Han Yang frowned, "Why did you say that?"

He sighed on the other end of the phone and said, "You don't know that since you've died, our brothers and others have left one after another for various reasons. At present, Lao Yang and I are in Nandu City. If I had known that you were in Nandu, I would have gone to find you!"

"That's great! We must gather together another day. This is my phone number. If you have any questions, call me anytime!"

"That's of course, let's talk about it, what's wrong with you at night?"

Han Yang passed the photo of the middle-aged man he took just now, "Check it out for me, who is he?"

"Don't worry, it's a piece of cake. I won't tell you anymore. You'll have to treat you another day. I still have a lot of things to do!"

As he said that, he hung up the phone.

Han Yang smiled, then put away his cell phone, and could hear the voice of his former comrades. It felt so good.

Kong Zhenzhen glanced at him strangely and asked, "Who is it!"

"An old friend!" Han Yang said with a smile.

Seeing that he had no intention of detail, Kong Zhenzhen didn't ask much.

But Han Yang thought that tomorrow was the day when he agreed to attend the appreciation meeting with Tan Qingyun. When he thought that he might be able to meet the person who sold the picture of the lady to Tan Qingyun, Han Yang felt a little excited.

He told Kong Zhenzhen that he would let her tell Ruan Huiyu tomorrow that he would not go to work if he had something to do.

Kong Zhenzhen nodded. Although she was confused, she didn't ask much.

Unexpectedly, the next morning, Han Yang received a call. He answered and heard that the call was Tan Xiaoyu.

It turned out that Tan Xiaoyu was here to remind him not to forget today's appreciation meeting, and also asked Han Yang if she wanted her to pick him up.

Han Yang didn't expect her to be so polite, and he felt warm in his heart, but he still said no, saying that he could just take a taxi.

Tan Xiaoyu told him the address and said she would wait for him there.

Han Yang went out to take a taxi and headed to that place.

When he arrived, he found that it was a very grand building. In the square in front of the building, there was a girl wearing a floral dress with long hair shawls. The girl was quite slim and dressed up very comfortably. Although it was simple, it could show her unique literary temperament.

This girl is Tan Xiaoyu.

Tan Xiaoyu stood there quietly, her eyes looking around from time to time, obviously looking for Han Yang.

Soon, she saw Han Yang, looked happy, hurriedly walked over with a smile on her face, bowed slightly to Han Yang and said, "Mr. Han, you are here!"

Seeing her so polite, Han Yang couldn't help but feel more affection for her, but he smiled and said, "We are about the same age, so it's too distant for you to call me like that!"

"Ah?" Tan Xiaoyu was shocked, and then she looked at him with two bright eyes, "Then... what should I call you?"

Han Yang smiled, "Just call my name!"

"Oh, okay!" Tan Xiaoyu nodded with a smile, and then said to him: "Han Yang, let's go in quickly. The appreciation meeting is about to begin. My father is waiting for you inside!"

"good!"

Han Yang nodded, and the two walked towards the entrance.

Han Yang looked at the magnificent building and couldn't help but ask, "What is this place? It looks so grand!"

Tan Xiaoyu glanced at him, then smiled and introduced to him: "This is the office building of Datang Culture Company. This Datang Culture is a very famous collection company in Nandu City, with a very profound foundation!"

As they were talking, suddenly, a very cool Mercedes-Benz car rushed from a distance and stopped at the door. The two of them couldn't help but stop and look.

The driver got off the bus first. After he got off the bus, he hurriedly ran to the back and opened the car door, then stood beside him with a respectful look on his face. Then, a young man wearing a silver suit and a bun on his head walked out of the car.

On the other side of the car, an old man wearing a blue Tang suit and a twig of goatee walked down.

After the old man came down, he walked straight to the young man with a complimentary smile on his face, but the young man did not look at him, but had his eyes raised his head and looked at Tan Xiaoyu next to Han Yang.

When Tan Xiaoyu saw the young man, her brows subconsciously frowned.

The young man then walked towards them. He had a confident smile on his lips and buttoned a button of his suit while walking. As for the old man, he hurriedly followed.

When he walked to Tan Xiaoyu, the young man asked with a smile: "Xiaoyu, are you waiting for me? Not bad, you finally figured it out, it's great!"

Tan Xiaoyu's face suddenly looked a little embarrassed. Just as she was about to explain, the man suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand, "Let's go in together!"

Tan Xiaoyu frowned, a look of displeasure flashed in her eyes. She quickly pulled out her hand, then tried to squeeze out a smile on her face, and said to the young man: "Young Master He, you... you misunderstood, I... I was waiting for my friend just now!"

As she said that, she pointed to Han Yang next to her.

The young man frowned immediately, his face darkened, he glanced at Han Yang next to Tan Xiaoyu, and asked impatiently: "Who is he? Your friend? Why don't I know?"

Tan Xiaoyu tried hard to keep herself smiling, and introduced: "Young Master He, his name is Han Yang, I just met my friend. Today I am here to attend this appreciation meeting!"

"Friend?" The young man sneered on the corner of his mouth, glanced up and down at Han Yang a few times, and snorted contemptuously, "Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you? This kind of guy is worthy of being your friend?"

Hearing this, Han Yang's face couldn't help but sink, and a little anger appeared in his heart, and he glanced at the so-called Young Master He coldly.

But Mr. He obviously didn't take him seriously. After snorting disdainfully, he suddenly looked at Han Yang and said in a threatening tone: "Boy, Xiaoyu is my woman. If you know the truth, you'd better get away, otherwise, I'll kill you!"

Han Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly spoke, "Where is a dog coming from? He is barking in the sky and the earth!"

"Damn it, you bitch, dare you scold me!" The young master He was furious and suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped Han Yang in the face.xdw8

Tan Xiaoyu's face changed drastically, and she hurriedly shouted: "Han Yang, be careful..."

Han Yang just snorted coldly, and slapped him out with a backhand.
Chapter completed!