Tang Ping's trip to Kyoto wasn't just for the Yuxueqing advertisement; what he really wanted to see was this Zhongguancun Idea Street.

This place can be said to be the core of China's high technology and is also known as China's Silicon Valley.

Tang Ping strolled around casually, seeing future industry giants like Lenovo and Baidu, as well as many companies that later declined. What surprised Tang Ping most was that JD Multimedia was still there.

However, now that Daqiangzi has earned ten million yuan from CD burners and optical discs, he is ambitiously preparing to enter the e-commerce field.

It's a real shame that we didn't get to see Daqiangzi in person.

Among the many richest people and entrepreneurs, Tang Ping only admires Da Qiangzi, because he is the only one who started from scratch and never forgot his roots after becoming rich.

It was now 2001, and Tang Ping felt increasingly pressed for time. Even Da Qiangzi had completed his first round of initial capital accumulation, so he had to speed things up as well.

I'm seeing that Mr. Bai tonight, I absolutely have to drink with him and finalize the advertising deal.

The factory in Jinghai Mangcun is all ready, and a batch of Yuxueqing soap has been produced. Now all that's left is the advertising effect.

After wandering around for a while, Tang Ping got bored and on his way back, he suddenly received a call from Gao Qiqiang.

"Aping, aren't you in Jinghai anymore? I heard from your mother that you went out," Gao Qiqiang asked.

Tang Ping could sense that Gao Qiqiang's mood was a bit off. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Yes, I came to Kyoto on some business. What happened?"

"Ah, it's nothing, it's just that Xiao Hu has disappeared recently. Xiao Long and I suspect it might be Xu Jiang's doing."

Tang Ping paused for a moment, then asked, "Can you handle this yourself?"

Gao Qiqiang was clearly a little unsure of himself and said, "I think it's possible."

Tang Ping said, "Don't be reckless. Xu Jiang is a mad dog. Don't provoke him directly. If you really push him too far, just tell him that you have Huang Cuicui's recording and evidence of his killing Bai Jiangbo. He definitely won't dare to act rashly. We'll talk about the rest when I get back. I should be back in Jinghai in a few days."

"Okay, Ping, don't worry about things at home. I'll go check on things from time to time. Alright, that's settled then."

Gao Qiqiang hung up the phone.

Beside him, Tang Xiaolong eagerly leaned closer and asked, "How did it go? What did he say?"

Gao Qiqiang said, "He said he would be back in Jinghai in a few days, but don't worry. Aping is a capable man. He has already taught me how to do it. Even if Xu Jiang really arrests your brother, he won't dare to do anything to him."

"Brother Qiang, you absolutely have to save Xiao Hu! We brothers are counting on you right now," Tang Xiaolong said, his voice trembling with tears.

He used to be a big shot in the old factory street market area, but compared to Xu Jiang, a big boss of the Jinghai underworld, he wasn't even worthy of carrying Xu Jiang's shoes.

Gao Qiqiang patted him on the shoulder and said, "I always told you to get along better with Aping. Now you know how powerful he is, right? I made one phone call and he knew everything. He even told us how to deal with Xu Jiang. Alright, don't be sad. Xiaohu is fine for now. I'll contact Xu Jiang right away."

Tang Ping didn't take Tang Xiaohu's matter to heart.

After his son Xu Lei died, Xu Jiang embarked on a path of no return.

Kyoto Times KTV is a renovated version of the former Times Dance Hall.

KTVs have been incredibly popular these past two years, becoming the most sought-after entertainment venues.

Looking at the brightly lit and colorful KTV, Tang Ping felt a little envious.

Zhao Qian said she wanted to book a large private room, but Tang Ping was far from being inconsiderate and took the initiative to book the room himself. Then beer and food were served.

Since we're planning to treat everyone, we can't be stingy; we have to make that young master Bai look good.

He didn't call for a hostess because there were quite a few ladies present, and Tang Ping wasn't sure what their preferences were. He decided to wait and see about the hostess later.

When Tang Ping returned to the private room, he found a man wearing a white shirt with medium-length hair who looked a bit like Jerry Yan.

Tang Ping almost forgot that Meteor Garden was incredibly popular that year.

A few days ago, the audio-visual stores on Jiuchang Street were full of people looking for Meteor Shower DVDs, and they were all sold out.

Is this young master Bai?

Tang Ping had just reached the door and was about to go over to greet them when suddenly, the young master Bai squinted at Meng Yu and said, "Little sister, why are you sitting so far away? What's wrong? Have you become distant from your brother after returning to Jinghai?"

Meng Yu was texting on her phone when she looked up and laughed, "Stop fooling around, brother, I have something to do."

Young Master Bai stood up and sat down next to Meng Yu, put his arm around her, and said with a grin, "Okay, let's not stay out too late tonight. Come home with me tonight."

Meng Yu was clearly resistant and pushed him away, saying, "I'm not going, I have things to do."

Young Master Bai's face immediately turned cold. He said, "Look at my sister, she's really disrespecting her brother. I'm not happy, Xiao Qian, what do you think we should do?"

Tang Ping immediately walked over, picked up his wine glass, poured himself a drink, and raised his glass, saying, "Young Master Bai, I'll join you in your celebration."

Young Master Bai raised his eyelids to look at Tang Ping, and said in a slick, flippant manner, "Who are you?"

As he spoke, his arm naturally wrapped around Meng Yu's slender waist.

Tang Ping was instantly enraged. He splashed a cup of wine directly onto Young Master Bai's face and said, "Let go of my hand!"

Young Master Bai stood up, glared, and pointed at someone, saying, "Oh, you little brat, who do you think you are? You think you're so great?"

Tang Ping sneered and, without saying a word, punched Young Master Bai in the face. Then he rushed forward, grabbed Young Master Bai's shirt collar with his left hand, and delivered several more punches with his right fist.

"Stop hitting! Stop hitting!"

Zhao Qian and several colleagues tried to stop them, but they couldn't.

Meng Yu quickly grabbed Tang Ping and said anxiously, "Tang Ping, stop! Don't hit him! He really is my brother."

"Is he your brother?"

Tang Ping was puzzled, and then he let go.

One is surnamed Bai, and the other is surnamed Meng. How could they be siblings? Could they be sworn brothers?

"Old Meng and his dad were comrades-in-arms, and he's my godfather. We've known each other since we were kids," Meng Yu quickly explained, then turned to complain, "Brother, look at you! I told you to stop playing around, and now you're suffering!"

Young Master Bai's mouth was bleeding, and he was helped up from the ground. He said indignantly, "I really didn't expect this kid to be so fierce. Damn it, this round doesn't count, he ambushed me. Otherwise, I could have taken him down with one hand!"

Hearing this, Tang Ping understood that this Young Master Bai had no relation to Meng Yuzhen, and his actions just now were not considered indecent.

Zhao Qian said from the side, "You look so gentle and weak, I didn't expect you to be so ruthless. Tang Ping, his name is Bai Tianhang, he owns the advertising authorization company for CCTV. If you want to advertise, it's just a word from Young Master Bai. Look at you, you're too impulsive, hurry up and apologize."