Rebirth of the Wealthy Fakes

Chapter 42

Uncle Pang hung out with Song Feile for a while, and finally remembered that he still had a family, and finally rolled back on a certain weekend.

The house in the urban area is obviously not his true love anymore, and his true love has recently become the one in Muma Mountain.Facing a boss who had one idea a day, Assistant Pei felt that it might be a good thing that he was slow.If he sold the house back then, wouldn't he be scolded bloody again today?

Pang Yi hummed a ditty and asked the nanny to clean up the house, and then went upstairs to change clothes.Life is precious, love is more expensive, but without money, everything collapses.He doesn't want to rely on Song Feile or something in the future?Men still have to have their own careers, otherwise, it's shameful!

So the first thing Uncle Pang did was to go to the company to deal with some recent problems.Partner Lin Lin recently invested in a new bar, and was discussing the business direction with the project leader in his office, when he looked up and saw Pang Yi was slightly shocked!

"Hey! Ancestor, where have you been so flirtatious!?? You don't answer half of your calls!" Fortunately, there is no major urgent matter recently, but the company's turnover is not very good, and there are several investment projects that need to be cut. It's gone, it's a pity.

Pang Yiyi was a little embarrassed for a moment. The so-called cheating friends should not be too happy. He walked over and punched his bad friends on the shoulder vigorously, smiling brightly, "Don't make too much money! Opening a bar is not afraid of tossing you to death?" No way or above Pang Yi worried that the bar would lose money before it opened for a long time.

Lin Lin shrugged, looking indifferent, the project was also recommended by a friend, who had been working on it before, and was going abroad recently, and needed someone to take over.Lin Lin checked the revenue of the project and felt that the profit margin was still considerable, so he was ready to take over. Today, no, he was discussing the project, and finally saw Pang Yi come back.

After going around the company, he found that there was no major problem. Uncle Pang drank tea slowly, and exchanged a few words with the bad friend, expressing the friendship between the dead and the poor.Then he wobbled towards his lair - Feng Yasong. It was expected that he hadn't inspected or made an inventory recently, so it shouldn't be a big deal. He just needed to exchange his heartfelt feelings with his Red King and then he could go to the school. Find Song Feile.

It turned out that the expected apoplexy did not show up, but the awesome supercar at the door did not park according to the regulations, and a crooked car took up two parking spaces.

When Pang Yi got out of the car, he pointed at the security guard at the door: "What are you doing? Such a big car takes up the parking space and you don't call Noni. What if other guests come?"

A few security guards were fidgeting at the door. Seeing the boss as if seeing a savior, they rushed over immediately, "boss, boss" screaming like seeing their own father.

Pang Yi was puzzled, he didn't remember his employees being so attached to him, what happened today?

As a result, when the manager saw that he was pardoned just like the security guard at the door, he pointed to the inside and said, "Today, a messer came!"

Pang Yi was surprised. He was a high-profile person in business but always kept a low profile. As long as he could make money, he generally didn't care too much. He didn't remember any enemies he had offended. Is this the rhythm of finding the door?

"A young guest came today. I saw that it was a young man from a rich family. I wanted to treat him well..." the manager said while wiping his sweat. Named to be a high-level VIP..."

Pang Yi answered, "You didn't do it for others? Do you think they are underage?"

The manager smiled awkwardly while wiping his sweat, "Boss, you understand me, how can I have trouble with money... The problem lies in after I punched the card... The other party pointed to the most expensive point, without blinking, and then said The food was unpalatable, and the rice was bad, so I ordered a bottle of wine and said it was fake wine..."

Pang Yi understood, this is typically a fault finding.

When I went in and took a look, I almost staggered, that pretty boy with red lips and white teeth was picking and choosing, who was it but Tang Yan? ? !

Tang Yan was trying to make things difficult for the chef. This one was unpalatable, and that one was also unpalatable. Finally, he said, "Call your boss over and explain to me."

Pang Yi pondered whether to pass or not to pass?

What would happen to a bear who didn't know in the past?It would seem stingy if he didn't go there. Could it be that he is still playing around?

After some deliberation, Pang Yi finally stood in front of Tang Yan with a calm smile.

"I'm the boss, what's the matter?"

Seeing Pang Yi, Tang Yan visibly paused. Pang Yi thought he was going to make another big move, so he was a little on guard.

In the end, I only saw Tang Yan awkwardly, pointing to the table full of dishes and said dissatisfiedly, "What did you do for business? It's terrible!"

Pang Yi picked up a pair of clean chopsticks and tasted it, raised his head and said to Tang Yan, "Really? I think it's delicious, or your taste...wrong...?"

"You!" Tang Yanhan made a small face.

Pang Yi really felt that the awkward Tang Yan was much cuter than last time, and couldn't help but tease his children, "200 million cards, hurry up and send me money, I understand, you finally realized what you did last time." Mistake, come and apologize to me, right?"

Tang Yan stared at Pang Yi for a long time before reluctantly answering, "Forget it, you think it's a little bit edible after you say that." Then he took a sip of soup by himself.

Pang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that the bear child had a second-grade middle school illness, why did he care about this child at that time, he was too immodest.So he sat down and asked with a smile, "What else do you want to eat, uncle please."

Tang Yan, who had just taken a sip of soup, took the bowl and frowned and asked him, "Are you much older than me? Why are you acting like my father?"

"Hmph, you kid should study hard. If you don't go to school at this point, what are you hanging around here for?"

Tang Yan's dark eyes scanned Pang Yi and the tall waiters around him one by one, and pointedly poked Uncle Pang, "Why isn't Song Feile a brat? How much older is he than me? Come on!" Stick to him, he might not want to see you much!"

Pang Yi really wanted to smoke someone!Stab a knife wherever it hurts!He knew that this brat would just make trouble for him when he appeared!

"Shut up, you little bastard, you don't understand adult love!" 18-year-old knows j8 love.

The manager saw that the criticizing Zhuer turned out to be a friend of the boss, so he felt relieved and waved off the group of people so that they could have a good talk.

Originally thought that Tang Yan would be furious when he heard the words that the hair was not evenly grown, but Tang Yan put down the spoon and stared at Uncle Pang and said, "My hair is uneven, how do you know if you don't look at it?"

Pang Yi gasped. Talented people came out from generation to generation, and the second child of the Tang family's face was inversely proportional to his behavior.Before he could answer, Tang Yan suddenly approached him and asked directly, "Did you sleep with Song Feile? How many times did he fuck you in one night?"

"Enough!" Pang Yi finally ran away!Send this plague god away quickly!

Tang Yan stood up and sat next to Pang Yi. Only then did Pang Yi realize that the child was quite tall. The last time the two wrestled together, he didn't pay attention to these details.Pang Yi couldn't take it anymore, his Feile baby was still elegant, so he couldn't help but waved his hands and said impatiently:

"Hurry up and eat! Go home after eating! Don't hang around here if you have nothing to do, I don't accept students!"

"Are you going to drive me away?" Tang Yan is so easy to dismiss, he adjusted his face, put on a gentle smile, and continued around Pang Yi, "Uncle Pang, what do you think of me?"

Pang Yi was startled by that Uncle Pang's yelling, and wondered in his heart, could it be that this brat was beaten in the head by himself last time, looking at his posture, there was something wrong!

"Tang Yan." Pang Yi rubbed his temples and looked at his watch again. If this entanglement continued, he would not be able to pick up Song Feile from school on time today.

"Are you looking at your watch to pick someone up? Are you picking up Song Feile?"

Pang Yi didn't bother to answer him, so he simply lowered his head and took out his mobile phone to call Song Feile, ignoring Tang Yan.

"Ask you something!" Tang Yan's voice changed.

Pang Yi still pretended not to hear.

Suddenly his head was pulled up vigorously, a moist thing invaded his lips, and then his lower lip hurt, Pang Yi's brain exploded!Immediately realized that he was actually kissed by a boy forcibly!

"What's wrong with your mother!!" Pang Yi yelled, and pushed him away hard, causing Tang Yan to fall backwards, and the chair made a loud noise.

At any rate, Tang Yan reacted quickly and grabbed the table, so that he was not overturned to the ground.Hearing the noise, two people came in at the door in an instant, and shouted with horror on their faces: "Master!"

Just at this time, Pang Yi's cell phone rang suddenly. He set this ringtone specially for Song Feile. He gave Tang Yan a fierce look, and immediately pressed the answer button.

Song Feile's lazy voice came from over there, calling at this time, could it be that get out of class is over early?

"Hey, baby Feile..." Pang Yi called out habitually.

snort.Tang Yan snorted coldly beside him.

"Is there someone beside you?" Song Feile's sense of hearing, smell, and vision are top-notch, even Tang Yan's tiny snort, he can still feel it.

"No!" Pang Yi immediately denied.There is still a tingling pain in the lower mouth, Tang Yan is simply a lunatic.

Song Feile didn't think much about it, and continued, "I left early today, where are you? I'll come and find you."

This... Pang Yi is in trouble... He is very happy that Song Feile came to him on his own initiative, but now that Tang Yan, the plague god, has not left yet, he ran up madly and gnawed at him, just in case he got a tooth mark.He couldn't explain clearly for a while, and it was not good, so why not make up a reason and get away with it first?

So Uncle Pang thought it over and answered cautiously:

"Still in the company, I have a meeting today and I'm busy, baby, why don't I come to you tomorrow...?"

Song Feile, who was holding a mobile phone, frowned obviously. Normally, as long as he called Pang Yi, he would be there immediately.Originally, the two had made an appointment to meet today, but Pang Yi said that he couldn't come due to something else. Young Master Song, who had always been in the emotional dominant position, felt that there was a fishbone stuck in his heart!

Although the reason is very legitimate, but I don't feel very comfortable anyway.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Tang Yan patted his buttocks to stand up, greeted the people below, and left graciously when Pang Yi was on the phone and had no time to take care of other things.

Pang Yi was so angry after hanging up the phone, but that little bastard Tang Yan had already run away with oil on the soles of his feet. (Others actually walked away generously.)

Uncle Pang looked at his lower lip with the selfie camera of his mobile phone, looked left and right, and there was a red mark under his lip, which he couldn't get rid of in two or three days!

Uncle Pang was troubled, how to explain this?

Mosquito bites? -----How many awesome mosquitoes can make such a deep mark

Was beaten by the enemy? -----How much hatred is it to slap your face?

Just say he was bitten by Tang Yan? ----He doesn't want to believe that Tang Yan has something for him?How old is the child?

In the end, Pang Yi creatively pasted an ok on the corner of his lips, and finally found a solution.

After finishing everything, Uncle Pang went to his room to tease Axi, and fed food to his precious red gold arowana Red King, and then came out to drive with his bag.As he walked, he thought, it's really a pity that he couldn't see Song Feile today, and hoped that the trouble would clear up tomorrow.

Tang Yan acted like a lunatic when he was young, and Uncle Pang instinctively felt that he should stay away from the other party.

Silently throwing the bag to the co-driver, Boss Pang finally took a breath and planned to go home to rest after inspecting the work of the day.After his car started and gradually moved away, a silver Maserati slowly drove into Feng Yasong's parking area.Song Feile got out of the car expressionlessly and stared at the door.

Of course he knew this place, when Pang Yi wanted to pick him up, he brought him here.

Seeing that he was dressed in a famous brand, the welcome guest thought to himself that a rich handsome guy just left, and here comes another one, so he hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face.Song Feile remembered that Pang Yi also had a place called "Sanqianji", and the waiters there were all tall boys like here, and they were all young.

Song Feile asked with a half-smile: "The person who just left is your boss?"

"Yes. What's wrong?" Yingbin answered honestly.

Song Feile was silent for a while, his glass-like eyeballs twirling around in his eye sockets, he stroked his beautifully shaped chin with his hand, and smiled, "It's okay, I'll have a meal."

Yingbin had never seen such a good-looking young man, so he stared straight at him for a while, and was a little envious of the quality of the boss's circle of friends.

The waiters came to greet them, and sure enough, all of them were tall and straight, with extraordinary looks. The most important thing was that all the waiters were male, and there was not a single female.

Thinking of Pang Yi's usual frivolous appearance, Song Feile's usual lazy expression became a little gloomy.

The staff were still cleaning up the large table of dishes that Tang Yan had just left behind. One of the waiters took the plate and said to the other, "The rich are such a waste! What a good dish was just thrown away."

The other one said with a light smile while cleaning up, "I feel sorry for you? He is rich, so he rushed to burn RMB for the boss, but this is hard work for the boss. He personally accompanied him. That young man is very proud of himself."

Who are they talking about?Song Feile stopped, and was about to ask, but the other party saw him first, and immediately turned around to greet him, "I'm sorry, the table is still... being sorted..."

After finishing speaking halfway through, he froze.

Standing in front of him was a beautiful young man he had never seen before, with broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, natural light brown hair, fair skin, and slender eyes. Under the reflection of the light, the depths of the pupils seemed to be Glows amber.

Song Feile was also obviously taken aback for a moment, and then his expression gradually changed as if he understood something.

"Who is the guest at this table?" He pointed to the table piled up with food like a hill, squinting his eyes and asked.

The voice was as cool as a spring, but there was impatience. The waiter was a little scared, so he had to answer truthfully, "It's a guest named Tang."

"He comes here to spend money?" Tang Yan?

The other one also seemed to see that something was wrong, pulled his colleague back a step, and quickly added, "He has a high-level VIP, and the boss will accompany him to dinner."

The corner of Song Feile's mouth showed an original smile, showing no joy or anger.

"Get one for me too." He lazily took out his bank card and handed it over.No discounts, no benefits.

200 million out of the street, Song Feile didn't even look at the cash register, and lowered his eyes to organize the black wallet.

The waiter felt inexplicably a little scared and didn't dare to ask him if he was still eating.

After Song Feile finished everything, he casually raised his eyes and glanced at the other party. His slightly squinted eyeliner flew upwards. It was very good-looking, but the service staff felt timid and unfriendly.

"How does your boss treat you?" An abrupt question popped up.

"Very...very...good..." the waiter stammered.

Song Feile raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, then drove away.

After he walked away, the waiter let out a sigh of relief and slumped his shoulders. Although he felt that he was not very old, he looked at the other party as the son of heaven, and he would not be able to learn that aggressive aura in his whole life.

Another waiter patted him on the shoulder and asked suspiciously, "Is the customer gone? Why do I think you look a little like him?"

"I...I also feel..."

Is this why the guests are unhappy?