Vicious male mate raises cubs online

Shengjing Entertainment can be regarded as an asset created by Rong Sheng's father, Rong Jinkang, from scratch.

More than 40 years ago, Rong Jinkang married the daughter of his first boss, and thus obtained the first pot of gold in starting a business, and established Shengjing Entertainment, which was not even a small workshop at that time.

For more than 40 years.

The shopping mall has changed a lot. The beautiful and smart Mrs. Rong is getting old gradually, and her family is in decline. Rong Jinkang's promises are also getting old.

40 years later.

Except for the word "Sheng" in Shengjing Entertainment, which represents the once hypocritical pursuit and love, and the position around Rong Jinkang alternates, in short, Mrs. Rong is no longer there.

Until Rong Jinkang's 60th birthday banquet, I don't know if it was to save face for Rong Sheng, or he suddenly thought about it, and finally remembered to bring his wife to attend.

When Tan Qing followed He Mingyu down from the back seat, he happened to hear a couple walking past discussing which little lover Rong Jinkang would bring to attend today besides the eldest wife.

Tan Qing pricked up his ears curiously and listened for a while, but before he could hear the following, He Mingyu grabbed his arm.

He Mingyu glanced at the men and women who walked past: "What's wrong?"

Tan Qing reluctantly glanced at her passing gossip, and said sadly: "They are guessing which little wife Rong Jinkang will bring with him today besides the eldest wife. I really want to eavesdrop."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu stretched out his hand and pulled the little tie around Tan Qing's neck: "Don't worry about it, only he and his wife are here today. There are no other lovers."

Tan Qing nodded in disappointment, and obediently let He Mingyu pull her forward.

After walking two steps, he felt that something was wrong, so he jumped forward and stopped in front of He Mingyu: "Hey, is Rong Sheng's father really sixty this year?"

He Mingyu raised his eyelids: "He's not a star, so naturally there's no need to lie about his age in this kind of thing."

However, what Tan Qing thought was not the same as what He Mingyu thought.

After hearing He Mingyu's words.

Tan Qing showed a super envious expression in an instant, and sighed a little: "Wow - you can still count girls at night at the age of 60, it's amazing."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu's face turned dark, he gritted his teeth and asked Tan Qing, "What did you say?"

Tan Qing ignored He Mingyu's question, and blinked her bright eyes: "He Mingyu, how old are you?"

He Mingyu: "...29 soon."

Tan Qing: "Oh!"

People are more popular than dead people.

Tan Qing followed behind He Mingyu dejectedly, and after a while, she stood on tiptoe and patted his head friendly: "Don't be sad, you are still young, and you can still develop."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu pulled Tan Qing's hand from the top of his head, took a deep breath: "I don't need to develop."

Tan Qing looked at him innocently and sympathetically, and after thinking for a long time, she came up with a word of comfort: "Brother, we can't just give up on ourselves like this. Get up, you can still grow!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu sneered, let go of Tan Qing's hand, and told himself that he must have a stable mind, and he couldn't just be pissed off by Tan Qing.

Fortunately, Tan Qing skipped this question with conscience after watching the waiters coming and going with trays.

He flattened his empty hand, thought for a while in a daze, then raised his head and looked at He Mingyu eagerly: "Hey, did you see the brat? I remember jamming him in the car when I was going out!"

He Mingyu expressionless: "You left me on the car."

Tan Qing quickly dumped the blame on the cub's father, and complained aggrievedly and justifiably: "Look at you, you're so careless, why didn't you take him down!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu was probably used to Tan Qing's shamelessness, and sighed: "The child is too young, it's not appropriate to come to this kind of occasion. I asked Lin Yu to send him directly to his parents. I'll pick him up at night."

Tan Qing thought about where her parents should be, and immediately blew a rainbow fart on He Mingyu after she realized it: "That's good, that's good, you're more thoughtful, then your parents like boys ?"

He Mingyu frowned, and seemed dissatisfied with Tan Qing correcting his address: "Jiji is smart and obedient, of course parents will love him very much."

"Really!?"

Tan Qing held her face in anticipation and said, "Then will they give me a big red envelope? The father-in-law and mother-in-law in the TV dramas I watch send out a big check to the children who don't look good!"

He Mingyu said coldly: "Sorry, my parents don't have this habit."

Tan Qing lowered her head and pointed at her fingers, and whispered sadly: "Then why don't you go home and cultivate this habit for them, and then I'll go back with you. It doesn't need to be too much, just a few million... ..."

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu was so angry that his lungs hurt.

I want to give Tan Qing a beating from socialism.

The deep and fierce kind.

Especially today's... a look that's not cleaned up at first sight.

Tan Qing didn't care about He Mingyu's gloomy expression at all, but happily stood beside a row of crystal clear glasses, looking left, right, up and down at the colorful cocktails inside.

After a long time of hard selection, I picked out the most exciting cup.

However, the tall champagne tower made Tan Qing really unable to do anything, so he could only hold the waiter next to him and said sincerely: "I want the glass on the top floor, is that okay?"

The waiter was a thin and fair boy in a blue uniform.

After being stopped by Tan Qing, he looked at the champagne tower, which was taller than him, with some embarrassment: "Sir... This is used to decorate the venue. The taste of the glass on top is the same as that on the tray next to it."

Tan Qing said seriously: "But I didn't drink the top cup, how can I know if it's the same?"

waiter:"……"

The waiter of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds saw He Mingyu standing behind Tan Qing at a glance, and immediately bowed deeply to him, "Mr. He, is the gentleman next to you your friend? Can you..."

"Can't, can't!"

Tan Qing spotted the waiter's movements with sharp eyes and hands, and immediately looked over, "Wow! You actually sued me! It's too much!"

waiter:"……"

The waiter's face turned red, and he looked at He Mingyu even more helplessly, with a somewhat indescribable meaning.

Probably because He Mingyu didn't answer, but instead gave the waiter a ray of hope.

He paused slightly, and wanted to reach out to grab He Mingyu's clothes, and begged for mercy: "Mr. He, if the champagne tower is destroyed, we will all be punished by the manager. Please persuade the gentleman next to you, okay?" Ok, I……"

The waiter's hand was several tens of centimeters away from He Mingyu's haute couture clothes.

However, He Mingyu had already taken a quick step back, and said in a calm voice, "Go and call your manager."

waiter:"???"

Before the waiter had time to react, he saw the manager of the venue trotting over from the reception door on the other side.

Ever since He Mingyu returned to China, he has lived in seclusion, and rarely appeared at such banquets.

A few years ago, when He Mingyu had just returned from studying abroad to take over the entire He family, Mr. He had just retired from the top not long ago, and the He family was vacillating, and everyone else was waiting to see He Mingyu's jokes.

However, a year later, the entire He family fell firmly into He Mingyu's hands, and the direct descendants who originally lived in the old house and waited for Mr. He to die also moved out without saying a word.

The reason why no one has mentioned He Mingyu's methods.

It was because the rest of the He family had never opened their mouths to discuss it.

Since then, many people in the upper class of j city have thought of making friends with him.

However, He Zhai ran away many times, but he never even saw He Mingyu.

And then later.

Everyone knows that He Mingyu likes to be quiet and doesn't like to make trouble. Apart from serious business, there are fewer and fewer people who dare to disturb him.

And now.

It was rare for He Mingyu to win Rong Jinkang of Shengjing Entertainment, but he didn't know how that little waiter offended him.

The venue manager was afraid that he would ruin his career today, so he ran all the way to He Mingyu before taking a breath, not daring to breathe too much: "Mr. He, he is new here. Is there something he didn't do well that made you unhappy? gone?"

He Mingyu didn't even look at the little waiter. He only glanced at the champagne tower next to him, and said, "Find some people to build a ladder and take down the top glass of the champagne tower."

Venue Manager: "..."

Why is there such a weird request?

The venue manager dared not speak out, so he had no choice but to respond: "Okay, Mr. He, just wait a moment, I'll ask someone to bring the ladder over!"

soon.

A ladder was set up.

The venue manager wore a stylish black suit, climbed to the top floor of the champagne tower, and took down the glass of champagne that was unfortunately selected by Tan Qing.

It was delivered to He Mingyu.

Tan Qing stood next to He Mingyu, ready to move, reaching out his hand to take the cup from He Mingyu's hand.

He moved closer to He Mingyu, reaching out to reach for the glass goblet.

But He Mingyu slightly moved the cup away, and said softly to Tan Qing: "You can only watch, not drink."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing gritted her teeth angrily, and said fiercely: "Why? I worked so hard to get it down, not for watching!"

He Mingyu said coldly: "When setting up a banquet venue, no one will usually watch the whole process. The waiters in the hotel will often substitute inferior champagne for good champagne to make champagne towers, just to look good."

He stretched out his hand to support Tan Qing, who seemed to be shaking because he was standing on tiptoe, and even his voice became a little gentler, "And the glass on the top of the champagne tower is the easiest to fall into dust, which is unhygienic."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing looked at the beautiful glass of wine listlessly: "Then why did you take it down? Is it fun to coax me?"

A smile flashed across He Mingyu's eyes: "I'm afraid you won't be able to figure it out, and you'll make trouble again when you get home."

Tan Qing: "..."

Just when Tan Qing was about to argue and scold He Mingyu again, he heard a laughing voice from the other side of the crowd.

The voice was suave and willful, as the footsteps got closer and closer.

"Tsk tsk tsk, let me see who knocked down the young master's champagne tower."

Tan Qing looked in the direction of the voice.

Rong Sheng, dressed in a stylish and coquettish dark purple suit, walked over from the other end of the long table.

Seeing Tan Qing, he seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then showed a suave and coquettish smile: "Hey, Tan Qing. It's done, I forgive you."