Corporate slave? Pshaw, I'm the richest woman now!

In the end, Tang Tang washed up by herself. After all, being hugged by her butler was a bit of fun, but having someone else wash up for her was a different story...

Forget it, the scene was too beautiful for her to even imagine.

She was splashing water on her face with her hands like a little seal when she heard her phone ring. Tang Xiao then turned and left.

"Master, it's Mr. Fenglan on the phone."

Tang Tang took the warm towel that Tang Xiao handed her, gently rubbed her face on the fluffy fabric, and gestured for him to answer the call.

"My dearest Muse, life without you..."

Tang Xiao interrupted Feng Lan calmly and elegantly, "Hello, Mr. Feng Lan."

Fenglan: ?

His voice suddenly turned gloomy for a moment, then immediately returned to its normal tone, only with a hint of hostility, "Who are you?"

Tang Xiao's tone remained unchanged, still very polite, but his excessive politeness made it sound somewhat sarcastic.

"I am the master's butler, Mr. Fenglan. The master is busy and cannot answer the phone at the moment."

On the other side, Feng Lan, who was still admiring the work she had prepared for Tang Tang, immediately curled the corners of her mouth, stopped stroking the hem of her skirt, and let out a cold snort.

Tang Tang, who was still touching Xiangxiang, felt for some reason that the more they talked, the more something seemed off. She glanced at Tang Xiao suspiciously, only to meet his smiling eyes.

......

Tang Tang answered the phone and coughed lightly, "What's up? It's still early, isn't it?"

Feng Lan's initial sneer vanished instantly, his tone softening in a moment, even carrying a hint of coquettish complaint, "My dear Muse, your servant is so rude."

Oh, I think Tang Xiao is quite polite.

Tang Tang subconsciously looked at Tang Xiao, only to see Tang Xiao lower his eyelids slightly, looking a little aggrieved.

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You two are both equally green tea bitches, that's enough.

She immediately changed the subject, "So, what's up with your call?"

Feng Lan said in a mournful tone, "I just wanted to see if my little Muse was planning to stand me up again."

Wasn't it just that last time I originally planned to run away by following the main personality...?

Is it really necessary to hold a grudge like that?

However, Tang Tang was also a little curious about what was going on with Feng Lan. Why was it always the alternate personality that appeared? Logically speaking, the main personality should be more dominant.

"Okay, I'll be there on time at 3 PM."

Tang Tang hung up the phone quickly, not wanting to hear any more of his rambling.

Then he looked at Tang Xiao beside him and said, "Prepare my schedule for today."

The man bowed slightly. "Of course, Master."

……

Tang Tang left in an even more flamboyant way than last time.

Fenglan's fashion show has a considerable impact.

The fashion industry is one that values ​​capital, skills, talent, and even looks.

And coincidentally, he has all of these, even to the point of having too much.

His work received high praise from Jeremy Payne, a senior design master in Europe and America, when it was first unveiled, and he became famous overnight.

When people discovered that this up-and-coming designer not only created bizarre and dazzling works, but was also incredibly handsome, capital and online influence flocked to him.

But with fame comes trouble. Others who can't compete with him get jealous, and a massive online army starts attacking Feng Lan.

There were rumors that he was a talentless pretty boy, or that he got his position through underhanded means and that he had to win awards in competitions. There were even fabricated accusations that Feng Lan's work was plagiarized, which caused quite a stir.

Because Feng Lan didn't speak out at the beginning, many of his initial supporters began to waver and even started to question him.

As the situation escalated, hundreds of court summonses were suddenly posted on Fenglan's side.

Many paparazzi, marketing accounts, and influential figures don't care, since countless celebrities have done this before. Unfortunately, it's almost always all talk and no action, and it all fizzles out.

The law does not blame everyone.

Unfortunately, they suffered a crushing defeat at Fenglan.

First of all, Fenglan's legal team was not from any law firm in China, but rather part of the Royal Solicitors in the UK.

That was a legal team that served the British royal family. Although only a few lawyers were involved, their influence was considerable. In the end, they sent all the leading marketing accounts and online trolls to jail.

From then on, almost no one dared to provoke Feng Lan, because his background was truly mysterious.

Of course, a major characteristic of many fans is their admiration for strength, especially when Fenglan successfully exposed the scandals and rose to the top.

Young, handsome, wealthy, talented, and unconventional.

Therefore, Fenglan has a large number of fans and a huge influence. Every time it holds a show, it is almost as lively as a film festival, and many celebrities will go there on their own initiative.

Not only can you ride the wave of popularity and flaunt your taste, but you can also outshine other celebrities on the red carpet.

The same applies this time, but the more people there are, the easier it is for accidents to happen, especially since Tang Tang's position is not yet secure and she is blocking the way for many people.

The Godfather arranged a convoy of six escort vehicles for Tang Tang.

The first three vehicles were armed, the first being a fully armored black SUV, the next two being black Apollos favored by the Mafia, and the following three were similarly filled with bodyguards in suits, muscular, and armed.

Tang Tang sat in the bright silver Rolls-Royce in the middle, surrounded by the highest level of bulletproof measures.

David was driving, and Morrie was in the passenger seat.

Tang Tang sat in the middle of the back row, with Tang Rou on her left and Tang Xiao on her right.

Apart from David, who was driving, and Tang Tang, who was slumped in Tang Rou's arms without any regard for her image, everyone else was holding a gun and focused.

Because she was going to change into the clothes Feng Lan had prepared, Tang Tang simply put on a tracksuit that was easy to move in. At this moment, she was contentedly nestled against Tang Rou's fragrant and soft chest, marveling at how happy life truly is.

The Newkman family's reputation in Italy is almost on par with that of the Italian government.

So when the seven cars bearing the Italian coat of arms slowly drove by, almost all the locals subconsciously slowed down, and some even took off their hats in greeting.

That's because since Alberto came to power, the Newkman family has undertaken a series of large-scale investments and charitable endeavors in an effort to salvage their reputation and image. Although their motives were not pure, their charitable contributions were genuine. As a result, the Newkman family, as the heads of the Mafia, has a surprisingly good reputation in Italy.

"What's up with that convoy? It looks pretty cool."

Many celebrities attending the show sat in their vans, looking at their lonely vans and then at the stylish and prestigious convoy ahead, and instantly felt envious.