Mr. Flower

Chapter 84 Chapter 83

"Should I ask Sister Sang for a meal?" Tong Xiang threw the big bag directly into the trunk, not curious at all, but also seriously discussing work.

But Yang Yiyue said, "Call Mr. Dayang when you have time..."

"Oh, okay... Mr. Yang gave me the things in the pocket?" After being reminded by Mr. Yang, Tong Xiang came to his senses, went back and opened the pocket to have a look, "Yo, this material is good, pure Handmade coat, for me? I have to kowtow to Mr. Dayang for Chinese New Year this year, will he give you a red envelope?"

"Driver, hurry up and drive..." Yang Yiyue regretted giving him a reminder when he heard him nagging.

"Oh, what I said just now meant that Sister Sang and I had a dinner date, can you go together as a favor?" Tong Xiang really closed the trunk this time, and came to open the door to invite Yang Yiyue into the car.

"Yes." Yang Yiyue agreed, and after thinking about it, "I can't make an appointment for dinner..."

"I know this. Tonight, the third uncle and Uncle Liu will be the hosts. Tomorrow night, Mr. Tan and Mr. Yan will invite us... We are all in a small banquet. So I mean to see if we can do it at noon tomorrow." Ask sister Sang out?" Tong Xiang was very sober.

The reason for inviting the two relatives in front of me to dinner is very simple. These two are smart people, and they never fall to one side. Yesterday, I had a happy meal with Ms. Xue. Please come over to eat this meal. personality.

The two bosses behind are usually good brothers. Their business is good and solid. In the group, they are often suppressed by the relatives of the old Yang family. During the two days when Mr. Yang is flying to Sanya, he must invite Mr. Yang ate his meals openly and without any cover, this was his sincerity.

Both of these things are very important.

"You call yourself. Sister Sang is considered a holiday during this period..." Yang Yiyue got in the car, put on his seat belt, looked at Tong Xiang and said, "Sister Sang is the daughter of Mr. Sang Youfang who I told you about earlier."

"I guessed it, this surname is not common." Driver Tong was heartless immediately after getting into the car, "Mr. Yang, can these people you associate with here be called the Avengers?"

"Vulgar." Mr. Yang's evaluation came quickly and harshly.

"Well, I hate it..." Tong Xiang turned sideways and stared at Yang Yiyue, "I haven't seen you for seven hours, why do I miss you so much?"

Reaching out to grab Tong Xiang's coat collar, Yang Yiyue dragged him in front of him, "You want to kiss me, don't you?"

"Then I won't go around in circles..." Tong Xiang couldn't continue acting by himself, so he pouted and kissed him, but Yang Yiyue turned his head away in disdain, and only kissed his face.Since he didn't fasten his seat belt, Tong Xiang got up and pressed it directly...

Yang Yiyue fastened his seat belt early, and there was no way to hide, so he could only tell himself that he had done evil and could not live.

After he succeeded, he felt that he had ruined the image of his little Mr. Yang, combing his hair and arranging his clothes. After finishing it, he pinched Yang Yiyue's blushing face and said, "I can take care of things. The problem, what you do is easy to cause flames, we can't separate."

"When did you count everything like this?" Yang Yiyue looked at the time and urged him to leave.

Tong Xiang started the car and said: "I like people who count everything, so naturally I have to follow up and learn. Didn't you praise me after reading my college papers? I am confident that I can learn well."

"That's just General Su's deep thinking and actuarial calculations. You wrote it well, but it doesn't mean you can learn it." Speaking of this, Yang Yiyue actually wanted to laugh. His papers were indeed read by him as leisure. I also read a lot of self-criticisms. I have to say that Tong Xiangxiang is good at writing self-criticisms in addition to talking about running trains. His excellent writing style is amazing.

"It's okay to give it a try. Speaking of which, did my mother also release the self-criticism for you to read?" According to Ruyi's personality, this matter should have been done behind her back.So desperate... Doesn't she know that there should be a little mystery between the two of them?

"What review?" Yang Yiyue asked lightly, "There is still such a thing, can I read it?"

Hearing this, Tong Xiang felt that his mother loved him again, so he hurriedly said to another place, "Mr. Yang, do you keep a diary? Show me yours. I let you read all my papers. My blood..."

"Don't write." Yang Yiyue tilted his head to look out the window, and couldn't help laughing, "Keep it all in my heart."

"Then do you have me in the diary in your heart?"

Hearing that the topic was gradually deviating from the main task and starting to have little love and love, Yang Yiyue took the overall situation into consideration and decided to remind the driver to drive properly and prohibit chatting.

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Yang Yiyue meant that it would be fine for him to go in alone and meet the people over there, but Tong Xiang disagreed and said that you go in first and I go in later, and I promise not to let you find out that I went in.

Seeing that Yang Yiyue was aroused by his own words, Tong Xiang felt that Mr. Yang was easy to handle, as long as you knew that his calm face was an illusion.

The place to meet was the famous high-end teahouse street on the edge of the Jinjiang River, and the one with the most low-key decoration was chosen.

Apparently Yang Yiyue wanted to see Tong Xiang during the process and then slapped Tong Xiang in the face. When he went in, Mr. Yang even turned his head to look at Tong Xiang inadvertently.Seeing that he didn't move at all, he went to the door of the tea house.

Tong Xiang asked Mr. Yang why he got on the line with Huang Ting. Mr. Yang's answer was that he and Huang Ting met each other. It is natural for friends to help out. His interest increased.

But Tong Xiang didn't think so, Tong Xiang was more inclined that this was the foreshadowing laid down by Mr. Yang, and he had already planned in his heart about the root problems of the old Yang's family.

In the perception of others, what Mr. Yang did was considered stupid.If you want to avenge your father's merciless revenge for yourself and your mother, you can coax your father well, get the group, and then do it vigorously, and then burn it cleanly. Little by little, he did those things that cut his own father's flesh, so that his father was repeatedly stabbed, and he had to bear his reputation in the group growing day by day.

Anyone who understands this will think him stupid, but Tong Xiang likes him very much.

Of course he can coax his own father to take the position, but he can't do it, he can't bend down, just like he can't save face and do things other than buying flowers when he clearly has a crush on him.

Tong Xiang loves his natural dignity.

The grandfather of the old Yang family started as a village tyrant, with a large family and a thriving population, and they caught up with the reform trend. They dared to fight and kill along the way, and they were surrounded by many small businesses like Zhuojia Winery. Although they each had their own grievances But relying on the Yang family's dominance to mesh with high pressure, although this behemoth is ugly, it is huge in stature, if it is really vigorously burnt, how can there be no eggs under the nest?

Fu Hengyu's family who was taken by chance, Sang Hongmeng's family who was used and discarded, old winery employees who were dismissed because of being dragged down by dislike, the old wine maker who worked hard for himself but didn't know his life or death, etc., they were all abused. A living human being crushed by this hideous behemoth?

In fact, among these people, he was counted among himself.

The scar on the collarbone was only faintly mentioned when he said that it was caused by the old employees of the winery who came to seek justice from grandpa. He didn't hold any grudges or fear at all. Compared with the stress of turning off the lights after being kidnapped They looked different, they were all injuries that fell on Yang Yiyue, Tong Xiang felt that the scar on his collarbone was actually more like a reminder from a long time ago, reminding Yang Yiyue not to forget.

Among the things Yang Yiyue doesn't like to talk about, Tong Xiang can think of the grandfather who started the distillery from shoveling distiller's grains, the remorse and powerlessness of the grandfather, and the morality of doing business that the old man whispered in his ear. Things must have been engraved in Yang Yiyue's heart at a certain moment during those years when he was raised by his grandfather.

This Yang Group is unrighteous, and he must dismantle it, and the people and things involved in it will be coerced, and he will help those who have grievances to clear their grievances, those who are capable will send them straight to Qingyun, and those who have affection will keep them safe. Leaving the cusp of the storm, the promising he must protect himself from being swallowed by the ugliness, everything must be on the best track, so Xiao Yang can feel at ease...

He wants the law of heaven to be clear, he wants the world to be clear, he wants the people he hates to watch the building collapse and be helpless, he wants the people he hates to open their eyes and see what is the right way of heaven, and he never bows his head in a dignified suit. , taking this path full of strange rocks, traps and tricks, step by step, never turning back even in fear...

Such Yang Yiyue, Tong Xiang wants to accompany him on the walk.

The snow and rain outside the car window became denser, Tong Xiang opened the door and got out of the car.

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From the other party's reaction, Yang Yiyue knew that they understood what he meant, and had a breakthrough in where to start to investigate.The other party thanked him, Yang Yiyue nodded, holding the warm glass in both hands, indicating that he would leave later.

After the other party left, Yang Yiyue looked around the small hall, wanting to see if anyone who insisted on following him came in. He scanned the table from left to right, not letting anyone go. Suddenly, his shoulder was patted lightly, Yang Yiyue turned his head, but a familiar voice sounded from the other side, "The other party is more professional than you think, so it's very pleasant to communicate with, isn't it?"

"When did you sit behind us?" Yang Yiyue smiled, feeling that he was specialized in the arts. He looked in the right direction according to the voice and looked back. He saw someone wearing new clothes, which looked better than he imagined.

"To be precise, when you were fiddling with the cup and they explained the money laundering route, they walked over majestically from your left side..." Tong Xiang said and sat opposite Yang Yiyue, "This seat is not well chosen. Next time That seat..." He raised his finger and pointed to the booth in the corner of the entire hall by the Jinjiang River.

Yang Yiyue looked back at the corner, and didn't understand why for a while, so he raised his head and looked at the corner from the entrance, and said to Tong Xiang: "Their camera is facing the entrance from the door, and the wall in that corner is receding obliquely. The one repaired in the future is not in a regular shape, so there is a high possibility that the camera is in a blind spot. There is no one behind it, and it is facing the entrance. It is a good place to observe the audience. Next to it is the window facing the river, and there is a back road. That Is this what you mean by a good seat?"

Tong Xiang's flamboyant acting skills came online, and he nodded and gave Yang Yiyue a thumbs up.

"Understood." Yang Yiyue gave Tong Xiang a smile, which was really interesting, "Then you didn't sit directly behind me when you came in, and waited for our attention to be on the cup before diverting?"

"That's right." Tong Xiang looked at the photography magazine on his desk and said, "At first I sat down next to the bookshelf..."

"Then do you want to go with me now or go first?"

"It stands to reason that one is in front of the other..." Tong Xiang got up and made a gesture of invitation to Yang Yiyue, "However, I was thinking about having dinner with the third uncle and the others. If I leave later, I'm afraid there will be a traffic jam. Give me a face and walk with me?"