In the dining room, a single remark from Tang Feng silenced the whole family.
His little brother, only eight years old, glanced at their parents with bright eyes and timidly asked, "Big bro, what kind of showing off costs a hundred and fifty thousand?"
"Eat more vegetables." Smiling, Tang Feng used the serving chopsticks to put two cabbage leaves in his brother's bowl.
"I don't like cabbage," his brother protested.
"If you won't have vegetables, you can have my fists." Tang Feng looked straight at him.
"...!"
His brother quietly lowered his head and ate the cabbage, looking thoroughly aggrieved. He didn't know whether other people's big brothers kept their word, but his own always did. If he said he would beat him, he would.
"No money. No loan." Their refined-looking father rejected his son's loan application with a sour expression.
For a moment, the atmosphere at home grew rather gloomy.
The Tang family were Capital natives. Though they weren't a top-tier wealthy family or a major financial dynasty, they belonged to the elite.
Tang Feng's grandfather had been an official and had enthusiastically answered the call to have children, producing five sons and daughters. Tang Feng's father was the third child, with an older brother and sister above him and a younger brother and sister below.
All five Tang siblings had done well, working in either finance or entertainment. They were particularly close, too. Whenever one fell on hard times, the others would lend a hand.
A few years earlier, Tang Feng's father had enjoyed tremendous success, standing out even among his siblings. Successive investments in several film businesses and short-drama companies had brought him handsome returns.
But when things went too smoothly, people tended to get carried away. With his age catching up to him these past few