Tang Jian habitually hugged Tang Wan, let her chin rest on his shoulders, and patted her back with his palms to soothe her.
He knew that this was his greatest function for Tang Wan over the years.
Tang Wan cried and beat Tang Jian in the chest.
"Why, I gave birth to you, such an unbelievable son!"
"Mom, I just signed a public relations service outsourcing contract for Net Dream for the company, so why don't I be upset?"
Tang Wan got up, picked up the contract from the desk, and smashed it on Tang Jian's face.
"Look, what do you have signed?"
"Where is the problem?" Tang Jian hurriedly held up the contract and read it word by word from the beginning.
"Don't read it!" Tang Wan interrupted Tang Jian.
Then, she seemed to be smiling but not smiling, as though crying but not crying, almost in a state of madness.
Silence for tens of seconds.
The atmosphere in the president's office freezes.
Tang Wan smiled bitterly, her voice hoarse, and read the unforgettable terms-
"Page 3, Party B’s obligations, Article 5-Party B must successfully restore Party A’s public relations reputation during its existence, and Party A’s subjective judgment shall prevail."
"This..." Tang Jian's fingers jerked suddenly and turned to the corresponding position.
Sure enough, as Tang Wan said, not bad.
"Must be successful, subjective judgment? Uncle Jia, Jia Ming is crazy, right?"
"Hehe," Tang Wan smiled coldly, "He is not crazy, he is the king's clause."
Tang Jianjun Lang's face suddenly clouded over.
A feeling of being struck down suddenly by a stuffy stick from the clouds.
"Mom, I'm sorry. It's all because I didn't take a closer look."
"What's this?" Tang Wan sweated on her forehead, her lips trembled, and she cried sadly, "Go on to Article Six."
Tang Jian focused on that clause, his eyes were completely dominated by panic, and he said in a very low voice—
"If Party B's public relations plan fails to restore its reputation, Party A can choose to terminate the contract early without paying any public relations fees."
"This is too much!"
Tang Jian couldn't sit still anymore, and couldn't wait to tear the contract in half!
Tang Wan flicked her legs one by one, shaking off the high heels from her feet!
A shoe hit the pottery teapot on the coffee table, and the sharp heel smashed it on the spot!
The teapot was made of fine blue and white porcelain, and Tang Wan specially bid for it from the auction in order to enhance the compelling style of his office.
Baby very much.
The other shoe flew to an exquisite trophy and fell to the floor with a snap!
That trophy was the first honor that Tang’s culture won. At the TV Art Festival that year, Tang Wan took the stage to receive the "Best Film and Television Production Award" on behalf of the Tang family.
Regarded as a treasure.
However, these two things were lying there at the moment, and they did not attract the attention of the Tang family's mother and son in the slightest.
"What an excessive amount of this! It's even more excessive in the back."
Tang Wan, who had been in a state of emotional breakdown, suddenly laughed.
"I can't figure it out. Tang and Jia's family will get married soon. They are going to be a family. Why does Net Dream treat us like this!"
Tang Jian didn't want to believe in such overlord clauses in his simple cognition.
"Page eight, supplementary clause, last clause," Tang Wan said with a smile while crying—
"Public relations services are a specific outsourcing business. In order to clarify cooperation and avoid subsequent disputes, Party B's legal representative and legal heirs shall never become shareholders of Party A's company in any form..."
"Mom, what does this mean?"
"literal meaning."
"Is this a clause against our Tang family?"
"He Jia Ming had already made his wishful thinking a long time ago, fearing that after the two marriages, our Tang family will covet the shares of Net Dream. This is obviously to guard against you, silly son!"
"how so!"
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He clenched his fist in a fit of anger and slammed it at the broken blue and white porcelain teapot.
Suddenly, bright red blood smeared on the tea tray.
Tang Jian raised his fist and slowly unfolded his palm. He saw several pieces of porcelain fragments scattered on the back of his hand.
The sharp blade pierced his young master's hands, which were whiter and tenderer than women.
Tang Jian, who hadn't slept all night, was hit by such a blow. He only felt that his eyes were black and his legs were soft.
He knelt to the ground first, and then his heavy head fell on the floor.
In the end, the whole body fell to the ground.
It's like competing in a game arena, and the horror of being defeated.
"Son! Why are you so stupid!" Tang Wan saw this and hurriedly raised Tang Jian's shoulders, "Jian, Jian, wake up!"
Tang Jian, who was in a coma, snorted his mouth and closed his eyes tightly without saying a word.
Tang Wan reached out to reach Tang Jian's mobile phone on the coffee table, and was about to call 120 for emergency.
Tang Jian's cell phone ringtone just rang!
I flicked my finger to answer, and the voice of the delivery person in the fast food restaurant came-
"Hey, your scheduled afternoon tea meal has been delivered to the door of Tang's company. Please come down to pick up your meal."
"Take you a ghost! People fainted!"
Tang Wan hung up the outgoing call, shaking her hand badly in anger, and threw her mobile phone into the corner of the wall.
She burst into tears, her eye makeup began to smudge, and even her hairstyle was messed up in the behavior just now.
Tang Wan stumbled, opened the door of the office, and shouted at the staff area: "Call an ambulance... Come on!"
At this moment, the employees in the staff area are still speculating about what happened to the noise from the president's office if there is something that seems to be non-intelligible.
There are also some people who only care about when the afternoon tea hosted by the young master of the Tang family will be brought.
Hearing Tang Wan's yelling, everyone rushed to the office door.
They were scrambling to see that Young Master Tang, who was just showing off his record triumphantly, was lying in front of him, unconscious...
His hand was pierced by porcelain shards, bloody.
Violent scenes like movies.
Several enthusiastic employees called the 120 emergency number.
The two female employees did not know where they got gauze and band-aids to help Tang Jian bandage and stop the bleeding.
There are others who just silently borrowed the shoulders of their female boss Tang Wan.
The scene was in chaos.
A president's office where few people can get in and out of ordinary times, at this moment, because of a coma and injured, it has become a large-scale first aid and comfort scene.
Almost everyone participated and everyone panicked.
No one noticed that there was another employee who was staying out of the matter.
He was the head of the audio department Ye Yeye who was temporarily promoted by Tang Wan not long after he started.
He hid behind the crowd, raised his cell phone and silently recorded video, recording everything that happened at the Tang company.
Then, he sent it to his good brother Marley.