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Chapter 386 No protrusion in the front, no curves in the back, a little trick (shirt not see-through), how laughable! (Please subscribe)
"President Tang is successful in both art and business. He is young, accomplished, and famous. It's truly enviable that he is accompanied by such a beautiful woman as Miss Gao!"

Xie Genrong came up and showered him with compliments.

They adopted a very humble attitude and were impeccable in their manner.

Tang Wen curled the corners of his lips into a half-smile: "Mr. Xie, you flatter me. I've heard of your reputation."

"Does Mr. Tang know me?"

Xie Genrong's eyes lit up, his smile deepened, and he looked quite honored.

"Mr. Xie, um..."

Tang Wen felt that the phrase "acting like a pig rushing forward" was not a good way to describe it directly.

Then he paused briefly: "General Manager Xie is bold and decisive, and everyone calls him a pioneer."

"I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it. Mr. Tang, you flatter me. Compared to you, my work is just a small matter."

Although he spoke modestly, his expression clearly showed that he was very pleased.

His proudest achievement was his boldness.

How could someone with little guts dare to fabricate hundreds of housing purchase contracts?

Did they swindle 6.6 million?
Tang Wen's use of the word "闯" (chuǎng, meaning to venture or break through) really hit the nail on the head.

Before coming to say hello, I was worried that Tang Wen was young and impetuous and difficult to deal with.

Unexpectedly, there was not a trace of arrogance.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the man surnamed Xie began to steer the conversation toward real estate.

Tang Wen knew perfectly well: judging by the timeline, this guy's cash flow might have already dried up.

The jade burial suit loan scandal is about to unfold.

This is an attempt to scam me.

But Tang Wen remained calm and even offered Xie Genrong a way out: "Mr. Xie seems to have a few big projects in Beijing?"

"President Tang thinks too highly of me. Land prices in Beijing are extremely high. Even now, I'm struggling to make ends meet with Donghua Jinzuo. I don't have the resources to do anything more for the time being."

Xie Genrong complained, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Logically speaking, these things shouldn't be said on a first meeting.

It was a bit too forward to talk to someone you barely knew.

Xie Genrong knew that Tang Wen was very busy; he had been mingling in Beijing circles for several years.

I've experienced quite a few different clubs.

I've met a lot of people, and made quite a few fair-weather friends.

Even when others boast after drinking, I've never heard anyone say that they are particularly close to Tang Wen.

It's a rare opportunity to meet today, especially since Tang Wen is so wealthy, readily able to invest hundreds of millions in cash.

He's practically the cash king of Beijing!

If you can get him on your side, even the fake will become the real thing!

Tang Wen's eyes were filled with a smile, completely confirming his judgment:
This guy is in a hurry; it seems he's run out of money he scammed and his cash flow is about to collapse.

Seeing that the atmosphere of the conversation was good, Xie Genrong's next words were full of probing and temptation.

First, he showed signs of career setbacks and feeling a lot of pressure.

It is also said that Donghua Jinzuo has a total construction area of ​​nearly 10 square meters and is a high-end project.

The price is far higher than that of ordinary residential housing.

The profit margin is very high.

The remaining total value of the project is still very considerable.

He didn't mention any numbers, but he casually revealed the unsold area and the average price per square meter.

With these two sets of data, even a junior high school student can calculate the remaining value, which is still as high as 10 billion!
It is worth mentioning that Xie Genrong's educational background is junior high school.

His meaning was clear: with a remaining value of 10 billion, Tang Wenzheng was at the age of youthful ambition, and when he encountered such an opportunity, how could he not be tempted?

Knowing that the other party's probing had reached a crucial point, Tang Wen cooperated with a half-smile: "The development project is indeed under great pressure. President Xie is very experienced. We can share our knowledge and resources."

I was indeed tempted.

A hint of joy flashed in Xie Genrong's eyes, and he immediately pulled out a gleaming gold business card from his suit pocket.

It feels cool to the touch and has a metallic texture.

We exchanged contact information.

Xie Genrong suppressed his thoughts and dared not talk any further, for fear that Tang Wen would see through him.

He deliberately changed the subject, talking about his friends in the banking industry and discussing his antique collection.

Finally, he talked about his views on the film and television industry, his appreciation for Tang Wen's films, and Lanxing's outstanding reputation in the entertainment industry.

They chatted for more than twenty minutes until the fashion show began, at which point they took their leave with their wives.

The other people around who wanted to get to know Tang Wen frowned secretly.

At the same time, I was curious about what the two of them were talking about and how they could talk for so long.

Tang Wen watched the two leave, took a sip of wine, and looked at them with a playful expression.

"It seems this person came here specifically to see you," Da Meiyuan said.

Tang Wen was surprised: Yuanyuan figured out the problem? That's impressive, you've learned from your experience.

He turned his head, looked into Gao Yuanyuan's clear eyes, and was about to praise her.

Gao Yuanyuan lowered her head, looked at the business card, and asked expectantly, "Is this pure gold?"

Tang Wen's lips twitched: Okay, I still overestimated you.

"Let's go watch the fashion show."

The lights dimmed, and the models began their walk.

Summer is still long, and the models are all wearing summer fashion.

One by one, beautiful young women, wearing high heels, lined up and made their entrance.

The movements were quite professional.

However, when she walked up to Tang Wen, she couldn't help but glance at him, which slightly broke her composure.

Two rounds have passed.

The female models changed into ripped hot pants and various short skirts for their lower body, showing off their long legs. Their upper body clothes were small and tight, outlining their alluring curves.

The atmosphere inside the room changed instantly; people spoke in hushed tones as the men scrutinized the scene intently.

Gao Yuanyuan leaned close to Tang Wen's ear and said sarcastically, "You're watching so intently! You haven't even glanced at me in 10 minutes."

Tang Wen: So you stared at me for 10 minutes?

He spoke softly, "This show isn't very good."

"Heh, you're wearing too much, aren't you?" Da Meiyuan snorted.

Tang Wen thought to himself: That's absolutely right.

But what he actually said was: "These fashions, with their silhouettes, cuts, and layered elements, are full of European and American influences."

Da Meiyuan frowned: Is this for real? You're really looking at clothes?

She didn't believe it at all.

Looking at the nearest model on the stage, he casually remarked, "That shirt is nice, what do you think?"

Tang Wen shook his head: "It clearly borrows from the resort style of southern France, with ink-wash prints on it. It seems to combine Chinese elements, but it's all show and no substance..."

Gao Yuanyuan asked in surprise, "When did you start studying fashion?"

Tang Wen smiled without saying a word: This doesn't need research, we can just make it up on the spot.

I'm taking advantage of you because you don't understand, silly little sister.

Looking at the model wearing a South of France resort-style shirt, Tang Wen gave his honest opinion in his mind:

No curves in the front, no perky back, shirt not see-through, ridiculous... 4 points.

The models went back on stage, all now wearing bikinis.

Tang Wen continued to read attentively:

Those legs are long;

Hmm, this Yukiko is quite good; she has a promising career.

Ah, too bad, only her face is okay...

The beautiful woman kept glancing at him with a doubtful look in her eyes, but she didn't dare to say anything.

What if he is genuinely appreciating the clothes and then offers some new insights? Wouldn't that make me look ignorant?

The fashion show ended to thunderous applause.

Tang Wen hadn't had enough yet, and his mind drifted back to his Victoria's Secret date with Leonardo DiCaprio.

in the country, he needs to maintain a certain public image; he can just enjoy the spectacle for a while.

But if you go overseas...

Work is so hard, can't we enjoy ourselves a little?

As the last model swayed her hips and left.

The lights in the venue gradually brightened.

Tang Wen once again became the focus of attention.

With Gao Yuanyuan and Su Mang flanking him, they effortlessly collected numerous business cards and secured several cooperation agreements.

For the first time, Su Mang experienced what it felt like to stand in the center of the stage, feeling the gazes of successful people around him.

Then I saw one after another glamorous rich wives and beautiful women, their eyes filled with envy and even jealousy.

I felt a little giddy.

Although the former was for Tang Wen, the latter was for Gao Yuanyuan.

But she was standing right next to them after all!

Can't we benefit from this?

She subconsciously moved her feet closer to Tang Wen.

The sleeveless dress revealed her upper arms, which pressed against Tang Wen's arm.

The cool, smooth touch is even more wonderful than drinking ice water on a hot day!

Su Mang: Actually, I'm not bad looking.

Tang Wen sighed inwardly and glanced at the smiling beauty, Yuan Yuan: "Yuan Yuan, you'd better be more careful."

Your partner is a bit too calculating.

"Ugh, I'm exhausted, my face is all stiff from smiling."

So many people came to get to know Tang Wen that the party didn't end until after 11 p.m.

In the back seat of the Rolls-Royce, the beautiful woman closed the door and slumped into her seat.

"Didi"

Just as Tang Wen was about to say something, the car parked next to him honked its horn.

It's a Bentley with consecutive license plates, but it's not a Beijing A license plate.

"This is?"

"Xie Genrong's car," the driver in front replied. The bodyguard in the passenger seat quickly reminded him, "Boss, the people have gotten out. It's Xie Genrong and his wife."

Gao Yuanyuan complained, then sat up straight and revealed a warm smile.

The car window rolled down, and Xie Genrong approached: "What a coincidence, Mr. Tang. I just heard from people in the same neighborhood that we are actually neighbors."

Tang Wen feigned surprise.

Until he said "No. 6 Gongyuan".

Tang Wen suddenly realized: "That was truly fate."

"It's better to meet by chance than by invitation. Mr. Tang must be hungry after a long night. My wife has prepared a late-night snack at the State Guesthouse. Shall we grab something to eat together?"

Tang Wen's expression shifted slightly, as if he wanted to go, but after hesitating for a few seconds, he shook his head:

"Thank you for your kind words, Mr. Xie, but it's really late today and I'm tired. My parents are waiting at home, so it's not good to go back too late."

Xie Genrong's expression changed slightly, but it was almost imperceptible under the cover of night. His tone remained unchanged as he laughed and said, "That's really unfortunate."

Tang Wen made a move: "I'll treat President Xie another day."

On the other side, Madam Xie expressed her admiration and envy for Gao Yuanyuan. The two women chatted happily and agreed to go shopping together when they had time.

"Mr. Tang, have a safe journey."

"Goodbye."

The Rolls-Royce finally drove out of the parking lot.

Da Meiyuan slumped back in her seat again: "This Mr. Xie, he really doesn't lack money."

Tang Wen gave her a strange look: "How did you figure that out?"

"He invited us to the state guesthouse. I remember reading in the newspaper that he rented an office there. Guess how much the rent was for a year?"

"A daily rental of fifty thousand dollars?" Tang Wen recalled for a moment and said an outrageous price.

But this is the normal price for the "Presidential Building" of the State Guesthouse.

"It can't be that expensive. The media reports say it's three to five million. But that's the rent, and it's for a year. How could he rent such a nice office building if he didn't have the money?"

Da Meiyuan's logic seems to be sound.

Tang Wen reached out and pulled her stockinged legs into his arms, casually asking:

"When he was young, he took a huge risk to go north and work as a middleman to earn his first pot of gold."

To achieve what I have today, I don't know how much hardship and tears I've endured.

If you were him, would you be willing to spend your hard-earned millions to rent an office building that has little practical use?

Da Meiyuan blurted out, "Of course I wouldn't!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she exclaimed "Eh!" as if something was amiss.

"He's a bit flamboyant, maybe because he's rich now?" Before she could finish speaking, recalling Xie Genrong's implication, Gao Yuanyuan again dismissed her opinion:
"No, no, he's clearly short of money. He still wants to cooperate with you, so why... Did he not need money when he rented it, but now he does?"

The blind man discovered Hua Dian.

Tang Wen shook his head: "This person is suspicious, don't make a fuss."

Gao Yuanyuan looked out the car window. "Of course I won't pay attention to him, but his wife asked me to go shopping, and I just agreed."

"Make up an excuse to decline, so they don't notice anything unusual."

Although Dae-mi-won is not known for her acting skills, she is much better than the average person.

Xie Genrong's wife was not a particularly shrewd person.

Gao Yuanyuan is not so fooled that she can't even fool the other party.

She looked at Tang Wen, who seemed to be deep in thought, and sensed that he was plotting something.

He frowned and gripped Tang Wen's hand tightly, saying:
"He has a problem, can't we just stay far away from them?"

Their eyes met, and Tang Wen sensed her unease. He smiled and took her small hand, saying, "Trust me, it won't be long before he reveals his true colors."

"Okay, just don't get involved in anything dangerous. You've already made enough money."

Tang Wen comforted her a few more times, allaying her worries.

There is actually no danger.

Now that Xie Genrong's cash flow has dried up, he definitely won't be able to pay the monthly mortgage payments for those hundreds of fake contracts.

When the time comes, they'll have to resort to the "jade burial suit" to deceive people again.

Tang Wen judged that as long as he made the move, the outcome would be clear in no time.

Besides his desire to rid the people of this scourge, he also had some other plans regarding the person surnamed Xie…

However, this doesn't need to be told to Gao Yuanyuan.

The temperament she's displaying now doesn't seem like that of someone capable of running a household.

Fortunately, Tang Wen had a lot of talent in this area, so there was no need for Da Meiyuan to force herself on him.

Wang Zuxian, Lin Zhiling, Jia Jingwen, Chen, Fan Bingbing... each has her own merits.

Well, as for why Fan Bingbing, who is the most career-minded and capable, is listed last.

To put it simply, if Tang Wen were also an actress, on par with her, but didn't have as many businesses besides her own career, then Fan Bingbing would undoubtedly be the best choice.

If the two join forces, they might be able to create a small force in the industry.

But there is no such "if".

Tang Wen has a lot of assets and many women around him.

Fan Bingbing is quite exclusive; if she were in charge, the others wouldn't have an easy time.

Therefore, she was ranked even behind Chen, who had little presence.

Of course, no matter what happens in the future, Tang Wen's assets will not be in the hands of women, at least not the vast majority of them.

He will try his best to use his skill as a master of balance to treat each bowl of water fairly.

But with people's hearts not at peace, it's not easy to achieve this.

Being a man is tough!

"What are you thinking about?" Da Meiyuan calmed down and noticed that Tang Wen was lost in thought.

Tang Wen blurted out, "We are working hard to plan a fair path, laying the foundation for your bright future!"

Da Meiyuan:?

She instinctively felt this wasn't a nice thing to say, so she snorted, snuggled into Tang Wen's arms, and pressed him "fiercely":

"He just said he was your neighbor, that you lived in house number six near the Imperial Examination Hall. What's going on? Who lives there now?"

"You want to go?"

"You dare to take me?" Gao Yuanyuan didn't believe it.

Her clever little brain suspected that Tang Wen was saying this on purpose, trying to dispel her past thoughts.

So he changed his mind and said, "Okay, I'll go, right now. I want to see who's inside!"

"Turn around and head to Gongyuan No. 6," Tang Wen instructed with a smile.

The car turned a corner and continued speeding along the empty streets late at night.

The car stopped shortly afterward.

Tang Wen remained expressionless.

The beautiful woman crossed her arms, as if he were bluffing.

"If you're scared, I don't have to go up."

"If I take you up there, how about you follow my orders tonight?"

Gao Yuanyuan hesitated.

I want to bet, but I'm afraid of getting ripped off too badly.

After hesitating for half a minute, the driver got out of the car, but she still hadn't made up her mind.

Tang Wen kissed her on the cheek: "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. You were going to come sooner or later."

"What do you mean?"

“I bought three sets here, one for my mom and one for my two sisters.”

"what?"

The beautiful woman was taken aback.

Thinking that he had visited her parents several times while she had never met his family, Gao Yuanyuan felt ashamed and a little flustered, and stammered:
"It's too late today. I can't go upstairs to see your aunt like this. No, you shouldn't go up either. Let's go back home first."

She tugged at Tang Wen's clothes, her eyes pleading.

This shy girl's fear of meeting her in-laws is very cute.

Tang Wen stopped talking nonsense, laughed, and carried her out of the car.

When Gao Yuanyuan came upstairs, she found the house empty and realized she had been scammed.

But she couldn't hold a grudge against Tang Wen. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

Tang Wen hugged her from behind, brought his mouth close to her ear, and said in a very serious tone:

"Mr. Gao, you've had too much to drink. As your driver, I'm not comfortable leaving you at the door. I'll take you inside before I leave... What do you say?"

Hot breath sprayed behind her ears, and her fair skin visibly turned red.

Da Meiyuan: What did I say?

You just started this role-playing without warning, I'm almost embarrassed to listen...

On the other side, Xie Genrong watched Tang Wen's taillights disappear into the distance.

He turned around and slapped his thigh hard: "What a pity!"

Mrs. Xie was startled by his sudden action: "Old Xie, everyone is tired today, why do you have to treat us today?"

"What do you know! Get in the car!"

"You!" Madam Xie stamped her foot in anger.

Sitting in the Bentley, looking at the warm night outside the window, Xie Genrong remained silent for a moment before reasoning with his wife:
"Do you know why big bosses always prefer to discuss business over drinks?"

"She just enjoys seeing others flatter her!" Madam Xie wasn't entirely stupid.

"That's only half true. They want people to drink and get drunk!"
Then, by observing your words and actions after drinking, they can judge your character.

To further assess whether you are capable of succeeding...

Mrs. Xie gradually calmed down, but still didn't understand:

"What does this have to do with you insisting on waiting foolishly and inviting Tang Wen to dinner? His career is thriving; once he's at the dinner table, do you think you can control him?"

Xie Genrong suddenly lost the will to continue, and only replied perfunctorily:
"Social interactions are exhausting, and he was tired and weary, so drinking was the perfect way for him to unwind. Men, you know, you get to know them after a few drinks, and we're neighbors anyway..."

As the two were talking, Xie Genrong's phone rang.

"Hey, I'm not going over tonight. Let them go. As for the money, give them half, no! Give them a third."

What's there to be dissatisfied about? Nothing was accomplished, so what's there to be dissatisfied about?
It's not yet midnight, so it's late... well, anyway, it's settled then.

"What didn't get done?" Mrs. Xie asked her husband.

"Hey, it's the chef team. Tang Wen isn't coming, so there's no need to cook. They've all gone home to sleep." Xie Genrong avoided his wife's eyes.

He told the truth.

Pulling a billionaire onto your sinking ship.

It's not as simple as having a meal and establishing a superficial relationship to persuade someone.

He planned to lure Tang Wen with promises of great rewards; if Tang Wen agreed, everything would be easy.

If that doesn't work, he plans to create some leverage to hold against him.

The specific method is simple and crude.

First, get Tang Wen drunk.

Then he had his wife take Gao Yuanyuan away, while he took Tang Wen to the second match.

They pushed him into the group of women who had been called over beforehand.

The people we invited this time are from top-tier establishments; they're got plenty of flirting skills.

It can help a 60-year-old man regain his virility.

Tang Wen, known for his womanizing ways, was young and vigorous; could he possibly resist?

After it was all over, we had the evidence.

Are you worried that Tang Wen won't invest or get on board?

The methods used are somewhat underhanded, and the consequences could be quite serious.

But he was already at his wit's end.

Paper wrapped fire.

The first sum of money they swindled was spent, and the project was on the verge of being halted.

The fire is about to burn me.

He knew better than anyone how big the hole was inside.

They're trying to scam the bank again, not even sure if they can succeed.

Even if they manage to get a loan through deception, they'll only be able to prolong their lives for a little longer.

The project is completely ruined; unless each unit can be sold three times.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to make a profit.

'Don't rush, Tang Wen and I are neighbors, let's find an opportunity, and another opportunity!'

Yes, we can't give up on the bank.

I need to take the bank manager to see my antique collection and let him see my financial strength…

Tonight, I'll design Tang Wen.

In Xie Genrong's own view, he was just one step away from success.

In reality, he's far from good enough.

Even if Tang Wen doesn't know him or the shady things he's done.

I had a late-night snack with him, genuinely because we were neighbors.

With his body that requires medication to function, plus his wife who is barely a class beauty, how could he possibly get Tang Wen, who possesses a top-tier physique, drunk?
Assuming he's been drugged, would Tang Wen's security team watch as someone they've just met takes Tang Wen away?

Tang Wen's security team has multiple contingency plans for abnormal events.

Take a thousand steps back.

Suppose that Tang Wen, in his drunken state, loses his senses and obeys Xie Genrong's every word, while cursing at his bodyguards and driver.

Neither of them would back down an inch.

This was already written in the contract.

While they stop the person, they will notify Xia Tian, ​​Han Sanping, Dong Xuan, Wang Zuxian...

The security team is not afraid of violent conflict.

They are a team that has seen bloodshed, and they can reasonably use stun guns when their safety is threatened.

In fact, Xie Genrong's knowledge was nowhere near the edge of Tang Wen's social circle.

Based on his past experience, he believed that the simpler and more brutal the conspiracy, the more likely it was to succeed.

That applies to ordinary people, or people with a little money.

Tang Wen's defensive perimeter was more powerful than he could have imagined.

He's someone who built his fortune through swindling and deception, and he's never encountered anyone in a truly high-energy circle.

Otherwise, they would have been doomed long ago.

In the original timeline, Xie Genrong was fortunate not to have tried to scam any bigwigs or tycoons.

  Instead, he chose the banks that had previously granted him loans as his targets.

Otherwise, it's hard to say whether they'll live peacefully until they go to prison.

Gongyuan No. 6.

Accompanied by a trembling voice that was incredibly alluring.

The beautiful woman was powerless to resist.

After a while, Tang Wen got up, picked up his phone, and checked the messages.

A reminder from security manager Zhao Cheng:

The guy who was observing outside tonight told me that this Mr. Xie had been waiting outside for over an hour, seemingly just to wait for you to come out. Something's not right.

Tang Wen smiled, walked to the balcony, and called Zhao Cheng back:

"Investigate this General Manager Xie overnight, but don't contact him or anyone around him. Start with ordinary employees, their families, and project suppliers..."

(End of this chapter)