But when he saw Jiangxi Wen appearing next to Cheng Xiaochen, his heart rose up. Thinking of the last time he was at the tennis court, he became even more angry. He wanted to step forward to make things difficult for Jiangxi Wen because he knew that this guy must have not invited him.

In just a few seconds, he changed his mind and asked Jiangxi Wen to come in. It would be better to humiliate him at the doorman later in front of more VIPs and ask him in public.

After reading the invitation from Xiaochen, the waiter stopped Jiangxi Wen very responsibly. Cheng Xiaochen politely told the waiter that Jiangxi Wen was a writer at Xingyun Publishing House and accompanied her, and the waiter let it go.

When Qian Family Cheng saw them coming in, he immediately walked forward, greeted him with a smile, and said, "Xiaochen, you are here, welcome."

"What, my friend, don't you welcome me?" Cheng Xiaochen smiled slightly.

"Of course we welcome..." Qian Jiacheng still kept his self-confident smile, and reached out to him: "Forget about Kevn's last incident, let's make friends."

Jiangxi Wen nodded and reached out to hold it with Qian Jiacheng. In just half a second, he immediately felt something was wrong. The other party's strength suddenly increased several times, obviously wanting to take advantage of the opportunity to shake hands to make himself look ugly.

If you do it first, don't blame me. Jiangxi Wen thought to himself, his face was silent, and his hand suddenly increased. Qian Jiacheng's clenched hands couldn't help but open. He felt a huge force clenching himself tightly, and the pain was unbearable. He wanted to keep smiling, but his smile was even worse than crying. Of course, Cheng Xiaochen saw what they were doing and felt very happy.

Jiangxi Wen was about to continue to work hard when he suddenly heard the host of the cocktail party start to read the list of the meeting, so he let go. Qian Jiacheng knew that this was not the time for an attack, so he hurriedly smiled: "The emcee finished speaking later. I will take you to see my father, please give yourself your own care first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person left. Cheng Xiaochen whispered in a low voice: "Xiwen, he is lucky, otherwise he would have to call him out in public..."

"How come you are so bad-hearted, you witch?" Jiangxi Wen responded habitually. At the same time, he heard the emcee continue to read the list. The president of Huangjiang Publishing House is so face-saving. The leaders of several major publishing houses in China were invited, Fuxing Publishing House and Changhe Publishing House. Later, Gao Dongcheng, the editor-in-chief of PCGame magazine, was also there, which made Jiangxi Wen feel that there was a huge force behind PCGame.

Then some business people said that there were still several business celebrities who had not arrived yet and were waiting for the speech by Qian Ming, president of Huangjiang Publishing House.

After the emcee finished speaking, the self-service cocktail party had already begun. Seeing the so-called upper class people communicating on their own, Jiangxi Wen was very interested and had never had the chance to see such a scene before. Now it is an experience to observe. Whenever Jiangxi Wen goes to a new environment, he usually stays out of it and observes it carefully. This habit may be brought about by writing, or when he was a hacker. In short, this kind of attack can keep Jiangxi Wen calm.

"Xiwen, drink..." Cheng Xiaochen had just left, and soon returned to Jiangxiwen with two cocktails and handed over: "Sidcar. It's sour and bitter, you haven't drunk it before, you can refresh yourself."

"Well..." Jiang Xiwen tilted her head and smiled, "I have never tried it. Today I have gained some knowledge."

His words happened to be heard by Qian Jiacheng who came over. Qian Jiacheng couldn't help laughing at him fiercely, but he did not reveal them because he had a better way to avenge the revenge he had just now.

"Kevnchen, my dad is chatting with a few presidents, we're going later." Qian Jiacheng still had the same smile: "I'll introduce my friends to you first..." As he spoke, he looked at a person who was not tall but thin, with a thin body, "Wei Qiang, this is kevn, this is Xiaochen, all of them are my friends. Xiaochen is the editor-in-chief of Xingyun Publishing House and Mainland Branch."

"Hello. Hello." Wei Qiang was very polite: "I work in Modu Gymnasium. My name is Wei Qiang. Please take care of me in the future."

As he spoke, he reached out to hold Cheng Xiaochen and then held it with Jiangxi Wen: "I heard that Kevn you came back from the United States. It's so enviable. Those of us who can't study can only do sports."

Wei Qiang seemed to be a little complaining about the world. Jiangxi Wen saw that he was quite humble. He seemed not the same type of person as Qian Jiacheng, and he also had some good feelings for him. Just as he was about to reply, he suddenly felt that the other party's hand had added strength. It was obvious that this person's hand strength was several times larger than Qian Jiacheng. With this force, it was like a vise, which was very textured. [To find the latest chapter? Go to]

"Every industry is similar. If you do well in your own industry, you can be great." Jiangxi Wen smiled casually, without using force to let the other party keep increasing his strength: "It's like Wei Qiang, since you work in the gymnasium and are so strong, maybe it's a martial arts team. It's good to practice until now."

Since Wei Qiang did not suffer any external force, his expression was still the same as usual, so Cheng Xiaochen did not notice it. He also thought this guy was good-looking. He heard Jiangxiwen say it directly. She widened her eyes and turned to Wei Qiang, and smiled and said, "Oh, it's like a hidden arrow that hurts people..."

Obviously, Wei Qiang did not have the same thoughts as Qian Jiacheng. After saying this, he immediately became angry and embarrassed. He kept increasing his strength in his hands, and he didn't care about the natural facial expression.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" A waiter passing by with a wine plate noticed something was wrong with Wei Qiang and asked hurriedly. He thought Jiangxi Wen was exerting force, but after a closer look, he found that Jiangxi Wen's palm was completely spread out, but Wei Qiang was holding Jiangxi Wen's hand bones tightly.

"I guess Mr. Wei has eaten his stomach..." Jiangxi Wen smiled and suddenly clenched tightly. Wei Qiang felt pain and couldn't help but relax. Jiangxi Wen took the opportunity to stop and said, "Why don't you go to www.piaotian.com.com" Looking at the waiter's inexplicable eyes, Wei Qiang turned his head to look at Qian Jiacheng again. The other party also had a helpless expression. He suddenly felt embarrassed, glared at Jiangxi Wen fiercely, and turned around and left immediately.

Looking at Wei Qiang's back, Cheng Xiaochen snorted and raised his head proudly. He said, "I deserve it..."

"This Wei Qiang has always been competitive..." Qian Jiacheng laughed dryly and said, "kevnchen, it seems that my dad is fine, let's go there together."

Cheng Xiaochen curled his lips, obviously very reluctant, but seeing that Qian Ming was the purpose of her meeting today, she had to go, Jiangxi Wen deliberately said softly: "Xiaochen. Let's go to see Uncle Qian. There seem to be several presidents and editors over there. Knowing more people will be good for you in the future."

"You are worthy of calling me dad and uncle!" Qian Jiachengdi started nagging again with a careless heart, but his appearance was always done very well. People who don't understand it are easy to be deceived by him.

Cheng Xiaochen was not very adapted to the tone of Jiangxi Wendi for a moment, but he looked at Qian Jiacheng in front of him and said to Jiangxi Wen with a soft voice: "Well, okay, you and my dad always say so much."

Qian Jiacheng saw it and felt so angry. He felt very embarrassed. Although he was not sincere to Cheng Xiaochen, he once thought that Cheng Xiaochen was a native of him sooner or later. Even now, because of his jealousy, this kind of slut is even stronger. So his face changed a little.

Cheng Xiaochen felt very happy when she saw it. She ignored Qian Jiacheng and pulled Jiangxi Wen and walked towards Qian Ming. Qian Jiacheng had to follow him in a few steps.

When it was almost here, Jiangxi Wen let go of Cheng Xiaochen's hand. Cheng Xiaochen turned around and looked at Qian Family Cheng as he was about to come, and hurriedly looked at Jiangxi Wen with a strange look.

"It's ambiguous, not direct..." Jiangxiwen whispered. He only needed to make these publishing friends, Cheng Xiaochen's father's magical friends, feel ambiguous, rather than confirming their relationship. Otherwise, when Lan Xing asks, he will be troubled. Cheng Xiaochen will be troubled too.

"Oh Cheng Xiaochen hurriedly took back his hand. At this moment, Qian Jiacheng walked over and the three of them came to Qian Ming's side.

"Uncle Qian, I'm Xiaochen." Cheng Xiaochen smiled sweetly. She was still very sensible in such a relationship. In the past few years since she opened a branch in the inland, she learned a lot, unlike when she was on Taiwan. The author did not dare to mess with her, so she would always be like a lady when she was unhappy. Now many things are unhappy. She was so embarrassed that she had to let her father know her abilities before she persisted.

"Dad, this is Cheng Xiaochen, Uncle Cheng's daughter."

Qian Ming looked at Cheng Xiaochen with a smile and said, "No, Xiaochen is indeed very beautiful..."

"I will ask Uncle Qian for more care in the future. I am not very familiar with him in the inland area."

"Don't worry, you can just come to me if you have something to do in the future. If you can't find it, ask Jiacheng." Qian Ming's meaning is very obvious, and he hopes that his son and Cheng Xiaochen will get along more.

He never looked at Jiangxi Wen during the whole process. He heard his son mention this kid, but he didn't know that Cheng Xiaochen brought Jiangxi Wen too. Although he had never seen it, he immediately understood that this young man in his early 1.80s was the one who was the son said that American student Kevn did not look as naughty as his son said, and he looked quite capable.

But no matter what, he was a gangster who offended his son. Qian Ming deliberately ignored Jiangxi Wen. He wanted to embarrass the young man. After being embarrassed, he took the initiative to talk to him. Of course, at this time he would show the mind of the president of the big publishing house and be very enthusiastic and polite. He had some means to deal with such a young man.

It’s really a father and son who are united... Jiangxi Wen thought to himself that it seems that Qian Jiacheng’s personality has partially inherited his father, but this person who can become the president of Huangjiang Publishing House will definitely not be more graceful than his son.

Jiangxi Wen knew this and did not intend to speak. If the other party could always treat him as transparent, it wouldn't matter. It depends on whether Qian Ming had such a shame.

Sure enough, Qian Ming couldn't wait for Jiangxi Wen to speak. After he and Cheng Xiaochen politely made a fuss, if Cheng Xiaochen himself introduced Jiangxi Wen, it would be obvious that he had no grace, so he could not cause this situation. After asking Cheng Xiaochen's last sentence, he immediately turned the topic to Jiangxi Wen: "Xiaochen, who is this?"

Seeing that several presidents around were nearby, Qian Jiacheng finally caught the opportunity. As soon as his father asked, he immediately said, "Dad, this is Kevn, I have seen this, and I don't know what it is for. = The novel is first released == We didn't invite him, but he likes to go to such occasions. You can get to know more people who are beyond his class. Xiaochen is his friend, and you can also take him here by the way, and drink some wine he has never drunk..."

His words were in his words, and the voice was loud, attracting several other presidents and editors who chatted privately. Everyone could hear the implication of Qian Jiacheng, saying that Jiangxi Wen was a poor man, and he came here to take Cheng Xiaochen's car and eat and drink.

Zhang Chaofang, the president of Fuxing Publishing House, felt that Jiangxi literature looked familiar. But I can't remember seeing it anywhere. However, it was obvious that this kid offended the eldest son of Qian Mingdi, and there must be no good results. Of course, as the president of the large publishing house, he would not say anything, and there was no need for him to show his favor to Qian Ming in such a matter, which would be a self-destruction.

Ma Yunyang, the president of Changhe Publishing House, and Zhang Chaofang, had the same thought. Faced with such a situation, he only watched the situation. However, a person from a small magazine hurriedly said to please Qian Ming: "What, how can you come without an invitation?"

Then a young writer echoed: "It's not just for Editor Cheng's sake, but Editor Cheng is the one who promotes this kid. Obviously, people like this are very stupid and have not found out about Jiangxi Wen's identity, so they just flatter. Qian Ming looked down on such people very much, but they are willing to be cannon fodder. He is of course happy to take the initiative to test Jiangxi Wen.

"Oh? Do you all know him?" Qian Minggu was stunned.

"Uncle Qian, he is..." Cheng Xiaochen was very angry. But she still held it back. She glanced at Qian Jiacheng and was about to continue talking, but she heard Qian Ming ask: "Hello, it is worth a young man to be ambitious. It is great to have friends like Xiaochen. If you work harder in the future, you will be a friend of Jiacheng. Jiacheng is the most important thing. I don't know which industry you are in. If you intend to develop in the publishing industry, you can communicate with Jiacheng more. Although he is about to start the software industry, he has known many people in the publishing industry with me."

This was said very appropriately, and he easily exposed the impolite words of his son Qian Jiacheng just now, and at the same time expressed his willingness to help someone like Jiangxi Wen. However, he did not say that Jiangxi Wen asked Huangjiang Publishing House for help. Obviously, he raised his identity a lot, but it was unaware of it. If Jiangxi Wen was really a little person, he might indeed feel flattered.

Cheng Xiaochen felt very uncomfortable after hearing Qian Ming's words, but he couldn't find anything to refute. He was anxious and angry and secretly said that why my father had made friends with such a person, it was a virtue of father and son.

"Thank you, Uncle Qian. I have no intention in the publishing industry for the time being. Xiaochen and I know each other because I am the author of Xingyun Publishing House, so..."

"Oh?" Jiangxi Wendi's words surprised Qian Ming slightly. He suddenly felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

Qian Jiacheng still sneered in his heart. He didn't know what kind of rank it was or whether it was a traditional Chinese version on Taiwan. He looked down on Jiangxi even more, and even suspected that his identity as studying in the United States in other places was fake, but he could only speak a few foreign languages. [Read the text version, please go to]*

But just now he deliberately did not mention Kevn's identity as an international student, and said that he didn't know what he did, so it's hard to expose what he is now. After all, only he knew Kevn's identity at the beginning. If the other party was a rogue and refused to admit his conscience, he would be unable to save face.

"Are you Jiangxi Wen?" Zhang Chaofang, president of Fuxing Publishing House, was the first to shout out. When he heard that Jiangxi Wen was an author under Xingyun, he immediately remembered that this young man was the one who announced his identity on TV in order to save his teacher and mobilized book fans to find his bone marrow.

"Yes..." Jiang Xiwen looked innocent: "Do you know me?"

"That's right, uncles and uncles, he is the first sales author of our Nebula Publishing House, so I think he should be qualified to come here. I think there are more and more types of publishing books in the inland. Comics like Xianyun can be so popular. The simplified version of Xianyun novels is completely possible. So I want to introduce him to you. In the future, you can cooperate with Nebula Publishing House and share author resources. The fame and identity of Western languages ​​can become a bridge for cooperation between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait publishing houses, so that our authors on both sides of the Taiwan Strait can produce simple and traditional versions of books easier."

The traditional sales of "Xianyun" in Taiwan and the sales of "Xianyun" comics in mainland China are enough to make all publishers on the venue jealous. Whether they are those who can accept such popular novels or unacceptable traditional presidents, they all hope that there will be such books to make money for the publishers and expand the publisher's book market.

"Jiangxi Wen, I never thought I could see you here. Thanks to Editor Cheng of Xingyun. You are all so young and promising, unlike us who are all old." The second person to speak was Ma Yunyang of Changhe Publishing House.

Jiangxi Wen is very polite, "You are all seniors, and I still need to learn more." Although he doesn't know who the other party is, he is certain that they are big shots in the publishing industry, so it's not bad to know more.

Qian Ming glared at his son who was standing there in a daze, thinking that this guy didn't even understand the details of the other party and was still a student. Even so, based on Qian Ming's sophistication, he immediately said the third time: "It turns out to be Western languages. I really didn't expect it to be my mistake. I should have asked you through Xiaochen and sent you an invitation."

When he spoke, Qian Ming looked apologetic and then introduced: "Let me introduce it. This is Zhang Chaofang, president of Fuxing Publishing House, and this is Ma Yunyang, president of Changhe Publishing House."

"Oh, President Zhang, President Ma, President Qian..." Jiangxiwen seemed very excited: "Today is a grand event. I didn't expect that I would be so honored to meet the presidents of the three major publishing houses in China. I will rely on your help in the future."

"Aren't you kevn?" Qian Jiacheng suddenly said this. It was obvious that all his depression about Jiangxi Wen Ji suddenly broke out and said regardless of the occasion: "Aren't you an international student? Which identity is true? As far as I know, Jiangxi Wen just went to college. Are you a liar?!"

As soon as this was said, everyone present was a little embarrassed and stood there slightly. Of course Qian Ming knew that his son had been fooled, so he immediately blocked his words and said, "Jiacheng, what are you talking nonsense? Why is Xiwen a liar?! Don't joke with uncles and uncles. You kid, you have known Xiwen long ago, and you won't tell me..."

Qian Ming became wise in a hurry. After finally getting back to his words, Jiangxi Wen made his efforts a bunch of bubbles, "Uncle Qian, don't blame Jiacheng. In fact, when I first saw Jiacheng, I lied to him. Since the last time I was exposed on TV, there were often book fans around me. Sometimes some book fans felt that I looked familiar, but I was not sure. I would ask, I used to be very honest, but I always delayed things on the road, and I was also afraid of being asked.

At that time, there were some young people around me. I was not familiar with Jiacheng, so I had to say that I was an international student. However, my English name is kevn, so I really want to forgive Brother Jiacheng."

This reason is very sufficient. No one can forgive me. This explanation made Qian Jiacheng's anger just now appear completely, rather than the joke his father Qian Ming said, which made Qian Jiacheng look too careless. On the contrary, Jiangxi Wen's apology was so high-profile.

Qian Jiacheng is not a stubborn person. He can always endure it and keep playing with Jiangxi Wen, which shows this. Now he has calmed down and said with a smile: "Xiwen, are you kidding, okay, I'll go to the bathroom."

At this time, only by leaving can he get rid of such an awkward situation as quickly as possible.

Cheng Xiaochen was aside, but ignored Qian Jiacheng and started chatting with several other presidents. At least this time she had overcompleted the task. Not only Qian Ming, she met the presidents of two other major publishing houses in China, and also brought her relationship closer. When she talked to her father, she would see if he would play Qian Jiacheng again.

Qian Jiacheng came out of the bathroom and saw Jiangxi Wen and Cheng Xiaochen who were chatting with several presidents from afar. He felt very depressed. He simply went downstairs and planned to drive out and have some breath. The cocktail party officially started half an hour, which was enough for him to take a walk and come back. Those business celebrities would not come early without time.

When I arrived at the parking captain, I got on my BMW and was about to start when I suddenly saw a luxurious Mercedes-Benz driving in. Shangri-La is an international five-star hotel. It is not uncommon for the guests here to own Mercedes-Benz, but most of them are foreign businessmen. They come to China and cannot drive their own cars.

Some businessmen from other provinces would drive to Modu for travel, but these people usually are used to staying in the Modu Hotel, an old five-star hotel. This Mercedes-Benz appeared in the parking lot of Shangri-La, which made Qian Jiacheng feel a little strange. He didn't drive the car and looked through the window. Two men and one woman got out of the car.

It looks like my parents are carrying a son in his early twenties, and my father is the driver in the driver's seat.

Qian Jiacheng felt it looked very familiar, but in just a few seconds. He remembered that this was Zhao Guojiang, president of Shanghai Haicheng Industrial Group, and his wife was Chen Jingfei and his son Zhao Qi.

My father invited them to this party, and their family was going to take advantage of the Spring Festival to travel to Mojiang Province, so he happily agreed.

Zhao Guojiang was a friend of his father Qian Ming in the business world. He was a member of Huangjiang Publishing House. He had interviewed Zhao Guojiang many times. Qian Jiacheng met Zhao Qi a few years ago. At that time, Zhao Qi was still a freshman. He had graduated from college. At that time, he thought that Zhao Qi was a typical second-generation ancestor, with little ability and a big temper.

Qian Jiacheng always felt that he was not the kind of prince and had always used his brains, so he didn't think much of Zhao Qi. If it were in the past, he would have gotten off the car enthusiastically to better establish a good relationship with Zhao Guojiang. It would be beneficial to his future business. Now he is depressed and has no intention of receiving the three of them.

After they left, Qian Jiacheng drove out again, but suddenly heard Zhao Qi shouting: "Okay, I'm caught, I'm actually in this hotel!"

"What's the matter? Good son?" Chen Jingfei has always spoiled the child. When she heard her son shouting, she hurriedly asked.

"Mom, it's that car. After I collided with me, I didn't care and drove away. The villain complained first, which made me stop by the traffic police halfway. If my dad hadn't known the traffic police captain here, my driver's license would have been detained."

"Which car is shown to your mother, record the license plate number, and ask your father to find the traffic police to punish them!" Chen Jingfei was very angry.

"It's the Toyota, which is only more than 200,000 yuan, and it's so arrogant!" Zhao Qi said angrily: "There is a man and a woman inside, but I didn't see clearly."
To be continued...