Tang Guoan walked to his son's side, reached out and took the soup bowl in Tu Meng's hand, and said in a low voice: "Please help me get a spoon, I'll feed it." He knew that his son usually had a lot of girlfriends, but he was quite satisfied with the one in front of him, whether it was his appearance or his words and deeds.

Tu Meng nodded and quietly wiped away her tears, turned around and went to the table to get a new spoon, and then walked out of the ward very interestingly, she knew that the father and son must have something to talk about, and as a woman, they must know how to advance and retreat.

Tang Guoan frowned and looked at his son, his pupils were black and big, as if he could see through the cowardice in people's hearts, as a high-ranking ministerial-level official who had been in the top position for a long time, the momentum accumulated over the years could make people feel an invisible coercion, even if they were silent.

"Dad, I was beaten ......" Tang Zekai was like a wronged child in front of his father, speaking and looking down at his feet, not daring to look directly at his father's coercive eyes.

"Hmm!" Tang Guoan gave a nasal voice: "In the crown prince's club, do you think □□ Fei's momentum is so easy to borrow?" ”

Tang Zekai's heart was shocked, it seemed that everything that happened to him in the crown prince's club was clearly checked by his father, and even what he thought in his heart could not be hidden from his old man's eyes, maybe keeping silent was the best way.

Tang Guoan said with a straight face: "You should be glad that your head is still on your neck, the person who beat you is not an ordinary special combat soldier, you have to swallow this breath, at least you have to swallow it now, understand?" ”

Yu Zekai raised his head sharply and said with an indignant expression: "Why? Could it be that the people behind us are afraid of the Li family? Dad, why did you tell me to endure it! ”

Syllable!

Tang Guoan stretched out his hand to reward his son with a big ear scraper, and said coldly: "No why, because you are my son, you must live." ”

This slap was very heavy, and it also completely woke up Tang Zekai, he wiped the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and looked at his father lightly: "Dad, what should I do?" ”

Tang Guoan stretched out his slap that had not yet been withdrawn and touched the top of his son's head, and said in a deep voice: "Do nothing, endure the anger for a while, you have to remember that one day our Tang family will become a real big family in Huaxia, bigger than the Li family, you know?" ”

Tang Zekai nodded solemnly and said, "I want to ask, how long is this day, three years?" Five years? Or ten years? ”

Tang Guoan glanced at the door, turned his head and lowered his voice and said, "Soon, if nothing else, it will be the middle of next month." ”

The middle of next month is the quadrennial chairman election in Huaxia, and the result of this election is very important for the Tang family, which has been hidden, because it is related to the interests of the entire family, and no mistakes will be allowed during the period.

Tang Guoan's identity is not only as simple as the vice minister of communications, he also wants to become the second biggest winner in this election, if it succeeds, the Tang family, a rising upstart family, will stand at the pinnacle of power in China, what the Li family is just a passing cloud.

Tang Zekai bit his lip tightly until he bit out a clear row of blood marks on his lower lip, and two scorching lights flashed in his eyes in vain, and then he became crazy, in the middle of next month, it was very close!

"Dad, I can bear it!" Tang Zekai stretched out the palm of his folded finger and clasped the back of his father's hand, and it seemed that there was no pain at this moment.

Tang Guoan smiled faintly and said: "This is my good son, let's go, come home with me!" ”