January 20, 2019, Major Cold.
Rong City.
A black Audi car drove along the quiet path by Huanhua Creek.
Tang Song sat upright in the right rear seat, gracefully and straight, with hands crossed loosely in front of him.
He calmly admired the bleak but dignified winter scenery outside the window.
Inside the car, the temperature was suitable, with a faint woody fragrance hanging in the air.
"Tang Song..." A calm and magnetic voice came from beside him, "My grandfather has already looked into all of your information. As per your instructions, I selectively revealed the connection information between you and those capital entities to him. I'm not sure what kind of judgment he will ultimately have about you. Therefore... I hope that during the conversation later, you can be cautious."
"Hmm." Tang Song nodded lightly, not surprised.
He slightly turned his head, looking at Ouyang Xianyue beside him.
