Star Trace Gate

In the restaurant, Tang Feng's words silenced the whole family.

The younger brother, who was only eight years old, glanced at his parents with smart eyes and asked weakly: "Big pot, what are you pretending to do? You need 150,000 yuan?"

"Eat more vegetables." Tang Feng used serving chopsticks and picked up two vegetable leaves for his brother with a smile.

"I don't like cabbage." The younger brother was dissatisfied.

"If you don't eat vegetables, you still have fists." Tang Feng looked directly at his younger brother.

"...!"

The younger brother lowered his head silently and ate the cabbage aggrievedly. He didn't know if other people's eldest brothers meant what they said, but his own eldest brother always kept his word and beat him whenever he said.

"No, I won't lend it." The elegant father rejected his son's loan application with an unpleasant look on his face.

For a while, the family atmosphere seemed a bit dull.

The Tang family is a local household in Kyoto. Although it is not a top wealthy family or a large conglomerate, it is still in the elite class.

Tang Feng's grandfather had been an official and actively responded to the call, giving birth to five children. Father Tang is the third eldest son, with an older brother and an older sister, and a younger brother and younger sister.

The five brothers and sisters of the Tang family are all doing well, either working in the financial industry or the entertainment industry, and they are very united. No matter who is in the trough, the brothers and sisters will help.

In the past few years, Tang's father was very brilliant, and he was also a top-notch presence among his brothers and sisters. He continuously invested in several film industries and short drama companies, all of which received generous returns.

But this person is prone to drifting when things go too smoothly. In addition, he has gotten older in recent years and has made several shady operations in succession, causing his assets to shrink significantly. Some stocks he has held for a long time have also been green all year round... It's a low point in life.

The family members don't know that Tang Feng is a New Year's Eve watcher, because this identity is not disclosed to the public. His apparent occupation was a clerk in a trading company, but he was suspended from his job in October last year due to some psychological problems.

At the dinner table, Tang Feng's eyes were full of confusion: "Why don't you borrow it? I'm your son."

"Looking for a job, before joining the job, you have to worry about me asking for a gift of 100,000 yuan. For a position with a salary of 5,000 yuan a month, I have to pay 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a month." Father Tang put down the soup bowl and said seriously: "You Give me this treatment, and I can also be your son."

"Why don't you respect yourself and just make such a joke?" Tang Feng seemed to be very traditional and looked at his father sideways: "Besides, I will pay back the money, I will pay back...!"

"I took X loan, I got X degree, but it's really not ok, campus fruit loan. There are so many financial products, there is always one suitable for you." Tang's father wiped his mouth with a tissue and said in a weird way.

At this moment, the charming and beautiful mother next to her spoke: "How can we talk to each other like this? People will laugh if it spreads. Xiaofeng hasn't worked for a long time, so why don't you lend it to him... Now Communicating among young people is indeed very expensive. If you don’t have money in your pocket, you may feel inferior easily.”

"Inferiority? Don't you understand what he said? He said he wanted to borrow money to show off." Tang's father looked at his wife with some excitement: "You spoil him, then give it to him."

"How can I have money?" When my mother heard this, she stopped trying to persuade her.

"I have a party to talk about a new project. We may play cards at Lao Liu's place tonight." Father Tang said, turned and walked towards the door.

At the dining table, Tang Feng looked straight at his father's back: "Dad, are you sure you don't want to borrow it?"

"?!"

Tang's father was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned to look at him: "You're not going to rob me, are you, idol?!"

"Heh, okay." Tang Feng smiled nervously.

"Dangdang!"

The door opened and Tang's father left.

At the dining table, the mother glanced at her eldest son: "I will get you 30,000 yuan later. You can save some money. The family is not doing well recently..."

"No, I don't eat food that comes from outside." Tang Feng stretched his waist and stood up.

"?!"

My mother was stunned for a moment: "Son, have you recently made an appointment with a psychiatrist...that emotion of yours...?"

"I'm very healthy!!!" Tang Feng said angrily, as if a cat's tail had been stepped on, "I'm a normal person, don't imply that I'm abnormal."

"...Okay, okay, then sit down normally."

"No, I'm going out to meet a colleague and talk about reinstatement." Tang Feng said this and hurriedly left the house.

Next to him, the youngest son sniffed, shook his head and said, "Mom, please give me 30,000 yuan... The eldest brother's role is useless. You can train me with all your strength from now on. I can handle it."

"You really deserve a beating." Mom glared at him.

……

Shanghai stock market, around nine o'clock in the evening.

Huang Wei drove Ren Ye to Qingfu District.

"Are you sure this Tang Feng is reliable?!" Ren also asked this question for the 108th time.

"... How should I put it? Regular teammates can guarantee the lower limit, but Tang Feng can determine the upper limit." Huang Wei said with a smile: "Slowly you will know why I did this."

Ren Ye paused and asked again: "What is Tang Feng's supernatural ability?"

Huang Wei smiled mysteriously: "It will be kept secret for now."

"Tsk~ How strong can a mentally ill person be?" Ren Ye scoffed: "Psychiatrist? When you hear the title of this stage... there is nothing interesting about it."

Huang Wei ignored this and asked softly: "Where are you going? Come back to your work with me?"

"No, let's go home tonight." Ren also shook his head: "Oh, by the way. Come to my house for a meal tomorrow, call Xu Peng, Gu Nian...my dad invites you."

"Okay." Huang Wei agreed: "Then I'll take you home first."

……

Kyoto, in a private members-only club.

A group of middle-aged people in their forties or fifties were sitting in a private room and having a party.

In the center of the crowd, Tang's father was smoking a cigarette and looked very active in front of all Park friends: "There are plot interpretations and role plays here... My little sister has all received acting training, and her main focus is on moving acting. Dear bosses, today The one who is late must invest 200 million, let’s play well and play thoroughly.”

"Old Tang, you haven't been good in the past two years. I can't take out any more." Not far away, a fat man in his fifties lowered his head and ate a fruit plate, and said briefly: "I'm the one who counts on your project." OK, I voted."

"Oh, we are just playing, let's not talk about it." Tang's father smiled and waved his hand, but said sincerely: "In this case, I will ask the company's Xiao Zhang to send you the project information tomorrow."

"No need to send it. I am a friend, a friend of more than thirty years." The fat man raised his wine glass and winked at Tang's father.

The other friends didn't say much, either toasting to Old Tang or nodding to him.

After a few words, the business was settled, and Old Tang began to order the main dishes.

After a while, a group of fat and thin beauties walked in with all their charm.

However, as soon as these beauties sat down, Old Tang suddenly discovered that there was an "acquaintance" among them. He sat next to the fat man and shouted familiarly: "Uncle Liu, I will accompany you!"

That's right, I know this man very well, Old Tang, and I had dinner with him.