Laughing, the host always wants to escape

"Okay, please wait a moment." As he said that, the receptionist picked up the internal staff phone and connected Yin Xia.

After a few minutes, the girl turned around and looked at him with a smile, "Okay sir, I have confirmed this. Assistant Yin Xia will come downstairs to pick you up in a while. Please wait."

"Okay." Tang Cuo leaned against the counter beside him and put the lunch box in his hand on the ground.

Soon, Yin Xia hurried over from the stairs beside him, "Master Tang, why are you here in the company?"

He reached out and took the lunch box from Tang Cuo's hand, looking at him with some confusion.

"Nothing? I just feel a little too bored and want to go out for a walk. Where's Mr. Jian?" Tang Cuo raised his foot and followed behind him.

"Mr. Rong is waiting for you in the office." Yin Xia took Tang Cuo and took the president's elevator directly to the top floor.

At the door of the office, Yin Xia raised his hand and knocked on the door, "Master Rong, Young Master Tang is here."

"Come in." A cold voice came through the door.

Yin Xia opened the door and let Tang Cuo enter first.

Looking at the simple black and white decoration in the office, Tang Cuo's eyes twitched. It was indeed his style.

Jian Rong put the file aside and looked up at Tang Cuo, "Why are you here?"

"I'm bored in the villa and have nothing to do, so I came here to bring you lunch." As he said that, he moved the lunch box forward and then placed it on the table.

"The bodyguard at the villa door didn't tell me the news." Jian Rong said calmly.

"They didn't want me to come out, so I knocked them out." Tang Cuo shrugged, "I don't like people looking at me. You know, most people can't stop me."

Yin Xia listened to the conversation between the two and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

As he spoke, Tangcuo took out the food from the lunch box and placed it on the table.

"Today's meal... is it leftovers?" Jian Rong looked at each dish, with only half a box left, and his tone was somewhat helpless.

"Uh...well...I'm here to taste it for you. If you don't eat enough, you won't be able to taste it." Tang Cuo smiled awkwardly.

"you made it yourself?"

"Ah."

Jian Rong picked up the chopsticks and took a few bites. "It tastes good." He looked at Tang Cuo who was expectant. "Why? What do you want?"

Hearing him reveal his thoughts, Tang Cuo did not hide it anymore, "Since you have guessed it, I will not beat around the bush. Mr. Jian, can you take me to see my brother? I am really worried about them."

"can."

"Really?" Tang Cuo was a little surprised. He didn't expect him to be so easy to talk to.

"Well, change the name, I'll think about it."

"Change your name?" Tang Cuo looked at him puzzledly, "Mr. Rong? Mr. Jian? Or Mr. Rong? Which one do you like?"

Hearing these names, Jian Rong's face darkened instantly. He then stood up and walked a little closer to him, "You know which one I want to hear. Call me again."

A huge sense of oppression came over him. Tang Cuo swallowed his saliva and then called out softly, "Brother Rong..."

Hearing the satisfactory address, Jian Rong's face looked better. "Well, sit down for a while. I'll take you there after I finish my work here." He reached out and stroked Tang Cuo's cheek.

"Uh... well, I have something else to ask. Can you give me a cell phone?"

"What do you want a phone for?"

"Of course I contacted people. For example, today, if it weren't for the young lady at the front desk, I couldn't even see you. Many things would be inconvenient for me, and I would be very bored." Tang Cuo shrugged and his tone softened.

"Yin Xia, go and get ready." Jian Rong raised his eyes and glanced at Yin Xia.

"Okay, Master Rong."

Seeing that his task was solved so easily, Tang Cuo became more and more happy. He sat astride the sofa beside him and picked up a magazine to read.

Jian Rong also turned around, returned to his seat and continued to work.

An hour later, Jian Rong closed the file, stood up and picked up the coat beside him, "Let's go."

"Yawn~" Tangcuo stretched, "Okay."

The two took the elevator downstairs, and Yin Xia drove the car to the company's door. Tang Cuo got into the car and then pressed against the car window.

The car moved slowly and headed towards Nanshan Apartment.

"When are you going to release my brother? They weren't actually involved in that incident." Tang Cuo turned his head and looked at him. "You have already taken back all the forces. They won't threaten your position..."

"I know." Jian Rong's tone was calm, but he did not say when he would release them.

Tang Cuo did not ask any further questions and turned his head to look out the window.

At the entrance of Nanshan Apartment, Tang Cuo got out of the car and followed Jian Rong.

At the entrance, more than a dozen bodyguards surrounded the villa tightly, and it seemed very difficult to get out.

"Uncle Rong." The leading man in black bowed and then made way.

"How are they?"

"Just like before, no other actions." The two said a few simple words.

Jian Rong took Tang Cuo in. The entire Nanshan Apartment was bought by Jian Rong, specifically to look after Tang Hong's adopted sons.

The environment inside the apartment was pretty good, and Tang Cuo looked at the surrounding scenery.

"Third brother..." Suddenly, he saw a figure under the tree, and then ran over hurriedly.

"Xiaocuo?" Bai Mian looked at him in disbelief, then pulled him into his arms, "Why are you here? Is it Jian Rong... Are you hurt? Third brother told you a long time ago not to keep him, but you didn't listen..."

"I just didn't expect that my second brother was also involved in this matter." When he said this, Bai Mian's eyes dimmed a little.

"Third brother, don't worry, I'm fine. Although Jian Rong has me locked up, he hasn't done anything to me yet." Tang Cuo leaned on him.

Bai Mian reached out his hand and touched his head. "I heard about father's affairs. Don't be sad. You still have brothers."

"Ah."

Seeing the two of them hugging each other, Jian Rong's eyes immediately darkened. He walked forward and pulled Tang Cuo to his side.

"Jian Rong?" Bai Mian looked at his figure, his eyes becoming more and more fierce.

"Mr. Bai, I have no hatred against you. I hope that after you get out, you won't trip me up. After all, my patience is not very good, and I don't know how long I will keep you locked up next time." Jian Rong said in a cold tone, raising his hand and waving it back.

"Master Rong. What do you want me to do?"

"Find a few people to send the young masters out safely later. Remember, you must ensure their safety." After saying that, Jian Rong took Tang Cuo's hand and left Nanshan Villa.

"What are you doing? I haven't met my other brothers yet, why are you in such a hurry?" Tang Cuo looked at him with confusion.

"Do you and your brother usually communicate like this, hugging each other all the time?"

"Yeah, so what? He is my brother, and we are both men, what's wrong with hugging him?" Tang Cuo looked at his increasingly gloomy face and unconsciously took a step back.