Good Morning, Mr. President!

Someone wait for themselves?

That person could ask the editor to let her take the initiative and ask her to get off work in advance, and all I could think of was Tang Yan alone. But before that, Tang Yan did not take the initiative to find a precedent for herself, especially the situation that affected her work.

I wasn't sure, but I didn't hesitate. I simply packed my things and went downstairs with my bag.

Stepping out of the office building, he subconsciously searched for the obvious CF98 in the traffic flow, but found a car that he did not see.

"Miss?" Just now, a stranger came forward. The other person was dressed in a black suit, which seemed to be well-trained, and greeted her respectfully.

柒 柒 looked at each other, "are you?"

"Our old gentleman wants to see you, he asked me to ask you to come back with us."

"Old sir?" I was puzzled. But seeing each other and being kind, there didn't seem to be any malice, and the vigilance in his heart was relaxed, and he asked, "Who is your old gentleman?"

"Mr. Tang, Grandpa Young Master." The other party answered truthfully, without any intention to hide.

I was surprised. What is Mr. Tang looking for?

"Ms. Xi, please." Without giving him time to hesitate, the other party respectfully stepped forward to open the door and waited there. She groaned for a moment before getting in the car. I picked up my cell phone and called Tang Ye. The call was listened by Jian Qing. Tang Ye was having a very secret meeting at this moment, and he couldn't get away at half past one.

I didn't say anything, I just wanted to see Mr. Tang and see what the other party's intention was.

Along the way, my heart was actually quite embarrassed.

She didn't know Tangmen in particular, but she heard something about the Tang family. The Tang family is a huge family. Tang Men was founded by Mr. Tang in the first place. When he was young, Mr. Tang was also an international figure. Later, he married a royal princess, which became even more famous. At the century wedding, some particularly precious photos can still be found in the exhibition hall.

For such an old man, it is hard to imagine why he found his purpose.

By car, drive all the way to the suburbs. From a distance, you can see a towering manor. The car circled on a secluded road, after passing through several sentry boxes, bypassing the vineyard, past the lush pasture, and finally stopped in front of a castle.

Outside the castle, the mermaid's fountain sprayed water. The setting sun was shining, and the water column was glittering.

The driver pulled the door for her, and a trained maid had already come out of the castle, bowing slightly to her, "Ms. Ye."

I smiled slightly and nodded, saying hello.

"Please follow me, everyone is already waiting for you."

The other side made a 'Please' gesture.

"Everyone?" I was astonished at these two words.

The other side smiled with a smile, nodded shallowly, and took the lead to go inside. Xu Yuan originally felt that he could face Mr. Tang calmly, but when he heard the words 'everyone', he was completely at a loss. Some regret that it should not have been moved to rescue Tang Yu.

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Tang family, there is a golf course behind the castle.

From a distance, two people can be seen on the pitch.

A group of young men, a total of six. A group of outstanding men were swinging together, waving heartily. Occasionally, the towel that the maid handed over wiped the sweat on the face, and when the towel was thrown back to the maid, the maid would have a red face to varying degrees.

Six handsome guys playing together, just watching from a distance, is already an indescribable enjoyment. Besides, when you are waiting so close?

Of course, these three young masters haven't come yet. If the three young masters are also here, a group of people can empty the human blood tank in minutes.

Therefore, the servants in the whole house are looking forward to the weekend. When the weekend comes, several young masters and young ladies will come back to accompany the old gentleman, lively and seductive.

On the other side, three young girls are accompanying an old man.

This fall, the old man wore a white sweatshirt and a pair of gray plaid shorts, showing his knees. Wearing a peaked cap on his head, the whole person looked particularly energetic. If it were not for the silver hair shrouded behind the peaked cap, no one would have seen him aged.

The old man swung out a shot, hit the ball far, and went straight to the green.

The girls on the one side are more excited than the elderly. Tang Fei, the youngest girl in Tangmen, applauds and laughs: "Grandpa, you are still as good as before!"

"Yes! You can compete with the elder brother and the elder brother!" Tang Youyou followed.

"I think it's much better than the second uncle." The youngest girl who said that was 16 or 17 years old, a little smaller than everyone else.

The old man happily, put away the pole and said, "Do n’t you guys try to wear me a high hat? What is it, I know the most. Little girl, you dare to say that your second uncle is not as good as me, look back Go back and kick your **** in your room! "

The old man's last sentence was said to the youngest girl, Song Zhixing.

Song Zhixing is most afraid of her second uncle, Tang Yu. Tang Yu is also very strict in her discipline on a weekdays, typical of everyone, so when she heard this, she carefully peeped at the Yingwu Junting not far away. Figure. Tang Yu's eyes projected towards her at this moment. Song Zhixing's instinct was in his heart, and he knew he wouldn't hear what they were talking about, but the instinctual whole stood upright, like a good baby. Yes, I dare not say anything.

"Mr. Old Miss, here you are."

Just then the maid came to report.

Mr. Tang wiped his face and hands with a hot towel, and slowly said, "Let her come over."

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When I saw the posture on the court in the battery car far away, I already regretted that I had followed so blindly.

With so many people, there is a feeling of three trials.

However, she has not been able to flinch before she has arrived here. The maid led the past. Mr. Tang was sitting in the lounge now. His face was no longer just as amiable to his own little girls, but only the majesty of the strong.

The atmosphere in the rest room was particularly condensed.

I walked in with my mood and greeted first: "Mr. Tang."

She remained calm on her face. But I can still feel it, the old gentleman's sharp eyes are patrolling on himself.

"Well." Tang Youyou came in from outside, greeting her crisply and enthusiastically.

He turned back and smiled at her. When I saw an acquaintance, I was relieved.

"You're the girl who the third old man said he wanted to bring back to me?" Mr. Tang asked, and he couldn't help but look at her twice more.