Chapter 1208

"Mr. Tang, I've heard a lot about you. When I saw you on the stage today, you were really a young hero. We won't be vain. What did you do to my son?" director Wang asked coldly.

"He's fine. He just let him fall asleep. There's no life danger at all. Ha ha, director Wang, you're really good at teaching children!" Tang Wenhao said sarcastically.

Director Wang glanced at Tang Wenhao coldly, "Oh, Mr. Tang, what do you say?"

"Don't pretend to be confused, director Wang. Don't you know your son's temperament? Don't you know my relationship with Miss Xueyao?" Tang Wenhao asked.

"Oh? Do you mean that my son has any problem with Miss Xueyao?" director Wang asked in fake surprise.

"Well! Since you don't know, I'll tell you! Your son bullied my woman. Shouldn't he accept my punishment? If I bullied your wife, won't you punish me? Of course, I'm definitely not interested in your wife." Tang Wenhao sneered disdainfully.

"Mr. Tang, we are all adults. Hong Kong is also a legal society. What you say should be legally responsible. I hope you don't talk nonsense. This is not the mainland." director Wang threatened.

"Don't bluff! Director Wang, I know exactly what your father and son are. Just now on the stage, you touched Miss Gu's hand. Do you think no one saw it? Also, when you knelt later, didn't you reflect on why?" Tang Wenhao sneered.

Now, director Wang's face turned white. He seemed to understand that his feet were numb and couldn't stand. It was likely that Tang Wenhao secretly made a ghost. When he saw his son lying on the table, he was in a cold sweat and realized that he was the best of the best today.

"You mean all this is your hands and feet. What have you done to me?" director Wang asked tentatively. He began to sweat on his head. He suddenly felt that the handsome Tang Wenhao in front of him was terrible and mysterious, which made you confused.

"Director Wang, I didn't do anything to you. I just taught you a lesson to learn to respect girls, especially those who rely on others' own efforts to succeed," Tang Wenhao said.

"Well... Mr. Tang, you are too sensitive. I really didn't do anything to that girl. I hope Mr. Tang can speak frankly and you can directly offer your terms. As long as you let go of my son, I promise I won't treat you badly. In Hong Kong, I Wang Shixun still has some background. There's absolutely no problem for Mr. Tang to need me to do something in Hong Kong in the future." Director Wang began to speak softly.

Tang Wenhao glanced at him contemptuously and said with a smile, "director Wang, are you afraid?"

"Well,... Mr. Tang, if my son really did something sorry for miss Xueyao, we are willing to bear the responsibility. You'd better make a direct offer! I'm afraid there will be no problem with my son's health for a long time. He hasn't woken up for nearly two hours." Wang Shixun began to worry about his son's safety.

"Hum, director Wang, don't worry. He will wake up soon. I don't have any conditions. I just need him to finish writing this repentance letter. Hehe, I'll have a look at his father first! Don't mention that your son's repentance letter is like writing memoirs. It's very good." Tang Wenhao said sarcastically, Then he took out the unfinished repentance book of manager Wang in his pocket and handed it to Wang Shixun.

Wang Shixun awkwardly took it over, opened it, blushed, then glared at his son and scolded, "worthless smelly boy, he's so grown-up and flirting all day. However, Mr. Tang, don't write this! Please put forward some other conditions." then he was going to tear up the note.

"Hehe, director Wang, if you dare to tear it, you will have to write your memoirs with your son in a moment. If you don't, I guarantee that your father and son can't get out of this room. I won't let you die right away. You will suffer from myocardial infarction or other diseases. Anyway, when the doctor takes your father and son to the hospital, you will almost close your eyes , the doctor's final conclusion is that both father and son died of myocardial infarction. It is estimated that no one will question the result. If both father and son suffer from this disease at the same time, it shows that it is a genetic problem! Director Wang, what do you say? "Tang Wenhao threatened.

Tang Wenhao's smiling remarks made Wang Shixun's hands begin to shake. He dared not tear up the repentance book in his hands and honestly returned it to Tang Wenhao. He hated his teeth itching, but he didn't dare to attack. He couldn't help but secretly scold his son for having nothing to do. Who's bad to provoke? It happened that he went to annoy Xueyao's boyfriend, the famous boxer in the mainland. He suddenly felt that he was old and helpless. He seemed to have nothing to do with Tang Wenhao. He didn't know how to deal with him. He felt like a man-made knife for me.

"Hehe, that's good. Obedient people often have a long life. Come on, let's see how you can continue to complete his brilliant memoirs!" said Tang Wenhao. He walked behind manager Wang and patted him on the neck.

The miracle happened. Manager Wang opened his eyes hazily. His eyes first fell on his father, wiped his own eyes, and asked in surprise, "Daddy, why are you here? Where's the boy surnamed Tang? Has he gone?"

Wang Shixun talked to his son Nunu. The boy looked back and saw Tang Wenhao laughing at him. He smiled awkwardly, "Mr. Tang, are you still there?"

"You haven't finished your task yet. How can I go? Come on, continue to finish your memoirs and hurry up. I have other things to deal with." Tang Wenhao smiled.

The boy and his director's father looked at each other. Wang Shixun glared at his son and smiled at Tang Wenhao, "Well, Mr. Tang, why don't you stop writing and ask for something else? For example, money, or we can compensate you for some beautiful girls? We are all men. Money and women are the most affordable, right? Besides, my son doesn't really take advantage of Miss Xueying. Please ask Mr. Tang to stop."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Tang, you know, I just touched Miss Xueying's hip, and I didn't do anything else. Why don't my wife let you spend a few nights? Don't worry, my wife is really beautiful. If you can't do it again, daddy, let my little mother talk to Mr. Tang several times! As long as Mr. Tang can calm down, it's easy to say anything, daddy, anyway, with your ability and status, It's not difficult to find another little mother for me, daddy, do you think so? "Manager Wang smiled shamelessly at his father.

Tang Wenhao was really interested in the boy's wicked idea. He didn't expect manager Wang to be so shameless. He couldn't help but give his eyes to the old man Wang Shixun. But when he saw Wang Shixun, his face turned green and raised his hand to give his son a slap, "Beast, you can say anything. Do you think Mr. Tang is a little bastard like you? What can a person with Mr. Tang's quality do?"

"No, no, no, director Wang, if you're willing, I really don't mind. I think the idea of making childe is very good. I'm very interested in trying it." Tang Wenhao said with a bad smile.

In fact, he just wanted to tease the father and son and see what absurd results the father and son would finally discuss. The so-called like father, like son. This so-called manager Wang will become like this. It must have a lot to do with Wang Shixun's usual words and deeds.

"Mr. Tang, you... Really want to do this?" Wang Shixun saw that Tang Wenhao agreed to his son's proposal.

"Yes, but I want to interview director Wang first. How old is your son's little mother? Remember, don't tell lies, otherwise, let me find out and you'll be finished. I let your son never be a man. Do you believe me?" Tang Wenhao threatened with a smile.

"Xin Xin, Mr. Tang, my little mother is twenty-eight years old, two years younger than me. She looks very beautiful. How about my father like her?" the boy couldn't wait to betray his father's little wife and almost carried his father, Wang Shixun.

"What about your wife? How old are you? It's impossible to talk about being older than me. I'm as old as your little mother this year, and I'm 28." Tang Wenhao smiled with interest.

"My wife is two years younger than you. She is twenty-six. It's enough. Mr. Tang, as long as you promise us this condition, you'll give me back what I write for you, okay?"

After listening to his son's words, Wang Shixun stared at Tang Wenhao coldly to see his reaction, while Tang Wenhao pretended to be careful and made the father and son nervous. He didn't know whether Tang Wenhao could make a deal.

Taking advantage of Tang Wenhao's silence, Wang Shixun pulled his son aside and said, "Ah Hai, you stinky boy committed a crime by yourself and pulled your father in. In the future, I think you don't want to work here and make trouble for your father. I told you earlier not to do anything you're not sure about. Now, it's OK to let people blackmail. Stealing chickens won't erode rice? We can't afford this Tang."

"Daddy, that's why I asked your daughter-in-law and mom to accompany him for two nights, let him calm down and get over it. Daddy, he's just a woman! On your terms and mine, it's a big deal to remarry after divorce! It doesn't matter. You've been divorced eight times, and you don't care about this time," Wang Hai said.

"You smelly boy, how can things be as simple as you think? You don't know the actual situation, so you decide for your father. You know? Your little mother is pregnant for three months. You let her accompany Tang, who has excellent martial arts, and don't toss her to death? What if she miscarries?" Wang Shixun said anxiously.

"Daddy, how can you do this? You are almost 60 years old and don't pay attention to these problems. You usually take safety measures with my little mother? If you get me a little brother, it will not only involve the distribution of property in the future, but will you or I raise it at that time?" the little boy was worried.