After being ridiculed by her for so many years, Mr. Yi knew what she meant. He also faked a smile. "Little Ms. Wen, you're really good at joking."

He looked at the guests around him and said, "Since the boss is here in person, shouldn't today's banquet be her treat?"

Mr. Yi was not short of money and did not want to take advantage of a junior, but he just could not stand Wen Qingyin and wanted to make trouble for her.

Wen Qingyin would never have him get his way.

Her smile remained unchanged. "No problem. Since you're short of money, the company will naturally pay for you, Mr. Yi."

She turned the conflict between Mr. Yi and her into Mr. Yi taking advantage of the company.

Mr. Yi was a director, and he cared about his reputation.

Being humiliated by Wen Qingyin, his face immediately darkened, and he said sarcastically, "You're so sharp-tongued now. Why didn't you voice your opinions when the Board of Directors held a board meeting?"

When Wen Qingyin first became the CEO, she took some time to adapt to her position. But it was five or six years ago, and Mr. Yi was in the wrong, so he began to look into the past.

Wen Qingyin was no longer the little girl from before. She said calmly, "I'm the CEO of Wen's Group. My assistant will pass on the message for me."

She pretended to be slow-witted and said, "Sorry, my bad. You are a shareholder. You can just sit back and get money. It's reasonable that you don't understand my job."

She was mocking Mr. Yi for having no real power, who only knew how to talk nonsense.

Mr. Yi was angered by her and began to make personal attacks. "You're already 27 or 28 this year, aren't you? Rather than being busy with work, why don't you settle your marriage first?"

"I'm experienced. You should listen to my advice."

"This company may not be yours, but as long as you put in enough effort, you'll get the man you want."

He pretended to be concerned.

"What's wrong? The boy of the Cui family hasn't proposed marriage to you yet? You're 27 or 28 years old. Women start to go downhill when they're 30 years old. You'll be worthless by then."

Wen Qingyin was not the only woman present.

The 20-year-old girls covered their mouths and giggled. The 30-year-old ladies acted as if what he said had nothing to do with them.

Those who were a little older had to keep a smile on their faces even if they were unhappy.

The men didn't care about it at all. Wen Qingyin even heard them discussing what was wrong with her and why she wanted to marry that crappy guy of the Cui family.

She thought, "I have good manners." At the thought of that, Wen Qingyin grew less angry.

Her smile became more and more decent. "I really can't compare with you, Mr. Yi."

"Not everyone is capable enough to get a good position before 30 years old. From then on, you don't have to worry about food and clothing. You get your money by doing nothing."

Mr. Yi made his fortune by marrying his wife.

The ugly duckling had not only stolen her heart but also her shares. When she was no longer young and beautiful, he divorced her and married someone else. Now he had a beautiful wife, and he was very happy.

Mr. Yi hated it the most when people mentioned his disgraceful past. His face had already turned livid with anger.

He said angrily, "You need to manage the company..."

"Under my leadership, Wen's Group has been listed as one of the world's top 100 companies for five years in a row. As a shareholder, you know best how well I manage the company, don't you?"

Wen Qingyin really wanted to retort with a few more words. It would be best if she could directly piss him off. But Shu Jiyuan sent her a text message.

Her father, Wen Yuming, was here.

Wen Qingyin didn't want to meet her father, so she turned around and went to the washroom to kill time.

As soon as she left, the guests began to whisper.

One of them said, "Regardless of anything else, Little Ms. Wen is really good at managing a company."

Another person chimed in, "The real estate market was already saturated when Wen's Group entered the real estate market. Many large groups were busy running away. At that time, I even laughed at her. In just a few years, the market value of the Wen's Group must have increased by two hundred times. We can't compare with her vision and courage."

Someone interrupted, "But I heard that it was Mr. Wen who guided her in the dark."

The man who first spoke obviously didn't believe it. "The old man was in charge of the company for decades. If he did help her, the Wen's Group would have been the best in the world long ago."

The third man added, "Could it be her father? I think Wen Yuming is quite reliable."

The man who spoke first was unhappy. "Little Ms. Wen did all the work. She's capable."

The man who interrupted them shook his head. "You must be kidding. Haven't you heard the news?"

Seeing that there was no one around, he lowered his voice and said, "I heard that Little Ms. Wen is going to make Wen's Group pivot. She's doing a happy farmhouse project."

He had got everyone hanging for a long time, but when they got such an unreliable answer, they all rolled their eyes at him.

They thought that Wen Qingyin must be out of her mind to do a happy farmhouse project.

Seeing that no one believed him, the man said anxiously, "Mr. Yi is still here. If you don't believe me, you can ask him."

Although Mr. Yi was there, it wouldn't be long before he left.

Just now, he was so angry with Wen Qingyin that it took him a long time to calm down.

He cursed, "Fuck, she said she couldn't hear me. I said she was fooling me. Which deaf..."

When his daughter, Yi Jing, heard the word "deaf", she immediately shouted to stop him, "Dad!"

Mr. Yi shivered in fear and said grumpily, "What are you shouting for? Are you trying to get me killed on my birthday? Look, what's the use of having a daughter? She can't take any of my advice. She's always helping the outsiders..."

Yi Jing was used to being scolded by her father, so she didn't feel embarrassed.

Just as she was about to say something, she received a text message. Her face changed and she went to the washroom to get Wen Qingyin.

The incense in the washroom was custom-made, and it was said that it could calm people down. Wen Qingyin didn't believe it at all. Now that she had experienced it for herself, she was even more sure that she had spent her money on something useless.

She took out a pack of cigarettes and inexplicably thought of Yan Jinghuai.

There was a tree at the entrance of the headquarters of Wang Defu Clothing Store, which was very thick. When she saw Yan Jinghuai for the second time, he hid behind the tree and smoked three cigarettes at the same time. He looked a little cool, funny, and a little miserable.

She suddenly wanted to give it a try.

She put the cigarette in her mouth and wanted to stuff another cigarette in, but Yi Jing rushed in and said, "Give me one."

Wen Qingyin put away the cigarette, found a new one from the cigarette pack, and handed it to her. "Why aren't you entertaining the guests outside?"

Yi Jing shrugged. "It's boring. It's just a group of people gathering together and bragging."

She was wearing a dark amber sling dress, and her shoulders looked particularly beautiful when she shrugged.

"Your shoulders are so beautiful." Wen Qingyin said, "Your collarbones are also good-looking."

Many people had praised Yi Jing for her looks, but she knew that they were actually praising her father and her family's money.

Wen Qingyin was different. There was no need for her to do that. She really thought Yi Jing was good-looking.

Yi Jing was a little embarrassed. "Thank you. You don't have to comfort me. I know I look like my dad."

"You don't look like him like the only son of your family, Yi Dawei, does." Wen Qingyin was quite vengeful. "It turns out that it's true that an ugly man has ugly descendants. Your mother is really a great woman."

Yi Jing thought to herself, "Ms. Wen is different from ordinary people. She is good at talking." She was smart enough to deal with people, but she failed to understand the underlying meaning of Wen Qingyin's words.

She changed the topic. "Your dad is here."

Wen Qingyin picked up the candle and sniffed it. She looked bored. "That's why I'm hiding. What is he doing outside?"

"He's showing off his novice cane. He said that it was used by a king in Country F, and he spent eight million to get it at an auction."

Yi Jing asked curiously, "Actually, I've long wanted to ask if your father has a crush on Mr. He. Why does your father want everything that Mr. He has?"

She wondered if they were a couple.

Mr. He was the chief financial officer, He Yihong. He was Wen Qingyin's Little Daddy.

Under normal circumstances, Wen Qingyin would have said nice things about him. But now, her Little Daddy, He Yihong, had an ambiguous attitude and was unwilling to take her side, so she made up the rumors about them together.

Wen Qingyin sighed. "The old man told him to restrain himself."

Yi Jing was just joking. She didn't expect to get such a big piece of gossip. She looked around vigilantly and made sure that there was no one around.

"They all said that Mr. He has a crush on Ms. Andy. What did I say? Mr. He is obviously more reliable than your father. Your mother is so smart. If Mr. He really wants to pursue her, she will certainly choose him over your father."

She shook her head. "These rumors are getting more and more ridiculous."

Wen Qingyin nodded. "That's right. Help me spread the news and let the truth come out."

Speaking of He Yihong, she thought of someone and asked, "Where's your father's new wife? Why didn't I see her? Is Mr. Yi trying to date someone new again?"

"No. My new stepmother is very capable. A few days ago, she urged my dad to get a test tube baby. He dotes on her."

Although there were only two of them in the washroom, Yi Jing still lowered her voice. "She's deliberately avoiding you. I think she's too embarrassed to see you."

After hesitating for a moment, Yi Jing said, "She contacted Shu recently. It seems that she wants to go back to work."

Shu Jiyuan didn't mention it. It seemed that it had been dealt with.

The new madam of Mr. Yi used to be the secretary of Wen Qingyin. She was young and very smart. Wen Qingyin had planned to focus on training her to share the burden of Shu Jiyuan, but she didn't expect the young girl to be so ambitious that she had become Mrs. Yi.

Wen Qingyin put down the perfume and said, "You have a good relationship with your new stepmother. You're even okay with sounding out my intentions for her sake."

"I think she's quite capable. I'll do her a favor first." Yi Jing hit Wen Qingyin with her shoulder. "So? What do you think?"

"Your father is my enemy. What identity does she have to come back?" Wen Qingyin put down the candle. "Tell her to give up. I'm Little Ms. Wen, and I won't give others a second chance."

Yi Jing sighed. "What do you think she's thinking? She's your assistant. She's second only to you. She can be both rich and idle."

"Miss Yi, wake up. It's modern days now." Wen Qingyin looked at the time and said, "It's almost time. I'm leaving."

Yi Jing hurriedly stopped her. "Wait a minute. I still have something important to say."

"Is your happy farmhouse project reliable? I think there's something wrong with them recently."

Mr. Yi had always preferred boys to girls. Yi Jing couldn't get in touch with the company's secrets. The "they" she was referring to were not the shareholders of the company, but the young men from rich families in the upper class.

Wen Qingyin couldn't get along well with this group of idle people, but Yi Jing often hung out with them.

Ever since Wen Qingyin became Little Ms. Wen, this group of people either praised her or flattered her to the extent that they almost worshiped her.

This went on until before the New Year when the old man of the Wen family was admitted to the ICU.

The young rich guys' opinions all changed.

They had no contact with Wen Qingyin, so they could only invite other rich people to make up the numbers. They said that Wen Qingyin had bullied people since she was a child. They also said that she had been a bully in the countryside when she was in kindergarten.

Those who didn't know the truth might think that Little Ms. Wen had suffered a lot in the past few months and turned to some great backer for help.

Of course, what those idle young rich people thought didn't matter. What mattered was the attitude of the elders behind them. Yi Jing had limited ability, so she didn't know what Wen Qingyin was going to deal with. But she was smart enough to know that the situation had changed.