Old Tang smiled slightly, and said lightly: "You have gained a lot of weight!"

This Jin Dong looked down at his stomach, smiled heartily, and then walked to the opposite of Old Tang and sat down.

"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 don't know who he is?"

Jin Dong smiled and said, "You're boring, I don't follow you all day, how do I know who this young man is next to you?"

"He's my son. Old Tang looked at him and said, "Now you know?"

After listening to this, Jin Dong looked at Old Tang, looked at Liang Jian again, and said slowly: "Old Tang, your son is not very similar to you!"

Liang Jian frowned slightly, and at this time, Jin Dong continued: "I heard that your son was just 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 was still the same, but his voice was already a lot colder: "If you make a mistake, you don't need to worry about it, you just need to remember that he is now my Tang Mingguo's son." ”

"Why doesn't that sound right to me, Old Tang!" Jin Dong said as he moved his buttocks, found a comfortable position, and plunged himself into the sofa, and then continued: "Is he your son, what does it have to do with me." ”

"Then whether Jin Ranran is your daughter or not, does it have nothing to do with me?" said Old Tang as he looked at Jin Dong. As soon as Jin Dong heard this, the smile on his face immediately disappeared, his face sank, and he asked, "Old Tang, what do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean? Your daughter has acted in such a big play, don't you know?" Old Tang looked at Jin Dong and asked. Jin Dong's complexion changed slightly and instantly became normal, and he smiled slightly: "I said why did you suddenly come to me today, you used to look down on a self-made person like me the most, it turned out to be for this matter." As he spoke, he looked at Liang Jian and said slowly: "Ran Ran said that there is a man in their unit who has not been to work since the day he joined the company, and it turns out that this person is your son who has just come back!"

Jin Dong's last address to Liang Jian implied mockery. 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. Actually, there are still a lot of things he can't figure out about this whole thing, so he doesn't quite understand the edge behind Lao Tang and this Jin Dong, he only knows that these two people should not have dealt with each other before.

"I'll be fair, although your old Tang is in Beijing, and he is quite powerful, but the basic appearance still has to be done, even if your son goes to the office every day to sit and drink tea, it's better than not going!

Old Tang took over: "Listen to what you mean, it seems that you think I have trampled your face on the ground?"

Jin Dong narrowed his small eyes, and smiled meaningfully: "You can step on my face, it's not ...... anyway"

"Indeed, you have no face in front of me. I stepped on it, do you still want to settle accounts with me?" Old Tang suddenly interrupted him, and his gaze staring at him suddenly became sharp.

Jin Dong's face turned pale, and the hands on both sides of the sofa suddenly clenched into fists. This is not a small insult. As a well-known entrepreneur, Jin Dong is also a well-known figure in Beijing, but he swallowed this breath. After a few seconds, his face returned to normal, and 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'm different from you, I like to be kind, and I pay attention to one in everything, hello, hello, everyone. Take a step back and open the sky, so your old Tang is sometimes too much, and I will pass it as if you are ignorant!"

"What else can you do if you don't go over? You Jin Dazhuang are in this position, how did you come up, I know better than anyone else!" Old Tang said, and in his words, he had changed his address to Jin Dong and became Jin Dazhuang. As soon as Jin Dazhuang on the opposite side heard the word Da Zhuang, he suddenly changed color, his face was cold, and he said to Lao Tang in a deep voice: "Old Tang, I look at the old man's face, this time I don't care about you, but if you dare to call me Jin Dazhuang in the future, then don't blame me for not selling the old man's face!"

Old Tang smiled and said: "The old man is no longer here, and you still sell him face, but it is really affectionate, and it is not in vain that the old man pulled you at that time." It's just that you are so affectionate, why didn't you go to see the old man once when he was seriously ill?"

Jin Dazhuang's face changed slightly, and he immediately changed the topic: "Tang Mingguo, what are you trying to do when you come here this time?

Old Tang replied with a smile: "I don't want to do anything, I just came to introduce my son to you, so that you can remember it for a long time, and in the future, everyone who has something to do with my old Tang, you had better stay away." The other thing is, it's a little boring, so you relieve your boredom, don't you mind?"

When Jin Dazhuang heard this, his face turned pale, and he was so angry that he sat up straight all of a sudden, raised his hand and pointed at Old Tang speechless. Old Tang Dynasty smiled, got up and motioned for Liang Jian to go with him.

Liang Jian immediately stood up and followed Old Tang out. On this trip to the Jinshi Group, Liang Jian seemed to have come to make a vase and put on a show.

However, Lao Tang's domineering still made Liang Jian feel a little emotional in his heart. Jin Dazhuang is the chairman of the Jin Group, and Lao Tang's merciless humiliation is not only his psychological ability, but also 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 thirst for power in his heart.

At this time, Jin Dazhuang shouted behind his back: "You guys stop." ”

Liang Jian's footsteps immediately stopped, but Old Tang walked out without stopping, and it seemed that he didn't hear Jin Dazhuang's voice at all. Liang Jian was stunned for a moment, so he had to follow.

As soon as the door opened, Jin Dazhuang's second cry was also castrated in his throat, and he didn't dare to shout. Liang Jian followed Old Tang out, and many people in the office looked over here.

Liang Jian took two steps faster, shoulder-to-shoulder with Old Tang, and when he walked to the elevator and waited for the elevator, he asked Old Tang softly, "Just like that?"

Old Tang glanced at him and asked, "Then what's the case?"

"Why don't you ask Uncle Hu about it?" Liang Jian asked.

"Do you think it's useful to ask?" asked Don again. Liang Jian was stunned for a moment and immediately came back to his senses. It's that he is stupid, he asked Jin Dazhuang about this matter, and it was in vain to ask. If there is Jin Dazhuang's sake, Jin Dazhuang will not admit it.

Liang Jian suddenly felt that in front of Old Tang, he seemed to have automatically lowered his IQ all along, or rather, he was always too lazy to think more. Obviously, one thing is very simple and easy to think of, but he doesn't bother to think about it.

Maybe it's the kind of inertial thinking that the sky is falling and there is a high top.

When I got downstairs to the Kim Group, the car hadn't arrived yet. Liang Jian followed Lao Tang to stand downstairs of the group, blowing the wind. Suddenly, Old Tang turned his head to look at him and said, "You don't call a car yet, what are you doing in a daze?"

Only then did Liang Jian realize that Tang Yi would not come to pick them up, and asked them to go back by themselves.

Liang Jian hurriedly called a taxi, and a few minutes later, the taxi came, and the two got into the car, and Lao Tang said to the driver: "Go to Lao Tangju." ”

It's an interesting name. Liang Jian subconsciously glanced at Old Tang, Old Tang didn't look at him, but said: "The skills of this old Tang Ju chef are said to have been passed down from the Tang Dynasty, and the dishes he makes are different from ordinary dishes. ”

As soon as Old Tang said this, Liang Jian remembered that they came out to eat this time, and they hadn't eaten yet. He turned his head to look at the glittering Jin's Group Building, and when he thought of the fat man, he suddenly wanted to laugh.

Although I can't understand what Lao Tang means behind this trick that is quite like 'beating his son Lao Tzu out', it is quite enjoyable to watch Lao Tang abuse Jin Dazhuang to turn pale in a few words.

At this time, the driver in front of him suddenly said, "You two are not ordinary people, are they?"

Old Tang smiled, but Liang Jian was a little curious, and the driver said: "People who go to Old Tang's residence are either rich or expensive." Lao Tang Ju only provides fifty tables of dishes a day, and if two people can book them, they must not be ordinary people. ”

Liang Jian didn't expect this old Tang Ju to have such rules, and couldn't help but be curious about this old Tang Ju. Old Tang was interested in the driver, and said, "I didn't expect you to know a lot about this old Tang Ju, master." Not many people in Beijing know about the old Tang Dynasty. ”

"I'm a taxi driver, and although people with status don't take taxis now, after decades of running, it is inevitable that there will be opportunities like today, and I can carry a few distinguished passengers. Distinguished guests get on the bus, like you, chat with me a few words, and more or less you can hear some news that ordinary people don't know. The driver glanced 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?"

"Twenty years in two months!" the taxi driver grinned. Old Tang raised his eyebrows and said, "You can run a taxi in nine years, then you should be a character back then!"

The driver laughed and said: "What kind of character is not a character, it is the quota that the family has to rely on and stuff the money." ”

"Judging by your age, you should be almost fifty years old, right?" asked Old Tang again.

The driver said, "Fifty-three." ”

"That's not too small, it's time to retire. Old Tang said.

"It's still early, work for another two years, now the house price is expensive, work for two more years, save some money for the children to buy a house. The driver smiled innocently.

Old Tang smiled and didn't answer again. However, the driver seemed to have opened the conversation box, and began to talk to Tang about housing prices, extending from Beijing's housing prices to the country's housing prices, talking endlessly, just like an economist giving a lecture on housing prices.

Regardless of whether he was right or wrong, many of his words gave Liang Jian a lot of feelings. He has also been the secretary of the municipal party committee for several years, and he has more contact with housing prices on weekdays. However, it is the first time to hear a common person talk about housing prices so deeply. Liang Jian was fascinated when he heard it.

Before I knew it, the car stopped.