Chapter 196: A little bit of power!

Tang Huan had just experienced Sister Liu's proposal a few days ago, and he felt a little sensitive. This time Liang Jicheng made this move again, and couldn't help but frown slightly and said, "This kind of thing depends mainly on the person involved. Mr. Liang, come and ask me. Isn't it suitable?"

If you propose, you have something to do with me? As long as you are not afraid of being embarrassed by Sister Song's cold violence, you will be like this.

Seeing Tang Huan's reaction coldly, Liang Jicheng pursed his lips and said, "I haven't dealt with Xiaoyu for many years. I don't know what her temperament is now. Once this happens, there will be no turning back. So let's ask what you mean."

Tang Huan shook his head and shrugged, "Mr. Liang, you asked the wrong person."

I won't say much now.

He doesn't want to be used as a gun, nor will he intervene in this privacy. Sister Song brings him here, as Liang Jicheng said, a great trust. How could he help outsiders and put Sister Song in an embarrassing deadlock?

"Then just pretend I didn't say it." Liang Jicheng smiled, very generous, and didn't mind Tang Huan's lukewarm attitude at all. Instead, he patted Tang Huan on the shoulder and smiled. "Xiao Tang. I heard you are working in Shengtian?"

"Yes." Tang Huan nodded. "What advice does Mr. Liang have?"

"I dare not take the advice." Liang Jicheng said slowly. "But as a person who has experienced it, I can give you some advice."

"Please tell me." Tang Huan became interested. Can Young Master Liang still help him sincerely?

Tang Huan could see that Liang Jicheng looked down on him in his bones. No matter how warm or gentle he was, he could not change his attitude in his bones. It is not surprising that he is the eldest son of the capital who can be on par with the only daughter of the Song family. What is he? It is normal to look down on him.

Being able to give superficial decency is already considered giving face.

"After all, the entertainment industry is a third-rate industry. All you do is to serve people. Even if you work to the top, what's the point? Can you make money or gain both fame and fortune?" Liang Jicheng said frankly. "Actors are actors, and they can never be as elegant as ever. You are a person in the entertainment industry who serves actors. No matter how successful you are, you will lose your face."

Liang Jicheng's words did not mean to mock Tang Huan. He just discussed his views on the entertainment industry.

A third-rate low-level industry has no future and is even more unlikely to make a name for itself.

What the implication is - to encourage Tang Huan to change jobs?

"Everyone has their own ambitions." Tang Huan didn't want to make more excuses, and smiled with a pursed lips. "Your gentleman Liang is a phoenix among people. Of course, you look down on those low-cost industries. But for us, it is a great blessing to have a stable job and earn enough food and drink. How dare you pick and choose?"

Liang Jicheng shook his head and said very seriously: "What is the difference between a person without ambition and a salted fish? Xiao Tang. As Xiao Yu's friend, you should not be degenerate yourself."

The last sentence is a bit hurtful.

Working in the entertainment industry is to be self-destructive. In your eyes, wouldn’t it be worse than death if you die?

The more he talked, the more depressed Tang Huan became. The more he looked down on Liang Jicheng, who looked hypocritical and well-in-lawed. This person is narrow-minded and has a hard time comparing with Sister Song.

After all, he is just a young man who has never experienced the coldness of life. He is very self-centered and completely ignores the feelings of others.

After the unpleasant conversation with Liang Jicheng, several completely unfamiliar young men came over to meet each other. Most of the conversations were related to life and work. They all intentionally or unintentionally revealed a different lifestyle from Tang Huan.

Brother Huan felt like he was about to suffocate.

These rich people clearly want to humiliate themselves to death.

Damn Sister Song didn't say that she would come to help her with artificial respiration. She was socializing from beginning to end, and the wind was calm.

An hour later, Sister Song finished the social engagement and came to Tang Huan. Seeing that his face was a little subtle, she couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, "Are you not very adaptable?"

"It's okay." Tang Huan nodded and drank the last sip of wine in the cup, implying that Sister Song could leave.

"If you are not used to it, let's go." Song Ruyu smiled and put down the wine glass in her hand.

She was about to leave, so naturally everyone walked over to see her off. Before leaving, Liang Jicheng said that she would visit the Song family's parents in a few days. Song Ruyu nodded slightly without saying much.

As soon as the two left, Liang Jicheng waved his hand to attract a confidant, walked to the balcony beside him and asked, "How is it? Have you found something? What's the origin of this guy? Is there any background that is ulterior motive?"

"I have been a soldier for a few years and I am quite well-known in the army. As for the others - I don't know yet." My confidant paused and suddenly said. "And if the news is correct, this person should be an orphan. That proves that he has no background."

"Orphans do not mean there are no parents." Liang Jicheng said with a narrow eyes. "Is it rare to suddenly have a huge parent suddenly? Keep checking and find out until there is news."

"Yes, Mr. Liang."

...

After leaving the club, Tang Pingfeng lit a cigarette. His aggrieved little heart was finally released. He smoked two puffs of cigarettes happily and kept silent.

"Unhappy?" Song Ruyu, who was standing beside him, looked at Tang Huan with a smile. "Blame Sister Song brings you to such an occasion?"

"It's not that way." Tang Huan shook his head and smiled. "I have to thank Sister Song for taking me out to see the world."

"Rich people do not mean they have tutors. Poor people may not be able to be polite." Song Ruyu smiled. "But most rich people will indeed look down on the poor. This is the bad nature of human beings. It has little to do with moral character. On the contrary, the innate inferiority and sensitivity formed by the poor will also think that the rich are believing themselves. This poor person is even very righteous and proud, but once he encounters an overly rich class, his mentality will still explode quickly."

Tang Huan smiled bitterly. He knew what Sister Song was talking about. Of course, did he really care about the group of playboys showing off their wealth intentionally or unintentionally?

No.

Tang Huan is a poor man, but an extraordinary poor man. What he experienced in this life may not have been experienced in his ten lifetimes. His psychological quality has long been as tough as iron. It can not be crushed by a few dollars or a few sarcasm.

"Is Sister Song the kind of rich class?" Tang Huan suddenly asked. "Do you look down on poor people like us?"

This question is quite tricky, but it also diverted the topic that Song Ruyu took the initiative to raise.

"Sister Song is not a rich man." Song Ruyu smiled, and her beautiful eyes glanced at Tang Huan subtly. "But there is indeed some power."

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Chapter completed!