Chapter 423 - 372: On the Way

Wen Meng felt a little disappointed after the movie. She’d been looking forward to Qi Fei’s appearance, and while it was stunning, *Wolf Warrior* was a patriotic and male-centric film. Because of that, aside from the female lead, none of the other female characters really stood out.

That was why Wen Meng had been so excited to see Qi Fei’s character, only to find she had just a few fleeting scenes.

The post-credits scene ended, and the audience began to file out in an orderly fashion.

Wen Meng snuggled up to Wu Yun. "You invested so much money, why didn’t you get more screen time for Feifei?"

Stepping aside for a woman who had stopped to take a call, Wu Yun smiled. "This was just for Qi Fei to test the waters of the industry. You know she’s about to wrap up filming for *Disguiser* in a few days. *That’s* the project that will officially launch her entertainment career."

Seeing the interested look on Wen Meng’s face, Wu Yun continued, "Want to go to the set together to pick her up in a few days?"

Wen Meng hesitated for a moment. "When are we going?"

"Next Thursday! April ninth. You only have one class on Friday anyway. Take the day off! I’ll take you for a ride on my new plane!"

A few people walking ahead of them heard Wu Yun’s flex and turned their heads to see who was talking so big.

To their surprise, it was the young, recently famous billionaire who had been surrounded before the movie. A bold girl laughed, "President Wu, can we get a ride on your private plane too?"

Wu Yun laughed and joked back, "No problem. I’ll run some promotions in the future, and everyone will have a chance!"

Even though she knew it was an empty promise, the girl was still thrilled. "Okay! Then it’s a deal! We’ll be waiting for your giveaway!"

On the way to the elevator, Wu Yun selectively answered questions from a crowd of curious onlookers.

"President Wu, is this the girlfriend you mentioned online? She’s gorgeous!" the same bold girl from before asked, looking at Wen Meng, who had an elegant air as she leaned against Wu Yun.

"Yes, this is her," Wu Yun confirmed openly.

Noticing someone about to take a photo with their phone, Wu Yun stopped them. "To my friend with the phone, please don’t include her in any pictures. I don’t want her exposed to the public eye right now. It would affect her daily life."

The person looked a little embarrassed and apologized before putting their phone away.

Wu Yun mentally accessed his system and sent a command to the filter, blocking all related information from that night. As a result, any Weibo posts or news articles about him and Wen Meng that people tried to publish later were blocked and failed to go live.

When the elevator arrived, the group let Wu Yun go in first. He pressed the button for the second basement level, then had Wen Meng stand in the corner while he stood protectively in front of her.

After the doors closed, the crowded elevator fell silent. No one spoke.

Suddenly, someone farted. It was a high-pitched, squeezed-out squeak.

Instantly, everyone in the elevator burst out laughing.

Wu Yun cracked a joke. "Doesn’t sound like a local, judging by the accent!"

"HAHAHAHA!"

Wu Yun’s joke gave everyone in the elevator a great impression of him. Combined with his youth, he struck them as the most down-to-earth and approachable billionaire they could ever imagine meeting.

To them, it was almost unimaginable that a billionaire like Wu Yun would be out with just his girlfriend, mingling among ordinary people.

In most people’s minds, someone of Wu Yun’s stature should be moving with a large entourage, bodyguards clearing the way.

’If Wu Yun knew what they were thinking, he would have laughed out loud. What a coincidence! Today really was just a coincidence.’

A smile on her face, Wen Meng gazed at Wu Yun’s back. This was one of the things she loved about him—he was humorous and completely uninhibited.

DING!~

The elevator reached the first floor, and half the people got out. As they left, they called out to Wu Yun, jokingly asking him to pull some strings for them in the giveaway.

Wu Yun just smiled and waved as the elevator doors closed.

...

"Miaomiao! Still no car?" Zhang Qiuyue asked, frustrated.

Xie Miao glanced at the DiDi app, which showed they were in a queue with an estimated thirty-minute wait. She was angry, too. "This stupid app! It’s eleven at night, how are there still so many people trying to get a ride? We should have just accepted Li Ping’an’s offer to drive us back!"

Zhang Qiuyue sighed. ’She never wanted to come to one of these mixers again. After meeting Wu Yun, no other guy seemed good enough.’

Just as Zhang Qiuyue was about to speak, she saw a familiar white G63 emerging from the underground parking garage exit. On a sudden impulse, she ran to the roadside and started waving at it.

The G63 pulled to a smooth stop beside her. The window rolled down, revealing Wen Meng’s face—charming and captivating even without a hint of makeup.

"Is something wrong?" Wu Yun had told her about Zhang Qiuyue, so Wen Meng immediately recognized the lovely underclassman.

"We can’t get a ride. Could you possibly give us a lift back to campus? We’ll pay for gas!" Zhang Qiuyue wasn’t shy and stated her request directly.

At that moment, Xie Miao and the other two walked over.

Wen Meng looked at the four of them, then glanced at Wu Yun. He gave her a subtle look, signaling that it was her decision.

Wen Meng thought for a moment. Hearing the car blocked behind them start to honk, she said, "Hop in! It’s on our way!"