"Mr. Tang, since Mr. Tang dismissed your position, those reporters have been looking for you to visit, and I heard that today is Miss Xia's funeral, and they are ready to block you there." Gisno looked at Don Morson with a worried expression.

Tang Mosen didn't panic at all, propped up the bed with his hands, and sat up.

He rubbed his sparse sleepy eyes and moved his neck from side to side.

"So, you came to pick me up before dawn?" Tang Mosen looked like he knew everything.

"Yes, Mr. Tang." Gisno knew that the reporters would be blocking the door, but they certainly wouldn't have known that Don Morson would have entered long in advance.

After all, other people's funerals are not just for any journalist to enter.

In the journalist industry, if you don't understand these rules, you don't have to be this so-called reporter at all, it's not so much a reporter as a paparazzi.

A wealthy family like this will rush to the scene as soon as there is some wind and grass.

But I just want to know more exclusive information than others.

"You wait for me, I'll be fine right away." Tang Mosen sat up from the bed and strode to the bathroom.

Tang Mosen saw himself in the mirror and made up his mind to live well for Xia Yuyang and Xia Sui'an.

He washed his face and sobered himself up with water.

He must always maintain his best condition in order to protect this only home for himself and Xia Yuyang.

Although Tang Mosen was canceled by Old Man Tang, he knew that even if he didn't have Old Man Tang, his own strength was enough to achieve this position.

And what he has to do now is not to let everyone look down on him, and to let Old Man Tang know that even if he Tang Mosen does not have the honor of the grandson of the old man of the Tang family, he will still live a wonderful life.

Tang Mosen changed into a suit, and his slender hands were wearing a tie with ease.

"Gisno, it's okay, let's go." Tang Mosen strode out of the house as he spoke.

"Yes, Mr. Tang." Gisno immediately followed, he knew that Don Morson didn't need his subordinates who couldn't keep up with him, both in terms of work ability and reflexes.

Gisno trotted to his own car, helped Don Morson open the door of the rear car, and thoughtfully put his hand on the door to prevent Don Morson from being hit on the head by the roof of the car.

After Tang Mosen got into the car, he immediately went around and opened the driver's door.

After Ji Snow sat in the driver's seat, he habitually used the rearview mirror to look at Tang Mosen's expression, Ji Snow was used to Tang Mosen's expressionless face, and now Tang Mosen with sunglasses couldn't see his expression.

Ji Snow drove the car to the place of Xia Yuyang's funeral.

When he arrived at the place, Tang Mosen calmly got out of the car.

"You wait for the reporter to come, pretend to be me and go out." Ji Snow suddenly realized, and finally knew why Tang Mosen was wearing the same as himself, it turned out to be because of this.

Tang Mosen had already figured out how to deal with this group of nasty reporters.

After speaking, Don Morson walked in.

When the reporter arrived, Gisno got out of the car according to Don Merson's plan.

Ji Snow's body shape is actually the same as Tang Merson's, but Ji Snow's is slightly shorter than Tang Merson, and slightly thinner than Tang Merson.

Ji Snow has been by Tang Mosen's side for so long, and there is no second person who is more suitable than him in terms of imitating Tang Mosen.

Sure enough, the reporters thought he was Tang Mosen and rushed forward to ask questions.

"Mr. Tang, what do you think of Old Man Tang's dismissal of you?"

"Mr. Tang, may I ask the outside world that you have been addicted to drunkenness since the death of your ex-wife, why are you reinvigorated now?"

"Mr. Tang, may I ask if Xia Sui'an, the child born to your ex-wife, is your biological son? Or are you just nice to your ex-wife because of him? ”

"Mr. Tang, I heard from the outside world that Mr. Tang angrily removed you from his post because you didn't marry Miss Wen, is it true?"

Listening to these slightly mocking questions, Gisno knew why Don Merson would let himself in instead of him.

If Tang Mosen listened, he would definitely be furious and unable to control himself.

In the eyes of Tang Mosen, who didn't care about anything, Xia Yuyang was nothing more than his most fatal breakthrough.

Ji Snow was wearing sunglasses, and the reporters did not seriously compare the difference between him and Tang Mosen, and naturally they couldn't recognize that the person in front of him was not Tang Mosen.

In fact, Ji Snow is not very ugly, on the contrary, he is very delicate.

It's just that compared to Tang Moson, it is slightly inferior.

Gisno didn't deal with these reporters, and once he did, his pretending to be Don Morson would be exposed, and although he heard the reporters' questions harshly, the big picture was important.

These things are not up to a small person like him to decide.

Gisno strode in, only to hear the whispers of a group of reporters behind him who didn't ask about the worth.

"What kind of person, leave without saying a word."

"Heck, forget it, the heirs of future companies like them are like this."

"What kind of company's heir, I think, I guess the company will have nothing to do with him in the future."

"Hey, do you say that Xia Sui'an is his own child?"

"Who knows, it's okay, let's stop talking about it, let's wait."

"yes, when he comes out again, you remember to ask the most important questions, then there will be a good show."

And Ji Sino didn't take these words to heart, he knew that Tang Mosen was a capable person, Tang Mosen was not like those company CEOs who were vain and greedy and lazy to be sons, Tang Mosen had it, they must not have it.

When Gisno entered, the air was filled with sadness and sadness.

He saw Don Morson in the second row and trotted over.

"Done?" Don Moson asked Ji Snow, and there was no trace of emotion in his tone.

"Yes, Mr. Tang, I didn't recognize it." Gisno whispered in Don Moson's ear for fear of exposure.

"Okay, we'll go on later."

"Yes."

It was nine o'clock and the host announced the beginning of the funeral.

"Xia Yuyang, her life is as shimmering and short as a meteor......"

The host told Xia Yuyang's life, and Tang Mosen stood there straight, without saying a word.

Until the end of the host.

People left this sad place one after another, and no one had a smile on their faces.

Only then did Don Morson speak.

"Gisno, you go out." There was sadness in Tang Mosen's tone, which could not be concealed.

"Okay, Mr. Tang." Ji Snow listened to Tang Mosen's words and silently retreated.

As soon as he went out, he was watched by a large number of reporters, and Ji Snoe was a little worried about Tang Mosen's current state, but the most important thing now was to make reporters think that he was Tang Mosen, so as to give Tang Mosen enough time to calm himself.

The rest can only be left to Don Morson himself.