Tang Zeqi practically fled from Red Maple Leaf Garden. It wasn't until the car had driven a considerable distance that he calmed down, leaned back in his seat, and closed his eyes.
At this moment, the driver dared not speak, and the entire car was very quiet.
After a while, when the car was almost at its destination, the driver finally had to speak up and remind him, "Young master, we've arrived!"
Not far away is the sign of Kyoto's largest hotel.
In the back seat, Tang Zeqi opened his eyes, momentarily confused, but quickly regained his composure in just a second or two and got out of the car.
In Kyoto's winter, the wind is biting cold, and when it hits your face, it feels like being cut by a knife.
The man, dressed in a suit, got out of the car, but it didn't seem to affect him at all.
It's good to be cool; it helps to clear your mind!
However, how could the driver be so oblivious? He quickly grabbed a coat from the back seat and followed, saying, "Young Master, it's cold."
"Um."
The coat draped over my shoulders provided a little warmth, but the chill in my heart grew ever stronger...
Tang Zeqi composed himself and stepped into the entrance of the Kyoto First Hotel. From afar, he saw the person who had invited him and walked towards that direction.
"Commander Gu."
"Young Master Tang has arrived? Please have a seat."
Tang Zeqi was probably aware that Gu Beiwang would arrange a private meeting with him, so he wasn't too surprised and sat down respectfully opposite him.
The waiter brought tea and then took away the snacks, leaving the area almost empty, whether intentionally or unintentionally, I don't know.
Gu Beiwang stared at the young man opposite him for a long while before slowly saying:
"In the blink of an eye, you've grown so much. If your grandpa and the others could see this, they would be so proud!"
There was no way to stop Gu Beiwang from investigating Tang Zeqi's identity.
Tang Zeqi was obviously aware of this, so when he heard Gu Beiwang say these words, he paused slightly but didn't feel anything special.
"I didn't expect that Uncle Gu would still remember Grandpa and the others."
"Of course I remember, and your dad too. I still remember him very clearly. Your dad was incredibly good at basketball; he was our team's undisputed power forward!"
They're all from the same circle, and about the same age, so it's normal for them to have been classmates for several years.
Tang Zeqi, on the other hand, was listening intently for the first time in many years to hear someone talk about his father.
"My dad is really good at basketball?"
In Tang Zeqi's memory, his father was a painter who was very romantic. He would often bring back gifts for his mother and him. In his memory, his father often painted for his mother.
That refined and gentle father, who knew he could be such a skilled basketball player?
Gu Beiwang seemed to be lost in his memories as well: "Yes, back then your father secretly learned to paint. Because your grandfather didn't agree, he could only come secretly. In order to hide it from your grandfather, your father would actively participate in all kinds of school activities, especially basketball games, which he never missed. If it weren't for the wrong timing, your father would be standing on the Olympic podium receiving an award."
However, life is unpredictable... Who could have imagined that the once-powerful Tang family would collapse overnight, leaving only this child who miraculously escaped death, while the rest...
"Alright, let's get down to business. What do you plan to do at the old man's birthday banquet?"
Although his eldest son had given him a heads-up beforehand, Gu Beiwang naturally didn't know what kind of deal his eldest son had with the Tang family's kid. But how could he not take his father's birthday banquet seriously?
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