Yang Cheng's words shook Tangtang's mind, and she was stunned for a moment.
The two of them were silent for a while in the small room, and neither of them spoke. It was not until Yang Cheng turned off the computer that Tangtang came back to her senses.
"How is it? Do you want to go home?" Yang Cheng asked with a smile.
Tangtang pouted. "No."
"You still haven't thought it through?" Yang Cheng scratched his head gloomily. "Although other people have their own hardships, and you have your own wealth, these are unrelated things. But I feel that in your situation, you should lower your position and broaden your horizons. It's just a trivial matter. Why do you have to wander around outside instead of going home? You know there's danger, but you're still doing this. "
Tangtang looked straight at Yang Cheng, and her eyes were full of stars. "Uncle, I like you more and more. I really want to know why you went to that kind of place. I want to know what you did in the past. Oh my god … Uncle, don't you know that a man with a story will be very attractive to women?"
"Don't change the subject. Moreover, at your age, can you be considered a woman? Just from the fact that you ran away from home today, it's enough to show that you're still a child. You haven't reached the level of maturity of an adult. Listen to me, I'll send you back. "Yang Cheng persuaded.
Tangtang pouted and said faintly, "Uncle, I really want to listen to you continue to lecture me."
"What?"
"I like listening to you lecture me. It makes me feel like I have a father …" There was some longing in Tangtang's eyes. "I'm not talking about my father who gave birth to me. I'm talking about a father who can accompany me, talk to me, play with me, educate me, and manage me …"
Yang Cheng was surprised. How did he get promoted from uncle to father!?
"Actually … …" TangTang looked at Yang Chen with a smile, "If my sister found a man like Uncle to be my father, I would be able to accept it. It's a pity that Uncle looks too plain. Although I know you're not ordinary, but for a strong woman like my sister, if she really found a man, he would definitely be one of those so-called successful people. Hmph, even if she found someone who runs around outside all day, it's boring."
Yang Cheng patted Tangtang's head. "Stop overthinking. Your mother is looking for a man, not for you. As long as he has a good character, it's fine. Why do you care so much? If I had a daughter like you, I would have died of a headache. "
Tangtang was dissatisfied with Yang Cheng's constant patting of her head. She wrinkled her nose and said, "Uncle, although I admit that I'm not mature enough, you can't treat me like a child. I won't grow taller if I keep patting my head!"
"Alright, then promise to go home." Yang Cheng said.
Tangtang muttered a few words, took out her small cell phone, and dialed a number.
Not long later, the call connected. A woman's voice came through, and the voice that came from the phone was a little anxious.
"Hey!" Tangtang! You unlucky child! Where did you run off to!? Why did you play truant again!?
Tangtang put the phone away for a while, then came closer and said, "Sis, I was wrong. Send someone to pick me up."
"You know you're wrong!? You know you're wrong, but you still slipped out! Do you know how dangerous this is!? "You …"
"Beautiful sister, are you going to let me go back or not!" Tangtang lamented.
"Unlucky child, how many times have I told you! Call me mother! Call me mother! Really, where are you? "
"North of the commercial street, just wait at the street."
"I'll send the driver over immediately. Don't move, don't walk around!"
"Got it, Sis … Why are you getting more and more talkative? Menopause shouldn't be this early …"
"Call me mother! Call me mother … "
Without waiting for the woman to finish, Tangtang hung up the phone and let out a long sigh.
Yang Cheng roughly heard the conversation between the mother and daughter and couldn't help but laugh, "Your mother is very impatient."
"That's not it, she's only impatient to me occasionally, but she's very dignified in front of outsiders. I get goosebumps just looking at her." Tangtang said with a mischievous smile.
Seeing that the matter was settled, Yang Cheng brought Tangtang out of the internet cafe and sent her all the way to the north side of the street where they were waiting for the bus.
Tangtang suddenly thought of something and asked, "Uncle, the ninth of next month is Brother Yuan Ye's birthday, will you be there that day?"
Yang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "You know he called me?"
"He won't hide anything from me," Tangtang proudly raised her little tail, "I'm looking forward to seeing him again."
"What's there to look forward to, it's not like we're meeting the country's president."
"The president isn't looking forward to it, uncle is more interesting."
Yang Cheng was helpless, was this girl trying to suck up to him or was she trying to embarrass him?
Not long after, a silver-gray Cadillac sent by Tangtang's mother arrived. Two bodyguards got out of the car and looked at Yang Cheng warily, then opened the door for Tangtang.
The moment Tangtang sat in the car, her face slightly darkened. After closing the door, she rolled down the window and suddenly asked Yang Cheng, "Uncle, when will I be considered a mature person?"
Yang Cheng thought that this girl was going to say goodbye and was stunned by the question. She's still making things difficult for me before leaving, I'm not a philosopher. He thought for a moment and said, "One day, when you feel that there's less and less to complain about, or there's almost nothing to complain about, then you won't be far from maturity."
Tangtang blinked her eyes, nodded slightly and waved at Yang Cheng, "Goodbye, uncle!"
Watching the car disappear into the endless traffic, Yang Cheng heaved a sigh of relief. He looked at the time, it was only three in the afternoon and he didn't plan to go back to work. Being alone like this, Yang Cheng remembered that he hadn't visited Qiangwei for a while and felt a pang of guilt. He always missed out on the woman who silently watched him from behind, who had no desires and no ambitions.
Fortunately, the commercial street wasn't far from the bar street, so Yang Cheng didn't take a taxi. After walking for about twenty minutes, he entered ROSE Bar.
Everything in the bar was the same as usual, there were only a few customers, but the person at the bar was no longer Xiao Zhao, but Chen Rong.
Chen Rong had cut her hair short, making her look clean and neat. This delicate and pretty girl, under the influence of Qiangwei, had gradually become confident and fashionable. Her clear eyes were still the same, but Yang Cheng could see that she was hiding a hidden tenacity.
Seeing Yang Cheng enter, Chen Rong's face lit up and sweetly called out, "Big Brother Yang."
Yang Cheng hadn't seen Chen Rong and her brother Chen Bo in a while, so he asked, "Rongrong, how's your brother doing?"
"Brother is doing well, he's now a columnist for a magazine. I think he's much happier than when he was working." Chen Rong happily said.
Yang Cheng was a bit surprised, but thinking about it, Chen Bo was also a top student at Peking University, so maybe that was the career he was pursuing.
Seeing that Chen Rong was no longer as timid as when she first came to Zhonghai, and had become the boss of the bar, Yang Cheng couldn't help but tease, "Rongrong, it looks like you kicked Xiao Zhao off the stage. Not bad."
Chen Rong blushed, "Not at all, Brother Zhao was assigned to manage a large territory. Now the entire western district is controlled by Sister Qiangwei, so she's very short on manpower, so I replaced her."
"You can get used to everything, right?" Of course, what Yang Cheng was referring to was not the simple bar business.
Chen Rong paused, then smiled and nodded, "Actually, if you see more, you'll really get used to it."
Yang Cheng could see that Chen Rong was sincere, so he didn't ask anymore. He gave the girl an encouraging look, then walked to the hallway that led to Qiangwei's bedroom.
When he stepped into the familiar large bedroom, Yang Cheng saw a scene that he had never seen before.
At the desk by the wall of the bedroom, Qiangwei sat on the leather chair, wearing a plain white chiffon pajamas. Her long hair was a little messy, and her face without any makeup was a little pale. She wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses on her tall nose bridge, and held a fountain pen in her hand as she wrote something on a notebook. On the computer screen on the desk was a dense pile of reports.
Seeing that it was Yang Cheng who walked in, Qiangwei's eyes revealed a hint of surprise. She put down her pen, took off her glasses, and smiled, "Hubby, why did you suddenly come in the day? Don't you need to work?"
Yang Cheng walked to Qiangwei's side and picked up the black-rimmed glasses that he had taken off. The glasses were only rims, and there were no lenses. As he played with them, he said with a smile, "I'm here to see my woman, so why do I need to care about the time? I didn't expect my darling Qiangwei to have such an office side. You really look like a qualified white-collar worker. "
"How can there be a white-collar worker who works in pajamas?" Qiangwei pouted and snatched the glasses back. She was a little embarrassed, "Actually, I'm just putting on an act to give myself a bookish look. Otherwise, I'll feel awkward managing those accounts and whatnot."
"Why? Are you planning to start a legitimate business like Zhou Guangnian from Dongxing?" Yang Cheng asked curiously.
Qiangwei shook her head, "No matter how much I try to wash myself clean, the underworld is the underworld. If there's white in this world, there must be black. I don't think it's bad to have a lot of underworld businesses, but if I don't deal drugs, people, or weapons, then the basic income of the underworld isn't enough. So, I still created a few clean companies, so that I can balance my income. "
Yang Cheng said in agreement, "Looks like my darling Qiangwei has understood the true meaning of the underworld. There's actually nothing to compare black and white. When it gets bigger, it's both an economy and a society. Just like Japan, without the Yamaguchi-gumi, Japanese society would be in chaos. Italy, without the Mafia, half of the country would be paralyzed. As long as you don't touch the bottom line of the country, then you can become bigger and stronger. "
Qiangwei's eyes lit up and she asked curiously, "Hubby, the Yamaguchi-gumi, the Mafia, are they stronger or you?"
Yang Cheng was stunned. Facing Qiangwei, he felt that there was nothing much to hide, but he definitely couldn't explain in detail, so he said, "I can only say that I'm not on the same level as them. If I have an enemy, it definitely won't be them, and they won't be my enemy."
"Just like how the gods in heaven don't fight with the emperor on earth?" Qiangwei asked.
"Something like that."
Qiangwei didn't ask anymore. She stood up from her seat and stretched her waist, "Hubby, wait for a moment. I'll go take a shower and then accompany you."
"Why are you taking a shower now? We still have to eat later. Can't you take a shower at night?" Yang Cheng asked with a bitter smile.
Qiangwei was stunned. She turned around, her face slightly red, and asked doubtfully, "Hubby, you … didn't come to do that with me?"
"What?"
"It's … it's that kind of thing …" Although they were very familiar with each other, Qiangwei still couldn't say it too directly.
Yang Cheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Darling Qiangwei, why would you think that? When did I say that I came here to sleep with you?"
Qiangwei lowered her head and whispered, "Because you've always been like this … I thought that you came here today, so …"
Seeing Qiangwei's reaction, Yang Cheng felt a pain in his heart. The impression he gave this woman was that he would only think of her when he needed to vent in bed!?
She had always felt that way, but she had never complained to him. It was as if everything was right and proper. She would always respond to him with the warmest smile and was willing to stay with him in a narrow space for a short period of time. She had no complaints or regrets.
Yang Cheng suddenly remembered that he had almost never taken Qiangwei out. The two of them had already had so many primitive exchanges, but they hadn't even eaten a meal, watched a movie, or gone shopping between ordinary lovers!
It was the hardest to bear a beauty's kindness. Yang Cheng looked at Qiangwei, who seemed to have done something wrong and was at a loss for what to do. He wanted to slap himself.
Thinking of this, Yang Cheng made up his mind and smiled gently, "Darling, just change your clothes and let's go."
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