Fang Yuan was stunned at first, then excitedly stood up: "Yan Huan, what you just said is true? Is Wen Shi Group really managed by Wen Zhi Jia now?"
Fang Yan Huan felt the pain in her wrist and couldn't help but cry out softly: "Dad, you're hurting me."
"Fang Yuan, what are you doing? You're hurting Yan Huan. Let go quickly," Zhou Wen Jing said anxiously, "Do you know what you're doing?"
"Yan Huan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was too anxious just now." Fang Yuan released his hand and explained, "I didn't mean to. Please forgive me, Dad."
Fang Yan Huan nodded with red eyes: "I know, Dad is just too excited."
"Yes, that's right." Fang Yuan took a deep breath. "Yan Huan, tell Dad, is what you just said true?"
Fang Yan Huan retreated into Zhou Wen Jing's arms: "What I said just now is true, Dad. I can't lie to you about something like this, can I?"
Fang Yuan nodded and sat back on the sofa: "Good, as long as you're sure."
"What exactly do you want to do? You know we've fallen out with Fang Miao Miao, why do you still want me to call her?"
What's more annoying is that Fang Miao Miao blocked all their family's phone numbers and WeChat contacts.
How dare Fang Miao Miao do that?
"You don't understand. Wen Shi Group has been undergoing a major purge recently. I originally wanted to gauge Fang Miao Miao's reaction."
Zhou Wen Jing frowned: "Old Master Wen clearly stated that Wen Zhi Jia is the executive president. Wen Zhi Yan is a thing of the past. Why should we still probe Fang Miao Miao?"
"What do you know?" Fang Yuan glanced at her. "A woman's place is in the home. So what if Wen Zhi Jia takes office? What's most important is a formal appointment letter from Wen Shi."
"That troublesome?" Zhou Wen Jing frowned, her tone displeased. "Anyway, I think Yan Huan is right. Anyone with eyes can see that Old Master Wen favors Wen Zhi Jia the most. It's only natural for Old Master Wen to hand over Wen Shi to Wen Zhi Jia. As for Wen Zhi Yan, what's there to fear? He's just a cripple abandoned by Wen Shi."
"It's just not confirmed yet," Fang Yuan said sheepishly. "It's better if Wen Zhi Jia manages Wen Shi, but if not, we still have to maintain a good relationship with Miao Miao."
"Dad, I know Miao Miao is very important to our family." Fang Yan Huan said with tears in her eyes, "When I return to the film crew, I'll have a good talk with Sister Miao Miao and make her believe us and Mom and Dad again."
"Good child." Zhou Wen Jing hugged her daughter. "Don't torture yourself. If Miao Miao is sarcastic to you, you don't have to humor her. She enjoyed decades of wealth and prosperity in our family. It's already benevolent of me not to ask her to pay back the money. If she dares to bully you, fight back hard. You have Mom and Dad, and Wen Lan, behind you. Don't be afraid, okay?"
"Mom." Fang Yan Huan hugged Zhou Wen Jing back. "Sister Miao Miao is very nice. I will definitely become good sisters with her again, and then Dad can ask whatever news he wants, and Miao Miao will tell us."
"Poor child." Zhou Wen Jing gently wiped away the tears from her eyes.
Fang Yuan looked at the two of them acting as if they had been bullied and didn't know what to say for a moment.
In his memory, Fang Miao Miao had always been obedient and well-behaved. Even when he asked for her betrothal gift, she transferred the entire five million yuan to his account without a word.
Fang Yuan couldn't help but ask, "Yan Huan, how is your relationship with Wen Lan now?"
"Dad." Fang Yan Huan's cheeks flushed, a little shy. "Why did you suddenly bring up this topic? Wen Lan and I are just friends."
"Yan Huan, you know, business is not easy these days."
"Dad?"
"What are you telling the child this for?" Zhou Wen Jing was a little displeased.
"Then tell me, what can I do? Two companies have decided not to renew their contracts with us these days. We need orders, do you understand? Orders?" Fang Yuan snorted coldly. "When I called earlier, I just wanted Fang Miao Miao to ask Wen Zhi Yan to help us, to show some mercy."
"But, Dad, the current person in charge of Wen Shi is Wen Lan's father."
It has nothing to do with Fang Miao Miao.
"Child, you don't understand this." Fang Yuan shook his head. "Businessmen have the most connections. Wen Zhi Yan, through his own efforts, has brought Wen Shi to this position and accumulated countless resources."
As long as they maintain a good relationship with Fang Miao Miao and she can say a few words to Wen Zhi Yan, a little bit of his resources will be enough for them to flourish for several years.
"Wen Lan's father."
Fang Yuan sighed deeply: "I was careless before."
To sever Miao Miao's relationship with them with a mere five million yuan.
But it's okay, Miao Miao is a kind child.
If they talk to Miao Miao more, that child will definitely remember their kindness.
Plus, with Yan Huan here, and Wen Lan.
The rise of their Fang family is just around the corner.
"Dad, why are you looking at me like that?"
Fang Yuan said kindly, "Yan Huan, Wen Lan is a good child. Cherish him, okay?"
"Dad, why are you talking about this?" Fang Yan Huan blinked.
"Your father is experienced. He's eaten more salt than you've eaten rice. Trust your father, and you won't go wrong."
Fang Yan Huan felt Zhou Wen Jing pulling her, so she could only nod, "I, I know."
Fang Yuan's smile widened: "Good child, I knew our Yan Huan was the most obedient. Don't worry, when you marry Wen Lan, I will prepare a generous dowry for you, so you can marry out in a grand manner."
"Dad." Fang Yan Huan lowered her head, and a hint of coldness flashed in her eyes when no one noticed.
Fang Miao Miao, Fang Miao Miao, always Fang Miao Miao. If Fang Miao Miao was so good, why did she kick her out? And called her the scum of the Fang family.
"Alright, Yan Huan's career is just starting. Don't rush about relationships." Zhou Wen Jing's eyes flashed with a hint of heartache. "Besides, Wen Shi is still unstable. We don't need to rush to take sides."
"You're right." Fang Yuan nodded. "What you said makes sense. As for Fang Miao Miao, if we can get along well, let's get along well. If not, then forget it."
"Thank you, Dad. I will get along well with Sister Miao Miao."
After comforting Fang Yuan, Fang Yan Huan returned to her room.
As soon as she entered the room, the gentle and pitiable look on Fang Yan Huan's face disappeared instantly, replaced by annoyance and disdain.
"Fang Miao Miao, why aren't you dead yet?"
Suddenly, the phone vibrated.
Fang Yan Huan picked up her phone, looked at the number, and trembled slightly. She still chose to answer.
From the other end of the phone came a voice that was neither male nor female.
"Fang Yan Huan, long time no see."