Chapter 148 The 148th Day of Not Running Away The First Day of Not Running Away...

Chapter 148 The 148th Day of Not Running Away The First Day of Not Running Away...

"Mr. Wen, why did Mr. Chen send us over to be your bodyguards?"

As soon as Wen Qunshu arrived to help Wen Chan, he started asking all sorts of questions.

The monk glanced at him helplessly, nudged him with his elbow, and said, "Stop asking so many unnecessary questions, just get to work."

Wen Qunshu said to the monk in a serious tone, "Monk, that's not right of you. Since we were assigned by the boss to help, we should understand the ins and outs of the matter so we know who to be wary of. Otherwise, how can we be on our guard all the time?"

The monk's lips twitched.

Wen Qunshu's reading of this book was truly worthwhile; he's incredibly eloquent.

Wen Chan glanced at him and said, "I'll call the person in later and explain things clearly, then you'll know what's going on."

She pressed the call button and instructed Jiang Zihan to call Sun Peng and the others in.

Sun Peng and the others were organizing their resumes from the past few days, and they were all a little nervous when they heard that Wen Chan wanted to meet them.

Zhang Yan loosened his tie and whispered to Sun Peng, "Is something wrong? Why are you suddenly calling us all over?"

Sun Peng shook his head. "I don't know either, but we haven't made any major mistakes recently, so it shouldn't be anything serious."

They worked there for a few days, and although it wasn't a long time, they felt a strong sense of belonging.

Nobody wants to be fired.

Wen Chan was in her office processing documents sent back from abroad. She had a lot to do, including making decisions about the large investment from the Particle Fund. Every moment was precious.

Once everyone had arrived, Wen Chan stood up, clapped her hands, and said, "I called you all over here for no other reason than this: Sun Peng, don't you have a classmate named Song Ke?"

Sun Peng nodded subconsciously.

Wen Chan said, "Song Ke is my cousin in name only. Recently, his family tried to claim kinship with me, but I refused. You are his classmates. I called you here to tell you about this situation. Don't talk about company matters outside of school, so as not to cause trouble, He Lan."

"Yes." Helan snapped out of her daze and answered.

Wen Chan said, "Song Ke gave us his resume before, which had a photo on it. Find it and show it to the two of them. Many strangers come and go from our company every day. Once they know what Song Ke looks like, they can be more careful in the future."

"Yes, okay."

Helan nodded subconsciously.

Wen Chan made a gesture, "Okay, that's settled. Go out. If Mr. and Mrs. Ye, who made an appointment, come over later, just let them come in directly."

Everyone nodded and left.

Wen Qunshu followed He Lan and the others out happily.

He Lan quickly found Song Ke's resume and showed it to Wen Qunshu.

Wen Qunshu glanced at him and immediately said, "This guy looks shifty-eyed. No wonder President Chen asked us to come and be his bodyguards."

Helan didn't know what to say, so she asked in a low voice, "How come he's related to President Wen? What did he do?"

The monk said, "We don't know, but you were his classmates, so you must know him well. What kind of person is he? Is he brave?"

He Lan scratched his head. "I don't have much contact with him."

She saw Sun Peng walk over, called him over, and relayed the monk's question to him.

Sun Peng hesitated for a moment: "He's not usually very bold, but he's very concerned about his image and a bit vain."

“It’s more than just vanity,” Zhang Yan said immediately. “He’s a very competitive person. Before, Sun Peng’s aunt bought him a watch from abroad. Not long after, Song Ke also had a very similar watch. Someone said that the watch was fake, and he got into a fight with that person and almost got punished.”

Vanity, a desire to save face, a strong competitive spirit, and recklessness.

The image of a young, impulsive man quickly came to mind.

He frowned slightly, realizing that this matter was indeed a bit troublesome.

Although they were quite young when they fought before, they weren't brainless; people generally don't fight with these kinds of people.

Because such people are irrational when they get into a fight, and they might use a knife on impulse. If they lose face, it's no different from adding fuel to the fire.

The monk took the resume and went downstairs to speak with the hotel receptionist, asking them to be careful.

When they came up, they looked around and found that Wen Qunshu was nowhere to be seen.

He asked Jiang Zihan, who pointed to the office and said, "Mr. and Mrs. Ye came by just now, and Brother Wen went in to help make tea."

The monk tensed up.

He walked to the door and looked inside.

While Wen Chan was having a pleasant conversation with Mr. and Mrs. Ye, Wen Qunshu was skillfully making tea on the side. He was unaware that Wen Qunshu had such an ability.

"Brother Ye, Sister Zhao, please have some tea."

Wen Qunshu served the brewed tea to Mr. and Mrs. Ye.

Mr. Ye laughed and said, "Mr. Wen, is this your new male secretary? He's different from others, who all hire female secretaries."

Wen Chan was somewhat amused and exasperated. "What male secretary? A-Zheng hired him as a bodyguard. I didn't even know he could make tea."

Her tone unconsciously carried a hint of intimacy.

The monk heard the alarm bells ringing loudly at the door. Just then, Wen Qunshu looked up, and the monk gave him a look, signaling him to come out.

Wen Qunshu thought something was wrong, so he whispered something to Wen Chan before coming out.

The monk pulled him to the balcony, closed the door, and asked in a low, gritting voice, "Why did you go in to help your sister-in-law entertain the guests?"

Wen Qunshu looked puzzled: "I'm a bodyguard, I can't just stand there, so I'll find some work to do."

“You can have Jiang Zihan do this job,” the monk tried to retort, but couldn’t find the words to refute it for a while, so he could only say it in a fierce but weak tone.

Wen Qunshu said, "Just now, President Wen asked Jiang Zihan to get something, but she was too busy. Xiao Pan had something to do at home today and couldn't come, so I had to fill in. We can't let President Wen do this job, what if she gets burned?"

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Several question marks appeared on the monk's forehead.

He glanced around the room, then grabbed Wen Qunshu's tie. "Are you out of your mind? That's your sister-in-law! Do you want to die if you're so concerned about her?!"

Wen Qunshu said helplessly, "Monk, that's not right of you. Although I'm one of President Chen's people, I think President Wen's side has a better future and is easier. Besides, Sun Peng and the others are college graduates. If they can get a job here, why can't I?"

Wen Qunshu had this idea long ago.

The work on the construction site was really hard. If he hadn't been so short of money, Wen Qunshu would never have gone to work on the construction site.

Now that there's an opportunity that allows him to relax and make money, how could Wen Qunshu possibly give it up?

Although he's currently a temporary worker, he wants to switch jobs.

The monk completely ignored Wen Qunshu's words.

He deeply suspected that Wen Qunshu had ulterior motives towards Wen Chan.

During dinner, since everyone had to work overtime, Wenchan treated everyone to Cantonese food nearby. After all, everyone had been working overtime, so they deserved a good reward.

She is serious when she is working, but she is less strict at other times and lets people do what they are supposed to do.

Sun Peng and the others were already used to her way of doing things, and they were very relaxed during the meal.

Zhang Yan also mentioned that a female student was pursuing Sun Peng, which made Sun Peng blush.

Wen Qunshu laughed and said, "Sun Peng, why are you blushing? The girl is so brave. You can't be so shy. Our generation was very bold. We can't let your generation be so timid."

Today, Sun Peng and the others also learned that Wen Qunshu was actually a college student, and this identity brought them much closer together.

Sun Peng touched his forehead and said, "I haven't talked to anyone, I'm sorry. Besides, we're both busy with work, how could I talk to someone? I don't have time to spend with young ladies."

Wen Chan, while eating cabbage, laughed upon hearing this: "Are you implying that I should give you more holidays? One day a week is a bit too little now. Once we hire more people, we'll give you two days a week. I'm not a landlord like Huang Shiren."

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Zhang Yan said, "President Wen, don't listen to his nonsense. He's a hypocrite. He told us he was embarrassed to talk about it, but he actually gave that young lady a pen a long time ago."

Zhang Yan's revelation caused everyone at the table to gasp in surprise.

Wen Qunshu laughed heartily: "I knew it! You're obviously not the honest type. Confess honestly, what kind of relationship do you have behind the scenes? Have you ever held hands?"

Sun Peng blushed with embarrassment as people egged him on, and hurriedly poured tea for Wen Qunshu. "Brother Wen, please forgive me. If this really works out, I'll treat everyone to a good meal later."

Upon hearing this, everyone knew that things were about to get serious, and they all joined in the commotion, wanting to offer Sun Peng tea instead of wine.

Sun Peng had no choice but to be forced to drink a bellyful of tea.

He looked helplessly at Wen Qunshu and asked with a strong desire to get back at him, "Brother Wen, you are our senior, several years ahead of us. Did you date anyone back in school?"

Upon hearing this question, Wen Chan paused in her chopsticks, looked up at Wen Qunshu, and said with a half-smile, "Yes, have you ever dated anyone? Don't just laugh at others. At your age, if you say you haven't dated anyone, no one will believe you."

With so many eligible men and women in college, all in the prime of their youth, the pride of heaven, how could they not want to be in a relationship?

Wen Qunshu scratched his head, looking rather embarrassed: "I've never actually dated anyone."

"You didn't talk about it?! I don't believe it!" Zhang Yan immediately slammed his hand on the table, pointing at Wen Qunshu. "Brother Wen, you're not being honest. We've all been telling the truth, and you're just trying to fool us."

"Exactly, Brother Wen, with your looks, there's no way you wouldn't find a girlfriend in college."

Sun Peng shook his head and said.

Wen Qunshu is handsome and refined. Although he is a little tanned from working on construction sites, his features are still quite good. These days, male literary youths are all the rage. If he could recite a few poems, he would almost become the focus of the entire campus.

Wen Qunshu said helplessly, "I was busy reading novels in college when I should have been dating. I didn't even realize when people expressed their feelings for me. I did go on blind dates after graduation, but society is different from college. Plus, I have some flaws myself. To be honest, I have never had a girlfriend."

Wen Chan's pupils contracted, and a look of surprise and uncertainty appeared on her face.

If Wen Qunshu had never been in a romantic relationship, it means he couldn't possibly have a daughter.

Looking at Wen Chan's changing expression, the monk suddenly felt that the scallion chicken in his mouth had lost its flavor.

It's over.

My sister-in-law has never cared about anyone's love life. Could this really be a problem?