Chapter 65 Charity Gala (I)

After returning home, Wen Shuzhou washed up, tossed and turned in bed several times, and only fell asleep after saying "good night" to Wen Miao in his mind.

The next morning, Wen Shuzhou had the first taste of what Wen Qingzhou called roasted cold noodles. Perhaps because Wen Miao made it, Wen Shuzhou thought it tasted great. A bowl of hot oil tea and two servings of roasted cold noodles, Wen Shuzhou ate them all.

Wen Qingzhou ate one more portion than his brother, and before leaving, he asked Wen Miao to pack another portion for him.

"Take these two portions to Uncle Wang!" Before leaving, Wen Miao stuffed the bag of cold noodles into the hands of Wen Shuzhou.

"good."

In the company, when Uncle Wang received the two servings of still-warm cold noodles, he smiled brightly and said that he would go to thank Wen Miao in person in the evening.

"Uncle Wang, do you want to stay for dinner?" Wen Shuzhou joked with Uncle Wang.

"Young Master, there's a saying that goes 'see through something but don't speak it out loud'. You did it on purpose!" Uncle Wang bit into a piece of cold noodles and glanced at Wen Shuzhou.

"Yeah." Wen Shuzhou admitted it openly.

"It's no use saying it, I'm thick-skinned." Uncle Wang said righteously.

"Uncle Wang, you are really..." Wen Shuzhou stopped talking halfway due to Uncle Wang's rudeness.

"That's good to know." Uncle Wang went to pour tea while chewing cold noodles.

...In the blink of an eye, the charity gala initiated by the Wen family arrived.

Wen Miao was wearing a light green high-end casual suit, and his hair had been styled specially by Wen Shuzhou. At first glance, he looked like a handsome young man.

Compared to Wen Miao's outfit, Wen Shuzhou's was dressed much more formally. After all, as the host, he not only had to speak on stage, but also had to deal with the invited guests in many ways. He had no choice.

The car stopped at the entrance of the hotel, and Wen Miao and Wen Shuzhou got out. One was sunny, the other was handsome. In two words, they were both handsome! Look at those girls, their eyes are fixed on them.

"Mr. Wen, long time no see."

"Mr. Liu..."

As soon as he entered the door, a bald middle-aged man with a protruding belly came up to him and greeted Wen Shuzhou with a smile.

"Who is this? Mr. Wen, you don't know me?"

"I have a younger brother who was bored at home, so I brought him here." Wen Shuzhou replied with a fake smile on his face.

"Oh, it turns out to be your brother. What a handsome man, what a handsome man!" The man who was called General Liu praised Wen Miao with narrowed eyes and smiled.

As I walked, I bumped into several CEOs and executives. Most of them looked like CEO Liu or similar. Of course, there were some who had good body image management, but there were only a few of them. CEOs like Wen Shuzhou were still pleasing to the eye, but unfortunately, there were very few of them.

"Wen Miao, why are you looking at me like that? It's my hair..." When Wen Shuzhou scratched his head, he saw Wen Miao in a daze.

"No, it's purely out of appreciation." Wen Miao came back to his senses and told the truth.

"Appreciate? What do you appreciate? My face?" Wen Shuzhou realized something, and his heart skipped a beat when he asked the question.

"Well, you are prettier than all of them." Wen Miao smiled softly with her lips curved.

"Thank you for your liking." After getting a positive answer, Wen Shuzhou's heart beat wildly for a few times, and he smiled gently.

"Hmm? What?"

Wen Miao seemed to have thought of something, frowned slightly, and was about to explain a few words.