Mu Wanqing suddenly came back to her senses, met his eyes, and instinctively said that she knew the person on the stage, but she was afraid that Wen Zhan wouldn't believe it at all and would laugh at her for talking nonsense.
So, she smiled and said, "It's nothing. I just think he's amazing. He started a successful business at such a young age and has a well-known name in Silicon Valley. Then he decisively and bravely sold the company and achieved financial freedom. Return to China with funds to develop and build your hometown.”
Wen Zhan was most disgusted by her praising other men. Hearing this, he sneered coldly: "I can't survive abroad and I just come back to harvest leeks. You call me so high-minded."
Mu Wanqing's face darkened, "How can you say that to others? Is it so difficult to admit that others are good?"
Putting aside her childhood friendship with Brother Zhou, others should admire and praise such a young and promising role model.
Wen Zhan pursed his lips, not wanting to quarrel with her on this occasion, so he could only suppress his temper.
On the stage, Zhou Yiru, who had finished his speech, bowed slightly to the audience. When he stood up, his eyes caught something, and he suddenly looked slightly sick.
The leaders of the Commerce Bureau applauded and smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Zhou, and we look forward to our sincere cooperation in the future."
Zhou Yiru looked away and shook hands with the leader politely.
The banquet officially started, and the scene became more relaxed.
Mu Wanqing was unhappy with what Wen Zhan said just now, and was too lazy to use him as a human crutch, so she put aside his arm while he was talking to someone.
She wanted to find Brother Zhou.
Of course, I didn’t dare to rush forward and strike up a conversation.
After so many years of not seeing each other, Brother Zhou must not recognize him anymore. It would be very embarrassing if she suddenly rushed up to get close to him.
Unexpectedly, I was slowly walking through the crowd with my skirt in hand, but before I could find her, my phone rang.
She took out her mobile phone from her delicate handbag and saw that it was an unfamiliar number from overseas.
For some reason, she suddenly felt secretly excited.
She remembered the last time she responded to Brother Zhou's email, and specifically gave her mobile phone number, asking him to contact her after returning to China to help him clean up his troubles.
And this overseas number——
"Hello."
"Hello, is this Mu Wanqing?" The voice that sounded in his ears was exactly the same as the one who just stood on the stage and spoke.
Humble, gentle, low-pitched and powerful.
Her heartbeat accelerated instantly. Mu Wanqing subconsciously raised her eyes and looked around, asking excitedly: "Brother Zhou, is that you?"
Zhou Yiru on the other side, when he heard the reply, happened to see Mu Wanqing in the crowd who was looking up with his neck raised, so he said with a smile: "I see you, don't move, I'll be right over."
"good!"
After hanging up the phone, Mu Wanqing couldn't describe her mood at this time.
She completely forgot that she was a married woman, she also forgot that she had two children, and she even forgot that her husband was present at the scene.
She was looking forward to meeting Zhou Yiru.
Just like when she was a child, after she lost her father and was abandoned by her mother, she was walking alone on the rainy road after school, her feet were welded in the mud and she was helpless, and she felt joy and excitement when she saw her neighbor's brother walking quickly with an umbrella.
At that time, Zhou Yiru's appearance was always like a god descending to earth, always able to save her from danger.
Unfortunately, their friendship did not last for many years.
Brother Zhou's family later moved to a big city, and later, he heard about studying abroad.
She was indescribably excited and happy to see her childhood friend again after so many years.
Zhou Yiru looked at the pretty and beautiful woman in front of him carefully, with the same mixed emotions.
Her facial features still had the shadow of her childhood, so when he was standing on the stage just now, he could be distinguished from the crowd when his eyes passed across her.
But she is no longer as inferior, cowardly, lonely and pitiful as she was as a child.
She is beautiful, generous, elegant and mature.
She is married to another man, and her husband is from a good background. He seems to be rich and noble, otherwise she would not be here.
"Xiao Qing, it's really you. I thought I saw it wrong just now." After the two looked at each other, Zhou Yiru spoke first.
Mu Wanqing blinked back to her senses, lowered her head and smiled slightly. She was so nervous that she didn't know how to respond: "I...I didn't expect that you said in the email that you were going to return to China last time. I thought...it was such a surprise."
Both of them laughed, obviously they had a lot to say, but it was obviously inappropriate for this occasion.
A middle-aged man came over and patted Zhou Yiru on the shoulder: "Yiru, have you met someone you know?"
Zhou Yiru turned around and said, "Uncle, this is a neighbor from my hometown. I haven't seen him for many years. I didn't expect to meet him here today."
The middle-aged man who was called uncle glanced at Mu Wanqing with a meaningful smile: "Yiru, this is the third young lady of the Wen family."
"Wenjia?" Zhou Yiru has been abroad for many years. Although he got to know the powerful people in Chongcheng before returning home, he knew nothing about their personal information and private life.
The uncle reminded: "That Wen family from Wenyuan Group."
"Oh." He then reacted and looked at Mu Wanqing with even more surprise.
Although she had already guessed that the husband's family she married was either rich or noble, she never dared to think that it was one of the best families in Chongcheng.
How could she, a little orphan without a father or mother, recognize such a top powerful person?
While they were talking, Wen Zhan, who had "lost" his wife, arrived late.
"Why are you running around? How can I find it if you lose it?" Wen Zhan only stared at his own woman, walked over, grabbed her arm, and whispered something in her ear.
Mu Wanqing felt uncomfortable. She glanced at him and then at Zhou Yiru, hesitating whether to introduce him or not.
After all, Wen Zhan just said a lot of slanderous words about Brother Zhou.
He was afraid that this guy would not give people face and would embarrass them in person.
Unexpectedly, before she hesitated to speak, Zhou Yiru's uncle said hello first.
"Mr. Wen, I was talking about chatting with you later, and you came over. You said that by coincidence, Mrs. Wen and Yiru are fellow villagers and have known each other since they were children - I didn't expect to meet here today. It's really fate!"
Wen Zhan was shocked.
Suddenly I understood why someone was staring at the ocean turtle on the stage.
It turns out to be an old acquaintance!
He was shocked in his heart, but his face remained calm. He just raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at his woman, then turned to look at Zhou Yiru, and said gracefully: "What a coincidence? Mr. Zhou's ancestral home is Xu Zhen?"
Mu Wanqing's hometown is Xu Town, a small, backward and remote town, four or five hours' drive from Chongcheng.
Zhou Yiru smiled lightly, "Yes, I grew up in Xu Town when I was a child. I moved away with my parents when I was in the second grade of junior high school."
Before he finished speaking, he reached out his hand and said, "Mr. Wen, it's better to see once than to hear a hundred times."
The visitor is a guest, and as a representative of local entrepreneurs, he naturally has to show his grace.
Therefore, although he had doubts in his heart at this time, he still reached out his hand in a cultured manner: "Mr. Zhou, you are too polite, but you are young and promising, which is admirable. I hope we can have the opportunity to cooperate in the future."
