So red that everything is black

Chapter 33 Red (Fourteen)

Wen Xinlan smiled bitterly: "The choice is left to big people like you. How can we little people have the right to choose? Mr. Wei, I'm not afraid of your jokes. I'm a business major. When I did career assessments in the past, I tested the best The right career is to be a CEO. But which company is willing to hire a freshly graduated college student to be a CEO? Do I have the right to choose to be a CEO?"

Wei Qingkuan drank a drink by himself, "Teacher Guifu is different from what I imagined."

Wen Xinlan was vaguely aware of the change in the other person's tone, and it seemed that the words just made the man angry.

She suddenly remembered that if Wei Qingkuan's education and age were calculated, he would have just graduated when he became CEO of Menilei.

Back then, Menglai, a well-established online writing website, fell into a trough due to poor management and almost went bankrupt. It was Wei Qingkuan who turned the tide, made a quick acquisition and became the CEO. There must be many stories hidden behind the scenes.

Wen Xinlan knew that she had made a mistake, so she quickly redeemed herself, "Mr. Wei is also different from what I imagined."

"Why is it different?"

"I originally thought you were an entrepreneur, but I didn't expect you to be a domineering president."

Wei Qingkuan was very interested, "Oh? What is the difference between an entrepreneur and a domineering president?"

"The domineering president is tall, handsome and young, while the entrepreneur is fat, ugly and old!"

The coldness between the man's brows and eyes instantly turned into warmth, and he chuckled a few times.

"Haha, Teacher Guifu is really interesting."

This statement seemed to win the man's favor, Wen Xinlan also pretended to smile, "Hehe!"

"Actually, Miss Wen doesn't need to be so wary of me. I believe we can become friends."

"That's what Mr. Wei said!"

Although she said so, deep down she didn't want to be friends with him.

Wen Xinlan just wanted to make money and run away, as far away from these ferocious beasts as possible.

Wei Qingkuan took out his mobile phone and asked: "Is it convenient to add a CC? We can chat about the follow-up matters through CC."

"Okay."

It was almost time. After Wei Qingkuan asked about the situation in the private room next door, the group got up and left.

As soon as I left the restaurant, the early autumn evening breeze blew in my face.

It's not a bone-chilling wind, but it's still chilly.

Wen Xinlan shivered and crossed her arms, "Thank you, Mr. Wei, for your hospitality. Let's take our leave!"

Wei Qingkuan called to Hu Zun: "Lawyer Hu, have you booked a hotel?"

Hu Zun paused, his eyes flickering, "I haven't made an order yet, I don't know about Teacher Guifu..."

"It's a bit late today. Please spend the night at the company's hotel and go back tomorrow morning!" Wei Qingkuan told Zhai Siyue, "Prepare a room each for Teacher Guifu and Hu Lu. The standard must not be lower than five stars."

"Good Mr. Wei!"

Wen Xinlan wanted to run away, but Hu Zun came with him and suffered, so it was not good for him to enjoy free services, so he had no choice but to stay one more night in Beicheng.

"The hotel is near the company, let's walk there!"

"it is good."

On the way to send Wen Xinlan to the hotel, Wei Qingkuan pointed out: "Although Wencheng is quite comfortable, the space for development is too small after all. Teacher Guifu still has several works that have not sold the copyright, and his writing career is even more promising. Wuliang, have you ever considered coming to Beicheng for development?"

"Mr. Wei is joking, how can the housing prices in Beicheng be affordable by us ordinary people?"

"Teacher Guifu, if you want, I can introduce you to more media companies to discuss cooperation and ensure that you can afford a house."

"Even if I buy a house, the subsequent household registration, decoration, and life are not simple things. What is easy for Mr. Wei may be an insurmountable gap for me."

"Actually, Teacher Guifu thinks things are too complicated. To solve all the above problems, you only need a marriage certificate."

"It's a pity that my boyfriend is not from Beicheng!"

Wei Qingkuan pursed his lips and smiled, "I would like to ask, why have you and your boyfriend been dating for many years but haven't gotten married yet?"

She and Tong Lu did have many problems.

But it’s not enough to tell outsiders.

Wen Xinlan replied: "My boyfriend and I are working hard to save money, and I believe we will get married soon. If Mr. Wei doesn't mind it, I will send you an invitation when I hold a wedding banquet in the future."

Wei Qingkuan smiled faintly, "Teacher Guifu is still too young and thinks the world is too perfect."

"What does Mr. Wei mean by this?"

"What I mean is that Teacher Guifu is also a celebrity now, and the issue of pre-marital property should also be carefully considered." "Thank you, Mr. Wei, for reminding me."

After being sent to the hotel lobby, the female hotel manager took Wen Xinlan to the designated suite.

Hu Zun also followed the male waiter into the sightseeing elevator.

Through the elevator glass, Hu Zun watched Wei Qingkuan step out of the hotel.

After everything that happened today, Hu Zun could no longer guess what Mr. Wei was thinking.

As early as when Wen Xinlan was not very famous, the industry had already heard that Meng Lei wanted to buy her copyright.

But she didn’t buy it when it was cheap. Now that the tide has risen, Meng Lei bought it at a high price. What was her plan?
As soon as Hu Zun entered the room, he asked his classmates to get Sui Bo's contact information, and then sent him a message: "Has Sui Lu gone far? Are you interested in coming out for a drink? I'll treat you."

Sui Lu approved the CC request and replied with a voice message: "Hu Lu has everything to do every day, so there is no need to drink. If you have something to say, just say it!"

"It's not about work, I just want to inquire about Mr. Wei's gossip..."

Sui Bo replied directly: "The great talent Hu is so wise and powerful, is it difficult to guess?"

After hearing this, Hu Zun became more sure of his inner guess, so he casually sent a message to Pei Yuan: "I went on a business trip with your Bai Yueguang today, and I found that you have many love rivals!"

Pei Yuan replied confidently: "It must be, it shows that I have good vision."

Hu Zun sneered, hummed a tune and walked into the bathroom to take a shower.

*
Wen Xinlan lay on her back in the luxurious big bed room, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Today, when dealing with Wei Qingkuan, he has always behaved like a gentleman, with a polite smile on his face.

But from the smooth reflection of the hotel floor, she glimpsed the fierceness in his eyes, as if he wanted to eat her alive.

Wen Xinlan tried to comfort herself. No woman has ever seen such a man standing at the top of the pyramid. She must be overthinking it.
As I thought about it, the hotel's aroma gradually filled the entire room, which was quite relaxing and relaxing.

She also fell into sleep unconsciously...

……

In the dream, she was locked up in a villa by Wei Qingkuan.

When she resolutely jumped from the window into the black abyss, Wen Xinlan suddenly woke up.

……

It’s the same luxury hotel we stayed in last night.

Outside the window screen, the sunrise in the North City is slowly rising, with a kind of tragedy and vicissitudes unique to the ancient city.

Wen Xinlan leaned in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the autumn colors of Beicheng.

This is the view that those standing at the top of the pyramid will enjoy every day!
The ancient buildings and modern high-rise buildings are intertwined, but it is difficult to hide the poverty and embarrassment in the winding alleys.

But everyone in Beicheng is working hard to live and pursue their own light.

*
After Wen Xinlan and Hu Zun finished the buffet breakfast, they went home respectively.

Meng Lei’s after-tax royalties will arrive soon.

Wen Xinlan was a little surprised when she received the text message notification.

"Barb" is the most expensive one she has sold, and unexpectedly it is also the one that has paid off the fastest.

With this money in hand, and the accumulated savings already reaching eight figures, Wen Xinlan made up her mind to change her house.

During the day, her boyfriend went to work, and she ran to the sales office in the southern villa area to inquire about the price of the villa.

Unlike other middle-aged customers who visited the house in groups, Wen Xinlan came alone.

The sales lady didn't even look at Wen Xinlan, she just gave her a stack of color pages and quickly sent her away.

Wen Xinlan was sulking alone after returning home. Those sales ladies looked down on people so much!
Little girls can’t buy villas!

Do only fat old men have to be able to afford it?
After Tong Lu came home, he asked, "What's wrong with my wife? Who made you so angry? Are some netizens scolding you again?"

"No." Wen Xinlan hugged her boyfriend, "Honey, let's go see a house? I have this number on hand, we can change to a bigger house!"

After the hard talk, Tong Lu's tone relaxed, "Buying a house is not a trivial matter. Let's go to the agency first to understand the market."

"Okay, let's go on the weekend!"

(End of this chapter)