Chapter 97
Old Master Tang sat facing south, positioned at the head of the table, his red, large-happiness-character Tang costume radiating festivity. Despite not having fully recovered from a serious illness, his spirit was remarkably strong, and his complexion quite rosy. To his right, the first to take a seat was none other than Old Mr. Tan of the Tan Family—Tan Yaozong, who, despite being retired, still wielded considerable influence in the political arena. To his left were Tang Guoqing and Tang Guoyao, the two sons of the Tang Family, with the rest of the guests scattered around the surrounding dinner tables. The men of the Tang Family had come out in full force, creating an unprecedented grand occasion.
"Ladies and gentlemen, amidst your busy schedules, you’ve taken the time to come celebrate the old man’s birthday at our Tang Family; for this, I thank you all." As the eldest son and the pillar of the Tang Family, Tang Guoqing rose to speak. The former secretary, who had made reports on television, once again addressed the crowd on today’s birthday banquet.
"Clap clap clap!" Applause thundered, filling the entire living room.
"Hehe, alright, alright," Old Master Tang waved his hand, his facial wrinkles squeezing together into a happy smile, "A few words and you’re clapping, making it seem like one of Guoqing’s meetings. No need for that, no need."
Laughter rippled through the crowd.
"Old Tang, that’s where you’re wrong. All Guoqing wanted was to liven up the atmosphere for you, but look at you picking faults. I can’t bear to watch this. How about this—you don’t like it, then lend Guoqing to me for a couple of days to be my son."
"That’s absolutely out of the question."
"What, can’t bear to part with him?"