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Tang Tianbao halted his steps as he silently waited for that person to come over. No, that person practically jogged all the way here. His clothes fluttered slightly in the wind. His hair was flying. He ran closer to Tang Tianbao with a face full of haste. His forehead was dripping with sweat and he looked extremely anxious.

That person didn't seem to care too much about Tang Tian Bao. He actually felt that Tang Tian Bao was purposefully blocking the way and anxiously shouted, "Get out of the way!"

All of this was completely out of Tang Tianbao's expectations. He already had no time to dodge as that person ruthlessly slammed into one of Tang Tianbao's arms.

"I told you to get out of the way, didn't you hear?" The man lost his balance and shouted angrily.

"Wang Guangkai?!" Tang Tianbao's face did not turn sullen at the fact that he had run into him. He called out that person's name.

Guang Zhen stood firmly and looked back. He was breathing heavily, not bothering to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead.

"You … "You are …" After running for a while, Wang Guangkai asked while gasping for breath.

Tang Tianbao walked into Wang Guangkang, patted his shoulder and said, "Have you forgotten? I am Tang Tianbao. Tang Tianbao, do you still remember? Does Chen Dalong know? I'm Chen Dalong's classmate, Tang Tianbao.

Wang Guangkai scratched his head with an awkward expression as if he suddenly remembered something. "Oh, I remember. Big Brother Tang." "Hello, hello." As he said this, Wang Guangliang extended his hand out, but he quickly retracted it. He then wiped his hand on his pants that was not very clean, and once again extended his hand out. After exchanging a few words with Tang Tianbao, he gave his greetings and changed the subject.

"Big Brother Tang, how do you have the time to come here?" Wang Guangkai asked.

"Oh, something. You're sending goods here? " Tang Tianbao said.

Wang Guangliang had a carefree look on his face as he took out a cigarette from his pocket and offered it to Tang Tianbao. Then, he took out a lighter and lit it with a "pa" sound.

"Big Brother Tang, you still don't know, right?" I'm the employee here. " Wang Guangke lit up a cigarette and said.

Tang Tianbao fell into deep thought. He felt even more resentful towards Chen Dalong, his former best friend and brother. Tang Tianbao only knew that Wang Guangk and Chen Dalong belonged to the same company. He only knew that Wang Guangcai was a driver and that his son Chen Dalong worked in a clothing factory in Chaozhou City. However, he really didn't know that Chen Dalong was the employee of Flying Bird.

"Big Brother Tang?" Guang Zhen exhaled a mouthful of smoke and waved his dirty black hand in front of Tang Tianbao's eyes. "What are you thinking about?"

"Oh, is Dalong here?" Tang Tianbao asked.

"You didn't come to the company to look for Big Dragon Bro?" Wang Guangkai did not answer any of the irrelevant questions.

"Oh, no." Tang Tianbao hesitated for a moment before hurriedly saying, "It's for him."

"Let's go. Follow me."

Tang Tianbao followed closely behind Wang Guanggang as they walked up the elevator. Unexpectedly, the elevator of 'Flying Bird' had a golden look, as if it was a KTV or a hotel elevator.

"How awe-inspiring!" Tang Tianbao couldn't help but sigh.

When Wang Guangkai heard Tang Tianbao's praise, he only faintly smiled. That smile was extremely short and fleeting. Wang Guangliang changed the topic and asked, "Big Brother Tang, are you still in your previous unit?"

"Oh, yes."

"If I remember correctly, it should be the clothing industry, right?" Wang Guangkai asked.

"Oh, yes. However, our company does not have your company's style. "We can't do that." Tang Tianbao was not humble at all. The difference between Rui Min's company and the Flying Bird was simply too great. It might be a bit too much to say that it was like mud in the sky, but it was definitely the same as heaven and the same as the earth. Tang Tianbao carefully observed and memorized every detail of the "Flying Bird". He could only sigh at his own inferiority. A large enterprise can clearly see from a very small aspect that the success of the Flying Bird is not without reason.

A clear and melodious voice rang out from the elevator as Tang Tianbao followed Wang Guangyao to the employee's office. As Wang Guangyao walked in front of the elevator, he continued to tirelessly explain the scale of Flying Bird's development and the company's situation. Wang Guangkai was in a state of extreme excitement and excitement. He used some extremely exaggerated rhetoric to brag about the company. It was like he was talking extravagantly and there was absolutely no one in the world that was capable of it.

However, Tang Tianbao didn't look down on Wang Guangkai's boastful words. This was because Tang Tianbao also personally felt the grandeur and nobility of the "Flying Bird". The floor of the corridor was almost bright enough to be a mirror. The leather shoes made a crisp sound as they walked. It was as if they were making a movie. In front of him was an environment-friendly wallpaper. Every meter, there was a photo of a great man with a silver-white border. Inside the frame, there were foreigners. They looked like art people, and everyone had their own characteristics. Tang Tianbao couldn't help but feel curious. He walked into a photo frame and looked at the name underneath. It was written in English, but Tang Tianbao knew that it was the female designer, Donna Karen. When Tang had first entered the "Eilan Fashion," he had studied his lessons and knew that Donna Cullen was an excellent designer. She was tall and slender, with green eyes that shone with charm. Although she was in her prime, one could still smell the scent of fashion from her body. Tang Tianbao stopped in front of Donna Cullen for a moment before continuing. The next person was even more eye-opening to Tang Tianbao. It was George Armani, who was renowned throughout the world. The next person in Armani was Paul Goldie. Among these top fashion designers, Tang Tianbao was very fond of Paul Goldie. Not long ago, he had found out about this outstanding designer, but it was definitely the feeling of seeing him in person. When Tang designed his bra, he drew inspiration from Goldie's "pointed chest". In 1990, Madonna won the acclaim for wearing the "pointy chest" dress set by Gordiae during her world tour. Now that the "pointy chest" design had become a symbol, Goldie displayed not only the slick, sexy, and modern characteristics of the costume, but also what seemed to be a synonym for fashion. Fashion is everywhere in Paris, France. Paris gave an example to the world. He didn't know that its celebrities and brands were far from fashion. Tang Tianbao was a man who was far from fashion, but he understood this, so he learned humbly. Tang Tianbao didn't recognize any of the people after that. He only looked at the list of names with interest. He took out his cell phone and took pictures of John Galiano, Karl Lagerfeld, Takeda, Yves Saint Laurent, and so on.

Tang Tianbao's actions caused Wang Guangkai to become somewhat impatient. However, he was too embarrassed to urge him on, so he could only follow behind Tang Tianbao and secretly feel anxious. Of course, Wang Guangkai did not know who these people were, nor did he know what they were for. He did not care about any of this, all he could think about was the road conditions of Tidal City, and other than that, there was only his favorite woman, Huang Yajie.

Tang Tianbao had already used his cellphone to take all of the photo frames. He said with a sigh, "Not bad, this is quite the style of a large company. The corporate culture is doing quite well. "

"Big Brother Tang, let's go." Wang Guangyao couldn't help but urge him. He really couldn't stand Tang Tianbao's serious attitude and wanted to study him thoroughly. Maybe he, Tang Tianbao, had nothing to do and was just taking a leisurely stroll around, but Wang Guangkai had something to do. There was still a batch of goods waiting to be shipped to Beijing, so he came to ask for them from the marketing department's supervisor.

"Alright, let's go." After Tang Tianbao said this, he turned around to look at the corridor with reluctance.

When he arrived at Chen Dalong's office, he happened to be out. Wang Guangkai told Tang Tianbao to sit down and pointed at the water dispenser, "Big Brother Tang, if you're thirsty, then just pour some water for yourself. You're welcome. "I still have things to do. I need to go to the marketing department first, so I won't be able to accompany you then."

Not long after Wang Guang left, Chen Dalong appeared.

"Little Treasure?" "Why are you here?" This was also the reason why he had never told Tang Tianbao about his work unit. He believed in his own brother, but they were enemies after all. Since they both worked for their bosses, Chen Dalong did not want to make enemies.

"What is it? "You don't welcome him?" Tang Tianbao had the intention of deliberately making things difficult for Chen Dalong.

"Ai, there's no need for us brothers to be so polite." Chen put the document on the desk, then he walked over to the water dispenser and bent over to pull out the transparent plastic bag with the paper cup in it from the small drawer. Chen Dalong took out two paper cups and placed them together, then he warmed Tang Tianbao's cup. After he received half of the cup, he suddenly thought of something and turned to Tang Tianbao, "That's right, Little Treasure, do you want some tea?"

"Stop busying yourself. Get me a cup of cold water. Who would drink boiling water on such a hot day?" Tang Tian Bao did not need to be courteous with Chen Dalong. He directly took Chen Dalong's paper cup and started gulping down his wine.

"What's the matter? Why did you have to personally make a trip? Can't you just make a phone call? " Chen Dalong sat on the reclining chair and said.

"My trip was worth it. "Otherwise, I wouldn't have known that Chen Dalong works in such an amazing place." Tang Tianbao placed the paper cup on the tea table in front of the sofa as he spoke a few words in a sarcastic tone. He was truly unhappy. On one hand, it was because Chen Dalong had hidden his work unit from him. On the other hand, Chen Dalong clearly knew that he was working at Rui Min's place, yet he still dared to compete with her.

"Damn, look at what you're saying. After all, we are in the same industry, I was afraid that you would misunderstand. Look at the result, you're still mistaken. " Chen Dalong did not care too much about it. He knew that his friendship with Tang Tianbao would not disintegrate just like that. After so many years, he still understood Tang Tianbao.

After a moment of silence, Chen Dalong looked at the watch on his wrist and said, "It's already noon. Let's go, I'll treat. We two brothers will have a nice chat."

Tang Tianbao really did feel a bit hungry, but he declined. "You are a very busy person. I just want to ask if your company has purchased a factory called the Dafa Garment Processing Plant."

"Oh, yes. I signed this contract. "What's wrong?" Chen Dalong naturally did not know about this. This contract was personally named by CEO Liu, so he did not dare to slight it.

"When did you sign it?" Tang Tianbao asked vigilantly.

"Yesterday, what happened that affected the interests of your company?" Chen Dalong's worry was not without reason, because two clothing companies in the same city would inevitably have some business interactions, this was exactly what he had never told Tang Tianbao about his work unit. If it really was because of work, hurting the brotherly relationship between the two of them would not be worth it. However, as an employee of the company, it was impossible for him to not work for the company. There was nothing wrong with each serving their 'master'.

Tang Tianbao's heart suddenly felt empty. His heart, liver, lungs, intestines, and other organs seemed to have all disappeared without a trace. His entire body was left with an empty shell as he stood there foolishly in a daze. Jia Da Fa's factory definitely could not be taken down because the two companies had already signed the contract. Tang Tianbao slowly lowered his head, as if he was a prisoner that had already been sentenced to death. He dejectedly and sorrowfully waited helplessly for the day of his death.