The old Gong who saved the prodigal [Quick Transmigration]

When Mo Junze's luxury car stopped at the door, Tang Yuan left the villa with envious and jealous eyes.

Yesterday Mo Junze personally called to ask him to have dinner with him, Tang Yuan agreed without thinking.

He still hasn't figured out the secret of the 'black group' on Mo Junze. Although he has a premonition that this is an opportunity for him and Deng Bailian to escape the control of the system, he still has no idea how to do it.

Logically speaking, with such a terrifying 'black group' surrounding Mo Junze, even if he didn't die, he should be surrounded by bad luck.But no matter how Tang Yuan looked at it, he couldn't find anything wrong with him.Perhaps only by gaining Mo Junze's true trust can the mystery of him be solved?

It's about his own life and death, Tang Yuan will naturally not let go of any chance to get along with Mo Junze.

The imperial capital in the evening is noisy and quiet, the bustling crowd is so chaotic, but there is an inexplicable order behind each hurried step, their purposes are different but so clear.

Mo Junze's luxury car was naturally very comfortable. Looking through the glass at the crowded street, Tang Yuan subconsciously sighed.

Mo Junze, who is skilled in driving, was always paying attention to Tang Yuan, and when he heard the sigh, he immediately asked: "What, is there something bothering you?"

Tang Yuan was taken aback for a moment, his sigh was completely unconscious, and he didn't think about the reason at all.When asked by Mo Junze, he didn't know how to answer.

Mo Junze smiled slightly, and was about to say a few words of relief, when Tang Yuan said, "Even though China has become one of the best superpowers, the things engraved in our bones have not changed."

There was a trace of melancholy on Tang Yuan's face, and even his eyes were a little misty, "They are very busy, always busy, no matter how rich they are..."

Even though today's dynasty has surpassed most countries, in the eyes of most Westerners, as long as Chinese people are mentioned, their first impression is still 'hardworking and pragmatic', followed by 'obedience'.

Since ancient times, it has never changed.

Although Tang Yuan didn't tell Mo Junze all of the sigh in his heart, he was still taken aback.No matter how you look at it, Tang Yuan is only fifteen or sixteen years old. How can Mo Junze not be surprised when he expresses such vicissitudes of life with his young voice?

Thinking about it carefully, Tang Yuan's words do have some truth.Mo Junze, as the top superstar in Tianchao, naturally knows many Europeans and Americans, even some of them come from noble families.But whether they are nobles or not, the difference between foreigners and Chinese people is still obvious, and this difference is not only about appearance.

Even if Chinese people are rich, it is impossible for them to 'leisure' and enjoy themselves in a timely manner like foreigners.Even Mo Junze himself had to admit that he was very busy.He is already very rich, and even famous, and whether fame is good or bad, Mo Junze doesn't take it too seriously.Even compared to healthy people, his body...

However, he still couldn't stop.

I have to admit that the genes handed down from our ancestors are indeed powerful!

Sighs are sighs, but he still finds it hard to accept that such words are heard from 'Ye Xingyu'.He was ten years older than Ye Xingyu, and he had never even thought about this question.

Ye Xingyu's changes must have been too great...

After seven turns and eight turns, Mo Junze brought Tang Yuan to a quieter but obviously much more upmarket street, and finally they stopped in front of a French restaurant with European characteristics.

This restaurant is one of the best in the imperial capital, and the male waiter who opened the door respectfully led the two of them around the lobby to the private room on the second floor.

Tang Yuan casually glanced at the hall and lost interest.

He has seen the real ancient European style with his own eyes, and the modern imitation has lost its charm, not to mention it is still in the sky.

The two entered the spacious private room, took their seats one by one, and ordered steaks that were medium-rare and medium-rare respectively.

After pouring red wine for the two of them, the service staff went to the corner and touched something, and the low and lyrical music rang.

The music is soft and loose, and Tang Yuan felt vaguely familiar, but couldn't remember the name of the song.Following the music, Tang Yuan shifted his gaze to the corner. Under the dim light, an ancient furniture was very eye-catching.

"There's even a gramophone here?" Tang Yuan was a little surprised.

Mo Junze raised his glass and smiled softly, "The owner of this restaurant is French and he likes to collect antiques. It is said that this phonograph was handed down from World War II. As for whether it is true or not..."

Mo Junze shook his head slightly and stopped talking.

Tang Yuan was speechless: Even the gramophone has become an antique...

The two wine glasses banged together lightly, Tang Yuan couldn't help but scrutinized Mo Junze carefully.

Mo Junze is still wearing a black suit today... He seems to like black very much!

Different from usual, Mo Junze's demeanor like an elegant gentleman, under the background of the lights, added a mystery...

"The game will be played the day after tomorrow, are you ready?"

Tang Yuan said casually: "I plan to play "Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini"."

"Can you still play the piano?"

Tang Yuan nodded dispensably, "A little bit."

Being able to perfectly interpret the essence of "Neon Clothes and Feather Dress Dance", even he is far behind. Mo Junze doesn't think that the personality change 'Ye Xingyu' in front of him is as simple as 'know how to play a little bit'.Now that he dares to play, Mo Junze believes that he can play the soul of "Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini".

but……

Mo Junze shook his head slightly, and said with some disapproval: "Why do you want to play the piano? You can even dance "Neon Clothes and Feather Dress Dance", and you also have research on classical musical instruments?"

Tang Yuan didn't know why.

Mo Junze continued: "Presumably you don't know yet, Tianqi Group is going to create a copy specially based on your "Neon Clothes and Feather Dance"...and you will also become the second spokesperson of "Legendary Hegemony"."

The first one is Mo Junze.

So?

Tang Yuan still didn't understand, it had something to do with his next match.

Seeing Tang Yuan's cute and ignorant expression, the corners of Mo Junze's mouth immediately curled up, "Even Li Siyu knows how to play "The Butterfly Lovers", you can't even understand that!"

Tang Yuan suddenly realized that the co-authorship made him take the initiative to curry favor with Tianqi Group!

It's all about understanding, but Tang Yuan still doesn't intend to change.

Just kidding, the weather group is a fart, he doesn't care if others care.

He participated in "Tomorrow's Star" neither for fame nor profit, and he has no interest in being Na Laoshizi's star.His purpose is nothing more than Mo Junze and Li Siyu, nothing more.If he hadn't known that Mo Junze was one of the shareholders of Tianqi Group, he would have wished to immediately dismiss this inexplicable spokesperson.

Seeing Tang Yuan's disdainful posture, Mo Junze was surprised again.Since leaving the office that day, he has become less and less able to see through the young man in front of him.

Just when Mo Junze was hesitating whether to persuade Tang Yuan, the door of the room was pushed open, and the waiter pushed the cart and brought in the steak they ordered.

Forget it, since the young man doesn't want to ask for more fame and fortune, why should he bother?

The two were cutting steaks, not talking.

In a trance, Mo Junze's thoughts drifted farther and farther, and he looked at Tang Yuan opposite him with ambiguous eyes from time to time.He thought absently, should he go further now?

If it develops too fast, will it scare the teenagers?

Probably not... After all, the young man in front of him may not be so innocent.

Maybe he agreed to go to the appointment today, and he also has the same thoughts as him!

Thinking of being able to put the boy under him tonight, a certain part of Mo Junze's elegant suit felt restless again.

Heart or kidney?

Cough cough... Anyway, they are all organs, and two are greater than one, the minority obeys the majority!

On the surface, Tang Yuan ate the steak 'elegantly', but in his heart he had scolded the eighteenth generation of Mo Junze's ancestors all over the place.

He has a very keen eye for others, and he is not an ignorant young man who 'knows nothing about human affairs'. How could he not feel Mo Junze's obvious and 'dangerous' eyes?

This stinky, shameless bastard!

If it had been someone else, Tang Yuan would have gone mad, and Bao Buqi would just goug out his dog's eyes.However, the person who wanted to 'sex' him was Mo Junze. Considering that he wanted to gain the other party's trust, Tang Yuan had to calm down and re-examine.

How to do?

I found out that this guy is not a thing, but I didn't expect to be so shameless.How old are you and still have a one-night stand, don't be afraid of getting sick!

Cursing in his heart but not showing it on his face, seeing that the dinner was coming to an end, Mo Junze very calmly invited Tang Yuan to his house as a guest.

The good name is that I am quite accomplished in the piano and want to give some pointers, but in fact... Hehe, I know how dirty it is.

Looking at the well-dressed Siya man in a black suit opposite, making a serious appointment, Tang Yuan wished he could directly chop with a knife and fork.

The tailor doesn't bring a ruler, I've already seen your bad intentions!

This sanctimonious beast in clothes doesn't even let men off!

Although aggrieved, Tang Yuan gritted his teeth and agreed.In order to get Mo Junze's newcomer, he had to compromise.

But well...

After defeating Tian Huiruo, his mental strength has improved, so it shouldn't be a problem to give Mo Junze a little hypnosis, right?

Want to fuck him?

Alright, tonight he must really appreciate how this well-dressed beast with a pious appearance is 'self-sufficient'!

The author has something to say: Thank you for the 'zero point one' mine!

Thank you 'League of Assassins' mine!