Jia Meng smiled lightly and closed the dialog with Jianxin.
She could see that Tang Jian was obviously still suspecting that she was Dongfang Rumeng, and wanted to test her falsehood and reality.
Tang Jian hit the wall, bowed his head, and turned to ask Tang Wan: "Mom, do you know Simon Xixue?"
"What Ximen is like snow! Your Aunt Zhen is also called like snow..." She was a little surprised when she mentioned Zhen Sixue, and even her face turned pale.
"You, Simon Xixue, have you heard of Aunt Zhen's pseudonym?"
"No... There is no such word as Yingximen. It sounds like the male name Rao." Tang Wan didn't know why Tang Jian would ask such inexplicable questions, and she broke out in a cold sweat.
Speaking of Zhen Sixue, Tang Wan remembered the fire not long ago.
Just when she sold the old house that she lived with Zhen Sixue to Jia Ming's second, what she didn't expect was that the house was burned.
When she arrived at the scene, the firefighters had already put out the fire.
Zhen Sixue's room was almost burnt to ashes, except that the portrait fell from the wall to the ground and the photo frame was also scorched, but her voice and smile were still faintly visible in the photo.
"Mom, what's the matter with you?" Tang Jian asked when he saw the beads of sweat on Tang Wan's forehead.
"No... nothing. Jian, you... better go home first, don't wait for me here."
Tang Wan stood up, trying to signal Tang Jian, but she became dizzy, staggered a few times, and sat down again.
Seeing this, Tang Jian, who was sitting on the sofa casually playing games, hurriedly dropped his mobile phone to support Tang Wan, and asked with concern: "Mom, I think it is you who should go home earlier."
Tang Wan's face was pale, and she saw the photos of her and Tang Jian's parents and children placed on the desk at a glance.
Suddenly, with dim eyes, she saw that the two faces were gone, replaced by a photo of Zhen Sixue's portrait that gradually emerged!
"No." Tang Wan saw Tang Jian and wanted to grab his hand like a straw, "Don't mention Zhen Xixue's name to me."
"Why? Aunt Zhen was your best sister when you were young, and she treated me very well. It's a pity that she left too early." Tang Jian sighed.
"I... Recently... I feel sorry for her." Tang Wan turned the photo over.
"You can't come back from death, Mom, you didn't do anything wrong."
"I was wrong to sell the old house!" Tang Wan sobbed.
Tang Jian hurriedly handed over the tissue.
Although this mother often cried and shed tears in front of Tang Jian, it was the first time that Tang Jian saw Tang Wan cry in the office.
"Mom, click." Tang Jian's index finger was to his lips, and he looked at the door of the office.
"Son, do you know? The key to our old house in the ancient city was handed over to Jia Ming, and it caught fire! Now the whole house has become an abandoned house...
Tang Jian thoughtfully asked, "Will there really be any important secrets in the house? That's why..."
"I've been to see... Everything is burnt, but! The portrait of your Aunt Zhen lies on the ground miraculously. As long as I think of her, I will blame myself!"
"It's not your fault. I guess Uncle Jia did it."
"It must be him!" Tang Wan gritted her teeth.
"Is there any evidence? It could also be accidental fire."
"There is no evidence. Even if there is, we can't report it. Don't forget, your Uncle Jia will be your father-in-law right away. You are still working on the Net Dream PR case." Tang Wan said with a lonely expression. New Bayi Chinese website debut
At this time, a new mail notification sound came.
Tang Jian opened the mailbox and saw the public relations plan he sent to Jia Ming, and received a reply-
"Jian, I am very satisfied with your plan. Please come to NetDream Technology this afternoon to sign a public relations outsourcing contract."
"Ahahaha!" Tang Jian laughed and bounced frantically.
"Jian?" Tang Wan, who was still indulged in self-blame a few seconds ago, felt relieved when she saw her son's extremely excited look.
"Mom, take a look." Tang Jian put the laptop in front of Tang Wan, "Uncle Jia asked me to sign a contract with Net Dream now!"
"I'll clean up and go to Net Dream with you." Tang Wan finished her makeup and cheered up.
"No, Mom. I can do it myself."
Since the founding of the Tang culture, Tang Wan has handled the company's major contract signing. She never thought that Tang Jian could completely replace her to deal with these things.
"I don't worry if I don't school. Jia Ming is a cunning man, I'm afraid there is something wrong."
"Mom, trust me." Tang Jian pressed Tang Wan's shoulders and asked her to sit down, "You are here to do your job today. This trip to Net Dream, I just need to go."
"Then I will ask a legal officer to accompany you." Tang Wan worried.
"I'll go by myself!" Tang Jian insisted.
He felt that Tang Wan was always on guard against him.
Every time this time, no matter how deep the relationship between mother and child, it also becomes a little weaker.
"Then... Okay." Tang Wan took a picture of the parents and children on the table. In the photo, she and Tang Jian looked like a loving mother and child.
She convinced herself to relax, "When you review the contract, you can take a photo of it and send it to me. I will watch it at the same time. Don't sign in a hurry, you know?"
"I know, I know!" Tang Jian was quite impatient.
After that, he blew a cheerful whistle, passed the employee area, walked out of the gate of the Tang company, and went straight to the Net Dream Technology Building.
"Did you see it? Young Master Tang got off work early today, and he's still happily!"
"Everyone has a good spirit at happy events, and I don't know what happy events they have encountered!"
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"I'm from the Public Relations Department, I guess, the PR plan for Net Dream Technology is about to sign a contract!"
"It seems that Young Master Tang really has two brushes, and he is going to make a performance in just one week after he started working!"
"That's amazing! We, Mr. Tang, are also old, and we are a middle-aged and elderly woman. Is it time for Young Master Tang to take over the company
"From then on, our wind direction will be transferred to Young Master Tang! But come back, the Tang family is the painstaking effort of Mr. Tang, I'm afraid I can't bear it?"
Amidst the employees' comments, Tang Jian left, and Tang Wan, who watched him from behind, happened to hear these voices.
She was so angry that she walked to the center of the employee's office area, stomped her feet with her high heels, and utterly disregarded her daily graceful image, and yelled out of form-
"Me and Tang Shaoye had a problem with mother and son. In the future, if anyone dares to chew his tongue behind my back and be heard by me, I will expel the person from the company on the spot! I will do it!"