Qian Yan

Chapter 151
Father Wei's face turned livid: "Just you bastard, you still don't want to marry the good wife I arranged for you, and you only want to fool around with those women outside, how do you tell me to explain to your mother in the future, how can I rest assured that the family property here you are?"

"Then don't give it to me, Dad, you can continue to work on your own." Wei Zexi said casually, puncturing Wei's father's beautiful fantasy.

Father Wei stared at Nizi in front of him, threw his mobile phone heavily on the table, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter, I haven't had enough days of idleness, and I'm going to play until I'm in my [-]s and [-]s?"

"Enough is enough, so I have found someone to end my ridiculous days, dad, don't worry about it." When Wei Zexi said this, his heart was really sad——

Before, he sympathized with Jialu being pressured by his family and couldn't give up everything in his hands to follow Weiran. He didn't expect it to be his turn so soon, and he was even worse than Jialu, so he was forced to make a kiss!

"Found someone? Who is it?" Father Wei stared at him sharply when he saw his firm attitude, "That makeup artist Yan Weiran who was rumored with you?"

Wei Zexi thought it was too bad, Weiran might become the cannon fodder for him and his father to fight each other!
He hurriedly said good things for Weiran: "Dad, let me be honest, if Weiran can take a fancy to me, it means that your son's character has exploded in this life! No matter what industry he is in, the one who can reach the top of the pyramid is the most amazing person." What's more, Weiran has no power to rely on, and relies entirely on her own ability to come to the present and achieve today's achievements. Will she be an ordinary person? She has nothing but was killed out of more than a billion people, you Can you imagine how powerful she is?"

Father Wei sneered and didn't answer.

And Wei Zexi's eyes were three points brighter. When he talked about Undyed's results, he was more excited than he got those honors: "Compared with her, Jialu, me, and even Jialu, whom you admire most Brother, what are we all? Who has the courage to say that he can become the top one among more than a billion people by relying on his own ability without relying on his family or money? Can your son meet such a son? Daughter-in-law, you can almost be considered lucky, right?"

It's a pity that even though he respects Wei Ran so much, Father Wei remains unmoved: "No matter how extravagantly you say it, a make-up artist is just a make-up artist after all."

"Dad, there is no distinction between high and low professions, okay? Besides, Weiran is the top stylist in China. Countless celebrities are vying to invite her to do their own styling. She is an artist!"

Father Wei said coldly: "There is no distinction between high and low occupations, but there are different classes. She is not our class."

Wei Zexi asked in surprise: "So Dad, do you think someone like me who has a degree from a prestigious school and lives at home all his life is considered a superior person?"

"At least, you and the daughter of the Qin family are in the same family, and you are the ones who have a common language." Father Wei still wanted to try to reason with him, "The daughter of the Qin family graduated from a serious business school, and her major is similar to our family's industry. Just think about it, when expanding the industry in the future, which direction to go in the general direction and how to control the small direction, can the makeup artist give you advice?"

"Why do I need to discuss with my wife for industrial expansion? I hired a professional team and gave them a few days. The position of the company in the industrial chain, the distribution of added value in each link, the main competitors in the industry, and the way of industrial upgrading have all come out, and all of them are the most professional. Is it more reliable than two people leaning on the bed and counting their fingers?"

Seeing the bewildered look on his son's face, Father Wei was going to be stunned: "How can outsiders have their own family? How many professional managers have emptied the company and ran away, haven't you seen it?"

Wei Zexi said: "The relatives may not be reliable. Look at Fang's group of uncles and brothers who are digging the wall. The infighting is much more terrifying than the people invited from the outside! Besides, your son and I have nothing else to do." Learn, haven't you read the report much? Whether the situation is good or not is reflected in the figures, so it's better to just get rid of it quickly, and it's not a relative, and the blood relationship will never be shaken off, that's terrible."

"What about the three views? You come from such a family. She didn't even have parents since she was a child. How can your worldview and values ​​be the same?" Wei's father became angry. Formed by the influence of the family, you can’t change it! What common language can you and a poor person have?”

"Then I have a common language with Miss Qin who I don't recognize? Well, what is the blind date? Sitting in the Gordon Ramsay restaurant and discussing whether to buy a plane or a yacht? Why don't you give me more money and buy them all?" Don't you need to worry about it?"

Father Wei, who was speechless, finally roared out: "You are simply obsessed with ghosts!"

"I'm just so obsessed, what should I do?" Wei Zexi still looked at him innocently, and asked, "Dad, don't you always dislike me and refuse to settle down? It's a good thing that I am so serious now that the prodigal son turns around, right? wrong?"

"The prodigal son turned back? An orphan, a high school graduate, a makeup artist, what's the difference between looking for this kind of unreliable woman, and those nightclub princesses you used to look for?!"

Wei Zexi's always smiling expression finally faded from his face, and his usual easy-to-follow expression with his father also disappeared.His voice was lowered, with a serious and cautious tone, and he said word by word: "First of all, I have never found a nightclub princess. All my ex-girlfriends and I got together because we were happy, and we broke up because it was a good time to get together." Second, no matter what kind of daughter-in-law you like, whether you like Unran or not, it is useless, because I have already proposed to Unran."

Father Wei's eyes widened and he was about to explode, but seeing his son's rare and fierce appearance, he swallowed back the words of disdain for Yan Weiran, snorted coldly, and asked, "Without my permission, how dare you get married? "

"No, it's a marriage proposal. And it's my delusion that she will marry me, and she hasn't agreed to me yet." Before Father Wei could say anything, Wei Zexi stood up and blocked what he was about to say, "Okay Dad, I know what you mean, and I won't persuade you to accept it reluctantly. I have my own life, and you can't control it, Dad. I'm not interested in your company, nor in Miss Qin, who you're optimistic about. You That pile of assets goes to whoever I like, to be honest, this kind of place and this kind of atmosphere are too unsuitable for me, and I can’t live in a well-dressed and Oxford-accented English.”

Wei's father was almost turned away by this rebellious son - he, the father, hadn't said anything, but the unfilial son said a lot first, what is the majesty of his parents?

I wanted to reprimand him severely, but seeing him go straight into the house to pack his luggage, Father Wei immediately roared angrily, "Where are you going, bastard?"

Obviously, Wei Zexi had been prepared for a long time. He packed his things in twos and twos, pulled the suitcase out and said, "I've thought about it a long time ago. I definitely want to stay in China. The place where I'm not dyed is where I want to start a family." Even if you didn't force me to go on a blind date, I would have wanted to leave a long time ago."

"Bastard, if you dare to leave, don't appear in front of me again!" Father Wei growled.

Compared to his rage, Wei Zexi was simply calm.He raised his hand a little in front of his forehead, waved his hand and said "then, goodbye, Dad", then grabbed the doorknob and closed the door.

Father Wei stared at the tightly closed door, choked with anger, holding the dining table with trembling hands, panting heavily.

After a long time, he yelled at the closed door: "Bastard! Packing up so fast, are you already ready?!"

In the anticipation of everyone, Huang Yichen, who temporarily left the entertainment industry due to injury, finally spoke out in the media for the first time, announcing that he would hold a press conference, thanking the media for their care during this period of time.

For a while, this news attracted a lot of attention, and the live news about the press conference was reposted hundreds of thousands of times.

Everyone wanted to know what Huang Yichen looked like now.After all, everyone has seen his tragic state in the photos on the day of the car accident, and what his face will look like has been the focus of everyone's discussions in the past two months. Not high enough.

A press conference was held at two o'clock in the afternoon, and at nine o'clock in the morning, Yan Weiran had already arrived at Huang Yichen's home.

Both Huang Yichen and Liu Ziyi were a little nervous.After all, the frustration and uneasiness when they saw the scar on Huang Yichen's face after removing the bandage still lingered in their hearts.

Liu Ziyi welcomed Yan Weiran in from the door, and asked in a low voice, "Weiran, are you okay?"

Yan Weiran gave her an "OK" gesture, signaling her to rest assured: "Don't worry, I have simulated it on the computer many times, and designed a special makeup for Brother Chen, focusing on correcting his slight facial expressions. Expressions. As long as you don’t make big expressions, it’s absolutely fine.”

But the computer simulation is just a simulation after all. Everything in reality has too many unknown factors. Can it really be completely solved?Liu Ziyi thought so, but now she can only rely on Yan Weiran, and she can only trust her as much as possible.

Pandora, who helped Yan Weiran come in with the cosmetic case, saw Huang Yichen's face with a surprised expression on his carefree face: "Oh brother Chen, my sister said you are recovering well, I just look at this..."

Yan Weiran glanced at her, quickly swallowed the words "what's the matter" behind her, opened the makeup box for Yan Weiran with a smirk, buried her head and stopped talking.

Yan Weiran turned on the computer, compared Huang Yichen's face, which he had adjusted countless times during this period of time, raised his chin, and carefully examined the facial features.

　I saw everyone calling me New Year's Eve...

　　How can a handicapped party like me explode?Not confident.

　　How about... How about I grit my teeth and come to the midnight on the night of the New Year's Eve?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)