Vicious Male Match Raising Cubs Online

Shengjing Entertainment is regarded as the asset of Rong Sheng's father, Rong Jinkang, from scratch.

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

Forty years of time.

The shopping malls are constantly changing. The beautiful and agile Mrs. Rong is gradually getting old, and her family is in decline, and Rong Jinkang's promises of the time are also getting old.

Forty years later.

Except for the word "Sheng" in Shengjing Entertainment, which represents the once hypocritical pursuit and love, Rong Jinkang's position has changed, and Mrs. Rong is no longer present.

Until this Rong Jinkang's 60th birthday party, I didn't know whether it was to give Rong Sheng face, or I suddenly wanted to open it, and finally remembered to bring his wife to attend.

When Tan Qing followed He Mingyu from the back seat, she happened to hear a pair of men and women walking next to him discussing which little lover Rong Jinkang would bring to attend today besides the eldest wife.

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

He Mingyu glanced at the man and woman who walked by: "What's the matter?"

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

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu stretched out his hand and pulled the small bow tie on Tanqing's neck: "Don't look at it, only him and his wife are here today. There is no other lover."

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

After taking two steps, I felt that something was wrong, so I 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 is not a star, so naturally there is no need to lie about his age on such matters."

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

After hearing He Mingyu's words.

Tan Qing showed a super envious expression in an instant, and sighed a little: "Wow-you can still be a female servant at the age of sixty, so amazing."

He Mingyu: "..."

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

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

He Mingyu: "...Twenty-nine now."

Tan Qing: "Oh!"

People are more popular than others.

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

He Mingyu: "..."

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

Tan Qing looked at him innocently and sympathetically, and thought for a long time before coming up with a comforting sentence: "Brother, we can't just give up on ourselves like this. Get up quickly, you can grow!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu sneered and let go of Tan Qing's hand, telling himself that he must have a stable mind and not be so angry with Tan Qing.

Fortunately, after Tan Qing watched the waiters who came and went carrying trays, he found that he had skipped this question with conscience.

He flattened his empty hand, thought about it blankly, then raised his head and looked at He Mingyu blankly: "Hey, did you see the bastard? I remember ramming him in the car when I went out!"

He Mingyu expressionlessly: "You fell into the car."

Tan Qing quickly threw the pot to the cub's father, grieved and complained with justification: "Look at you, so careless, why don't you hug him down!"

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu is probably used to Tan Qing's shamelessness, and sighed: "The child is too young to come to this kind of occasion. I asked Lin Yu to send him directly to his parents. I will pick him up in the evening."

Tan Qing thought dazedly about where his parents should be. After reacting, he immediately blew a rainbow fart to He Mingyu: "That's good, that's good, or you think it's thoughtful, then your parents like boys. ?"

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

"Really!?"

Tan Qing held his face in anticipation and said, "Then they will give me big red envelopes? I watched the TV series. The parents-in-law and the mother-in-law send a big cheque to the children who can't see the table!"

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

Tan Qing lowered her head to the right finger, and whispered sadly: "Well, you should go home and cultivate this habit for them, and then I will go back with you, don't need too much, just give a few million... "

He Mingyu: "..."

He Mingyu was so angry that his lungs hurt.

I want to give Tan Qing an act of socialism.

The kind that is deep and fierce.

Especially when it looks like today... it's too much to clean up at a glance.

Tan Qing completely ignored He Mingyu's somber expression, but happily stood beside a row of crystal clear glasses, looking at the colorful cocktails inside.

It took a long time to choose the most exciting cup.

However, the tall champagne tower made Tan Qing really unable to start, so he could only hold the waiter next to him and said sincerely, "I want the top glass, okay?"

The waiter was a thin and white boy, wearing a blue uniform.

After being stopped by Tan Qing, he looked at the champagne tower higher than him with some embarrassment: "Sir... this is used to decorate the venue. The taste of the cup on top is the same as the one 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 this gentleman by your side your friend? Can you..."

"No, no!"

Tan Qing quickly noticed the waiter's movement, and immediately looked over, "Wow! You sued me! It's too much!"

waiter:"…"

The waiter's face turned red, and the look in He Mingyu's eyes became even more helpless, with a somewhat indescribable meaning.

It was probably because He Mingyu didn't answer, but instead gave the waiter a glimmer of hope.

He paused for a while before he even wanted to reach out to grab the corner of He Mingyu's clothes, begging 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. Sure, I…"

The waiter's hand was still dozens of centimeters away from the corner of He Mingyu's haute couture.

He Mingyu took a quick step back, and said in a calm voice, "Go and call your manager over."

waiter:"???"

Before the waiter had time to react, he saw the venue manager rushing all the way from the reception door on the other side.

Since He Mingyu returned to China, he has been living in simplicity and rarely appeared in such banquet occasions.

When He Mingyu had just returned from studying abroad to take over the entire He family a few years ago, Mr. He had just retired from above. He was wavering and everyone was waiting to see He Mingyu's jokes.

However, a year later, the entire He family steadily fell into He Mingyu's hands, and several direct descendants who had lived in the old house waiting for Father He's breath also moved out without saying a word.

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

It's because the rest of the He family has never talked about it.

Since then, many people in the upper class of J City have been thinking about making friends with him.

However, He Zhai ran many times without even seeing He Mingyu.

Later.

Everyone knows that He Mingyu's temperament is quiet and unpleasant. In addition to serious matters, fewer and fewer people dare to disturb him.

And now.

It is rare for He Mingyu to take advantage of Shengjing Entertainment's Rong Jinkang, but he does not know where the little waiter has offended him.

For fear of ruining his career today, the venue manager ran all the way to He Mingyu before taking a breath, and did not dare to breathe too much: "Mr. He, he is a newcomer. Isn't he upset? NS?"

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

Venue Manager: "..."

Why is there such a wonderful request?

The venue manager dared not say anything, so he had to answer: "Okay, Mr. He, wait a moment, I'll get someone to bring a ladder over!"

soon.

A ladder came up.

Wearing a stylish black suit, the venue manager personally climbed to the top level of the champagne tower and took down the glass of champagne that was unfortunately chosen by Tan Qing after being poured for eight lifetimes.

Delivered to He Mingyu.

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

He approached He Mingyu, reaching out to reach the glass goblet.

However, He Mingyu moved the cup slightly, and whispered to Tanqing, "I can only watch, not drink."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing grinds his teeth in anger, and said fiercely: "Why? I have worked so hard to get it down for the sake of seeing it!"

He Mingyu said nonchalantly: "No one will usually stare at the whole process when setting up the banquet venue. The waiters in the hotel often replace the good champagne with inferior champagne to make champagne towers, just to look good."

He stretched out his hand to hold on to Tan Qing who appeared to be shaky because he was tiptoe, and even his voice was mild, "Moreover, the glass on the top of the champagne tower is most likely to fall into dust, which is unhygienic."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing glanced at the beautiful glass of wine: "Then why did you take it down? It's fun to make me feel good?"

The smile in He Mingyu's eyes flashed by: "I'm afraid that you can't touch it, and you will have to go home again."

Tan Qing: "..."

Just when Tan Qing was about to scold He Mingyu for another reason, he heard a funny voice from the other side of the crowd.

The voice was suave and arbitrary, getting closer and closer with the sound of footsteps.

"Tsk tusk tusk, let me see, who has demolished the little master's champagne tower."

Tan Qing looked in the direction of the voice.

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

Seeing Tan Qing, he seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then showed a suave smile: "Oh, Tan Qing. Come on, Xiaoye forgive you."