Suddenly, March had passed. Early in the morning, Tang Xin stood in front of the small bedroom closet and tidied up in front of the mirror.

It has been more than half a month since I returned to the sky and sea, and everything is calm.

He Tianci escaped from danger and did not realize that Zaide was grateful. Instead, he called Tang Xin out at night a week ago, and the two of them fought in the alleys on the side of the road.

While scolding Tang Xin for being shameless, the other party lies on the ground, covering his body, which is covered with a broken body and calls an ambulance.

那晚上,唐信陪着他去了医院,贺天赐左胳膊轻微骨裂,等包扎好伤口打上石膏吊着胳膊出来后,贺天赐还是忍着疼撂狠话:我妹不是妓女,你不能玩了就算,给钱我们不要,反正你也不是痴情汉子,就算不娶我妹,也得有个交代,不然,我揍死你.

How powerful is this threat to intimidation? Tang Xin at least believes that it is unlikely that the other party will make him beat him to death.

When he thought of He Min, Tang Xinqing couldn't help but act and was stunned.

Not that he was upset.

Women have their own merits. Just saying that Tang Xin doesn’t enjoy it in He Min, then he is extremely hypocritical.

Not only on the top, but also since He Min's admiration for him a year and a half ago, his humble spiritual worship, and the woman stood up without hesitation in times of danger. Tang Xin actually enjoyed it very much.

However, since he came back, he had not confessed to Cheng Mu that he had not returned home that night, and Cheng Mu seemed to have forgotten it and stopped asking.

Didn't he talk in a tacit way? Tang Xin didn't know. Women's thoughts wouldn't work by guessing.

But he had a vague feeling, and Cheng Mu probably knew it, but they just didn't want to mention it.

The door was pushed open. Cheng Mu saw Tang Xin being in a daze, walked over and stood in front of him, gently straightened his tie, and smiled: "Well, it's very cool."

Tang Xin pinched her chin, lowered her head and kissed her. Then the two walked out of the bedroom together.

Last night he and Cheng Mu spent the night at their home in the South District. In the morning, Xie Wanling and Cheng Mu prepared a sumptuous breakfast, and Tang Xin and his son enjoyed the fruits.

At the dining table, Tang Bin looked at the newspaper, and after Tang Xin sat down, he complained in silence.

"If you go to college in another place, that's all. You're obviously in Tianhai, and you won't see you go home once a month."

Tang Xin never returned to the southern district after the Chinese New Year. It was the first time last night. He laughed awkwardly, without any reason to make excuses.

Xie Wanling served him a bowl of porridge and said a little dissatisfiedly: "Everyone said that if you have a wife, you forget your mother. You're fine, your mother doesn't want it, but your wife ignores it. Every weekend, Cheng Mu is here to accompany your mother. What are you busy with?"

Tang Xin took over the job and lowered his head awkwardly.

What are you busy with?

Of course he couldn't make it public. Although this time, he made him earn more than 4 billion US dollars by sniping the financial market, he should try his best to rot in his stomach.

"Mom, Tang Xin..."

Cheng Mu wanted to say a few good things for Tang Xin, but Tang Bin closed the newspaper and placed it on the table, saying, "Cheng Mu, you don't have to cover him, son. Tell you something serious."

Tang Xin listened to his father's words attentively.

"Today, Dad wants you to come forward."

Tang Xin asked, "Why?"

Tang Bin looked at Xie Wanling and then sighed: "Son, your parents are old, your life is just beginning, and you are successful in your career now, but if you are still enterprising, you will come forward at this important moment, which is more meaningful than your parents."

After half a year of arduous negotiations, Yanguang Charity reached an agreement with European countries and finally reached the final stage of signing the contract.

Of course, the signing of the agreement is behind the scenes and in front of the outside world. No party wants to treat cultural relics and art as a transaction. It is well-known for its reputation: cooperation and exchange.

Then, friendly exchanges between countries will be given to the exchange of cultural relics and artworks.

The representative of China is naturally Yan Guang Charity. Tang Bin should have been the representative, but he wanted to give this opportunity to Tang Xin.

Today, it is destined to be recorded in history.

The return of a large number of cultural relics in China has touched the hearts of countless people. At the same time, famous media at home and abroad have all attended the event, and the popularity, popularity, popularity, and influence of representatives from all parties will make a qualitative leap after today.

Tang Bin hopes that this glorious moment will be the protagonist.

"Dad, I don't want to come forward. The reason is very simple. This time the negotiation lasted for half a year. It was all about you, my mother, Uncle Cheng, and other Yanguang Charity staff. When I donated all these artworks, I had already drawn a clear line. If I came forward, would I be suspected of picking the fruits of victory? It was also suspected of being artificial to seek fame."

Tang Xin refused with a high sound.

In fact, he didn't want to expose it. He was afraid of being the focus. When he was paying attention to it, someone would inevitably dig out his past, someone would inquire about his information, and even countless eyes would always pay attention to his future.

Tang Bin and Xie Wanling persuaded each other again. In the end, Tang Xin tried his best to persuade his parents and asked them to use this time to promote the charity.

There was no dispute, and Tang Xin himself was unwilling to do so, and Tang Bin could not force him.

After breakfast, the four of them went out to Haidu Art Museum together, and the press conference was held here.

The sky is bright and the wind is gentle.

The Haidu Art Museum has been closed since yesterday, and the relevant stores of the art museum around the wide square outside the venue have also been closed.

The art museum wants to welcome Chinese cultural relics back, so it naturally needs to close the door and redesign it. For today's press conference, it will also be redesigned.

Not only were the leaders of the Tianhai Municipal Government attended, but different officials from the province to the central government attended the event in person.

Well-known media at home and abroad, directors of famous art museums in Europe and officials related to cultural relics were crowded inside and outside the venue.

Tianhai Municipal Public Security Bureau is responsible for maintaining order in the venue, but for the sake of image, in addition to plainclothes, Tianying's security team also assists.

The parking lot was full of cars. After Tang Xin got out of the car, Fang Zheye, who had been looking forward to it, quickly brought people to bring the four of them in.

After parting with his parents, Tang Xin walked into the circle where the guests were.

He Tianci was wrapped in a white suspender and greeted him heartlessly and said, "Yeah, isn't this Tang Xin? Why are you here? Hurry up and shake hands with the central leaders and take a photo as a family heirloom."

"roll."

Tang Xin had just cursed him, and Dong Fu came up and pulled him aside, whispering: "Wait until the event is over, you go to Fengya Group with me. There are some things you should take a look at."

"What happened again?"

Tang Xin was a little disgusted with the emergencies.

Dong Fucai patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's not a big deal, but it's better to be careful. When you know, you will understand."

Tang Xin rolled his eyes helplessly.

"Uncle! Uncle! Congratulations!"

Tang Xiao walked hard in front of Tang Xin and looked at him enthusiastically and admirably.

Tang Xin was about to speak when he saw a middle-aged man and woman following Tang Xiao, and said first: "Hello."

That was Tang Xiao's parents. They said hello to Tang Xin and walked away. Although it means that Tang Xin and they were of the same generation as them, they obviously had no common topics. They also knew themselves and did not disturb Tang Xin in a sensible way.

"Hehe, Tang Xin. Try my skills."

Qiao Zhengmao ran out of nowhere, holding a large cake box in his hand. He opened it and asked Tang Xin to eat the cake by himself. Tang Xin looked at the strange-shaped small cake and was speechless.

He looked around again, okay, Feng Yuerui had already eaten, Chen Xiao also gave him face and tasted it. Jiang Jun and Du Chengxiao refused. Bai Yeyu, who had become much colder since he returned from the Bangzi Kingdom, gave him face. He ate one with one hand and seemed to have relish.

"You learned it without a teacher?"

Tang Xin took a piece of cake from the cake box and tasted it. It seemed that there were too many eggs and sugar, which was a bit greasy.

Tang Xiao also picked up one and ate it. He didn't give Qiao Zhengmao any face and said pertinently: "It's not delicious."

"You know what to do. Do you know how to make cakes?"

Qiao Zhengmao's smile froze. The others ate the cake he made himself, and the lowest evaluation was OK, but when they came to Tang Xiao, they fell sharply.

Tang Xiao threw the cake that he had taken a bite back into the box and shrugged, "If you can't do it, you can't say it?"

Tang Xin also put the cake back after taking a bite, patted Qiao Zhengmao on the shoulder and said, "Work harder, you can do it."

Qiao Zhengmao was about to cry without tears. When he looked back at everyone, he found that everyone seemed to be sympathetic to him.

It turned out that his cake was not as delicious as he thought, but he felt very special when he tasted it himself. After eating one, he wanted to eat it again, so he walked aside with the cake box, hating everyone while destroying his own works.

This group of young people gathered together to talk, and often Tianhai or other entrepreneurs in the province came to chat with each other. After a few greetings, they nodded and left with a smile.

At the press conference, Tang Bin spoke charity on behalf of Yan Guang, putting their negotiations with European countries on the cloak of friendly cooperation. The flashing lights kept happening, and countless media recorded the content of this press conference throughout the process.

Then, the directors of art museums from various European countries also came on stage to speak, affirming the achievements of friendly cooperation between the two sides. Later, an official leader came forward...

The press conference was finally frozen in the scene of a group photo of Chinese and foreign representatives.

More than 10,000 cultural relics in China have returned to China, causing a sensation around the world, and the whole country is talking about this feat.

On that day, this news ranked first in the world's most influential news list!

Yan Guang is famous for his charity.

After leaving the press conference, Tang Xin followed Dong Fu to Fengya Group.

In his office, Dong Fucai turned on the TV and recorded news from a foreign TV station.

Dong Fucai wrapped his arms around his chest, glanced at him, signaling Tang Xin to see him.

Tang Xin was still confused when he watched the scene on TV.

In the news scene, an Asian-faced young man showed sadness and coldness, and was surrounded by people and walked out of the funeral home. Countless reporters on both sides wanted to interview him.

After walking a few steps, the young man finally spoke slowly in the face of countless microphones.

As soon as he opened his mouth and added the news texts with scrolling subtitles on the TV station, he was a little aware.

Japan!

The young man said something coldly and said, and Tang Xin couldn't laugh or cry.

Dong Fu thought Tang Xin couldn't understand, so he said, "This person is called Hiroji Watanabe. He was just talking about it..."

"I know what he is talking about. He said he would not let any international speculator who participated in the financial shock of Bangzi Country. The photo he held in his arms was his father who died of a heart attack. Does this have anything to do with me?"

Dong Fu cried twice and said, "It's not true that it's said no. Before you went to Kanzi Country for the second time, countless financial speculators were watching Kanzi's financial market, and some wanted to buy the bottom. However, when we further suppressed Kanzi's financial market, Hiroji Watanabe's father had already invested a lot of money to buy the bottom. As a result, the stock market further fell sharply, and his father suffered heavy losses and could not bear the stimulation. He had a heart attack and died. I checked his information. He had a background in Japan and was a member of the First Quaine Bank Consortium. At the same time, he had a close relationship with five other Japanese consortiums, Mitsubishi, Mitsui, Sumitomo, Fuji, and Sanwa."

Tang Xin hummed boredly and said, "His father is mentally fragile, so don't play finance. Can anyone play this? It has nothing to do with me."

After he finished speaking, he left.

However, after leaving Fengya Group, Tang Xin stopped, smiled, took out a phone call and called Chris.

"Help me keep an eye on someone, Hiroji Watanabe. As long as he has something to do with business, I have to know his movements. Five million US dollars."

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