Wen Ying found a USB drive in her backpack that didn't belong to her. Xie Qian couldn't tell whose it belonged to, considering Zhang Hua and his assistant had both touched Wen Ying's backpack. Regardless of who was responsible, the USB drive wouldn't appear out of thin air; it must have been prepared in advance... Xie Qian didn't believe in any so-called chance encounters. Wen Ying was a public figure; anyone who'd paid close attention to the news would have known she was in Cannes! "Let's go back home first," Xie Qian asked the flight attendant for a bag to store the USB drive. Xie Qian's calmness touched Wen Ying, and she gradually calmed down. She whispered, "Do you think Zhang Hua was waiting here on purpose?" Xie Qian nodded, "Probably." Wen Ying held Xie Qian's hand, and for a moment, neither of them spoke. Every time something happy happens, something sad follows, ups and downs. Is this perhaps the rhythm of life? Wen Ying's mood lightened again. Once, twice, three times... after so many times, Wen Ying had grown accustomed to these annoyances. Seeing that Wen Ying's mood was not affected, Xie Qian was even less anxious. As soon as the two of them got off the plane and turned on their phones, Zou Weijun called: "Wen Ying wants to go home first, right? Tomorrow night, I'll call Xiao Niu to help her celebrate." "Okay!" Xie Qian thought for a moment, "Let's call Uncle Chen tomorrow night." Xie Yuping said that Chen Tongfu was another line, and this line had a higher security level and was difficult to detect. Xie Qian had been hesitating whether to borrow Chen Tongfu's power. This time, he "ran into" Zhang Hua at the airport, and the USB flash drive that inexplicably appeared in Wen Ying's backpack completely infuriated Xie Qian. Those things, those people, are really endless. They targeted Xie Qian and the Xie family, and now they have found Wen Ying. With the help of Wei Chengye, the second-instance verdict of Zhuo Jinxin's murder case will be announced at a later date... Zhuo Jinxin, Zhang Zhijun, and the so-called mysterious man, all these troubles should be over! Xie Qian said he wanted to invite Chen Tongfu to join, and Zou Weijun was very happy. "Then I'll leave this meal to your Uncle Chen to arrange. He's happy to be generous!" Zou Weijun hung up the phone, and Wen Ying confirmed with Xie Qian: "Are you going to ask Uncle Chen for help?" Xie Qian nodded, "I want to integrate the power of Uncle Chen and the Xie family." - That's great! Wen Ying knew that Xie Qian hated to trouble others the most, and was used to solving everything by himself. But Xie Qian has been making progress. At first, he trusted Wen Ying, then his uncle Xie Yuping, and then his friends like Peng Guoqing. Now, Xie Qian is even willing to trust the person Zou Weijun is dating. When Xie Qian was alone, the enemies hiding in the dark could use dirty tricks to defeat him. But Xie Qian is no longer alone now! He trusts everyone, and he can use the strength of everyone. "...Just like the 'Best Screenwriter' award I just won. If it weren't for the concerted public relations efforts of several parties, how could the award have been bestowed upon me?" As the beneficiary of such extensive public relations, Wen Ying's rationality and confidence were somewhat endearing to Xie Qian. He was about to say something when a figure suddenly appeared from the side. "I see the plane has been down for a while, why aren't you two leaving yet?" The person who spoke was Wen Dongrong, who had come to meet her at the airport. Neither Chen Ru nor Wen Dongrong had been prepared for Wen Ying to win an award at Cannes. Unexpectedly, Wen Ying actually won! Wen Dongrong was deeply distraught upon hearing the news. Wen Ying's acceptance speech was so casual for such an important occasion! If he had known Wen Ying would win, Wen Dongrong would have sent her several of his prepared acceptance speeches in advance... Alas, it was too late now. His profound literary talent, honed over twenty years in government, hadn't been able to shine on the podium at the Cannes Film Festival. Alas! Originally, Chen Ru was supposed to meet Wen Dongrong at the airport, but when Wen Dongrong's boss learned that Wen Ying was returning home today, they proactively approved leave for him. It's usually the young who rely on their parents for support, but in the Wen family, Wen Dongrong has grown accustomed to it. Old Wen, who came to meet Wen Ying at the airport, was full of energy, clearly smug yet trying hard to contain himself, with a certain arrogance of a successful villain. "We're just about to leave," Little Wen said, immediately offering the luggage cart upon seeing Old Wen. Old Wen didn't hesitate, placing his briefcase tucked under his arm on top of the suitcase and naturally helping push the cart. With his neatly combed hair, neatly ironed black trousers, a white shirt tucked in high, and polished leather shoes, Old Wen, dressed in a bureaucrat-style suit, pushed the luggage cart with great vigor. Wen Dongrong knew Xie Qian also wanted to help Wen Ying push the cart, and if he hadn't come to meet her at the airport, Xie Qian would have been the one pushing it. But for some reason, Wen Dongrong just couldn't bear to watch Xie Qian's attentions paid to his own Hei Xin Mian. As he pushed the cart out, Wen Dongrong inquired about Wen Ying and Xie Qian's experiences in Cannes. Knowing from their conversation that they had been restrained and polite, never crossing the line, Wen Dongrong's smile took on a touch of sincerity. "Xie Qian, would you like to come over for dinner? Wen Ying's uncle brought over a lot of seafood today, so we'll have plenty." Knowing that Xie Qian still had to deal with the USB drive that had appeared out of nowhere, Wen Ying declined on his behalf. "Let's eat at home tonight, and we'll invite Xie Qian over another day." Hei Xin Mian's arm hadn't twisted outwards. Wen Dongrong turned to Xie Qian and asked, "Really?" "Uncle, I do have something to do, but..." Xie Qian reluctantly refused. Xie Qian had actually wanted to say that the USB drive issue could wait, that there was no need to rush the meal, but just as Xie Qian started talking, Wen Dongrong pushed the cart even faster. "Oh, then I won't try to persuade you. Anytime is fine for dinner. Your business is more important!" Wen Dongrong said firmly. Xie Qian: "Please try to persuade me again!" Wen Ying chuckled, gently squeezed Xie Qian's hand, and whispered, "You're right not to eat today. My dad will surely brag about it and make a summary at the dinner table. I'm his biological child, so there's nothing I can do to avoid it. As for you, you can avoid it for now!" As Wen Ying's boyfriend, Xie Qian could avoid Old Wen's Versailles attacks and official-sounding summaries. But in the future... Xie Qian wouldn't be able to avoid them even if he wanted to. Xie Qian's heart beat faster as he thought of the subtext in Wen Ying's words. "Okay, I'll listen to you. Your uncle and aunt will probably have a lot to ask you when you're going abroad. It's really time to leave some space for your family." As Wen Dongrong loaded the luggage into the car, Xie Qian was attentive, helping to open the trunk and even offering to lift the boxes. Xie Qian's driver jogged over, but when he got to Xie Qian, he didn't move, letting Xie Qian show his courtesy on his own. Everyone needs to please their future father-in-law, and Mr. Xie is no exception. A driver with high emotional intelligence must leave the opportunity to show courtesy to Mr. Xie! Wen Ying got in the car and leaned out the window to wave to Xie Qian, who waved back. "Goodbye, Uncle Wen!" Wen Dongrong nodded, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away. At this time, driver Yang had to be attentive, helping Xie Qian open and close the car door, his movements smooth and flowing. "Where are you going?" "...Back to Jiaxin." Xie Qian didn't forget to tell Jiang Youjia to keep an eye on the cinema chain. He just said it over the phone because he was worried that Jiang Youjia wouldn't pay enough attention, so Xie Qian had to meet with Jiang Youjia again. ...The Wen family dinner was just as Wen Ying expected. As soon as the food was placed on the table, Wen Dongrong couldn't wait to start the Versailles show. The whole family was delighted by Wen Ying's award. Wen Dongrong asked her to call her uncles and others to share her experience at Cannes, and Chen Ru didn't object. Then Old Wen began to get carried away. After Wen Ying finished her call, Old Wen launched into a bureaucratic summary, recounting his love of literature from a young age, how he became a writer at work, and how he passed on his writing talent to Wen Ying. Once he started, he couldn't stop. Chen Ru finally interrupted, "Can we eat first?" Uncle Deng Shangwei smoothed things over, "Brother-in-law, come on, let's eat and talk. Your flight to France is so tight, I'm sure Xiaoying must be exhausted." Deng Shangwei had already opened new businesses in Shanghai and Nanjing. New markets aren't as familiar as Chengdu, and Deng Shangwei is incredibly busy. But Wen Ying's award was a major event, and no matter how busy he was, he had to make time to celebrate with Wen Ying. Deng Shangwei had contributed all the high-quality ingredients for the table today, and he also brought two bottles of fine wine. With Deng Shangwei smoothing things over, Wen Dongrong easily suppressed the talk of sex. "Oh, right, right, let's talk after dinner!" Chen Ru finally had time to ask about the Cannes Film Festival. At the dinner table, Chen Ru wasn't concerned with whether Wen Ying and Xie Qian had crossed the line; she was primarily interested in Wen Ying's award-winning process. She had a passing knowledge of the PR aspects of film festivals, and she knew that a lot of people had contributed to Wen Ying's success. "Look, do we need to thank them specially?" "No need. We have the same interests as long as we can help out. I just need to pay more attention when we work together." Wen Ying emphasized that Lin Wenxuan helped a lot. Chen Ru thought that he was an international director and even if her family wanted to thank him, they couldn't give anything. She couldn't help but sigh: "You just write novels, and now you have one foot in the entertainment industry. You really can't help at home." "Mom, what are you talking about? The biggest help is that you and my dad support my creation! By the way, didn't you give me a bank card before? I really used it this time..." Wen Ying had a box full of things she brought back from abroad. Clothes, cosmetics and electronic products are all cheaper than buying them in China. The whole box of things was paid for with Chen Ru's bank card. Chen Ru was very happy. Seeing Wen Ying opening the box, Wen Dongrong poked his head in: "Did you buy anything for your uncle?" Deng Shangwei waved his hands: "Oh, brother-in-law, I have everything, no need..." "Yes, I brought a bag for my uncle. He went out to talk about business."It's a decent gift!" Wen Ying took out a box, and Deng Shangwei's face was almost broken with laughter. He wanted to put on the bag Wen Ying gave him immediately, but he was afraid that Wen Dongrong would be jealous, so he winked at Wen Ying: "What did you buy for your dad?" "I didn't buy him a bag. This brand is too conspicuous for my dad to use at work, so I bought him something else." Wen Ying took out two belts and a brand razor. My brother-in-law has three gifts! Deng Shangwei opened his own box with confidence. It was a dark brown men's bag, and Deng Shangwei couldn't let it go. Wen Dongrong actually wanted Deng Shangwei's bag more. It looked so expensive and high-end, but Hei Xinmian was right. Even if Wen Dongrong had such a bag, he wouldn't dare to bring it to work. Belts and razors are more practical. What's more, Deng Shangwei only had one bag, while he had three gifts!
Wen Dongrong comforted himself. ...While Wen Ying was sitting in a row and distributing gifts, Xie Qian had already met with Chen Tongfu in advance. He had originally wanted to wait until tomorrow night to find a chance to talk to Chen Tongfu at dinner, but he happened to meet Chen Tongfu when he was sending Zou Weijun home. "Let me take Uncle Chen downstairs." Xie Qian took the initiative to speak, and Chen Tongfu understood. When the two went downstairs, Xie Qian briefly explained the matter. Chen Tongfu asked him, "What information do you think is in the USB drive?" "Maybe it's evidence of smuggling such as account books." Xie Qian guessed, "Before, Zhuo Jinxin reported Zhang Zhijun for smuggling, and the police investigated but didn't find anything wrong. If you want to bring down Zhang Zhijun, you must have evidence such as account books."
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