Chapter 11 Can't Wait
"Uncle Wang is right." Wen Shuzhou accepted the opinion humbly.
"Where is the young master? Did he go to film? I didn't see him just now." Uncle Wang asked Wen Qingzhou.
"Early in the morning, his assistant took him to shoot a commercial." Wen Shuzhou said lightly.
"These are the only things that can wake that kid up early. As for other things..., haha!" Uncle Wang smiled when he said this.
"Yeah, who can tell that he really likes this line of work? Doing something you like always makes you happy and you keep persisting in it." There was no emotion in Wen Shuzhou's tone.
"Feeling uncomfortable?" Wang Shumin sharply grasped Wen Shuzhou's quickly disappearing envy.
"No, this has been my fate since I was born. I've gotten used to it over the years. I just hope to live a carefree life." Wen Shuzhou fumbled with the expensive watch on his wrist, as if talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
"It's been hard for you these years." Uncle Wang felt sorry for Wen Shuzhou, but he was powerless to change anything.
Some people spend their whole lives doing things they don't like, but have to make decisions because of the responsibilities and fate on their shoulders. Wen Shuzhou is the one chosen by fate.
No one spoke for a while, and just like that, half an hour later, the car stopped at the gate of a 33-story office building.
"Young Master, don't let Wen Tianwai's crimes revive this time." Before getting off the car, Uncle Wang reminded Wen Shuzhou again.
"Don't worry, Uncle Wang." A chilling look flashed across Wen Shuzhou's eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses.
Being kind to your enemies means being cruel to yourself.
Wen Tian, second uncle, are you ready?
"Hello, President."
"Hello, President..."
Along the way, people greeted Wen Shuzhou. Before entering the president's office, Wen Shuzhou gave instructions to his secretary.
"Secretary Zhao, notify the senior management to hold a meeting in the conference room in five minutes."
"President, I was just about to report to you that Manager Wen has already summoned the senior executives to the conference room." Secretary Zhao carefully glanced at their president's expression as he spoke.
"Are you so impatient? My dear second uncle." Wen Shuzhou suddenly laughed.
"President!" A tall and thin young man came behind Wen Shuzhou.
"Yan Feng (the person who called Wen Shuzhou), have you collected all the evidence?" Wen Shuzhou asked, adjusting his suit cuffs.
"Everything is ready, President." A USB flash drive was lying quietly on the palm of Yan Feng's open hand.
"Let's go. Maybe my uncle can't wait any longer." Wen Shuzhou took the USB drive and walked calmly towards the conference room.
At this moment in the conference room, some people frowned, some were at a loss, some knew what was going on, and some were gloating...