Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

At the same time, a white BMW was parked on the side of the road in Qingdao.

The window of the BMW rolled down, and the people inside could just see the farce at the school gate.

"The reporters are here."

In the passenger seat, Zhou Yang lowered his voice and said to the driver: "I saw someone passing by with a camera."

'boom'!

Wen Ziyu punched the steering wheel hard, his handsome face could not hide his anger, and his eyes were blazing with fire as he stared at him: "This is how we can only watch them throw dirty water?"

Zhou Yang turned around and saw him losing his temper. He shook his head and sighed, "What else do you want to do?"

Seeing Wen Ziyu's angry look, he quickly held his hand to save him the trouble of impulsively getting out of the car to find the family: "Young Master Wen, don't mess around. Impulsiveness can't solve any problems! Principal Liang took it all They have nothing to do, and if you rush over and beat them up rashly, it will only bring more trouble to Professor Jiang."

Wen Ziyu's chest rose and fell violently, but he still had some sense left in him, and he moved his hand away expressionlessly: "I know, I'm not that stupid."

"I'm not afraid that you will do it for Qiao Nian..." Halfway through his words, he met Wen Ziyu's eyes and quickly raised his hand with an apologetic look on his face: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned this."

Wen Ziyu took out a pack of cigarettes from the car, poured out two cigarettes, threw one to him, took out a lighter and lit it, lowered his head and took a puff, then leaned back and blew out a thick ring of smoke.

"It's okay, there's nothing I can't mention." The smoke blurred his face, and it was unclear what he was thinking in his eyes.

Zhou Yang glanced at him, pursed his lips, patted him silently on the shoulder, and consoled him with a wry smile: "Brother, it's not a loss for you if you lose to Mr. Ye."

Wen Ziyu looked much more mature. He immediately glared at him, laughed angrily, and punched him back: "I want you to fucking say it."

Ye Wangchuan is not on the same level as them in the circles of the capital city, especially the circles of his generation.

If it were anyone else, Wen Ziyu would still want to compete.

Ye Wangchuan...

Just having this thought in his mind made him feel like he was seeking death, with no chance of winning!

Zhou Yang looked at him sympathetically.

Wen Ziyu took another puff of cigarette, holding the cigarette between his fingertips, and the red cigarette butt was burning. When he saw the reporters interviewing in the rearview mirror, he raised his head and asked Zhou Yang: "You have no other way? I I don’t want Uncle Jiang to be ruined by these people.”

"Uh..." Zhou Yang knew Qiao Nian, but he wasn't familiar with her.

He lowered his eyes and thought seriously for a moment, then put his hand on the man's arm: "Why don't you go find your sister-in-law?"

Wen Ziyu looked at him with a question mark on his face: "Why are you looking for her?"

Zhou Yang shrugged calmly and looked at him: "How many connections do we have just graduated from school? It's too difficult for the two of us to settle this matter! Aunt Wen is a big shot in the press. , if you want to suppress the news or help Boss Qiao, you probably can only go to her and see if Aunt Wen has any good ideas."

Wen Ziyu has never been to his family or Wen Ruxia since he graduated half a year ago.

If Zhou Yang hadn't mentioned Wen Ruxia to him this time, he would have almost forgotten that this relationship existed in his family.

He was unambiguous, turned the car around and ran towards the TV station without saying a word.

*

TV station Wen Ruxia's office.

The assistant knocked on the glass door: "Mr. Wen."