Chapter 1179

On the other side, Feng Ziang's home.

At this time, Feng Ziang is having dinner with his friends in the box, accompanied by several sexy and hot beauties.

When Feng Ziang and Tang Xiaoyu finished talking on the phone, the whole person was in a bad mood.

He directly pushed the beauty in his arms aside, and then whispered, "Zhang Feng, it's his mother Zhang Feng again. Why hasn't he left Nanyuan city?"

"Childe Feng, what's the matter with you?"

A young man asked with a smile after seeing that Feng Ziang's expression seemed to be something wrong.

"What else could it be? It's Zhang Feng I told you before. He's so brave. Now he's still in Nanyuan city and runs to Tang Xiaoyu to complain to me... "

Feng Ziang said with his teeth clenched.

"I thought it was something. Isn't it a poor boy from Jiangcheng?"

The young man smiled disdainfully, and then continued: "young master Feng, shall I help you clean up this boy?"

The young man talking at this time is Yang Xiaole. His family is engaged in entertainment business, and Yang Xiaole's father is a little famous figure here in Nanyuan city. It is said that he also has some black road relations, so what he means is very obvious.

Yang Xiaole knows that Tang Xiaoyu's grandfather likes Feng Ziang very much, so the probability of Feng Ziang marrying Tang Xiaoyu is very high in the future.

At this time, he obviously planned ahead and had a good relationship with Feng Ziang in advance. When Feng Ziang really became the son-in-law of the Tang family, he would benefit immensely.

Feng Ziang naturally knew what Yang Xiaole meant, but after hesitating for a while, he whispered, "forget it. If you start with Zhang Feng at this time, Xiaoyu will definitely guess that I did it. At that time, Xiaoyu will be really angry and things will be in trouble..."

"Young master Feng, I didn't expect you to be so timid?"

At this time, a beautiful woman came up and said with a smile.

"It's not that I'm timid, but now my relationship with Xiao Yu is a little relaxed. I don't want to be so rigid..."

Feng Ziang explained.

Feng Ziang has been pursuing Tang Xiaoyu. In fact, this matter has already spread in the upper circles of Nanyuan city.

People even think that Feng Ziang's taking Tang Xiaoyu is just a matter of time.

Yang Xiaole looked at Feng Ziang, blinked, and then said softly, "childe Feng, we don't need to really treat Zhang Feng, just let him lose face in front of Miss Tang?"

"How can you embarrass him? Xiao Yu doesn't let me near this Zhang Feng at all... "

Feng Ziang said helplessly.

"Mr. Feng, you can't get close to this Zhang Feng, but I can!"

Yang Xiaole sneered, then continued: "this evening is Miss Tang's birthday party. If I let Zhang Feng lose people in front of so many people, wouldn't the rest be simple?"

“……”

Feng Ziang hesitated, then asked Yang Xiaole, "what are you going to do?"

Yang Xiaole looked at the beautiful women around him, and then told Feng Ziang about his plan.

"Young master Feng, what do you think of my method?"

Yang Xiaole bared his teeth and asked with a smile.

"Yes, it's a good way!"

Feng Ziang nodded gently, and then continued: "in this way, I can not only get rid of the relationship, but also teach this Zhang Feng a lesson. I'll follow your plan tonight. I won't treat you badly after it is done!"

"Young master Feng, what are you talking about? What is the relationship between us? I didn't help you for this benefit... "

Yang Xiaole said hypocritically.

Feng Ziang looked at Yang Xiaole and didn't directly expose Yang Xiaole.

He is not a fool. Yang Xiaole must have some purpose to be so attentive to him.

It's just that Feng Ziang thinks Yang Xiaole still has a little brain, so he will always stay with him.

On the other hand, Zhang Feng didn't know what Feng Ziang and others were planning.

After school, he went straight home and changed his clothes. Then he picked up a small gift and took a taxi to the hotel where Tang Xiaoyu held his birthday party.

This hotel is the property of Tang family, and it is also a very famous hotel in China.

When Zhang Feng got off the bus, he found that all kinds of luxury cars drove into the hotel parking lot. In fact, it is very rare for guests like Zhang Feng to come by taxi.

"Rich people are different. Even the birthday party is so grand. I would have driven my Mercedes out if I had known..."

Zhang Feng couldn't help sighing softly, and then walked directly into the hotel.

"Hello, sir!"

The receptionist greeted Zhang Feng very politely.

"I'm here to attend Tang Xiaoyu's birthday party..."

Zhang Feng said directly.

After hearing Zhang Feng's words, the receptionist flashed a strange look in her eyes, but said with a smile: "Sir, please show me your invitation!"

Zhang Feng directly handed the invitation to the front desk sister, and the front desk saw the invitation. The expression on his face changed instantly. He hurriedly said to Zhang Feng, "Mr. Zhang, please come here..."

"Good!"

Zhang Feng nodded gently, then led by the front desk, walked through a long corridor, and a gate appeared in Zhang Feng's line of sight.

Zhang Feng knew that behind the gate should be the place for the birthday party. Zhang Feng could even hear bursts of soothing music.

At this time, two men in black stood on both sides of the gate. After checking that there was no problem with Zhang Feng's invitation, they let Zhang Feng in.

After entering the hall, Zhang Feng found that the decoration in the hall was indeed very luxurious, with gorgeous crystal chandeliers, beautiful music and white marble tiles, as if all these were revealing the word luxury to people.

Although Zhang Feng didn't come very late, the hall was already overcrowded at this time.

Most of these people are high-class people in China's maritime province. Everyone is wearing expensive dresses, in groups, or whispering or drinking.

These faces are hung with a faint smile, giving people an extremely kind feeling.

After all, they are all well-known people in the society, so they attach great importance to their every move and won't do anything special at all.