Song Shao is indeed a person who knows how to hide his shortcomings. He understood what he wanted very early on and has been moving towards his goal.
No one knows whether Song Shao has ever wavered. People only see how dazzling Song Shao was after he returned to China after completing his studies.
A new star is rising, destined to shine brightly.
At the welcoming banquet prepared for Song Shao, Wen Ying also met Song Foxiang and his daughter.
Song Foxiang made a lot of money and prepared properties both at home and abroad for his daughter Song Chan. After graduating from Yale, Song Chan worked abroad for a while, but eventually chose to return to China for development.
Wen Ying thinks this is a good phenomenon, indicating that the younger generation is becoming more and more confident in China's development.
After living independently abroad for several years, Song Chan's temperament has changed a lot. Now she looks like a very capable urban woman. Today, Song Chan is not only a freelance writer with a sharp writing style, but has also founded her own company. The several self-media accounts she operates have a high level of attention, which can be said to be reaping the benefits of self-media.
Song Chan is now much more mature in terms of social skills than before. She even comes over with wine to talk to Wen Ying, thanking her for taking care of Song Foxiang.
"My dad is a spontaneous person. If it weren't for you and Mr. Yuan looking after him, I don't know how many times he would have suffered!"
Song Foxiang was listening from the side and felt somewhat unconvinced.
What harm can he suffer? He is so talented!
However, Song Foxiang's greatest strength is that he treats his daughter well. He will not refute Song Chan in public. Whatever Song Chan says is what she takes.
Wen Ying wanted to laugh when she saw Song Foxiang's expression.
Other men remain young men until they die, but Song Foxiang is still greasy after half a lifetime of wandering... This is good. Since Wen Ying became more and more famous, many people would restrain their true nature in front of her, but Song Foxiang has not changed at all.
Wen Ying picked up the wine glass in her hand and drank half of it. Song Chan was even more generous and drank the whole glass of wine directly.
The two smiled at each other and recalled the time when they participated in an essay competition together ten years ago.
The little awkwardness from our student days has long since dissipated, and now when I look back, all that remains is the special bond of participating in competitions and winning awards together.
"Ten years ago, Song Chan was a young literary woman..."
After the Song family father and daughter left, Wen Ying turned to Xie Qian and muttered, "Who could have imagined that ten years later, Song Chan would become the boss of her own business? Those accounts in her company are really well run!"
Being able to write does not necessarily mean that one can operate a good self-media account. The former requires basic writing skills, commonly known as "writing talent", while the latter requires analyzing social trends and accurately getting to the points that the target audience cares about. Wen Ying thought Song Chan would be a simple creator, but she didn't expect Song Chan to go a step further in her identity as a creator.
Xie Qian said seriously, "She's just starting out, and she's still far behind you."
Song Foxiang benefited from the traffic dividend of social platforms, so it was naturally much easier for Song Chan to run her own media.
Wen Ying is truly different. She has come this far without the help of her parents... Xie Qian doesn't even need to turn on the love filter to find several advantages that make Wen Ying better than Song Chan!
Wen Ying gently twisted Xie Qian's arm and whispered, "This is Song Shao's welcoming banquet!"
It was Song Shao's welcoming banquet, and all the Song family members were present. How could Xie Qian say that Song Chan was not capable?
Xie Qian readily changed his tone and said, "Well, Song Chan is indeed quite good."
Song Shao was the absolute star of the night, and Wen Ying had no intention of stealing the limelight. After a few words with Song Shao, she hid in a corner with Xie Qian to drink and chat. After a while, Qin Jiao arrived with a few middle-aged men. When she saw Wen Ying and Xie Qian, she shook off her companions and walked over quickly.
"How long have you been here?"
"Sister Jiao, we just arrived a while ago."
Qin Jiao and Song Shao had no prior connection. Song Shao, a returned overseas student, settled at Peking University. Qin Jiao, who graduated from the Guanghua School of Management, has been active in the Peking University Alumni Association and attended Song Shao's welcome banquet as a representative of the association. The alumni association exists to help alumni connect and develop, and Qin Jiao has received considerable support from it, and now she wants to give back.
Wen Ying had just exchanged a few words with Qin Jiao when someone called out to her. Qin Jiao smiled apologetically and said, "I have to go over there."
Qin Jiao left in a hurry. Wen Ying looked down and saw the cell phone that Qin Jiao had forgotten on the dessert table.
Qin Jiao's phone vibrated a few times. Wen Ying picked up the phone to return it to Qin Jiao, but was stunned when she saw the push notification pop up on the screen.
"What's wrong?"
Xie Qian noticed something was wrong. Wen Ying didn't want Xie Qian to worry so she shook her head: "Nothing, I'll go return the phone to Sister Jiao."
Having said this, Wen Ying couldn't help but take another look at Qin Jiao's phone screen.
There was a browser page on Qin Jiao's screen, and Wen Ying saw the user nickname Qin Jiao registered in this browser.
Ever since Zhuo Jinxin and others were executed one after another, Wen Ying hasn't thought about her past life for a long time.
Song Shao's fate repeated the trajectory of his previous life. Wen Ying felt a little emotional. Tonight, she happened to see Qin Jiao's browser user nickname, and Wen Ying's mood fluctuated even more.
After returning the phone to Qin Jiao, Wen Ying quickly found an excuse to leave Song Shao's welcoming banquet with Xie Qian.
On the way back, Xie Qian's eyes were full of worry: "Your mood isn't right tonight."
Wen Ying didn't know how to explain, so she said she wasn't feeling well: "I felt a little dizzy on the way here, maybe I have a cold."
--lie!
Xie Qian did not expose Wen Ying, but drove Wen Ying back to her residence.
All the houses that Wen Ying bought in Beijing in her early years have greatly increased in value.
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