121 Tangmen children

Although it was widely publicized, Xu Qing did not exaggerate or exaggerate. He completely expressed it one by one according to what happened. During this period, he focused on the auction at the charity dinner and introduced how much power this auction has contributed to the charity in Nanjing. Of course, at the instructions of An Mengtang and Zheng Guoxu In the news report, Xu Qing still spent most of the time on a man, a man who was blind and smiling all night.

In the villa left by Chen Xuanyu, Chen Fei and Wu Yong sat on the sofa in the living room and watched the news being broadcast on the wall TV. Chen Fei smiled bitterly and said, "Wu Yong, it seems that the old man An Mengtang is really going to cultivate Xiao Chen vigorously, and even let him be on the news."

"Brother Fei, what should we do in the future? Why don't you argue with him?" Wu Yong turned his head and looked at his master and wondered.

"Fight? Fight for what? Strive to die? Can you have a little brain? How much manpower and material resources do we have? How many is An Mengtang? In the future, if you want to talk like his mother, just go back to your hometown. The young man, who was sulking and had nowhere to vent, was about to point the finger at his iron follower.

"Brother Fei, have a glass of water." Wu Yong smiled flatteringly and handed a glass of ice water to the man, hoping that his flattery could make his master calm down his anger.

Because the school is going to hold the autumn sports meeting, Ye Chengwen has been staying at home for the past two days. The homework assigned by the teacher really made him uninterested. Although his sister told him in every way, Ye Chengwen still obeyed. While his sister went out, he quickly turned on an old-fashioned color TV at home. Originally, he wanted to watch movies or people and I didn't expect that when the TV box was just opened, a man who drank beer with me a few days ago appeared in front of me. I was suddenly surprised. Can that guy still be on TV? Then I heard the female hostess who presided over the news say seriously, "Everyone is familiar with Mr. An Mengtang. He is one of our biggest philanthropists in Nanjing and even Jiangsu. According to our reporter, Mr. An Meng Tang held another charity dinner at eight o'clock last night and raised funds for the charity in Nanjing. The donation is 17 million yuan. In addition, according to a special report from our reporter, the charity dinner held by Mr. An Mengtang will be his last charity dinner.

"A rich man is a rich man, and he can get tens of millions casually." Ye Chengwen said with some interest, "But why is this lens always given to Xiao Chen?"

Ye Chengwen's question was quickly answered.

"Mr. An Mengtang accepted a young man as his adopted son at the dinner party. According to Mr. An Mengtang himself, this young man's name is Xiao Chen, and he will inherit his charitable path in the future."

The camera zoomed in instantly, giving Xiao Chen a close-up, wearing a brand-new suit and a bright smile that is harmless.

"It seems that I used to underestimate this guy."

Ye Chengwen smiled bitterly, turned off the TV, returned to his study, picked up his disgusting math textbook and began to study complex equations and three-dimensional geometry.

Yang Lingjiang can never forget the great humiliation he suffered at the dinner party. What is it that just a dog from An Meng and Tang Xin dares to be so arrogant to himself? After being rejected by the beard, Yang Lingjiang spent the night in the bar. He originally wanted to find a lonely young woman or ignorant girl to go to the hotel to have a happy, but for some reason, he had successfully seduced him, but he lost interest first.

When I got home in the morning and ignored anyone, I got into my bedroom and slept with my head covered. It was past seven o'clock in the evening when I woke up. He got up and went downstairs and wanted to find something to eat in the kitchen, but he found that his father was sitting quietly in the living room, with a majestic face and motionless.

"Dad." Yang Lingjiang looked at the middle-aged man and said hello.

A middle-aged man in his fifties is in his fifties, wearing a white coat, a black round hat, and a crutch in both hands. He is Yang Jiezhi, Yang Lingjiang's father, and the chairman of Nanjing Zhengming Group.

After hearing Yang Lingjiang's greeting, the old man turned around slightly, with a deep face and said, "Sit down."

In Nanjing, Yang Lingjiang is not afraid, but he is only afraid of this father, perhaps because he has been used to being beaten since he was a child. After hearing his father's order, Yang Lingjiang had to sit down honestly.

"I heard that you offended An Meng Tang Xin's adopted son for a woman at a charity dinner last night?" Yang Jiezhi didn't want to beat around the bush in front of her son and asked directly.

Yang Lingjiang knew his father's temper. It's okay to make mistakes, and lying is absolutely unforgivable. Now he honestly told his father the scene that happened at the dinner.

"Very good, very good, really for a woman, Ling Jiang, you are getting more and more promising." The old man sneered.

Yang Lingjiang lowered his head and was not ready to refute at all. He knew that his father was angry and it was over.

After a long time, the old man slowly stood up and said softly, "Although our Yang family is not as powerful as An Meng Tang in Nanjing, his dog is really bullying too much. My Yang Jiezhi's son has his own discipline."

Although the old man said this calmly, no one can question the weight of the old man's words.

Protecting shortcomings has always been one of the fine traditions of the Chinese people, and Yang Jiezhi is no exception.

I don't know why Yang Lingjiang always feels that it's not good this time. It seems that his father's performance is too excessive and seems to be uneasy about the future situation.

On the same day, Tang Ping said goodbye to Tang Wu after simply cleaning up at the Xuanwu Hotel and really left Nanjing.

"Leizi, I'm going back to Sichuan. Please do something before I leave. The situation in Nanjing is getting more and more complicated. You have to take good care of my fourth sister." At Nanjing Airport, Tang Ping looked at Lei Zi who came to see him off and smiled gently.

"It seems to have changed." Lei Zi smiled thoughtfully.

"Some things are too persistent and may not be good, so it still needs to be changed when it is time to change. Besides, I have promised the fourth sister." Tang Ping smiled vaguely, turned to the ticket gate and got on the flight to Chengdu.

In the noisy airport, Lei Zi looked at the direction of Tang Ping's disappearance and smiled and muttered, "It seems that they are still sisters and brothers. They are all children of the Tang family."

Tang Wu originally wanted to see him off, but Tang Ping refused, saying that there were too many things to deal with in Xuanwu Hotel, and the woman was not too persistent. Staying in his office, Tang Wu has been thinking about what Tang Ping chatted with him last night. Occasionally, a gentle smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. His tenth brother is too shrewd, and his mind is sometimes too narrow. Because Tang Chen's broken arm, he can frame Xiao Chen in every way, which also proves that his younger brother has Emotional intelligence that is unmatched by others.

Tang Ping left, and Tang Wu felt a little lonely.

There was a saying in Tangmen, "The children of Tangmen are unparalleled in the world."

What about Tangjiabao today? Everything has long been a matter of people.