Chapter 539 - A Conversation Between Old People (1/2)

The private concert held by the Tang's was not entirely different from a private banquet.

In an enormous hall's classically designed interior with medieval elements, a few tables were set up. The amount of the people that could fill up the room could number up to a thousand, but the tables and chairs could only amount to two hundred. The invited guests themselves were only less than two hundred.

The elevated stage at one side of the hall was very wide, a whole orchestra could stand on it with enough space.

At the moment, on the elevated stage was a big white Stein piano and a stool.

Behind the white piano were the stools of the orchestra and their musical instruments.

The private concert had not officially started yet, but the musicians were already playing a soothing melody for the people who came into the hall.

Because the place was enormous and the tables were distanced with privacy in mind, the guests slowly relaxed and began to enter the state of enjoying music, while occasionally chatting with their companion. It did not feel empty because of the plenty of waiters walking around and giving refreshments to the guests.

The guests would also occasionally stand to greet people, chat a bit, then return to their tables.

At the entrance of the hall was an old woman in traditional clothes. Currently, she was greeting an old man who wore a traditional chong pao and appeared to be an eminent elder.

”Old Xiong, you came. You haven't given me your response so I thought you will not be coming,” Mistress Tang said, teasing the old man.

Old Xiong waved his hand. ”What nonsense.  No matter what I reply, you will be forcing me to come anyway to this place. I don't have much choice. So what is the use of replying?”

Mistress Tang laughed. ”Don't say that. Those who hear you might think I am too brazen. How can I order around a Xiong?”

Old Xiong raised his brow in suspicion. ”You are being modest today. How unusual.”

Mistress Tang smiled amiably and led him to a table at the front. ”How come you did not bring your granddaughter with you?”

Mistress Tang expected that the XIong heiress would come. The girl had been personally invited by her granddaughter and Tang Xinyang confirmed that she would come with some IHZHI artists.

Hearing the question, the old man frowned.

”She's not here yet? We left the mansion at the same time.” Old Xiong then turned to Zhou Min who was quietly following them around.

”Zhou Min, tell your son to hurry up.  How come your son is slower than me, an old man?”

Zhou Min: ”...”

I know you are angry, Master. But don't drag me in. A son is like spilled milk.

(A/n: The saying is 'a daughter is like a spilled milk', but here Zhou Min used that to wash his hand.)

Zhou Min bowed. ”I will call Linfeng to inquire their whereabouts.”

While Zhou Min was making a phone call at the side, the two old people continued to move to the front.

There were some people who recognized Old Xiong and Mistress Tang on the way. They stood up to greet the two old people. Some of them had great status that Old Xiong and Mistress Tang could not ignore. So they spent a lot of time on the way before they arrived at their own table.