matter if you eat or not."
In the Wen family, only Lin Miaomiao can be called Grandpa, and everyone else must be called Old Man.
This is also the privilege Mr. Wen gave Lin Miaomiao on the surface.
Mr. Wen did this only because Lin Miaomiao came back with a child in her arms, and that's how he had the grandson of the Wen family.
In the words of Mr. Wen, even if Lin Miaomiao is the illegitimate daughter of the Lin family, she always has Lin's blood on her body, so even if she marries, she should still be treated like a guest of the Wen family.
After all, if Lin Miaomiao hadn't made a move back then, Wen Baixuan would have never had a chance to step into the Wen family's door.
Wen Chengyan stood respectfully in front of Mr. Wen, like a well-behaved little cat.
After Mrs. Zhang brought the white fungus and lotus seed soup, Mr. Wen asked, "I heard that Xuan'er is sick? Why didn't you tell me?"
Wen Chengyan hurriedly said, "Isn't this worrying about your body?"
"Worried about my body? I think you think I'm slow to die!" Mr. Wen scolded, "If Miao Miao hadn't told me, I'm afraid I'd still be kept in the dark by you."
The implication is that Mr. Wen sold Lin Miaomiao completely.
(End of this chapter)
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