Old Tang smiled slightly and said calmly: "You have gained a lot of weight!"
Director Jin looked down at his belly, smiled heartily, and then walked to sit opposite Old Tang. Shumilou
"Who is this?" Jin Dong turned his head to look at Liang Jian and asked with a smile. Old Tang replied: "Don't pretend, you still don't know who he is?"
Jin Dong smiled and said: "You are boring now. I'm not following you all day long. How do I know who this young man next to you is?"
"He is my son." Old Tang looked at him and said, "Do you know now?"
After listening to this, Director Jin looked at Old Tang, then at Liang Jian, and said slowly: "Old Tang, your son doesn't look much like you!"
Liang Jian frowned slightly. At this time, Jin Dong continued: "I heard that your son has just been recognized. Don't be mistaken, right? After all, after so many years, anything can happen!
"
Old Tang narrowed his eyes slightly, the smile on his face remained the same, but his voice was much colder: "I don't need you to worry about whether I got it right or not. You just need to remember that he is now my son, Tang Mingguo."
"This doesn't sound right to me, Old Tang!" Jin Dong said, moving his buttocks, finding a comfortable position, sinking himself into the sofa, and then continued: "Is he your son?
, what does it have to do with me."
"Then it doesn't matter whether Jin Ranran is your daughter or me?" Old Tang looked at Jin Dong and said. As soon as Jin Dong heard this, the smile on his face disappeared immediately, his face sank, and he asked: "Old Tang
, what do you mean?"
"What do you mean? Don't you know that your daughter has acted in such a big drama?" Old Tang looked at Jin Dong and asked. Jin Dong's expression changed slightly and then became normal instantly. He smiled slightly and said: "I said
Why did you suddenly come to see me today? You used to look down on people like me who are self-made, so it turns out it was because of this." As he said that, he looked at Liang Jian and said slowly: "Ran Ran said that there is someone in their unit.
The man has never been to work since the day he joined the company. It turns out that this man is your newly recognized son!"
The last name that Director Jin called Liang Jian was implicitly mocking. Liang Jian was worried that Old Tang would be angry, so he took a look and found that his expression was quite calm, so he breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, he still had a lot of things to say about this whole thing.
I can't figure it out, so I don't quite understand the cleverness behind Old Tang and Director Jin. I just know that these two people should not have dealt with them before.
"To be fair, although you, Old Tang, are quite powerful in Beijing, you still have to do the basics. Even if your son goes to the office to sit and drink tea every day, it is better than not going at all! He
If you don’t even show your face, wouldn’t that put a lot of people’s faces on the ground?” Dong Jin looked at Old Tang and asked with a smile: “Old Tang, do you think so?”
Old Tang took over: "From what you said, it seems that you think I have trampled your face to the ground?"
Jin Dong narrowed his small eyes and smiled meaningfully: "You can step on my face, but it's not..."
"Indeed, you have no face to speak of in front of me. I stepped on it, do you still want to settle a score with me?" Old Tang suddenly interrupted him, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.
Jin Dong's face turned pale, and his hands on both sides of the sofa clenched into fists. These words were no small insult. As a well-known entrepreneur, Jin Dong was also a prominent figure in Beijing, but he
After swallowing this breath, his expression returned to normal within a few seconds, a smile appeared on his face again, and he said to Old Tang: "You, Old Tang, don't buy my face, but I still have to give you some face."
.I am different from you. I like to be harmonious, and I always pay attention to one thing: hello, me, hello, everyone. Take a step back and the world is brighter, so sometimes you, Old Tang, go too far, so I just treat it as if you are ignorant and let it go!"
"What else can you do if you don't go over? How did you, Jin Dazhuang, get to where you are now? I know better than anyone else!" Old Tang said, having changed his name for Jin Dazhuang in his words, and became Jin Dazhuang.
As soon as Jin Dazhuang heard the word Dazhuang, his color suddenly changed, his face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice to Old Tang: "Old Tang, for the sake of the old man, I won't argue with you this time, but if
If you dare to call me Jin Dazhuang again in the future, then don’t blame me for not selling my face!"
Old Tang laughed and said: "The old man is no longer here, and you still sell him face. You are really affectionate and loyal, and it is not in vain that the old man helped you. But, you are so affectionate and loyal, why is the old man sick?
During that period of serious illness, you never visited him once?"
Jin Dazhuang's expression changed slightly, and he immediately changed the topic: "Tang Mingguo, what do you want to do here this time? Are you just here to quarrel with me?"
Old Tang smiled and replied: "I didn't want to do anything. I just came to introduce my son to you so that you can remember it. In the future, you'd better stay away from anyone who has anything to do with me, Old Tang. Besides, it's a bit boring.
Do you mind if you want to relieve your boredom?"
When Jin Dazhuang heard this, his face turned pale, and he sat upright in anger. He raised his finger and pointed at Old Tang and was speechless. Old Tang smiled at him, stood up and motioned to Liang Jian to go with him.
Liang Jian immediately stood up and followed Old Tang out. During this trip to the Jin Group, Liang Jian seemed to have come to make a vase and show off.
However, Old Tang's domineering attitude still made Liang Jian somewhat emotional. Jin Dazhuang is the chairman of the Jin Group. For Old Tang to be able to humiliate him so mercilessly, in addition to his mental ability, his own strength is also an important key.
Sure enough, strength is the key to supporting a person's momentum.
Liang Jian looked at Old Tang's back, and couldn't help but feel a little desire for power in his heart.
At this time, Jin Dazhuang shouted from behind: "You guys stop."
Liang Jian's footsteps immediately stopped, but Old Tang walked out without stopping, seemingly not hearing Jin Dazhuang's voice at all. Liang Jian was stunned and had no choice but to follow.
As soon as the door opened, Jin Dazhuang's second shout was also castrated in his throat, and he did not dare to shout any more. Liang Jian followed Old Tang out, and many people in the office looked this way.
Liang Jian took two steps forward and was shoulder to shoulder with Old Tang. When he walked to the elevator and waited for the elevator, he asked Old Tang softly: "Are you leaving like this?"
Old Tang glanced at him and asked, "What else?"
"Don't you ask about Uncle Hu?" Liang Jian asked.
"Do you think it's useful to ask?" Old Tang asked again. Liang Jian was stunned for a moment and immediately came back to his senses. He was stupid. Asking Jin Dazhuang about this matter was in vain. If it was because of Jin Dazhuang, Jin Dazhuang
Nor will he admit it.
Liang Jian suddenly felt that in front of Old Tang, he seemed to have been automatically lowering his IQ, or that he was always too lazy to think more. It was obvious that one thing was very simple and easy to think of, but he was too lazy to
to think.
Maybe this is the kind of inertial thinking that if the sky falls, there will be a higher one.
When they arrived downstairs at the Jin Group, the car hadn't arrived yet. Liang Jian followed Lao Tang and stood downstairs at the group, blowing the wind. Suddenly, Old Tang turned to look at him and said, "Why don't you call for a car?
?”
Only then did Liang Jian realize that Tang Yi would not come to pick them up and asked them to go back on their own.
Liang Jian quickly called a taxi. A few minutes later, the taxi arrived. The two got in the car. Old Tang said to the driver: "Go to Old Tang Ju."
The name is interesting. Liang Jian glanced at Old Tang subconsciously. Old Tang didn't look at him, but said: "The skills of Chef Lao Tangju are said to have been passed down from the Tang Dynasty, and the dishes he cooks are different from ordinary dishes."
Same."
When Old Tang said this, Liang Jian then remembered that they had come out to eat this time, and they hadn't eaten yet. He turned around to look at the glittering Jin Group building, and thinking of the fat man, suddenly
I want to laugh a little.
Although I don't understand the meaning behind Lao Tang's trick of "beating his son and I will come out", it is quite satisfying to watch Lao Tang torture Jin Dazhuang until his face turned pale with just a few words.
At this time, the driver in front suddenly said: "Are you two ordinary people?"
Old Tang smiled, but Liang Jian was a little curious. The driver added: "People who go to Old Tang Ju are either rich or noble. Old Tang Ju only provides fifty tables of food a day. If two people can order it, they must not be ordinary people."
Liang Jian didn't expect that Old Tang Ju had such rules, so he couldn't help but become curious about Old Tang Ju. But Old Tang became interested in the driver and said, "I didn't expect that Master, you know quite a lot about Old Tang Ju."
.Not many people in Beijing know about Lao Tangju."
"I am a taxi driver. Although no one with status now takes a taxi, after decades of driving, it is inevitable that there will be opportunities like today, where I can pick up a few distinguished guests. When distinguished guests get in the car, like you
, chat with me for a few words, and you can more or less hear some news that ordinary people don't know." The driver looked up at the rearview mirror and smiled at Old Tang.
Old Tang also smiled and asked, "How many years have you been running a taxi?"
"It will be twenty years in two months!" the taxi driver grinned. Old Tang raised his eyebrows and said: "You can run a taxi in ninety years, so you must have been a figure back then!"
The driver chuckled and said, "You are not a real person. I just got the quota through my family's connections and money."
"Looking at your age, you should be almost fifty, right?" Old Tang asked again.
The driver said: "Fifty-three."
"You're not young anymore, it's time to retire," Old Tang said.
"It's still early. I'll work for another two years. Nowadays, housing prices are expensive. I'll work for two more years and save some money to buy a house for my children." The driver smiled honestly.
Old Tang smiled and didn't answer any more. However, the driver seemed to have opened up a chatterbox and started talking to Old Tang about housing prices, ranging from housing prices in Beijing to housing prices across the country. He talked endlessly.
It's like an economist giving a lecture on housing prices.
Regardless of whether what he said was right or wrong, many of his words left a lot of impressions on Liang Jian. He had also served as secretary of the municipal party committee for several years, and he had more contact with housing prices.
But this was the first time to hear a common man talk about housing prices in such an in-depth manner. Liang Jian was entranced.