After breakfast, the family prepared to go to work. Now, Wen Qi and Wen Yongwang of the Wen family are of equal status, and their main job is to make decisions on major issues. Wen Yunyi, on the other hand, led the team to develop a new business department, which is currently doing very well. Today is Wen Cheng's first day at work, and the whole family is very concerned about where he will be working.
Wen Cheng felt a little guilty under the watchful eyes, after all, the position he had chosen was not something he could easily reveal to his whole family, as it might get him beaten up.
"Mom and Dad, Brother Qi, I've already scheduled a job interview with the company's HR. I want to keep the location a secret for now, and I'll tell you when I achieve something, okay?" Wen Cheng's serious expression made it seem like she really wanted to make something of herself.
The Wen family couple believed him completely. Wen Qi was half-believing, but still reluctantly supported his decision. Wen Yunyi, on the other hand, was on high alert and wished he could pry open Wen Cheng's head to see what he was thinking.
After breakfast, Wen Cheng declined their invitation to ride with the three of them to work, explaining that...
Have you ever seen a working-class person get out of a Maybach to apply for a job?
Finally, before leaving, Wen Yongwang could only reluctantly remind his son to be careful on the way. He suddenly felt a little regretful. How could he have been so heartless to let his adorable son start from the bottom? Even Yi Yi went straight to middle management. After finding a direction he wanted to strive for, he directly created a new department for Wen Yunyi.
“Don’t push yourself. After you’ve spent a month at the grassroots level and learned about the company’s basic situation, Dad will transfer you to a higher position immediately,” Wen Yongwang said, his eyes filled with concern.
Wen Yin: ...Where did that strict father who used to say that his son should rely on his own efforts go?
Perhaps it was today's soup that finally gave Wen Yongwang a real sense of being a father.
Wen Cheng nodded outwardly, but in reality, he meant that if he could, he wouldn't want to leave that valuable position.
Wen Qi didn't try to stop him, but for the first time ever, he said "Keep it up!" Wen Cheng was moved on the spot, but then Wen Qi's next words plunged him back into the cold, fake brotherhood.
"Don't embarrass us."
Okay, brother, definitely, brother, provided that his colleagues don't know he's the son of the Wen family.
When it was Wen Cheng's turn to go to work, Wen Yin brought over a bunch of car keys, probably more than twenty. Wen Cheng's pupils dilated in shock when she saw them.
"Mom, you also sell car keys on the side?"
Wen Yin pretended to glare at him, "You child, what nonsense are you talking about? This is our cheapest car, the 20-ton one. Look at this one, brand new, about 500,000. I hope no one will say anything if you drive it. And this one, a little more expensive, over 700,000, but the performance is good."
Wen Cheng became somewhat depressed; he felt that the world of the wealthy was too short-sighted.
"Mom, are there any vehicles under 30,000 yuan?" Wen Cheng asked tentatively.
Wen Yin looked at her son in shock. "Sweetie, are you going to your job interview by bicycle?"
...The evil rich!
"Thirty thousand? Auntie has it. Chengcheng, do you want to open it? I don't usually need it," Aunt Li's appearance was like a ray of light in Wencheng's world.
So, a bright green new energy four-wheeled vehicle appeared on the busy morning rush hour street. It was the kind with only two seats. The wind blowing in made Wen Cheng's curly hair flutter like a ball of dark brown cotton candy. The speaker in the vehicle was playing Wen Cheng's childhood classics. The cheerful rhythm danced in the wind with her hair. She looked incredibly cool!
Wen Cheng felt a complex mix of emotions when she recalled Wen Yin's last sight of the car.
Wen Cheng could almost guess what Wen Yin was going to say just by seeing her waving lips.
It's not like my family can't afford to support me, so there's no need to work so hard.
Wen Cheng also wanted to be a carefree slacker, but he didn't dare to act so recklessly.
Upon arriving at Wens' headquarters, I found it strategically located in the heart of the business district. The entire building belonged to Wens, whose businesses were incredibly diverse. Wen Yongwang made his fortune in real estate, working alongside Wen Qi's father for ten years to build the business. Later, riding the wave of the information age, he boldly invested half of his family's assets in the electronics and information industry, with software development being a major component.
In recent years, with the economic boom, more entertainment industries have entered daily life. This fire was lit by Wen Qi, who had just taken over the company. He invested in entertainment companies and made bold explorations and attempts in game development, AR technology and many other areas, which doubled the company's market value from its original base.
Although Wen Yunyi is usually a bit tactless, he is not to be underestimated when it comes to company management. The cosmetics brand he developed has already gained some fame in China and has also built sales bridges overseas. This is why, even though he eventually became a fake young master, no one dared to disrespect him.
Now, Wen Cheng, the only son of the Wen family, is driving his electric car, showing no signs of being worth billions, and happily going to HR to get his ordinary employee card.
"Um, so you mean, Wen Cheng, you studied computer science in college, and you even graduated from a top-tier university (985). You're here for a security guard interview?" The HR lady looked at Wen Cheng with a complicated expression and kept glancing at her head.
Wen Cheng: Are you being polite?
"Actually, this has been my dream since I was a child. Is it because I'm not qualified enough?" Wen Cheng asked cautiously, as if she might burst into tears if she rejected him at any moment.
Wen Cheng's appearance is extremely outstanding among ordinary people. With his soft, curly hair, fair skin, and chubby cheeks, he looks like a cute and adorable boy who has broken through the dimensional barrier!
Okay, there's another important reason: since the previous security guard went back to his hometown to enjoy life with his children, no one has come for an interview for the position for a month. The key issue is that the department head started pressuring her a couple of days ago, all for the sake of this month's performance targets...
"You'll receive your full salary during the one-month probation period, and you'll be officially hired after that. Is that alright?" the HR lady asked.
Wen Cheng nodded hurriedly.
Wen's is very efficient. Wen Cheng's paperwork was completed in less than a morning, and she started working directly in the afternoon.
The HR lady, satisfied with having achieved her performance target, returned to her workstation after eating.
"We hired an incredibly cute guy today. He interviewed for the company's security guard position. Don't blame me for reminding you, but remember to take a second look when you pass by the security booth in the future."
"Oh, sister, you've made me curious. What's that boy's name?"
"Oh, his name is Wen Cheng, Cheng from orange. Really, are all cute people's names this adorable?"
"Wen Cheng? She shares the same last name as our boss!"
"Haha, so what if it's a surname? Although the surname Wen is not common, does that mean he's the boss's son? That's hilarious."
At that moment, Wen Yongwang, who was working on the top floor, sneezed, his thoughts drifting to Wen Cheng: He wondered how Chengcheng was doing.
At this moment, Wen Cheng had just finished the formalities, picked up his clothes and put them in the security guard's rest room. Since his company meal card hadn't been issued yet, Wen Cheng had to go out to eat first. Late summer is sometimes so strange. It was still quite cool in the morning, and Wen Cheng wore a long-sleeved shirt out. But the midday sun taught him a lesson. Without any clothes to change into, Wen Cheng had to walk a distance under the scorching sun to get his car.
"Mr. Wen, we have a lunch appointment with Mr. Zhao today at the newly opened Michelin three-star restaurant. Mr. Zhao just sent a message saying he's almost there," Wen Qi said smoothly as his secretary, Zhao, drove in the front, relaying the lunch schedule.
Wen Qi hummed in agreement, his gaze lazily drifting out the window. He happened to spot a dark dot approaching in the distance. Wen Cheng, wearing a warm-colored long-sleeved shirt, was wiping away sweat as she struggled to climb the long steps in front of the company. Because of her fair complexion, her cheeks were already bright red from the sun. Unfortunately, she seemed oblivious, constantly checking her phone as she walked. If she stayed in the sun any longer, she'd probably get sunburned.
Thinking that he had gotten up early this morning to make breakfast for his family, Wen Qi rolled down the car window.
"Wen Cheng, get in the car, I'll take you to eat."
Wen Cheng was startled when she was called. When did Wen Qi become so familiar with her that he would invite her out to dinner?
"Brother Qi, aren't you busy? I can just grab something to eat." Wen Cheng's real thought was that she didn't want Wen Qi to control her; Wen Qi was terrifying when he got angry!
"Do you want to eat, or do you want to wait for the sun to bake you up and make you into a dish?"
Wen Qi's words, like icicles in the dead of winter, deeply wounded Wen Cheng's heart.
However, as long as she thought of the heartwarming reason behind those words, Wen Cheng still subconsciously got on the bus. The dean had said to him before that although he seemed very mature on the surface and had experienced a lot, he could be easily fooled by a few nice words.
Wen Cheng quickly got into the car. He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Wen Qi's car was different from other cars. There was a faint, cool woody scent inside, which didn't smell stuffy but was fresh and comfortable.
Wen Cheng couldn't help but take a deep breath, realizing that his behavior was somewhat perverted. He quickly glanced at Wen Qi, but fortunately, Wen Qi was just focused on the computer and didn't seem to care about him.
"Hello, Mr. Wen Cheng. May I ask what your preferences are for the dishes?" Secretary Zhao pushed up his glasses, displaying top-notch business acumen and never mentioning dining with clients.
"Chinese food is fine." Deep down, Wen Cheng still prefers these kinds of things.
Secretary Zhao glanced at Wen Qi in the rearview mirror again. Wen Qi didn't look up, but simply hummed in response.
Secretary Zhao immediately drove to a well-known Chinese restaurant nearby.
The Chinese restaurant chosen by Secretary Zhao had a beautiful ambiance and distinctive dishes. The chefs were all rigorously selected. Wen Qi went to his usual private room, glanced at the menu, and ordered four dishes and a soup. Surprisingly, three of the dishes were his favorites.
"Would you like to order anything else?" Wen Qi handed the menu to Wen Cheng.
Wen Cheng shook his head. He had everything he liked, so he wasn't so greedy. But he felt even more that Wen Qi was a big shot. It seemed like he knew everything and could do anything. He looked indifferent, but he was more meticulous than many people. He was definitely the best candidate for him to latch onto!
While the dishes were being served, Wen Cheng cautiously tested the relationship between the original Wen brothers: "Brother Qi, Yi Yi is also your younger brother, why don't you bring him out to eat with you?"
Wen Qi looked up at Wen Cheng and said without hesitation, "Our relationship is just so-so, we rarely go out to eat alone." After saying that, Wen Qi paused for a moment, "Besides, she has your ex-fiancé and current boyfriend with her, why would she need to come over to eat with a single dog like you?"
Single people are feeling the pain.
Wen Qi knew what Wen Cheng wanted to ask. Judging from the current situation, Wen Cheng wasn't as annoying as he used to be towards Yu Xi; in fact, she even resembled him somewhat in the past. If Wen Cheng was being nice to him to get his protection, he wouldn't be so resentful, as long as she made his aunt and uncle happy.
"Wen Yunyi and I aren't as close as you think. You don't need to be afraid that one day I'll team up with him to target you. I have my bottom line. If either of you acts in a way that threatens the harmony of the Wen family and the normal operation of the company, I won't let either of you get away with it. On the contrary, if you're the one being bullied, no matter who it is, I'll help you. Wen Cheng, as long as you live peacefully in the Wen family and don't have any bad intentions, the strongest guarantee I can give you is that no one can touch you, understand?" Wen Cheng's calm tone conveyed a promise that stirred up a thousand waves in her heart.
The anxiety that had been building up seemed to have been soothed at that moment.
Wen Cheng immediately responded, "Brother Qi, I was too willful before. I will definitely be a better person in the future!"
Wen Qi suppressed the urge to strike back at Wen Cheng and continued, "Wen Yunyi has always believed that he is the Wen family's biological son and has lived in this family for more than 20 years. The fake young master has been a huge blow to him, so I have ignored your open and covert struggles this month. I know that this is a bit unfair to you, after all, you are your uncle and aunt's biological son. Now that you have given me your attitude, if Wen Yunyi still opposes you in the future, just tell me and I will handle it."
Wen Cheng almost couldn't resist setting off firecrackers to celebrate. His efforts to act obedient and ingratiate himself had finally paid off. What did he just hear? The big boss was willing to protect him?
Wen Cheng finally couldn't resist and rushed to Wen Qi's side, reaching out to hug him.
Wen Qi was taken aback. It was that familiar scent of lemon black tea. Although he inwardly complained about who had spoiled Wen Cheng's habit of wanting a hug whenever he was touched, Wen Qi was reluctant to push him away.
At this moment, I attributed it all to Wen Cheng's poor past life. Who wasn't a child who needed to be spoiled?
But Wen Cheng said something surprising the next second.
"Brother Qi, if you get bullied in the future, you have to tell me too, and I'll bite him for you!" Wen Cheng said with a fierce tone, and her round eyes peeked out from Wen Qi's chest, looking at him with utmost sincerity.
Wen Qi curled his fingers at his sides, his eyes silently trying to express something, but in the end he didn't reveal the emotions in his heart.
"I think that, from a genetic point of view, the child of uncles and aunts should be a person."
......
Wen Cheng's enthusiasm was once again extinguished by the merciless coldness.
It wasn't until the dishes were served that Wen Qi asked about Wen Cheng's job.
How did the interview go?
Wen Cheng's guilty gaze darted around, "It's alright, I passed, I'll start work this afternoon."
Wen Qi had no doubts. Even Wen Qi couldn't have imagined that Wen Cheng would set her sights on the security team.
"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, just take it slow. No one in the Wen family will force you to grow up quickly." Wen Qi's last few words of reason deeply pierced Wen Cheng's conscience!
Wen Qi's schedule was packed every day. He didn't need to rest; work itself was a pleasure for him.
So, right after finishing lunch and sending Wen Cheng back, he went with his secretary to attend a research conference at a convention center in the next city.
Wen Qi closed his notebook halfway through the journey, rubbing his tired eyes.
"Mr. Wen, we still have an hour and a half to go. Would you like to rest for a bit?" Secretary Zhao asked.
“No need,” Wen Qi turned his head to look out the window.
Secretary Zhao didn't ask any more questions. This was Wen Qi's habit. Because he would feel dizzy after waking up, he rarely took a nap. He always forced himself to sleep for only 6 hours at a fixed time. Although the boss was already a prominent figure in the industry, Secretary Zhao still hoped that he could cherish his health.
"President Wen treats Young Master Wen Cheng very well, and the boy seems to be doing quite well lately, much better than when he was initially restless."
Wen Qi lowered his eyes and thought for a while, "If he can continue to be this well-behaved, I will treat him well."
Those who know Wen Qi know that he is a man of his word.
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