Rebirth of the Celebrity Business Woman

Office of the Chairman of the Tang family.

Tang Lingzheng expressionlessly walked past the secretaries who were running short jobs, knocked on the desks of a few people, and the few who were frightened almost jumped up, leaving behind a sentence of "no running runs during working hours".

Those secretaries patted their chests with lingering fears. Really, the grand prince’s momentum is getting stronger and stronger, but I don’t know what’s wrong. It has been especially cold these days. According to the little secretary next to the prince, he cried and complained. , The past few days is almost like a big iceberg, and the heads of the department can hit the ship and knock with the iceberg at every turn. That really hurts vitality!

Zhao Xun bowed to meet Tang Lingzheng, "Major, are you looking for the general manager for something?"

Looking at Tang Dashao’s handsome face, which is becoming more and more indifferent but enough to make the heartbeat of some small employees, he silently bared his teeth. In fact, he thought, maybe he might know the reason why the prince has been too cold recently, um, In fact, it was just because... I lost 50 million... Really, it's not the first time that the crown prince lost to Miss Yun, so why didn't he learn a lesson! Obviously knowing that playing with Miss Yun basically has no chance of gaining the upper hand, but he just likes to go on the bar, hey, isn't it a loss?

Although he thought so in his heart, Zhao Xun's face was indeed dripping and he looked very sincere.

Tang Lingzheng had already seen through the special assistant next to his father, the black person, and he snorted, "Well, look for him. You can help me and ask him if he is free."

After Tang Zhiqian returned from a trip with his family, he returned to the Tang family again, but many things have gradually been transferred to his son. It is obvious to others that this is paving the way for Tang Dashao.

Zhao Xun went to inquire Tang Zhiqian, and after obtaining the permitted answer, he respectfully led Tang Lingzheng in with his hand, and he couldn't help but think of Tang Jingyun, who had never lost, and couldn't help pursing her lips and laughing in her heart, um, just now He seemed to see the prince holding the invitation card in his hand, don't he know what's the matter?

Tang Zhiqian raised his head from the file, looked at his increasingly calm son, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "What is the wind today that blows our young master Tang Da?"

When Tang Lingzheng saw his father's raised eyebrows and smiled, he inexplicably thought of Tang Jingyun's raised eyebrows and laughed badly. Isn't it **** good? ! ! Look at the radian of the raised angle, look at the angle of the person, **** it! No way, I just want to punch someone when I see it!

He grinds his teeth, "Nothing, I just want to ask my father for help."

"Help? What help? Could it be that my son doesn't have enough pocket money and wants to beg for his father? You say, how much do you want, just speak up!" Tang Zhiqian signed his name on the document with a big stroke, and then kindly Looking at his son, he looks like a good Chinese father, of course, if you ignore the joke in his eyes.

Tang Zhiqian was happy that his son was too precocious and independent, and he didn't respect his father too much. Since this kid was able to manage his finances independently when he became an adult, he has never asked for pocket money from his father. This has always been his regret. Seeing other people's son scatter around in order to get 10,000 yuan of extra pocket money, indescribably envious. Is there a chance today?

Tang Lingzheng took a deep breath and kept reminding himself in his heart that this is my father, my father, my father, and my father... Then he threw the invitation in his hand onto Tang Zhiqian's table with a "slap" , Gritted his teeth and said, "This is the day when the Tang family holds a banquet once every three years. You can send the invitation to Tang Jingyun by yourself!"

Tang Zhiqian glanced at his son, without even looking at the invitation. "You go to send it. Where is Lao Tzu holding a banquet, but he personally sent the invitation to an unfilial girl? As a son of man, shouldn't you do it for you? ?"

Tang Lingzheng sneered, "Excuse me, father, I don't have pocket money for your son anymore, and I don't even have the playing fee!"

Isn't it because he lost to Tang Jingyun while gambling money? He didn't care about the money at all. Compared with the funds that Tang had prepared when he switched to the gaming industry, the money lost is not even a fraction! But his father was happy for many days, as if he had never been planted in the hands of his daughter!

That's why Tang Lingzheng used Tang Zhiqian's words to stop him.

But obviously, Tang Lingzheng underestimated the shamelessness of Tang Zhiqian, and only heard Tang Zhiqian laugh, "It's simple, I'll give you one hundred, um, no, two hundred, you can get a taxi and drive directly to Tang Jingyun."

Tang Lingzheng now has an urge to lift the table! Beat you up! Your whole family played it!

He snorted coldly, "Send it by yourself!" Then wisely turned around and left, leaving the dumbfounded Daddy Tang with a noble and glamorous back.

Tang Zhiqian was dumbfounded and shouted at the door, "Tang Lingzheng! You unfilial son! Why did I give birth to a son like you! Give me back! Is there anyone who raised you like this to the father?"

Tang Lingzheng has opened the door, turned around and said expressionlessly, "It's money that raised me, it's up to you!"

As he said, the door was closed with a "bang", and the little secretaries who probed at the door coldly swept past them, and their hearts trembled as they swept, and then they walked out swayingly, and they seemed to be in a good mood. .

Well, it's really good, I feel really refreshed to see Tang Zhiqian slumped. Of course, he was more looking forward to Tang Zhiqian's appearance in Tang Jingyun's hands.

Outside, I "accidentally" listened to Zhao Xun in the corner, with an elegant expression on his face and a wild smile in his heart. Now his boss can't eat anymore!

And those little secretaries who don't know the inside story can't help but derive all kinds of speculations in their hearts. Could it be that what kind of grievances are they? Could it be that the son complained that his father only had money in his heart, and never knew how to care about his life? The father thinks his son is not filial? Will it involve the issue of inheriting the Tang family...

In fact, it was just a "quarrel" between the father and the son.

Tang Zhiqian looked at the invitation on the table and sighed. This unfilial son knows how to treat him like this! Who doesn't know how difficult it is for him to see Tang Jingyun, and the most important thing is that he is always run on. With this package, he really has a headache when he sees his own daughter!

Tang Jingyun's table case was how that invitation was posted at the end. The process was not for outsiders. Tang Zhiqian could only wipe a handful of bitter tears secretly, which was really sad. But the ending is always good, and in the end it is in the hands of the people who should be there.

Tang Jingyun looked at the invitation in her hand, rubbed it lightly, nostalgia flashed in her heart. This is a big banquet of the Tang family once every three years. In fact, it can be regarded as a certain standard for measuring a person in Kyoto. Those who cannot receive invitations, and those upstarts, who are gradually coming up in Kyoto with great potential, will also receive them.

It can be said that this invitation can see the ups and downs of so many families and people in Kyoto.

And this piece of paper can be said to be very particular. The dark red paper represents a festive but not deep, rubbing texture, with fine lines. The word "Tang" can be seen looming in the light of the light. There are a total of three hundred and sixty-five Tang printed on it, each written differently.

Don't ask why Tang Jingyun knew it, because she used to be the head of the Tang family and planned such a party herself, so she was deeply impressed with every detail.

Tang Jingyun has always been arrogant, and has always been proud of the Tang family’s blood flowing in her bones. This pride is reflected in the details of the Tang family. Not every family can be like the Tang family, as if those elegant ones Retaining those complicated and graceful are deeply carved in the bones, and they have been circulated and preserved for a long time.

The Tang family is an aristocratic family. Although it seems to be a merchant heirloom, it has never been just a merchant family. It is also a place where many Kyoto respect the Tang family.

Rubbing the invitation with her fingers, she couldn't help but sighed softly. Tang Jingyun felt that she and the Tang family had always had an unspeakable relationship.

Looking at the words on the invitation, Tang Jingyun could tell that it was Tang Lingzheng at a glance, she couldn't help raising her eyebrows, but as far as she knew, it was turned from Tang Zhiqian's hand, and she touched her chin. She intuitively felt that there was a story in it. ".

The address is a hotel, not a traditional Tang house. She has the illusion, as if it was changed specifically for her, because she once said that she would never step into the Tang house again in this life, and she also I haven't been in it yet.

She closed the invitation, she was still on the table, and then she received it in the drawer again, out of sight and out of mind.

Tang Jingyun couldn't help but think of some things in her previous life, the flourishing Tang family for a time, the banquet that made countless celebrities craze like a banquet, gathering for three years, one after another for three years, accumulating one after another. Another family has eliminated many failures. She couldn't help thinking of the first time she planned this kind of banquet. It seemed that Tang Zhiqian personally took her to do it. At that time, he wrote and kindly taught her how to do these things. It seemed very pleased. .

In the years that followed, there was no Tang Zhiqian, no Tang Lingzheng, and no other people in the Tang family. She watched the noisy banquet alone.

Shaking her head, Tang Jingyun came back to her senses. She hadn't thought about those things about the Tang family in her previous life for a long time. She was reluctant to mention it. This time, if it weren't for this invitation, she wouldn't be able to draw these memories out. .

Some things are not unwilling, but when you touch them, you feel very sour and sad.

At this moment, her mobile phone rang, frowned and answered the phone.

The voice of the person on the phone hurriedly, "Sister-in-law, I am Tao Mingkang, something has happened, Bo Xiao fought with others, and got angry and stabbed them!"