"Master of Chinese Studies?" Tang Hao wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, the status of Chinese culture has always been very high in his heart, it can be said that Chinese culture is also his only belief, hearing that Zhang He is a master of Chinese culture, Tang Hao felt very uncomfortable.

Throughout the ages, which master of Chinese culture is not a master of etiquette, righteousness, honesty and shame, the master of Chinese culture is not only a name but also a true saint who integrates all kinds of achievements.

How could a master of Chinese culture teach these things? Looking at the ugly face of the fat woman, and then looking at the style of this dyed little brother, Tang Hao's mood suddenly became extremely bad.

Lan Yuxin continued: "The master of Chinese culture that Yumo offended is this Zhang He. ”

"Is that him? It's really a narrow road. Tang Hao was happy when he heard it, and he laughed and said: "If it's really this guy, then I want to meet this master of Chinese culture." ”

"Tang Hao, don't make trouble, we're here to apologize this time." Lan Yuxin saw Tang Hao's intentions, and couldn't help but persuade her, she was really afraid that Tang Hao would make a big deal about it, now looking at it, Yumo's studies are no longer the most important, it really can't be done, she can let Yumo transfer to another school, and she can even be sent abroad to study.

Now the most urgent thing is the dispute caused by the fat woman, that Zhang He has a very high status in Zhonghai City, in recent years, the masters of Chinese culture have begun to become popular in various provinces and cities, they wander in the circle of various governments and enterprises, with lectures as an introduction, to expand their influence.

Like Zhang He, his circle covers almost all entrepreneurs, even Lan Yuxin used to be a loyal fan of this Master Zhang, this Master Zhang is extremely good at explaining corporate culture, and his autographed "How to Use Chinese Studies to Promote Enterprise Development" still remains in Lan Yuxin's bookshelf.

Offending a master of Chinese culture is equivalent to offending the entrepreneurs of Zhonghai City, if this kind of thing really happens, then the development of Lan Guiren in Zhonghai City will be difficult, and this kind of trouble can not be solved by inviting any official.

A year ago, there was a large private entrepreneur in Zhang He's pulpit offended Zhang He, after less than seven days, the private entrepreneur's business began to appear crisis, the initial stage of the crisis, is the major banks in Zhonghai City to blacklist the entrepreneur's business, and then call for loans, the entrepreneur for his own reputation, around fundraising and selling some of the company's land to pay off the bank loan, and then, he once again fell into a crisis of confidence, Originally, there was a partner withdrawal incident in a negotiated real estate project, but it was just such an accident, but it triggered a series of butterfly effects, and the entrepreneur's business empire was reduced to ruins in an instant.

This incident has been widely circulated in the mouths of entrepreneurs, which once again proves Zhang He's absolute prestige in Zhonghai City.

With Zhang He's social influence, he does have the ability to make his son-in-law the vice principal of Yinglun, which is easy to understand, the British International School itself is invested and established by a relatively large enterprise group in Zhonghai City, and these entrepreneurs all want to tie up with Zhang He.

"We can't afford to provoke Zhang He, if we offend this person, the Rising Sun Group may terminate the contract with us, even if Xu Mingxian interferes, it is useless." Lan Yuxin whispered to Tang Hao.

Tang Hao still didn't understand the status of this master of Chinese culture in the eyes of entrepreneurs, and he sneered: "Why? ”

Lan Yuxin briefly said Zhang He's matter, and told again: "Zhang He is now the target of major banks in Zhonghai City, because the bank can get a large number of entrepreneurs' deposits from him, plus each entrepreneur has a large number of loans, so if you offend Zhang He, you will offend the bank, and if you offend the bank, can the enterprise still live?" ”

"What do these bastards think of Chinese studies?" Tang Hao scolded softly, and said in a low voice: "Now we can't retreat, once we show our cowardice, this fat woman will be even more unrelenting, and the only way now is to pull this Zhang He off the altar." ”

"Fall off the altar? How can it be so easy? Lan Yuxin's face was full of wry smiles, she felt that Tang Hao had taken this matter too simply, and she also underestimated the strong relationship network that Zhang He had worked so hard to build.

Tang Hao said with a firm face: "There is no choice in this matter, I have to pull him off the altar, Mr. Lan, you leave first, don't reveal your identity for the time being, you also have some status in Zhonghai City, in case it is not good to be recognized by that old guy, I will solve this matter myself." ”

"Don't mess around." Lan Yuxin understood what Tang Hao meant, and now that she could only stabilize her current shape and buy time for everyone to think about the next step.

As long as Lan Yuxin leaves, she will not drag her grievances to Lan Guiren and Lan Yumo for the time being.

After seeing Tang Hao's urging eyes, Lan Yuxin said softly: "Then you must pay attention to proportion, I will take the first step." ”

Lan Yuxin took advantage of everyone's attention to Tang Hao, her delicate body retreated slightly, and finally ran quickly down the stairs to the outside of the hotel.

"Who is Zhang He? I haven't heard of it, today you offended me, even if the secretary of the municipal party committee comes, it's useless! Tang Hao sat on a big mahogany chair with a ruffian face, and said very arrogantly: "I was in a good mood, but it's a pity that you let me spoil it, now it's okay, since you want to play with me, then I'll play with you." ”

Seeing that Tang Hao was not afraid at all when he heard Zhang He's name, the fat woman and the dyed brother were a little scared, this society is like this, the weak are afraid of the strong, and the strong are afraid of Leng.

Chen Cangxing, this man, is really as the fat woman said, his personality is a little cowardly, and he has been even more afraid to come up since he saw Tang Hao throw his son out.

At this time, the elevator on the third floor opened again, and I saw an old man with long hair and an artistic atmosphere walking out of the elevator, beside him, followed by two middle-aged people, one middle-aged man with a pair of wide-rimmed glasses, looking a little imposing, and the other middle-aged man was wearing a casual suit, although the appearance was not amazing, but it gave people an extremely confident feeling.

"Grandpa!" When the dyed brother saw the old man walking in, his face was immediately overjoyed.

When the old man saw the dyed brother, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Isn't this Xiaoyun?" Grandpa heard that you were admitted to Yenching University, not bad, yes, this time I want to reward you well, huh? What are you doing here? ”

As soon as the fat woman saw the old man appear, she immediately cried and said, "Dad, you want to give me anger, I wanted to hold a banquet for Xiaoyun to celebrate today, but the room was robbed by this man, I reasoned with him, and he beat me!" I'm shameless to live anymore. ”

The fat woman wiped her tears while complaining, seeing her delicate appearance, the people around her felt a little churning in their stomachs, it seems that someone is really right, the uglier the woman, the higher the success rate of coquettishness, because no one can withstand their coquettish appearance.

The old man raised his hand to stop the fat woman from continuing to complain, his eyes looked at Tang Hao, and asked sharply, "Is there really such a thing?" ”

Tang Hao looked at the old man fearlessly, and said with a natural smile: "She said yes, then there must be one, why do you bother to ask me more?" ”

"Arrogance! Do you know who you're talking to? The middle-aged man with wide-rimmed glasses beside the old man scolded.

Tang Hao smiled and said, "I don't know, I don't want to know, which onion are you?" ”

"You!" The man with glasses trembled with anger, he raised his hand and pointed at Tang Hao, and said angrily: "I am the director of the Southern District Investment Promotion Bureau!" My name is Van der Kwour! ”

"Annoying?" Tang Hao repeated it in a long tone, and then sneered: "It turns out that you are still a bureau chief, if you don't say it, I thought you were his son!" ”

"Stinky boy!" The more the glasses man listened, the more angry he became, and he was about to pounce on Tang Hao.

The man in casual clothes beside him hurriedly grabbed him and persuaded: "Director Fan, why do you have to be like a young man, all young people are arrogant now, let's see what Master Zhang says." ”

At the same time that Tang Hao looked at Zhang He, Zhang He was also looking at Tang Hao, he carefully looked at Tang Hao's dress, conversation and temperament, and was slightly surprised in his heart, Tang Hao's temperament was a little too unrefined, he stood there as if he was a nobody, if other young people encountered this situation, they would either be angry or nervous, and they would definitely not be as easy and free as Tang Hao.

Those who dare to hold on to such a big position definitely have something to rely on.

The biggest reason why Zhang He is so prosperous in Zhonghai City is that he is good at observing words and feelings, he knows very well who he should mess with and who he should not mess with, even if Zhang He has reached his current position, he still maintains his original mentality.

A trace of doubt flashed in Zhang He's heart, and he couldn't help but ask Tang Hao, "What is your name, young man?" ”

"Why should I sue you?" Tang Hao asked rhetorically, almost making Zhang He angry.

Director Fan gritted his teeth and said, "Master Zhang, don't be polite to him, this kid just doesn't know how thick the sky is, and he must be taught a lesson!" ”

"Master? Are you also qualified to be called a master? A sneer flashed in Tang Hao's eyes, and he said word by word: "Your name is Zhang He, right?" Let me ask you first, are you familiar with Chinese culture? ”

"Joke! If Master Zhang is not familiar with Chinese studies, then who else is familiar with Chinese studies!? Director Fan reprimanded.

"You shut up for me, believe it or not, I'm going to slap you in the face now?" Tang Hao suddenly pointed at Fan Dekui and yelled, everyone has a cowardly soul in their hearts, seeing that Tang Hao was ruthless, this Fan Dekui really didn't dare to squeak anymore.

Tang Hao wasn't scaring this Director Fan just now, if the other party continued to interject, he would really give this guy a little color.

Facing Tang Hao's questioning, Zhang He said proudly: "Of course I know!" I studied under Shi Hengdao, one of the three saints of Chinese culture, and I have been studying Chinese culture all my life. ”

Tang Hao smiled, stared at Zhang He and smiled: "Really? In that case, may I ask you a few questions? ”

"Just ask!" Tang Hao's momentum also stimulated this master of Chinese studies, Zhang He walked a few steps forward a little annoyed, and looked at Tang Hao with an angry face, he has risen for more than ten years, and no one dares to argue with him in Chinese studies, at this time, seeing such a boy who does not know the height of the sky, he naturally wants to impress the other party.

Tang Hao smiled and said, "Since that's the case, then I'll ask?" ”

"Just ask." Zhang He blew his beard and stared at Tang Hao, this old man and young man competed with each other, which made the people around him quite curious, and they wanted to know why this young man dared to question Zhang He with Chinese studies.

After a while, Tang Hao opened his mouth and asked, "Since you call yourself a master of Chinese studies, then let me ask you, what is Chinese studies?" ”

Hearing this simple question, many people couldn't help but laugh out loud, this question is too simple, isn't it a joke to ask the master of Chinese culture with this kind of question?

Manager Fang, who was not far away, also felt a little funny, but when he finished laughing, he asked himself in his heart: What is Chinese culture?

After this question surfaced in his heart, Manager Fang found that he couldn't answer, what is Chinese culture? None of the people present could explain clearly, they subconsciously confused Chinese culture and Confucianism, and in their hearts, Chinese culture is Confucianism.