What age are you in, and you’re still a traditional villain?

Listening to the "beep beep" sound from the microphone, Tang Manman was surprisingly calm after crying.

This time she didn't cry, make a fuss, or smash anything. She just leaned against the wall and squatted on the ground calmly. Next to her feet were smashed flower pots and some scattered documents.

That flowerpot was Tang Manman's favorite. It was bought at an auction for more than 300,000 yuan. She has always placed it in the most conspicuous place in the office, so that whether she returns to the office or works at her desk, Whenever you look up, you can see it.

But just now it was smashed to pieces by her without hesitation.

After the rage, she calmed down. Unfortunately, Tang Manman was the only one in the office and no one saw her. When she called back and heard "The number you dialed has been turned off, please try again later." His soul was gone, as if something had emptied him out in an instant, and his eyes lost their light in an instant.

He turned off his phone again!

Tang Manman threw away her cell phone and her high heels. She stood up like a zombie and walked barefoot to the single sofa in the office to sit down. Her whole body was completely drained of energy.

She just kept sitting on the sofa like this, her pupils had no focus, no light, and she didn't know what she was looking at or thinking.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, the little secretary who had been scolded all morning came in to report on her work. She was dumbfounded when she saw Tang Manman's expression and state that looked like her dead father.

He ran over and squatted next to the sofa, worriedly saying: "Mr. Tang, are you okay? Do you want me to call 120?"

Tang Manman didn't move or speak. She was still squatting on the sofa, with her bare feet on the edge of the sofa, her arms hugging her legs, her oval-faced chin resting on her knees, crying silently.

Seeing Tang Manman's appearance, the little secretary was frightened. She had been tortured all morning. She was not in good spirits. Now she saw Tang Manman's appearance again, and she was frightened and cried on the spot. : "Mr. Tang, don't scare me!"

It seemed that the little secretary's crying voice was too harsh. Tang Manman's head resting on his knees slowly turned and he looked at the little secretary who was crying in tears: "Go and get my phone."

The little secretary cried and crawled over to take Tang Manman's cell phone.

"I'm fine, you can go out first." Tang Manman smiled at the secretary.

However, this smile was uglier than crying. The little secretary was a little worried: "Mr. Tang, are you really okay?"

Tang Manman shook his head: "I'm fine. I just made a phone call and kept turning off the phone. I was a little angry. By the way, go downstairs and buy me a meal. I'm hungry."

The little secretary said "Oh" and left.

After making a phone call, the other party kept turning off his phone. Mr. Tang was very angry... The little secretary carefully tasted these keywords and finally came to the conclusion: Mr. Tang was dumped. Mr. Tang was unwilling to accept it and kept asking for a reconciliation, but the other party was unwilling. I turned off the phone directly, which made Mr. Tang even more angry...

"It must be like this." The little secretary, who has eight years of experience reading romance novels, was sure.

Tang Manman in the office still doesn't know that her little secretary has already imagined a drama about "the rich and beautiful girl falls in love with a poor boy", or the character design of "the rich and beautiful girl falls in love with a poor boy but cannot get it, and the poor boy is cold and domineering".

I can only say that romance novels are harmful to people. To read novels, you still have to read the sandbox novels written by "The Moderator Comes Ashore".

At this time, Tang Manman was holding a mobile phone whose screen had been thrown out with a crack. On the surface, he was calm, but inside he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

Holding the phone, he hesitated for a long time before dialing the number.

There was no prompt sound of "The user you dialed has turned off...", but a "beep beep beep..." sound, which instantly cheered up the lost Tang Manman.

After more than ten seconds, the other party connected.

This time Tang Manman learned her lesson. The last time the other party suddenly hung up her phone and turned off her phone. Later, Tang Manman also reviewed the call herself and realized that the reason why the other party turned off her phone again was because of what she said: "Secret photography is..." Illegal" that sentence.

This time, Tang Manman learned the lesson, spoke carefully, and even kept her voice high even unconsciously.

"I read the email. Where did you take these photos and videos? Can you tell me?"

Cao Jinyan on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, thinking that if his mentality collapsed, he would break out of a trap.

Tang Manman is a native of Kyoto, and her voice is that of a standard northern girl. This is different from Mu Qingyao, Song Xinyi and the Bai sisters, who are southern girls.

There is a big difference in the voices of girls from the north and the south.

Cao Jinyan said calmly: "Does Miss Tang know what Tang Ye is doing now?"

Tang Manman suppressed her anger as much as possible to prevent herself from exploding, and spoke to the other party in the cutest voice: "What are you doing?"

She was afraid that the other party would hang up the phone again and turn off the phone.

Cao Jinyan did not answer, but asked: "Does Miss Tang know about the profession of Cowherd?"

Cowherd?

Tang Manman's expression became unnatural, and she didn't understand why the other party suddenly mentioned the word 'Cowherd'.

In fact, "Cowherd" is an old name, and now they are all called male publicists. Tang Manman really knows it. It's not that she has ever called him "Cowherd", but that there are little sisters in her circle who have called him "Cowherd" and she has shared her thoughts and experiences with them.

Later, more and more little sisters shared their experiences and insights.

But Tang Manman never looked for it.

"know."

"It's good that you know. There's no need to waste time explaining to Miss Tang what a Cowherd is." Cao Jinyan smiled and said directly without being too pretentious: "The photos and videos you saw were all in a Cowherd shop. Photographed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Jinyan heard the sound of something falling from the receiver. After more than ten seconds, Tang Manman's voice came out tremblingly: "You... what you said is true. of?"

"of course."

Tang Manman was not feeling well at that time.

The successor of the Tang family, the future head of the family, actually went to work as a cowherd in a Cowherd shop. If word spread, the Tang family would become a joke in Kyoto... no, not just in Kyoto, but also in the whole country.

It turns out that those incredible women were not kept by the third brother outside, nor were they spent money to find them outside because they couldn't bear the loneliness, but they were the third brother they paid to find!

This turning point made Tang Manman feel dizzy.

At this moment, Tang Manman felt that his three views were shattered, too explosive.

Why?

Are you short of money?

How much money can you make as a Cowherd taking an order? One thousand or ten thousand?

But it shouldn't be. Uncle Chen transferred 1.5 billion to you some time ago. Isn't it enough for you to spend?

The transfer of 1.5 billion was quite a commotion. In fact, many people in the Tang family knew about it, but because they all knew that it was impossible to bring down Tang Ye with this matter alone, they all pretended not to know.

Tang Manman didn't understand: "Why?"

She has also seen Bai Ruoxi's photos. They are very beautiful. Aren't you satisfied with having such a wife?

She couldn't figure it out.

After she asked about her doubts, she heard the person on the other side say in an uncertain tone: "Maybe it's because I'm not satisfied!"

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