Deliberately attack

Chapter 179
The conversation between the father and daughter broke up unhappy.

Tang Yili went upstairs, thinking something was wrong, she called the company's internal line again, and brought Xin Xin up.

A middle-aged man, seeing Tang Yili's aura, actually flinched and asked, "Mr. Li, you are looking for me."

Tang Yili personally closed the office door, walked around Xin Xin twice, and looked at Xin Xin with scrutiny.

Xin Xin had long heard about Missy's achievements and knew how difficult she was, so she didn't dare to be sloppy at all, so she listened to Tang Yili's words.

"Who is in charge of Fontan, do you know?"

This question is to be answered directly.

Xin Xin thought for a while: "Is it... Mr. Li?"

"Not at the moment," Tang Yili said with blazing eyes, "but soon it will be me. I am the sole heir of Mr. Tang. I am not only Yili Garment, but Fengtang Group will also be mine in the future. So, you have to be clear, you are the only heir Who works."

"I know."

"In the future, if there are any strange visitors coming to President Tang's office, you must tell me as soon as possible."

"Also, if Mr. Tang signs any agreement involving the transfer of shares, it must be notarized and stamped, but you must also inform me first if you handle it."

Xin Xin: "But... these are all confidential... I..."

"You don't have to do it, I will always find someone who is willing to do it."

Xin Xin kept silent.

Tang Yili did not forget to hit a stick and give a sweet date.

"You did this for me, even if Mr. Tang finds out, he won't do anything to you; but if you don't, let me know..."

Tang Yili smiled regretfully.

Xin Xin lowered her head and lowered her hands, and quickly said, "I understand, Mr. Li."

……

Playing power and tricks is definitely not Tang Yili's wish, and she doesn't have to put all of Feng Tang in her pocket.

In fact, it was Zhao Meilun who had a wicked mind, and her father Tangfeng was not decisive enough. She was worried that both her father and Fengtang would become fat in the eyes of others. .

Therefore, she could only bribe the people around Tangfeng and keep an eye on the three members of the Zhao family.

After doing so much, Tang Yili was not so relieved, but rather disappointed.

Tang Yili, who is becoming more and more like a businessman, occasionally feels lonely at dusk.

Even sometimes, want to cry.

The lights in the office were not turned on, and Tang Yili lay on the table, with tears in her eyes, watching the sun sink into the horizon, and she also fell into a half-dream and half-awake state.

I don't know how long I slept, and when I woke up again, Tang Yili found that it was pitch black around him.

There are only a few safety exits outside, and small lights are still on.

Tang Yili touched the phone and looked at it, it was nine o'clock in the evening.

I fell asleep on my stomach for three hours.

In the past three hours, no one has looked for her, no one has asked her if she wants to eat, this feeling of being forgotten is terrible.

Tang Yili took her bag, got up, and went downstairs.

A warm wind blows towards the face, with smoke and fire, blowing away the troubles a little.

She drove to the swimming pool of University A, at least there was someone there, waiting there day after day, so she wouldn't be disappointed.

Tang Yili walked into the swimming pool, and there was a sound of splashing into the water from the opposite side.

This symbolizes a whole new contest—your present self versus your past self.

The blue water is like silky satin, and with every turn and ups and downs of Xun Lang, it flows on his shoulders and back, and the solid muscles are divided into pieces, which is very powerful and impactful.

He's swimming in fast.

Freestyle was originally the fastest of the four swimming styles. Coupled with Xun Lang's level, he tried his best to touch the wall and turn back. Tang Yili followed the shore and was 20 meters behind.

Xun Lang touched the railing and looked at the electronic timer. Tang Yili just walked over and saw the red number jump.

47 seconds 32.

Within 47 seconds of Xun Lang's goal, it was still quite a bit short.

Tang Yili asked Xun Lang who was going ashore: "What lap did you swim tonight?"

Training does not count, only the best timing results are asked.

"I swam three times in total, and the second time was the best, 47 seconds."

Still not ideal.

Tang Yili unfolded the towel naturally and handed it to Xun Lang. He took it, wiped his head, and asked her.

"Just got off work?"

Tang Yili: "Yes."

Thinking that neither of them seemed very happy today, she suggested, "Do you want to eat something, I haven't had dinner yet."

Xun Lang looked at her through the wet forehead, and found that Tang Yili was not wearing makeup, and her eyeliner was heavy in the past, so it couldn't be seen that her double eyelid folds were so wide.

It will still be a little swollen.

He didn't say anything, just asked: "What do you eat?"

Tang Yili regained her spirits, "I saw that there is a new shop for octopus balls outside, the kind you can make yourself, do you want to try?"

……

There is such a snack street outside the campus of every university.

On hot days, night falls and the air is filled with smoke and smoke.

At this point in time, young couples were sitting in the shop one by one, their lust was greater than their appetite, and everyone treated the homemade balls as a game, chatting and laughing.

After placing the order, Tang Yili waited for the food to be served, looked around, and smiled into a crescent moon.

She leaned forward and whispered, "We've been to this store before, do you remember?"

Xun Lang didn't eat out very much, so as soon as he came in, he realized that he had been there, and he smiled, of course he remembered.

This restaurant is newly opened, but its predecessor was a self-service hot pot restaurant. They came to eat for the first time, and Shen Langcheng allowed them to kill 140 plates of mutton.

At that time, I almost didn't fight with the clerk, so how could I not remember it deeply?
Tang Yili smiled: "It's all your fault, it's overwhelmed by others."

Xun Lang raised his eyebrows, noncommittal, smiled casually, and leaned back to make room for the waiter to serve.

The ingredients are all semi-finished products, including starch slurry, shrimp meat and crab meat, as well as carrots and shredded cabbage. These are all things assembled into small balls, and the assembly site is a small pot in the middle of the table.

The name is a pot, and there are actually nine semicircular pits arranged in a 3X3 pattern, more like a mold.

Tang Yili confirmed again and again that this was not in the ranks of food-derived stimulants, so he started happily.

She first brushed the oil, poured the slurry into the mold, and then added vegetables and meat to it, and the key step was to poke it with a bamboo stick.

But Tang Yili was a little dumbfounded. The ingredients she had put in had disintegrated in the blink of an eye, and the mold was all glued together, and it was impossible to tell which hole was which.

Xun Lang was relatively calm, "Keep flipping, it should be finalized."

Tang Yili drew a line in the middle with her signature, and the slurry quickly evaporated a seam, and she quickly stuffed the bamboo stick into Xun Lang's hand.

"You are responsible for turning three, and I am responsible for six. Let's see who can do it more successfully."

Xun Lang looked at the lottery in his hand, and was taken aback for a moment, probably because he didn't expect that he would be lucky enough to participate in the small ball making competition in this life.

However, it seems interesting.

(End of this chapter)