Tang Yiyi remembered Shu Ya and the others, who had grown closer to her recently.
Her doubts were instantly dispelled.
"Since everyone is starting to curry favor with me, even if Dad is unhappy, he probably won't be too angry," she thought.
To Tang Yiyi, even if Tang Zhongcheng was truly angry,
she only needed to admit her mistake, soften her stance, and appear pitiful.
Tang Zhongcheng wouldn't dwell on it. Su Dan Novel Network.
Just as Tang Xiaomin had driven her out of the Tang family, she would now return.
She would reclaim everything that was rightfully hers in the Tang family.
...
For the sake of the Tang Corporation, had the Tang brothers united this time?
Tang Ye even posted about Tang Zhongcheng's birthday banquet on Weibo, generating a buzz.
The others had also invited influential people from their respective circles.
Among them, Tang Yan had invited the CEO of a renowned international automotive group.
The CEO, grateful for Tang Yan's design concept which had propelled his company forward,
had readily agreed to attend Tang Zhongcheng's birthday banquet.
This Mr. Pan was a young man under thirty, with a net worth in the billions.
His assets could even rival those of the Ye Corporation.
As this Mr. Pan was visiting Modu for the first time, many people flocked to see him.
Tang Zhongcheng's birthday banquet had unexpectedly become a draw, with many eager to meet this Mr. Pan.
At the hospital.
Zhang Meiyu remained unconscious.
More than half a month had passed, yet there was still no sign of her waking up.
The Tang family was busy preparing for Tang Zhongcheng's birthday banquet, and only Butler Wang still remembered Zhang Meiyu.
Tang Xiaomin looked at Butler Wang, finding him to be a sincere person.
"Butler Wang, I heard you were dismissed by Tang Yu, is that correct?"
Butler Wang nodded silently.
"I am merely a butler. By rights, once dismissed, I have no obligation to manage any further affairs of the Tang family."
"However, with Madam alone in the ICU, with no one to look after her, I remain uneasy."
Flattery is easy, but genuine help in times of need is rare.
To still remember and care for someone knowing they might die at any moment,
such friendship was commendable.
"Butler Wang, it is Zhang Meiyu's greatest fortune in this life to have met you."
Butler Wang gave a self-deprecating smile.
"Miss Tang, you flatter me. I am merely someone who has just graduated from a butler academy. I am grateful that Madam recognized my potential and gave me this job, allowing me to become a useful person."
The Butler Wang before her, in his demeanor, speech, and outlook,
seemed to exude a certain mystery.
However, Tang Xiaomin did not presume to ask.
Leaving the hospital, she checked the time.
Tang Xiaomin returned to Xianfu Group and changed into a magnificent evening gown.
On such an important occasion, Tang Xiaomin would naturally not miss it.
As they were about to depart, Zhong Li suddenly said, "If we attend the banquet empty-handed, without a gift, wouldn't that be inappropriate?"
A gift?
Tang Xiaomin immediately rolled her eyes.
"That scumbag, Tang Zhongcheng, is he even worthy of a gift!"
Zhong Li dared not speak further.
This Miss Tang was someone who would even strike her own father.
If she didn't cause any fatalities today, that would be considered good.
Zhong Li drove, meandering slowly along the main road.
It wasn't that he didn't want to drive faster, but there was a convoy escorting a single car.
It seemed to be for some important figure.
Seeing the grand display, Zhong Li couldn't help but sneer, "These lowlifes, they have little capability but put on quite a show. And they're blocking the road, so uncivilized."
Tang Xiaomin said lightly, "One needs money to live, and one needs money to die. Whoever has money is the boss."
The pent-up frustration of the journey finally eased as they slowly arrived at the hotel.
They handed the car over to the hotel staff to park.
As soon as they alighted, they saw several Tang brothers, along with Tang Zhongcheng himself, personally at the hotel entrance to welcome someone.
Tang Xiaomin naturally didn't assume they were there to greet her.
A handsome man with an English-style face and blue eyes, dressed in a sharp blue suit, alighted from the car.
Tang Yan introduced, "Dad, this is Mr. Pan, my boss."
"Mr. Pan, this is my father."
Tang Zhongcheng warmly shook hands with Mr. Pan.
"I've long heard of Mr. Pan's reputation. It is truly an honor to have you grace my birthday banquet."
Peter Pan casually shook Tang Zhongcheng's hand.
His eyes swept over everyone behind Tang Zhongcheng before he said, in somewhat broken Chinese,
"I heard the young lady of the Tang family is very good at writing songs. May I have the pleasure of meeting her?"
Writing songs well?
The Tang family members instinctively thought of Tang Xiaomin.
After all, her talent for songwriting was undeniable.
Having shared the stage with, and collaborated with, world-class musicians, who else in the Tang family could it be?
Tang Zhongcheng found it difficult to discuss his family's affairs in front of others.
He evaded the question.
"My youngest daughter is capricious and unrestrained. I'm unsure where she's wandered off to, but she should be here soon."
Whether Tang Xiaomin came or not, he had to appease Mr. Pan first.
Peter Pan, with a hint of doubt, entered the hotel.
Tang Xiaomin observed the Mr. Pan a few more times.
He was an ambitious man, his company possessing the world's most advanced technology.
A single new energy vehicle had already made him immensely wealthy.
In a few years, he was the man who would be launching private rockets into space.
While others were still preoccupied with basic needs and soaring housing prices,
his gaze was already fixed on the stars and the sea.
Ye Fengxing's future would involve collaborating with this man, leading the Ye family to an international stage.
Zhong Li, noticing Tang Xiaomin staring at the blond, blue-eyed man, said,
"Miss Tang, Mr. Yan said we should return soon. Let's go quickly."
Zhong Li's role was more than just a bodyguard; his responsibilities extended beyond mere safety.
He was also meant to act as Yan Jue's informant, preventing other men from getting too close to Tang Xiaomin.
Tang Xiaomin remained silent, gathering her skirt as she ascended the steps.
However, in her heart, she was thinking,
Yan Jue's ambition to become the richest man would be most effectively achieved by collaborating with this man.
She needed to find a way to persuade Yan Jue to invest in this man's venture.
But Ye Fengxing would surely have the same idea.
This matter was fraught with difficulties.
At the birthday banquet.
Thanks to Tang Xiaomin's initial groundwork at the school,
and now with the participation of the influential Peter Pan,
and the addition of celebrities invited by Tang Ye from the entertainment industry,
the event was incredibly lively.
Originally, this banquet was intended to win over hearts and minds.
Seeing that the esteemed Mr. Pan was willing to give Tang Zhongcheng face,
several shareholders of the Tang Corporation, who had been considering withdrawing their shares and impeaching the Tang family to cede the CEO position,
now quietly abandoned their plans upon witnessing this spectacle.
Just as everyone was surrounding Tang Zhongcheng, offering their blessings,
a girl in a lavish evening gown, amidst the crowd,
walked with a steady, unhurried pace and soon reached Tang Zhongcheng's side.
"Happy birthday, Dad."