At dinner time, in the lobby of the Mingdu Hotel, the golden and elegant crystal chandeliers exude a soft light, and in a circle of sofas in the waiting area, three men and one woman obviously seem to be waiting for someone.

TANG FEIHAO AND YE LANG SAT SIDE BY SIDE, THE FORMER MAINTAINED A RELUCTANT SMILE ON HIS FACE, IF YOU LOOK CLOSELY, THERE IS A SLIGHT BITTERNESS AND EMBARRASSMENT IN THE SMILE, WHILE THE LATTER LOOKS INDIFFERENT, JUST BURYING HIS HEAD IN TINKERING WITH THE GAME ON THE IPAD, ACCIDENTALLY PICKING UP THE WATER CUP ON THE COFFEE TABLE, AND LEISURELY TASTING IT.

Opposite them, the man was about thirty years old, slightly thin, handsome, and calm. , The woman on his left, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a pure white high-necked shirt, a black tight skirt, long hair coiled into a delicate bun, a gorgeous appearance, and an elegant temperament.

Man Song Ke, the son of the head of the Song family, the second in line, the woman Tang Can, the second daughter of the head of the Tang family, and Tang Feihao's sister, the two officially married two years ago, and also announced the strong alliance of the Song family and the Tang family, the two top families in Kyoto.

"Tang Ershao, this Murong Zi is such a big shelf, he said that the time is almost up and there is no one in sight, will he have the intention to release our pigeons?" AFTER FINISHING THE GAME, YE LANG PUT DOWN THE IPAD, HIS EYES SWEPT OVER THE SONG KE AND HIS WIFE SITTING OPPOSITE, AND THEN LOOKED AT TANG FEIHAO, FROWNED, AND HIS TONE WAS EXTREMELY UNHAPPY.

What kind of identity is Ye Lang, that is the third young master of the dignified Ye family, he has never been in the habit of waiting for others, even if he has done the next three indiscriminate things, then the other party has to beg him for compensation, as for whether to give or not, it depends on Ye Lang's mood, it is expected that it is more appropriate to say compensation, charity.

Tang Feihao's eyes flowed with a very faint disdain and disgust, I really wanted to strangle the brainless young master in front of me, I didn't know that I was in big trouble, I really thought that I was the "crown prince" and no one dared to touch you.

Murong Zi said clearly on the phone, he will come with Jiang Dahao tonight, for Murong Zi, although Tang Feihao also feels pressure, he still has a little bit of certainty, after all, Murong Zi's identity is there, and he is a celebrity in the Kyoto circle, and the possibility of breaking the rules in the circle is almost zero, since the matter has not developed to the worst step, it is nothing more than to pay some benefits to settle it.

But now with Jiang Dahao's involvement, the situation is completely different, this man's thinking and action can never be measured with common sense, the so-called rules in the circle are simply fictitious for this man, to be honest, for this man, Tang Feihao is quite afraid in his heart, so he specially invited his sister and brother-in-law to come to press the formation, Song Ke is a person in the system, and he is already a deputy department-level cadre at the age of thirty-one, and the third generation of the Song family focuses on training objects, and is recognized as a leader in the entire Kyoto circle, and Tang Can, twenty-eight years old, is in the position of director of a central enterprise。

"Ye Shao, be patient, don't talk nonsense later, otherwise you will really annoy Murong Zi, and things will be a big trouble. At this time, Tang Feihao also had to say more heavily, on the one hand, he was expressing his attitude in front of his sister and brother-in-law, and on the other hand, he was also afraid that Ye Lang, who was lacking in brain, would say something indiscriminate, which would likely completely anger Jiang Dahao.

Ye Lang pursed his lips and snorted a little dissatisfied, not very convinced, but for the sake of these three people being the children of the Song and Tang families, he didn't think much about it, turned around, and shouted at the two black-clothed men standing in the distance: "Hey, bring me a glass of orange juice." ”

One of the men in black sprang into action.

Song Ke and Tang Can didn't say a word from beginning to end, just sat quietly, occasionally taking a sip of tea, and seemed to be very well cultivated, or it can also be understood that they didn't want to spend a little bit of money with a spoiled young master of the family like Ye Lang.

At six o'clock, a red-hot Bentley stopped at the door of the meal.

Song Ke was the first to see the woman who got off the negative driver's seat, and immediately glanced at Tang Can beside him, got up to greet him, Tang Can was almost synchronized with her husband, very tacit, Tang Feihao pulled up Ye Lang, who was a little reluctant, and also followed.

Murong Zi glanced at the four Song Ke who were waiting at the door of the hotel, because they had already known the other party's lineup on the phone before, there was no surprise at this time, and after Jiang Dahao got down from the driver's seat and handed the key to the little brother in the car, the two walked side by side.

"Zi'er, long time no see. Song Ke smiled and stretched out his palm to Murong Zi, as if they were meeting between friends.

In the circle of Kyoto, those young masters and young ladies of the top families are quite familiar with each other, and they will not put any shelves on each other, there is no need at all, everyone knows the roots, Murong Zi is the lady of the sky in the business world of Kyoto, Song Ke is a political star, and among the younger generations of major families, the two are the same leaders.

"Director Song, hello. Murong Zi stretched out her hand and accosted the other party, and said lightly, if it were in normal times, Murong Zi would definitely not be so indifferent, and she would not call the other party's official title, but today, she is here to ask for an explanation, and her attitude must be clearly presented.

"This should be Mr. Jiang, look up for a long time. Song Ke didn't care about Murong Zi's indifference, and his eyes fell on Jiang Dahao's body.

Regarding the name "Jiang Dahao", Song Ke has heard a little recently, and he has also heard about many deeds of the former, he has never been masked before, and he met for the first time at this time, to be honest, the young man in front of him, his evaluation in his heart is not high, at most he is in his early twenties, his temperament is idle, there is a hint of uninhibited at the corner of his mouth, although a casual dress cannot be said to be lost, but it is quite incompatible with the specifications and grades of five-star hotel dining, of course, in the eyes of those who are officials, without the word "steady", it will always be looked down upon.

"Director Song, hello. Jiang Dahao called "Director Song" with the flow, reached out and shook Song Ke at will, and the more his eyes looked back, he swept the faces of Tang Feihao and Ye Lang, and then withdrew it.

Actually, he hates hypocrisy and politeness in officialdom, but now after all, he is a person in Murong Zi's circle, and Song Ke is obviously the role of an intermediary, and it is always a little inappropriate to lose the most basic etiquette.

Then, Song Ke's wife, Tang Can took the initiative to say hello, and after that, Tang Feihao also stepped forward stubbornly, without reaching out to shake each other, just nodding to Murong Zi with a smile: "Zi'er." ”

Murong Zi didn't even look at him, and said to Song Ke and his wife: "Director Song, Director Tang, let's go in." ”

Song Ke and Tang Can glanced at each other, and both raised their eyebrows slightly, and immediately, Song Ke showed a warm smile again, let go of half of his body, and stretched out his hand very gentlemanly: "Zi'er, Mr. Jiang, please inside." ”