Super-rich: Spending money is just a job!

The next day, Xiaomeng led her people to observe the production team on set, discussing what shots needed to be added and what type of material needed to be collected that day.

Before she could hear more than two sentences, she heard someone on a dragon boat on the river waving to her.

Xiaomeng didn't notice anyone calling her at first; it was her assistant, Sister Zhang, who noticed.

Upon hearing this, Xiaomeng looked into the distance and, lo and behold, there was the radiant Tang Gongzi, skipping work again to go out and have fun. Poor thing for his workplace.

Hey, it's really good to be rich. Other people work for years and end up looking like they're stuck in a rut, either balding or having a big belly. But this young master Tang's job seems different from everyone else's; he's still in such great shape. I bet he leaves all the tedious paperwork to his assistant, and he spends his free time working out and taking care of his health.

Today, he seemed to be adapting to local customs; his white t-shirt was half-wet, paired with a silver necklace. He rowed the boat with great speed, his muscle lines appearing and disappearing. Among the group of middle-aged and young rowers, he blended in quite well.

Then look at their village's dragon boat, what a beautiful golden and red dragon boat, with all kinds of flags on board.

Some elderly people watching the spectacle recognized the dragon boats from the flags on their boats; they were from a neighboring village.

Before Young Master Tang even reached the shore, his assistant Haozi quickly ran over to report for duty. Haozi dragged a suitcase and carried a bag, along with a pile of equipment. There were spare carbon fiber oars, vests with the team's name on them, clean spare clothes and shoes, hats and glasses, energy drinks to replenish fluids, bananas to stave off hunger, and so on.

He found Xiaomeng, breathed a sigh of relief, and plopped down on the ground. He seemed very tired, saying he had run there and searched for quite a while.

Xiaomeng's assistant quickly handed him a small stool and bottled water. Haozi accepted them happily and thanked her repeatedly.

Xiaomeng saw that he was carrying a lot of things and looked tired, so she asked him why he didn't bring more people with him.

Haozi said that it is a special period now, and his boss cannot bring too many assistants when he goes out, so he only brought him as his assistant.

Young Master Tang now needs to avoid being criticized. After all, his current public image requires him to keep a low profile.

However, for security reasons, Young Master Tang also brought along some low-profile plainclothes bodyguards.

Hearing his explanation, Xiaomeng was puzzled. "Why did you suddenly come? It's not even September yet, and your boss is already on annual leave? What did you mean by 'special period' earlier?"

Haozi evaded the question, avoiding a direct answer.

After two hours of training, Xiao Tang climbed ashore. "The training intensity was too high. Someone like me, who joined at the last minute, really couldn't keep up."

Xiaomeng squatted down next to him curiously and asked, "Shouldn't you be at work? Why are you suddenly here? And here to row the dragon boat?"

Xiao Tang climbed onto the stone steps, sat down, and rolled his eyes. "Can't I actively respond to the village's call to return home and participate in folk activities?"

"Isn't that pure nonsense? In your kind of grassroots positions, there's a fixed quota for each person, and they practically tie you there 365 days a year to deal with all sorts of messy neighborhood disputes."

How could your superiors possibly let you participate in any folk activities? Confess now!

Xiao Tang glanced at Xiao Meng's face and said, "You're quite knowledgeable; you even know this."

"Come on, let's find somewhere to eat first, then we can talk slowly. I'm starving."

Haozi immediately handed over the arrangements, saying that he had already found a small restaurant by the river and reserved a small private room on the second floor.

So they enjoyed some local home-style dishes, such as loofah and fish ball soup, and sour plum goose.

During the meal, Xiaomeng asked again, and Tang Gongzi looked around the private room and saw that everyone sitting there was one of his own people, either Xiaomeng's assistant or his own assistant. Only then did he speak without any restraint.

It turns out that Tang Yulun was doing too well as a community secretary, which annoyed others. He was busy soliciting donations from impoverished households and setting up welfare canteens, making other community officials of the same level seem incompetent in comparison.

Then someone reported him for running a community welfare canteen and for engaging in a deal-making exchange with the winning company—the Lin Group.

People who can become community secretaries in Beijing are no ordinary people. If he gets in someone's way, someone will naturally try to sabotage him behind his back.

Since someone reported him, an investigation was naturally necessary. The organization then suspended him from his duties.

After cooperating with the inquiry and submitting the materials, Xiao Tang, seeing that there was nothing else to do, lay down and left the matter to his legal and public relations team.

It just so happened that this period coincided with the Dragon Boat Festival, so he ran back to row a few dragon boats.

What he didn't say was that his main motivation for coming was actually the group photo he saw yesterday.