Crossing the line

Chapter 44 Don’t leave
She spoke softly and was polite and friendly even to her employees, making people feel like they were in a spring breeze. Wen Yangzhi's secretary unconsciously developed a good impression of Yun Yuwan.

You have to know that this is the daughter of Wen’s Bank. She is probably the richest and most popular daughter in the whole Shanghai.

It turns out that the richer you are, the more calm, reserved and well-educated you are.

"Then call us if you need anything." The secretary also smiled in response.

Yun Yuwan smiled warmly: "Okay."

She gently picked up the hand-brewed coffee and looked at Wen Yangzhi on the other side of the glass.

In fact, this piece of glass was just a coincidence. It was a transparent screen made in the partition. It was not very big. She could just see Wen Yangzhi working from the sofa she was sitting on. She didn't know which designer's masterpiece it was. It was a good deal for her.

The secretary can't see it, but she can.

He stood up and walked in front of his subordinates. He was seven or eight centimeters taller than his subordinates, who were already tall. He was naturally condescending. While listening to the male subordinates speak, he took off his suit jacket gracefully and naturally and put it on his arm.

His long legs are fully exposed, with a dark grey shirt underneath. His shoulders are exceptionally broad due to his large frame, and the thin muscle lines can support the shirt. His waist is pulled into his trouser waist by the shirt, giving him a strong mature masculine vibe.

This kind of man is hers.

Just thinking about it makes me secretly happy.

Her brother is four years older than her. There used to be a huge gap between them, as he had already entered society while she was just a kid who had just graduated from high school. But now she is young and beautiful, while her brother is in his prime. When she thinks about herself and her brother standing together, she feels that they are a good match.

In fact, four years old is just right.

The office was unusually spacious, with a brown wooden bookcase occupying an entire wall at the back. One of the cabinets had a group of transparent burgundy cups on the first layer, and trophies underneath.

Financial Times Financial Bank of the Year Award, International Monetary Fund…

All of them are awarded only to individuals and institutions that have made significant contributions to the international monetary or financial situation. Only those with extremely high financial status and international reputation are eligible to get a piece of the pie.

The next level is the financial commendation from the city government.

The five words "Mr. Wen Yangzhi" are embossed in gold, just like his life.

The cabinet was made of glass, but it was opaque glass. She could just see inside from this angle, which meant that the person who won the prize had no intention of showing off, nor did he want to take it home, so he found a corner and stacked it up in a way that seemed neat but was actually neglected.

Yun Yuwan knew it.

My brother has been outstanding since he was young. I heard that he scored 1560 points on the SAT, the American college entrance examination, while the total score of the SAT is only 1600.

He is always extremely focused and calm when doing things. The fact that the board of directors is willing to give this position to a young man in his twenties means that even if these people are dissatisfied in their hearts, he has grasped the key points.

There are many girls who like him. Fu Yu, who broke into his video call camera that year, has become a famous star. Even Lin Chu has to bow his head and say hello to her when he sees her.

I once heard Wen Wan say that Wen Yangzhi was a marriage partner that the daughters of the powerful and wealthy businessmen in the city would not refuse, no matter how old Wen Yangzhi was.

The subordinate in a neat suit with a staff card hanging around his neck finally came out.

I heard the secretary bow and say goodbye: "President Li, take care."

The other party nodded gracefully.

Mr. Li?
She remembered that the president's last name was Li. It turned out that a president could be plain-looking. In front of her brother, he did not act like a president at all and just looked like an ordinary subordinate.

As she was thinking, Wen Yangzhi looked over. His calm gaze passed through the transparent glass. He put his middle finger and index finger together and nonchalantly hooked them, motioning her to come in.

The expression is lazy and perfunctory.

Did her brother know she was watching him all along?
She stood up in a panic, walked to the office door, put her slender and soft hand on the door handle, and gently pushed it open.

The moment she came in, Wen Yangzhi's tall figure just walked to the desk, put his long fingers on the button, and with a swish, all the blinds fell down, blocking the view outside the glass.

He has a very handsome back, tall and straight, with a slightly slumped waist that makes him look easy to hug.

I want to hug the clouds when they get dark.

Very much.

Wen Yangzhi had no idea what she was thinking. He casually put his suit on the armrest of the leather chair, picked up the square transparent kettle, and poured hot water into the cup. The lines of his slightly strained forearms were faintly visible under his clothes, and the blue veins on the back of his hands became more obvious.

He gently placed the cup on the table: "Have you finished the transfer?"

Yun Yuwan's voice was as soft as her appearance, soft and tender, with the tenderness of a girl from the Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai areas, and a Wu dialect accent: "It's done, the art gallery is big and beautiful, I like it very much."

It is a full three thousand square meters, located in the most expensive location. The staff in charge of maintenance asked her what name she wanted to give to the art gallery, and it belonged to her so easily.

She took two steps closer, almost sticking to him, her clear eyes and eyebrows showing a hint of spring, and she said actively, "Brother, thank you."

The body temperature touching each other almost made the man eager to move. Wen Yangzhi sat slightly on the island behind him, his long legs touching the ground, and said calmly, "Are you going back?"

Yun Yuwan was puzzled: "Where to go back to?"

He reminded without emotion: "Belgium."

Before she could even say "go back", Wen Yangzhi handed her the cup of hot water, his eyelids half closed: "Don't go back."

When Wen Yangzhi said this, it was as if the clear snow in winter spontaneously caught fire.

She found it incredible, and for a moment her moist and tender deer eyes were filled with lust as she stared at him.

He didn't explain the reason, but just looked at her indifferently.

She seemed to be controlled by an unknown current. She reached out to take the cup from his hand, her fingertips overlapping his fingertips: "Brother, do you miss me?"

His hands were warm, attracting people to draw warmth from him, but he was so cold that he seemed to be indifferent to the core: "I feel more at ease leaving you here for now."

Yun Yuwan actually felt like crying for a moment.

I have liked him for so many years and finally heard his response.

Just as she took a step towards him, there was a knock on the door, interrupting Yun Yuwan's actions.

"Director Wen, there is a letter."

Wen Yangzhi glanced at her and said, "Come in."

The voice is deep and magnetic, and even a short word is pleasant to the ear.

But she felt a little disappointed. It would be better if her brother didn't let anyone in.

Doesn't she have that privilege?

Assistant Zheng came in with a stack of documents and was a little surprised when he saw Yun Yuwan.

But he still lowered his head: "Miss Yun."

Yun Yuwan nodded.

Assistant Zheng handed a letter to Wen Yangzhi with both hands.

Wen Yangzhi just opened it, took a look at it, and threw it on the table. Yun Yuwan looked over and saw a piece of paper with the title.

This is a letter to investors.

Another way to put it is to call it a letter of apology. A company that has been invested with a large sum of money but has not been able to make a profit or has even suffered losses repeatedly will have no choice but to write such a letter to explain the prospects and paint a rosy picture for the boss.

There is really no need to watch it.

She was a little annoyed that the insignificant letter interrupted her time with her brother.

Assistant Zheng glanced at Yun Yuwan out of the corner of his eye, then turned his gaze back calmly and handed over a folder.

"Director Wen, this is the necklace I chose for my female companion at the dinner party. Please take a look."

Before he finished speaking, Yun Yuwan asked:

"Can I see it?"

The dinner companion, isn't that her?

Assistant Zheng looked at this young lady who didn't know how to read people's expressions, and just smiled at Wen Yangzhi.

It's not for her, so she has to see everything.

I’m afraid President Zhou would be so angry that he would laugh if he knew that his necklace was going to be snatched away again.

Although Assistant Zheng was smiling, he looked too unfriendly and made people feel afraid. If her brother was not here, she even believed that Assistant Zheng would glare at her.

She has seen too many people's faces and has encountered obstacles everywhere since she entered this circle.

She is so sensitive that even a subtle look from others can make her feel delicate emotions.

Her tone was weak: "Brother, can't you let me see it?

Wen Yangzhi stood up and said casually:

"give her."

Assistant Zheng smiled and placed both his hands in Yun Yuwan's.

Yun Yuwan took the folder and looked at the gorgeous tourmaline necklace on it. She couldn't help but be surprised that her brother had prepared such a gorgeous necklace for her. It was even more exaggerated than the last one. She couldn't help but say:
“Actually, the previous one was very beautiful.”

There is no need to go through so much trouble and spend more than 50 million yuan. She can just wear the one she had before.

Assistant Zheng just wanted to sneer.

It turned out that she also knew that she didn't need to spend more than 50 million.

"Put your things down." Wen Yangzhi looked at her calmly, "Assistant Zheng will drive you home later."

Drive Miss Yun back?

Assistant Zheng's smile froze slightly.

She had never done this before, so of course the driver was responsible for driving.

Yun Yuwan put down the folder and ran to his side: "Brother, I have another gift for you. It's a cigarette box I made myself."

Wen Yangzhi's fingertips lightly touched the white cigarette pipe: "Hmm."

When Assistant Zheng heard this, he felt that it was not worthy of public display.

Did you draw it yourself?

Those handmade DIY gift boxes that cost only a dozen bucks online.

Do you know what a cigarette box means to a businessman? It is his appearance and his tone. If Mr. Wen took out a crocheted cigarette box worth a dozen yuan in front of the powerful and wealthy, I'm afraid everyone would laugh.

It doesn't match his identity at all.

However, Yun Yuwan took out a cigarette case from the small LV Onthego bag she was carrying. The design was made of crocodile leather with a complex and intertwined Chinese weaving pattern. Most luxury brands are foreign brands, and it is almost impossible for them to have such a design with Chinese intangible cultural heritage weaving pattern.

Refined and elegant, although it is crocodile skin, it lacks the desire to win that makes people's clothes exquisite. It is calm and honest, more like Wen Yangzhi's temperament, noble and relaxed.

Assistant Zheng was a little surprised.

Wen Yangzhi's eyes fell on the cigarette box.

Yun Yuwan looked at his face, but couldn't tell what was going on; it was too calm.

Until Yun Yuwan and Assistant Zheng left.

Wen Yangzhi put out the cigarette, picked up the cigarette box, looked at it for a while, and put it in the drawer.

Assistant Zheng felt like he had a lump in his stomach and didn't say a word the entire way. He thought he would feel relieved once he could send Yun Yuwan home.

However, when the car stopped in front of Wen Garden, the pretty girl in the back seat suddenly said, "Assistant Zheng."

"What's wrong?" Assistant Zheng felt annoyed, wondering if she was going to do something naughty. He would have to trouble her to do it later.

However, the girl just asked her calmly: "Maybe you have another boss?"

Assistant Zheng felt a little strange, and the next second he heard the girl's soft voice:

"Do you like my brother?"

Assistant Zheng's heart skipped a beat, and he forced a smile: "Why do you think so?"

Yun Yuwan's tone was soft, but it was filled with a chill: "You took the Wen family's money, so you shouldn't give me a cold shoulder."

Yun Yuwan looked at the rearview mirror, as if he could see her.

Expose everything bluntly.

Assistant Zheng could see the girl's expression clearly, as if he was being stared at face to face, even though Yun Yuwan clearly could not see her face.

The girl even smiled gently: "If you feel that it is unfair to get a salary from Wen's, of course you don't have to take it."

She never loses her temper, but she is intimidating and can make people cry with the softest voice.

Assistant Zheng felt a chill in his legs for no apparent reason, but he maintained a smile: "Miss Yun, I don't understand what you mean. I have been very respectful to you from the beginning to the end———"

Yun Yuwan interrupted her: "Do you know why my brother suddenly asked you to send me off?"

"I..." Assistant Zheng froze.

Yun Yuwan just smiled and said, "I'm getting off the bus, you can go back."

All that was left was a chill in the hearts of the people in the car.

Yun Yuwan is not a sharp-minded person, but she is not a fool. She is good at both living under someone else's roof and running her own brand. People around her have liked her since she was a child, and her interpersonal relationships are surprisingly good. This is because she has never been stupid, and she will never leave room for others and tolerate others.

Assistant Zheng could only think of four words.

Give both grace and power.

Her style of doing things is very similar to that of Director Wen. She has always thought that this kind of temperament should be called noble, but she didn't expect to see it in Yun Yuwan.

(End of this chapter)