As early as half a month ago, traffic control and martial law had been implemented within a five-mile radius of Zilin Villa.
Purple Forest Villa is actually not the most expensive and high-end villa in Jinling City, but this situation has gradually changed in the past two years.
So here.
It is the residence of Tang Master Tang Xuantian of Jinling and President of Xuantian Group.
If you asked a local on the street who Tang Xuantian was two years ago, probably no one would have heard of this name.
But now if you ask on the street, almost no one knows about Tang Xuantian.
After all, as the leading enterprise in the country, the establishment of Xuantian Group not only made the residents of Jinling City proud, Xuantian Group also made a significant contribution to local development.
Xuantian Group has undoubtedly reached the top level in the country through measures such as promoting employment scale, employee benefits, social welfare, and charitable donations, including donating to schools and cultivating talents.
..."These cars are all heading to Zilin Villa?"
"There are at least hundreds of luxury cars here. Is there anywhere to park when you drive in?"
"You didn't know this. As early as half a month ago, the traffic routes here were re-planned. I heard that the land in this entire area was purchased by Xuantian Group."
"How heroic..." Countless people were talking at the intersection.
Although road traffic control prevents them from entering the infield, it's nice to stand here and watch the excitement.
There were even reporters, carrying cameras and other equipment, who seemed to want to go in, but were stopped by Wei family guards in suits.
"Hello, we are reporters from Jinling TV. We heard that Mr. Tang Xuantian, the president of Xuantian Group, is planning to rebuild the Jinling Tang family today, so we want to go in and interview him."
A beautiful female reporter wearing a women's suit and wavy hair said while holding up her press card hanging around her neck.
"Interview?"
The guard was stunned for a moment: "I've never heard of an interview. Do you have an appointment or an invitation letter?"
"Ahem, we haven't contacted Mr. Tang yet."
The female reporter was a little embarrassed, but she still said proudly: "But we are the official reporters of Jinling local TV station. If Mr. Tang knows about it, he will definitely be happy."
The guard looked at the female reporter with a strange look and shook his head: "Sorry, you can't go in without an appointment or an invitation."
The female reporter frowned: "Can't you really be accommodating?"
"Excuse me."
The guard shook his head again: "This is a rule, no one can enter..." Before he could finish his words, at this moment, at the entrance not far from here, a young man and woman walked in. These two people were lovers.
Dressed simply, compared to the luxury convoys around them, they seemed embarrassed when they arrived on foot.
Many people looked over with strange eyes.
The burly Zhang Heng blushed a little and whispered: "Man Yue, do you think if we come over, will it embarrass Old Tang?"
"Probably not."
He Manyue also felt a little guilty and said weakly: "I think Tang Ming is quite easy-going. He helped us get Su Yurou's concert album before, and this time he even sent us an invitation letter."
"Zhang Heng, don't think too much. Tang Ming has such a strong relationship with you, and he is not the kind of person who loves vanity."
Zhang Heng twisted his head in embarrassment: "I, I'm just afraid of embarrassing you. I can't even afford a car, so I can only take you here on foot."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
He Manyue reached out and pinched the soft flesh of Zhang Heng's waist, her eyebrows raised: "Zhang Heng, if you continue to talk nonsense, I will get angry."
Zhang Heng grinned in pain: "Hiss, it hurts, it hurts, I was wrong about Manyue, so many people are watching..." He Manyue glared at him: "Look at how dare you talk nonsense, I'm really
How could someone who loves Muxi people be with you in the first place?"
"Ahem, I was wrong."
Zhang Heng grinned and took the initiative to hold He Manyue's little hand: "Let's go, today is a good day for Old Tang. I'll make him a few glasses of wine later."
After the two left.
On the press team side, a man wearing glasses was immediately dissatisfied: "Hey, look at those two people, they are obviously idlers, how come they can get in?"
The guard said indifferently: "I have an invitation letter."
"It's nothing fancy. It's not just a business gathering, it's like a high-level government gathering."
The monkey man was a little arrogant: "You see clearly, we are professional reporters from the TV station, and no one else can ask us to do interviews."
"In order to come here, we specially promoted several young entrepreneurs, all of whom are cutting-edge talents who have returned from overseas."
"You go and notify Tang Xuantian now. Maybe he will come to receive us in person."
The pretty female reporter also said: "That's right, go and notify Mr. Tang now, he will definitely be willing to let us interview."
The commotion here is a little loud.
In front, a tall, tall and handsome young man wearing the uniform of the Military Weapons Administration came over.
"What's going on?"
Li Qingfeng strode over, glanced at the reporters, and then turned his attention to the guards.
When the guard saw him arriving, he breathed a sigh of relief and said helplessly: "Captain Li, these people have no appointment and no invitation letter. They insist on going in for an interview, and they asked me to report Mr. Tang directly..." "Interview?"
Li Qingfeng frowned slightly, looked at several reporters and shook his head: "Sorry, there will be no interviews at today's banquet."
"Who are you? If you say you don't have it, then you don't have it?"
The thin monkey man sneered: "I think you are big news. Tang Xuantian is just an entrepreneur. Why are there people from the Military and Weapons Administration here to maintain order?"
As soon as these words came out, many people around him were stunned.
In fact, they were also very confused.
As the thin monkey man said, the Military and Weapon Administration would not interfere too much in local affairs. Tang Xuantian was a social entrepreneur. Logically speaking, no one from the Military and Weapon Administration would come to maintain order.
"Hello, I would like to take the liberty of interviewing you."
The pretty female reporter's eyes lit up and she quickly handed over the microphone.
As a reporter, she has a keen sense of news. Her colleague's unintentional remarks just now made her think of how to create hot spots.
"Did you receive an order from your superiors to come over to attend the Xuantian Group's banquet?"
"According to Chinese regulations, the Military and Weapons Administration cannot participate in local management. Is there anything wrong with you closing the road section here?"
"Including half a month ago, the Transportation Department controlled traffic here. Ordinary vehicles could not drive here at all, which caused great inconvenience to Jinling citizens. I would like to ask you what is the intention of this move?"
"I'm guessing, do you, or your superiors, have a good personal relationship with Tang Xuantian..." The female reporter spoke very fast, with several sharp words coming out in an instant.
And the content of the questions is very inductive.
Intentionally or unintentionally, it guides the subconscious mind such as bribery and collusion, which is very topical.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
"Click..." The thin monkey man raised his camera and took pictures of Li Qingfeng. The colleagues next to him also turned on their cameras and microphones.
They didn't care at all about Li Qingfeng's cold gaze.