Chapter 639, this matter has been revealed

"Master Fang, Miss Ye, I'm sorry, I was wrong...".

Fang Chen snorted coldly; "It's not wrong to say it, but what I think in my heart, I know it, I'm giving Patriarch Tang a face today."

Having said that, Fang Chen paused and took a deep breath.

"This matter has been revealed."

Fang Chen nodded in agreement.

This farce ended, and countless people sighed.

Especially the employees of Chen Yuan, who saw this scene with their own eyes, even praised the big boss of Tian Ding whenever they met.

After all, they don't understand the cause and effect of things.

All he knew was that the mighty and domineering Young Master Fang made the heads of the Tang family, who were the twelve great families, submit to him.

Only Fang Chen knew.

It is rare for me to let the tiger go back to the mountain this time.

Tang Baili is a man with a very deep city, and Fang Chen could see it because he was biting his breath and not apologizing to himself.

The best way to frighten this kind of guy is to give him a hard time.

It's a pity...with Patriarch Tang's intervention, Fang Chen couldn't do it in the end.

Otherwise, among other things, Tang Baili would at least shed a layer of skin.

Afterwards, Patriarch Tang also sternly warned Tang Baili not to get Fang Ziyao's attention, Fang Chen shrugged noncommittally, what this guy said and how he behaved was his business.

Of course, if Fang Chen knew that he had overstepped the norm.

Whether he was beaten afterwards was also up to him, Tang Baili.

……

"Master Fang, are you sure you're eating at that kind of place?"

When Fang Chen and his party left Chen Yuan.

The head of the Tang family insisted on being a host by his side, so he had to drag Fang Chen to have a meal together.

It seems that he intends to completely turn his quarrel with Fang Chen into a friendship today, and hopes that Master Fang will let the past go.

In fact, Fang Chen has no plans to take revenge on the Tang family, and he will not care about a mere star like Tang Baili at all.

But Old Man Tang's kindness was hard to turn down, and Fang Chen and Gu Yiming had no choice.

Old stuff is like a nougat.

Forcibly sticking to the side of the three of them.

The three of them are of course Fang Chen, Ye Qingcheng, and Gu Yiming...

After signing the contract, Li Sijiang obediently returned to the Tianding clothing branch.

He came to discuss business with the big boss.

As a member of the board of directors, his work was also quite heavy.

After finishing the business of signing the contract, Hui Tianding still has a lot of things waiting for Li Sijiang to deal with.

"Ok".

Fang Chen glanced at the Patriarch of the Tang family and snorted.

Ye Qingcheng was also full of doubts, she just didn't have a good impression of Tang Baili, as for this old father who could kneel for his son, she just sympathized.

No one will worry about this unlucky child!

Pit dad stuff.

"Master Fang, this kind of street stall is not clean..."

"Patriarch Tang, as I said, what happened just now has been revealed.

You have no end, and you have to follow us?".

Fang Chen frowned and said.

When Ye Qingcheng fell in love with Fang Chen, he didn't have the airs of a goddess at all.

Fang Chen would of course follow her whatever she wanted.

Ye Qingcheng took the initiative to eat the barbecue at the food stall.

Can Fang Chen stop him?

Patriarch Tang smiled like a kind aunt.

Fang Chen's heart trembled as he watched, Young Master Fang waved his hand irritably; "Why don't you just do what you should and don't follow us."

but……

Patriarch Tang seemed to have never heard of it.

"Master Fang, then I'll get the menu..."

"Nimma!".

Staring at the back of this old thing going away, Fang Chen wished to give him a big mouth.

Can I rely on Lao Tzu?
"Manager Ye will be on vacation in the afternoon, and spend some time with Young Master Fang."

Gu Yiming casually moved a chair at the food stall, and laughed twice, he could also see Fang Chen's helplessness.

However, Patriarch Tang had dealt with him several times.

At this moment, since Patriarch Tang wanted to seek peace with Young Master Fang on his own initiative, Gu Yiming would never make any casual remarks on this matter before getting instructions from Fang Chen.

Fang Chen rubbed his sore brows; "Order."

When waiting for the food to be served, because everyone is eating at the food stalls on the street.

As far as Fang Chen could see, he could see the bustling streets of the capital.

There are towering street lamps with advertisements hanging on them.

Bulletin boards and small advertisements are rarely seen on the roadside.

"Sure enough, the speed of the capital's development is still beyond the reach of Changquan City's flattery!"

While Fang Chen was feeling emotional, suddenly a childish voice sounded not far away.

"Dad, I also want to eat barbecue...".

Near this bustling food stall, there are noisy voices, and the childish voices of children are special, as eye-catching and dazzling as diamonds on the Gobi Desert.

Fang Chen's sight was also attracted by the child's voice.

Looking over there, I saw a thin figure following a cart, and a middle-aged man with no good looks in front.

It doesn't look like the child's father, more like the child's grandfather.

The middle-aged man's car is full of oranges.

Seeing this scene, Fang Chen's sense of crampedness in the big city was pulled back to the streets of the city.

This is the real life!
The child's eyes stared straight at the golden barbecue at the barbecue stall, especially at the moment when he saw the chef shake his palm and sprinkle the seasoning and secret sauce.

A strong aroma spread out.

The child couldn't walk anymore, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva suddenly, and stared blankly at the barbecue shop.

But when the father heard the words, a look of embarrassment appeared on his weather-beaten face; "When we sell out of oranges today, Dad will bring you to eat, okay?".

The man pushing the orange cart is about 40 years old.

But at first glance, it really gives people an old feeling, maybe the burden of life on him is too heavy.

To be honest, his appearance is really a bit unkempt.

The unshaven beard looks like it hasn't been tidied up for a long time, and the hair is also messy.

It's hard to see the shadow of a middle-aged man.

exactly.

In fact, both father and son have a sense of travel and dust.

When I met a person who came up to inquire about the price, the father would introduce it enthusiastically in dialect, saying;
"This is the fruit we grow at home, it's very sweet...".

It may be because I have also had a difficult life for a period of time.

Master Fang fell in love with the scene, but wanted to support the other party's business.

But Fang Chen just got up together.

There was a person in the same seat who was faster than him, and it turned out to be the head of the Tang family.

The head of the Tang family walked straight to the orange cart.

click-

Fang Chen lit a cigarette for himself and slowly narrowed his eyes.

What the hell is this old thing doing?

This nougat sticks to them all the way.

As a result, Fang Chen originally wanted to chat with Gu Yiming about the game of the Universal Chamber of Commerce, but he was unable to speak.

The Patriarch of the Tang family communicated with the father who sells oranges in a very low voice.

It was barely audible what he was saying.

Only the father may have been doing farm work in the fields all year round, and he was used to talking in a loud voice, and Fang Chen could vaguely hear him say something;
"Okay, come on son, this uncle wants to hug you...".

The Patriarch of the Tang family chatted there for more than a few minutes, and interacted with the little boy for a while in the middle.

The little boy seemed a little shy.

The Patriarch of the Tang family didn't force him, but just patted the child's head.

……

Fang Chen was full of doubts.

Could this old thing be bought to please Fang Chen because he watched himself staring at someone's orange cart for a long time, thinking he wanted to eat it?
Fang Chen rubbed his temples with a wry smile, did the Patriarch of the Tang family think of me, Fang Chen, as a great demon king?
You have to flatter and flatter everywhere.

Not so!

(End of this chapter)