Barbara: "..."

Dick: "..."

The two people stood behind Wen, and like Wen, they had a full view of the scene outside the elevator door.

At this moment, their mood was very strange.

Dick is pretty good. After all, he has been with Wen for a while, and he has witnessed with his own eyes how Wen flirted with Bruce. Not only that, Wen also personally told him about the "Dick Grayson" of Wen's parallel world.

Have been in love...

As the saying goes, once makes you familiar again, even if Dick is not a person with high endurance, after so many times, he has gradually become accustomed to Wen's style.

In comparison, Barbara, who finally saw Wen today, was the one whose jaw almost dropped to the ground.

She said to herself that I thought Wen was the type who would drop a bomb lightly and knock everyone off their feet, but I didn't expect that this guess would be proven so quickly!

"..."

"..."

Silence, silence is the most suffocating atmosphere.

The executives didn't dare to speak, and Bruce didn't speak any more. As for Wen—in fact, Wen hadn't quite realized what had just happened. She looked at Bruce innocently, and then at the group of people in suits and ties surrounding Bruce.

of executives.

"Hi," she said hesitantly, took a few steps forward and walked out of the elevator, "Dad, daddy?"

Bruce moved faster than her. With one step, he shortened the distance between Wen and him to zero. Wen quickly opened his arms, and sure enough, a strong hug followed.

"Don't screw up," Bruce whispered in her ear, "act more naturally."

"...Did you hear it?" Wen Ye whispered in Bruce's ear.

"Believe me, there is no way any executive at Wayne Group is deaf."

"...I should have finished my words before I entered the elevator." Wen turned his head and pretended to kiss Bruce's cheek, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you this when I confessed to you, I just felt that this kind of thing

More time is needed.”

"We'll talk about this later." Bruce kissed Wen's cheek back.

He held Wen's shoulders, turned around with Wen, smiled and showed the girl in his arms to everyone: "It seems that I can't hide her anymore. Ladies and gentlemen, meet my precious daughter, Wen."

."

Wen raised his smile at the right time.

Judging from the expressions on the executives' faces, no one thought she was flirting with any of them.

This should have been good news. If this group of people hadn't heard what she said, Wen would have happily thought that his smile practice had produced good results.

However, it now looks more like this group of executives have regarded her as a willful young lady like their own president, Bruce Wayne. She can even mess with her father's ex, and it's no surprise that she smiles charmingly and charmingly.

? This is what she should be like.

…This is not in line with Wen’s design of his own public image!

Unfortunately, regardless of whether she is qualified or not, at least her image has been fixed in the minds of the executives of Wayne Group.

The good news is that Wen found that these senior executives were very friendly and slightly respectful when they came to greet her. She understood what was going on after thinking about it for a moment. It seemed that she already had a good feeling in the hearts of these senior executives.

He has a destructive power that is almost the same as Bruce's, and he is someone who "must be coaxed".

"How do you feel?" Bruce asked in Wen's ear.

"It depends on what you're referring to. If you're referring to my debut as Win Wayne, I have to say I didn't really like it, they looked at me like I was the female version of you," Win said

, "But if you are referring to a group of powerful middle-aged and elderly white people lining up respectfully, waiting to say hello to me, well - to be honest, this feeling is better than I imagined."

It's refreshing and guilt-free, but there's no need to say that there's no guilt.

Although Wen felt that Bruce would know even if she didn't say it.

"Oh." Bruce teased, "I didn't expect that you are still a person who likes power. I really can't tell from your usual behavior. Wen, how would your life be if there was no Alfred in the family?"

"Yes, I lived a very chaotic life when I was living alone. I felt like I was drunk most of the time." Wen said, "Af took care of me in Gotham, and Natasha took care of me in New York.

, Tony also helped a little; Connor took care of me when we were in Iceland...remember to remind me to prepare a gift for Natasha before returning to New York."

"I will prepare a gift for you." Bruce said. He glanced at Wen with a half-smile, "Just wait for me to arrange it for you, right?"

"Yes." Wen said.

Their voices were fast and low, and of course this natural and intimate gesture was noticed by everyone.

The executives exchanged cryptic glances and whispered. Although no one knew where Bruce came from, the resemblance between the two people was undeniable. Just looking at their faces would make them confused.

People are aware of their kinship, not to mention Bruce's attitude is so aboveboard.

Not long ago, Bruce just brought back a young son. Unexpectedly, within a few months, he brought back a daughter.

In the end, is the youngest son more popular with his father, or is it the only daughter that Bruce dotes on more?

Judging from the current situation, it is really hard to tell... But the appearance of this daughter will undoubtedly make the future of Wayne Group more confusing. The good news is that this daughter seems to be easier to fool than Bruce Wayne, and Da

Mian Wayne is too young, and they still have plenty of time to make a choice.

Bruce held Wen in his arms and walked forward: "Since you are here, dear, why don't you come and visit my work."

"Aren't these executives working for you? Isn't your job just a sign?" Wen was led forward by Bruce. She looked at the executives who hurriedly followed them in confusion, "

Why are they following me? Where are you taking me? Are you, are you—are you trying to trick me into working for you!"

"Honey, don't put it in such a bad way, this is an opportunity that many people can't ask for. They will kill for this opportunity." Bruce said, "But they will also kill for a Dutch pancake. Forget it.

, I shouldn’t make this comparison.”

Bruce carried Wen into the conference room, picked up a chair and placed it next to the head seat.

He picked up Wen like a child and put him on the chair. Before he straightened up, he rubbed Wen's short hair and said, "Good boy, please sit here for now."

The executives filed in with tablets and documents and took their seats one after another. The executives sitting closest to Bruce heard Bruce's words, and the word "temporarily" attracted their attention.

Wen saw the senior executives winking at each other.

Do these people really think she is a stupid little girl, so stupid that she cannot understand the look between them?

She may really not understand the company's operations, and she doesn't know which projects are more profitable, which projects are risky, and which projects are just swindling funds, but she also has something good at it - she's as good at identifying the people on the other side as a lie detector.

Has the person lied to her, and what kind of mentality does she have towards her?

If Wayne Group was a small company, it would need an enterprising leader. But Wayne Group is already a large-scale system, and its requirements for a leader are not high.

It doesn't matter even if the leader is still a fool, or like Bruce, who doesn't focus on making money at all, the system will adjust itself and even upgrade itself if necessary.

Wen listened to the report for a while and asked Bruce in a low voice: "Do you want me to work at Wayne Group?"

Bruce replied: "I want you to be president."

The executive who was reporting began to stutter. Not far away, the executive who had just picked up a cup and took a sip of coffee coughed violently. Countless pairs of eyes looked at Bruce with surprise, suspicion, confusion, disgust, curiosity, hatred and joy.

He Wen, of course, aimed more at Wen.

"Is this what you guys planned?!" Wen finally came to his senses, "Did you and Dick discuss it?"

Barbara and Dick had already run away while no one was paying attention. They didn't even exit the elevator door. It was as if they followed Wen into the elevator just to take Wen upstairs.

"I just asked him to arrange his last stop at the group's headquarters. He didn't know anything else." Bruce smiled and spread his hands, "Be happy, Wen, you are about to become one of the top leaders of Wayne Group.

, isn’t this something worth being happy about?”

"...It's not that I'm unhappy." Wen said slowly, "I just think it's too childish when you make such a decision."

"This sentence is not very convincing when it comes from your mouth." Bruce said, no one is continuing to report now, his voice is extremely clear in the silence, "You have always been the one who is the most playful when making decisions.

people."

"I guess it's hereditary." Wen rolled his eyes.

"So? What's your reply?"

"Wait a minute," Wen said suddenly, "you just don't like me going back to New York, right?"

"...That was really part of the reason why I made this decision."

"I can try the New York branch first. If it works," Wen spread his hands, "then I will consider whether to accept your position."

They decided on Wen's career in a few words, and both Bruce and Wen were very calm about it. Bruce coughed and showed an apologetic look to everyone: "Sorry, I disturbed your work.

Please continue."

On the surface, Wen looked at the faces with different expressions around the table, but his hands slowly slid under the table and took out his mobile phone.

She quietly lowered her eyes to look at the phone screen, quickly edited a text message and sent it.

New York, Stark Group Headquarters.

The smart butler's voice was calm: "You received a text message from Wen, sir."

Tony lifted the protective mask on his face and raised his hand to move in the air. The translucent projection screen was suspended in front of him. Tony quickly ignored all the fancy emoticons.

"I'm going to be the boss of the Wayne branch in New York. I have a real job for the first time in my life, and I'm a little happy! Is there any cooperation project between our two companies? Is there any inside information?

Can you give it to me? If you want inside information, I can tell you too!"

Tony raised his eyebrows.

Wen's second message came.

"It's okay, don't feel any psychological pressure! Dad said it doesn't matter how much money I lose!"
Chapter completed!