Chapter 192 [The Most Unbearable Beauty's Grace]

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Yang Chen's words shook Tangtang's mind like a shock, making her freeze there for a moment.

The two of them were silent for a while in the small private room, without speaking, until Yang Chen turned off the computer, Tangtang came back to his senses.

"How is it, do you want to go home?" Yang Chen asked with a smile.

Tangtang pouted, "No."

"Haven't figured it out yet?" Yang Chen scratched his head depressingly, "Although it is said that someone else's suffering, you have your own prosperity, this is not much connected. But I think, with your situation, you should put your own Keep the location smaller, enlarge the vision, it’s a trivial matter, why not go home like this, wandering outside, knowing that there is danger and still doing this.”

Tangtang looked straight at Yang Chen, his eyes were full of starlight, "Uncle, I like you more and more, I really want to know why you went to that kind of place, I want to know what you did in the past, Oh my god... don't you know, uncle, that a man with a story will be a huge attraction to a woman?"

"Don't change the subject, besides, at your age, can you still be considered a woman? The fact that you ran away from home today is enough to show that you are still a child, and you have not reached the maturity level of an adult at all. Listen to me, I Send you back." Yang Chen persuaded.

Tangtang pursed her lips, and said quietly: "Uncle, I really want to continue listening to you teach me."

"what?"

"I like making gods and listening to you teach me. It makes me feel like I have a father..." Tangtang looked forward to it, "I'm not talking about a father who gave birth to me, but a father who can accompany me and talk to me." , play with me, teach me to take care of my dad..."

Yang Chen was embarrassed, how could he directly upgrade from uncle to her father! ?

"Actually..." Tangtang looked at Yang Chen with a smile, "If my sister finds a man like an uncle to be my father, I can accept it, but it's a pity that you look too plain, uncle. I know you are not ordinary, but if a strong woman like my sister really finds a man, he must be the so-called successful person, hmph, if you find a guy who runs outside all day, it's boring."

Yang Chen shook Tangtang's head, "Think about it all, your mother didn't find a man for you, as long as he has a good character, it's fine, why bother so much. If I had a daughter like you, I'd have a headache died."

Tangtang was dissatisfied with Yang Chen's old head, and wrinkled Xiao Yao's nose, "Uncle, although I admit that I am not mature enough, you can't treat me like a child, the old man can't grow up!"

"Okay, then you promise to go home." Yang Chen said.

Tangtang muttered a few words, took out her small mobile phone, and made a call.

After a while, the phone was connected, and a woman's voice came, and the voice from the phone was a little urgent.

"Hey! Tangtang! You unlucky boy! Where did you go!? Why are you playing truant again!?"

Tangtang put the phone away for a while, then approached again and said, "Sister, I was wrong, you can send someone to pick me up."

"You know you're wrong!? You know you're wrong and you slipped out! Do you know how dangerous it is!? You..."

"Beautiful sister, are you still letting me go back!" Tangtang lamented.

"Unlucky child, how many times have I told you! Call mom! Call mom! Really, where are you?"

"North of the downtown commercial street, just wait on the street."

"I'll send the driver over immediately, don't move, don't let Luan leave!"

"Understood, sister...why are you talking more and more, menopause is not so early..."

"Call mom! Call mom..."

Before the woman could finish speaking, Tangtang hung up the phone and let out a long sigh.

Yang Chen roughly listened to the conversation between the living treasure mother and daughter, and couldn't help laughing: "Your mother is very anxious."

"That's not it, she is very anxious to me occasionally, she is so dignified in front of outsiders, I get goosebumps when I see it." Tangtang said with a narrow smile.

Seeing that the matter was over, Yang Chen took Tangtang out of the Internet cafe, and sent her all the way to the north side of the street where she was waiting for the bus.

Tangtang suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Uncle, the 9th of next month is brother Yuanye's birthday, will you go there on that day?"

Yang Chen was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "You know he called me?"

"He won't hide anything from me," Tangtang cocked her tail triumphantly, "We can meet again at that time, so looking forward to it."

"What is there to look forward to, and it's not meeting the president of the country."

"The president doesn't look forward to it. Uncle is still interesting."

Yang Chen is helpless, is this girl flattering or a shabby person?

After a while, a silver-gray Cadillac sent by Tangtang's mother arrived. Two bodyguards got out of the car and looked at Yang Chen vigilantly, and then opened the door for Tangtang.

The moment Tangtang sat in the car, her face darkened slightly. After closing the door, she rolled down the window, and suddenly asked Yang Chen: "Uncle, when will I be considered a mature person?"

Yang Chen thought this girl was going to say goodbye, but he was taken aback by this question, and made things difficult for others before leaving, we are not philosophers and thinkers, so after thinking about it, he said: "One day you will feel that there are things around you that are worth complaining about. If there is less and less, or almost nothing to complain about, then you are not far from maturity."

Tangtang blinked, nodded slightly, and waved at Yang Chen, "Goodbye, uncle!"

Seeing the car disappearing into the boundless traffic, Yang Chen heaved a sigh of relief, checked the time, it was only past three o'clock in the afternoon, and he didn't plan to go back to work at the company. At such a lonely time, Yang Chen remembered that he hadn't seen Qiangwei for a while, and he felt guilty for a while, he would always miss that woman who silently looked at him behind, with no wishes or disputes.

Fortunately, the commercial street is not far from the bar street, so Yang Chen didn't take a taxi, and walked for about 20 minutes, and entered the se bar.

Everything in the bar remained the same, with a few guests scattered, but the person on the bar was no longer Xiao Zhao, but Chen Rong.

Chen Rong cut it short, looking clean and neat. The delicate and beautiful girl, under the influence of Rose for a while, has gradually become confident and fashionable. Her clear eyes are the same as before, but Yang Chen can see that she hides her hidden beauty. A piece of tenacity.

Seeing Yang Chen enter the door, Chen Rong's expression brightened, and she called out "Brother Yang" sweetly.

Yang Chen hasn't seen Chen Rong and her brother Chen Bo for a while, so he asked, "Rongrong, how is your brother recently?"

"Brother tǐng is well, he has become a columnist for a magazine now, and I think he is much happier than when he was working in the past." Chen Rong said happily.

Yang Chen was a little surprised, but thinking about it, Chen Bo is also a top student at Peking University, maybe that's the career he's after.

Seeing that Chen Rong was no longer as timid as she was when she first came to Zhonghai, she seemed to have become the leader of the bar, so she couldn't help but jokingly asked: "It seems that Rong Rong kicked Xiao Zhao off the stage, and you performed very well."

Chen Rong blushed, "No way, Brother Zhao was assigned to manage a large territory, and now the entire western district is under the control of Sister Qiangwei, and the manpower is very tight, so I replaced it."

"You can get used to everything, right?" Yang Chen was referring to, of course, not a simple pure bar business.

Rong Chen paused for a moment, then nodded with a smile, "Actually, if I read too much, it's really okay."

Yang Chen could see that Chen Rong really said that, so he didn't ask any more questions, gave the little girl an encouraging look, and then walked towards the corridor leading to Qiangwei's bedroom.

When he stepped into the familiar huge bedroom, Yang Chen saw a scene he had never seen before.

Beside the desk by the wall of the bedroom, Qiangwei in a plain white gauze dress pajamas sat on the leather chair, her hair looked a little lingering, her face without makeup was a little pale, and she wore a mask on the bridge of her nose. A pair of black-rimmed glasses, holding a pen in his hand, writing something in a booklet, and on the computer screen on the table, there are dense reports.

Now it was Yang Chen who walked in the door, and Qiangwei showed some surprise in her eyes. She put down her pen, took off her glasses, and smiled, "Honey, why did you come here in the daytime all of a sudden, aren't you going to work?"

Yang Chen walked up to Qiangwei, picked up the pair of black-rimmed glasses that he had taken off, the glasses were just a frame, without lenses, while playing with them, he said with a smile: "Is there any time for me to see my wife? Unexpectedly, my baby Qiangwei has such an office side, she really looks like a qualified white-collar worker."

"How can there be a white-collar worker in pajamas?" Qiangwei snorted, snatched back the pair of glasses, a little embarrassed, "Actually, I just put on a show and give myself a bit of a book, otherwise I think it would be awkward to manage those accounts."

"Why, do you plan to expand the Baidao business like Dongxing's Zhou Guangnian?" Yang Chen asked curiously.

Qiangwei shook her head, "No matter how much you clean up the white, the underworld is the underworld. If there is whiteness in this world, there must be black. I don't think the underworld is bad at all. It's just the income of the underworld. If you don't sell drugs, don't sell people, and sell weapons. Basic income wasn’t enough. So I started a couple of clean companies anyway, so the books broke even.”

Yang Chen agreed and said: "It seems that my baby Qiangwei has already understood the true meaning of the underworld. There is actually no comparison between black and white. When it grows bigger, they are both economic bodies and the composition model of a society. Just like Japan lacks The Yamaguchi-gumi, Japanese society will be in chaos. Without the Mafia in Italy, half of the country will be paralyzed. As long as the bottom line of the state apparatus is not touched, then it is enough to become bigger and stronger.”

Qiangwei's eyes flashed a little, and she asked curiously: "Husband, the Yamaguchi-gumi, the Mafia, are they better or you?"

Yang Chen was taken aback. Facing Qiangwei, he felt that there was nothing to hide, but he definitely couldn't do it in detail, so he said: "I can only say that I am not competing with them on the same level. If I have enemies, I will definitely not It is them, and they will not be my enemy."

"Just like the gods in the sky don't fight with the emperor on the ground?" Qiangwei asked.

"almost."

Qiangwei didn't ask any more questions, stood up from her seat, stretched her lazy waist, "Husband, wait, I'll take a shower and come to accompany you."

"Well said, why take a bath now, and eat later, can't I wash it at night?" Yang Chen asked with a wry smile.

Qiangwei was stunned for a moment, then turned around, her face flushed slightly, and she asked suspiciously: "Husband, you...didn't you come to ask me to do that?"

"What's the matter?"

"Just... that kind of thing..." Although they are very familiar with each other, Qiangwei still can't speak too directly.

Yang Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Baby Qiangwei, why do you think so, when did I say that I came here just to get on netg with you?"

Qiangwei lowered her head and whispered, "Because you used to be like this... I thought you were here today too, so I just..."

Seeing Qiangwei's reaction, Yang Chen's heart ached. The image he gave to this woman was only when he needed to vent on netg, he would think of her! ?

She has always felt that way, but she has never complained to herself, as if everything seems to be taken for granted, and she gives herself the most enthusiastic smile every time, willing to be with herself in a small space in a short period of time Together, no regrets.

Yang Chen suddenly remembered that he had almost never taken Qiangwei out once, the two of them had had so many primitive exchanges, but they didn't even have dinner, watch a movie, or go shopping between ordinary lovers. Pass!

The most difficult thing to bear is the beauty's favor, Yang Chen looked at Qiangwei who seemed to have done something wrong and seemed at a loss, wishing to slap himself twice.

Thinking of this, Yang Chen made up his mind, smiled gently and said, "Baby, change your clothes casually, let's go out."