Volume 1: Whose Family Has a Young Man Growing Up! Chapter 147: The Tang Family of Hate Mountain Prison!

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  In a spacious and luxurious conference room, a group of people gathered together, some sitting or lying down, drinking and chatting.

  These people include men and women. There are those who dress extravagantly, clearly successful individuals at the top of society's pyramid, as well as low-key students wearing expensive tortoiseshell glasses but dressed in Nike or Adidas outfits that cost only a few hundred yuan.

  A few women, however, were vying with each other in elegance, wearing limited-edition Cucci or Chanel dresses and coats, applying Dior perfume and Mer moisturizer, with elegant postures and refined speech, clearly well-educated ladies from good families.

  Women will never be unkind to themselves, even when going out to buy two bunches of Chinese cabbage, they must dress up.

  "What's going on? Are we still waiting? Life is short, let's enjoy ourselves in time, friends!" A chubby guy with a meaty body sank into the sofa, holding a high-footed cup filled with red wine, gently shaking it to dilute the alcohol with air.

  "Rice worm, you're just having a good time in this place, eating and drinking, waiting for death to come. You can come and go as you please, but we can't. I specially came back from Yangcheng, if I don't see the boss, then this trip is wasted?" A short man with a wine cup said with a smile, chatting with two young women.

  "Alas, it's true. Compared to physical appearance, the beauties of the South can't match those from the North in terms of height and leg length. In terms of temperament, they lack the lively charm of Jiangnan beauties. And in terms of technique, they're not as open-minded and passionate as the girls from Chu and Xiang... Tsk tsk, Old Mouse Brother, as the number one ladies' man of our Nan University back then, your life now must be unbearably miserable?"

  "This remark is a bit off. Let me tell you, the beauties of the South are no worse than those from any other place. The world isn't lacking in beauty, but rather lacks eyes to discover that beauty - at least, on your body, it's hard to find. Of course, all beauties become weeds and wildflowers when they stand before our will." Old Mouse said with a sly smile.

  "How can you talk like that? Are we not beauties?"

  "It's just that what we have may not necessarily be permanent."

  The two women chatting with him immediately turned hostile, one of them almost couldn't help but pour wine on him - if he didn't have an old dad who was the director of the logistics department in a certain military region in the south.

  The man called 'mouse' by the fatty immediately surrendered and said with a smile: "In my eyes, wildflowers are the most beautiful flowers. Otherwise, why do people always say that home flowers are not as fragrant as wildflowers? Isn't that right?"

  The two women then turned their anger into joy and were no longer angry.

  In this circle, who doesn't prepare a few masks and who can't act?

  A man wearing glasses sat alone near the window drinking, not participating in others' conversations, with a stern face, out of place among others.

  A thick and sturdy door with a leather-trimmed border was pushed open, and a man wearing a black suit with a white shirt walked in. He looked around the room, smiled and said, "Everyone arrived quite early."

  When they saw Lu Junzhuo walking into the house, the women's eyes couldn't help but light up.

  A girl who was just chatting with a mouse poured a glass of red wine and brought it over, saying in a soft voice: "Lu Shao, you've finally arrived. I haven't seen you for some time. At the North戴河 gathering last time, I called you so many times but you didn't answer. It broke my heart."

  Lu Junzhuo took over after thanking and said, "Beidaihe is a place where old men and women go for recuperation. What's the fun in going there? If we choose Macau or Europe for our next gathering, I'd be willing to die accompanying beautiful people."

  Lu Junzhuo had two habits: one was loving wine and having a fondness for fine wines, the other was loving to gamble and being fond of big bets.

  Macau has the world's largest casino group and Europe produces the world's most famous wine. So, these are all his favorite places.

  "Alright, then next time we'll go to Europe." Another round-faced girl walked over with a wine glass. "I bought a small vineyard in the Médoc region of France and planted a few hectares of grapevines. When the time comes, you can come over and taste the wine I brewed myself."

  "The farmer, mountain spring, a few acres of fields." Lu Junzhuo praised. "Xinyue is getting more and more rustic and simple."

  "Hundreds of years ago, which family didn't have farmers among their ancestors?" Xinyue said with a smile. Seeing that his winery had caught Lu Junzhuo's attention, he was still very pleased in his heart.

  Lu Jia's third young master, the 'Cold-faced King' in their eyes. The girls present more or less had some feelings for him.

  Some people like his family background, some people like his appearance.

  Having such a handsome man pinned under me is still quite exciting.

  Miller, who was less than 1.7 meters tall but weighed over 200 pounds, struggled to get up from the sofa, holding a glass of wine and came over to clink glasses with Lu Junzhuo, saying: "Lu Shao, what's the theme of this Red Eagle gathering? You have to give us some hint, we've been waiting for so long, at least give us something to think about."

  "Let me introduce a new friend to you." Lu Junzhuo smiled calmly.

  "Hmm, new member? Which side are you from?" Old Mouse Pang also came over.

  "Weeds without roots." Lu Junzhuo said with a cold smile. "Can't find their origin."

  "Oh?" Miller looked at Lu Junzhuo in surprise and said: "Then how did you pass the audit? We don't want to be brothers with weeds."

  "It's not me who reviewed it. It was the director who reviewed it." Upon hearing this question, Lu Junzhuo's face became even darker.

  "Is this the chairman?" The mouse sneered. "Is the chairman opening the back door? When auditing us, they were so picky, but now it's all changed? Hasn't even been three years yet?"

  "Who knows?" Lu Junzhuo shrugged and said, "You guys need to be mentally prepared. He's not only a member of the Red Eagle, but also possibly our vice president."

  Everyone stared at Lu Junzhuo in shock, thinking that either he was talking nonsense or Su Shan had gone mad.

  She wants to push a grass root into the position of deputy director? How is this possible?

  There is class everywhere, even if many people are unwilling to admit it. The friends of the thousands and hundreds of rich people are the millions of rich people, while the billions of rich people have another circle.

  There are about twenty people present, for example, the son of a ministerial-level official must have a sense of superiority in front of the children of departmental officials. Even if they all have a uniform title called "official second generation" in the eyes of ordinary people.

  "I don't think so," Miller said with a cold smile.

  "I don't believe it either." Pang Ze said with a sarcastic smile. "But I'm really curious, what kind of excuse will she use to push him up - after all, she has to convince us."

  Hongying now has only two chairmen, one chairman and one vice-chairman. The chairman is Su Shan, who is also the founder of Hongying. The vice-chairman is Lu Junzhuo, whose identity and background are quite convincing.

  But since the new deputy director is a drifter, what kind of reason and excuse will Su Shan use to push him up?

  Besides, with a new deputy director coming in, it's only natural that they would steal the spotlight and resources from Lu Junzhuo. More importantly, everyone knows about Lu Junzhuo's pursuit of Su Shan. With Su Shan strongly promoting this newcomer, how could Lu Junzhuo possibly be happy?

  What Tang Chong didn't know was that the women present, who seemed to be on Lu Junzhuo's side, were actually secretly cheering for him, hoping he would defeat Lu Junzhuo and overthrow Su Shan - only then could they smoothly take over Lu Junzhuo.

  Is there anything more venomous than women in this world?

  "We are not willing either," said Xinyue with a stern expression. "We will conduct a full-member review vote. If the votes do not exceed half, there is reason to refuse his entry."

  The door of the room was pushed open again, and Su Shan, with black hair and white dress, walked in and asked aloud: "Who is not convinced?"

  No one answered.

  Everyone is not afraid of offending Su Shan, but rather does not want to be the first one to offend Su Shan.

  They were aware of the environment early on, and they knew the reason why the bird that sticks its head out gets shot. Everyone present was dissatisfied with Su Shan's behavior of pushing a nobody to be the deputy director. However, if you were the first one to stand up and oppose it, then Su Shan would concentrate all his resentment towards everyone onto you alone.

  They don't like to lose out and even more dislike being taken advantage of by others.

  That's psychology, it's everywhere in human society.

  "I don't seem to be very popular." Tang Chong turned around and said to Su Shan.

  "'Mice' don't care what kind of people their friends are, 'tigers' must care if their friends are the same as them." Su Shan explained, also giving the people in front of him a step down. "They are elites, so they have stricter requirements for their partners."

  "Chairman, won't you introduce us?" Miller looked up and down at Tang Chong, but was speaking to Su Shan.

  "Tang Zhong." Su Shan said. "Tang of Tang Zong Song Zu's Tang, heavy of weight's heavy-"

  Su Shan looked at Tang Chong with a sideways glance and asked: "Is this how you introduce yourself?"

  "That's right." Táng Zhòng smiled and nodded. "Actually, there is another sentence behind it. It's not the repetition of 'zhòng'. I don't like doing repetitive things. Nor do I like repeating the same thing over and over again."

  Tang Shao looked a bit unfamiliar. Pang Ye smiled and said, "Which side are you from?"

  That's asking about one's origin and background. The most important thing for Tang is to introduce himself.

  "West," T'ang Chzh said.

  "West?" Pang Hui thought for a moment and said: "Yang's house?"

  "No."

  "Li's family?"

  "No."

  "Lu Shang's family's son-in-law seems to be surnamed Tang-"

  "That has nothing to do with me," said Tang Zhong. "I am from the Tang family. The Tang family of Hate Mountain Prison."

  Everyone looked at Su Shan with strange expressions.

  The Tang family of Hen Mountain Prison? Never heard of it.

  Only a few can be called 'home'.

  "Alas." Tang Chong sighed. He said to Su Shan, "I knew this would be tough. Do you have any way to persuade them to accept me? If you say I'm a talented and versatile person, they might not believe it, right?"

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