Daniel Tang Novels & Stories

Max said and the conversation was cut off. The CEO stared at his cell phone, still feeling the sting of estrangement. Daniel, to him and his friends, was quite a character. He had many nicknames: "The Night Man," "The Party Man," and "The King of the Night." Those who knew him knew that he was wild and somewhat unpredictable, that he liked to live on the edge, always at a party, with an infinite university spirit. However, he was also known for being very hardworking and proper with his things, someone who loved his family very much, dedicated to his girlfriend, although there were few of the Glint entrepreneurs left. Max found it odd that Daniel didn't try to defend his cousin, but at the s

he asks, half curious, half suspicious. — Daniel. He takes a step towards me, freezes, and I see him frowning. His posture changes. He is no longer just the worried brother. He becomes the guardian. — Daniel as in… Daniel Renzi? The CEO of RenziTech with whom we just signed a colossal deal? The guy in the three-piece suit who looked like he wanted to eat everyone except you tonight? I bite my lip, uncomfortable. — Yes, that Daniel. — The one who made you dance three times when you hate being touched at official parties?

Daniel complained. "I am sorry." Cara knelt down before Daniel and held her ears in apology. But no sooner did his mom apologize, the little guy's mood brightened. "Do you know who was the chief guest of our school this time? It is Ace Taylor. He is a well-known industrialist and a big philanthropist. Our principal was singing laurels about him giving his address. He is very happy. It seems Mr Taylor donated two millions for the new sports complex getting constructed in our school. Mama, how could anyone earn such a big amount? It took me a moment to count the number of zeroes beside the two in his donated amount. Does Mr Taylor have a genie with him?

"That.*cough* boy *cough* Daniel. Did he say when he is coming back?" A man who bears great resemblance to Daniel said weakly. This Man was Johnathan Li, the monster of the business world. He founded the company with his first wife, who later died leaving him and a six years old son. He worked hard to bring the Li Groups to what it is today. And yet, the legend who everyone talked about was bedridden with some illness.

She scrolls down her phone when Professor James calls her name, " Ms Tiara! Please come here!" She quietly walks towards him and greets, " Good afternoon, Professor!" " Good afternoon. Please sit down" With great enthusiasm, he shows her the chair. Tiara thanks but her attention shifts on the person who is sitting next to her. His eyes are already on her with a grin. " So, you are Tiara Ericson! I am Daniel Alfredo, from Business administration." Tiara watches the boy, Daniel, sharp jawline with those pairs of brown eyes, he looks fine. She nods quietly and looks at Professor James.

I clutched the soft handkerchief in my hands, my breath still uneven as I stared at the man before me. He wasn’t demanding, wasn’t overpowering—just there, offering a quiet sense of comfort I didn’t realize I needed. He leaned slightly against my desk, his hands tucked into the pockets of his tailored slacks. “I’m Daniel, by the way,” he said with an easy smile. “Daniel West. New Chief Technology Officer.” My eyes widened slightly. CTO? He was an executive?

the man continued. “Well, we are trying our best,” Daniel said. “That's good. You guys there must keep his vision alive. I am Tim Lakeman, by the way, nice to meet you,” the man said. “I am Daniel. The pleasure is mine.” Daniel admitted. “I am into investment and Financing.” Tim said. Daniel frowned slightly. “Why are you telling me this?” “No reason,” Tim said with a laugh. “Let’s just say I am trying to market my business. You never know who may be interested. If you ever feel like talking about opportunities outside the daily routine, here is my card.”

I recount the things I know about Daniel. His last name is Ansdell, like Richard Ansdell, an English painter and printmaker. Is he a descendant of him? Is he from an English family? I don't think so. His accent is not British at all. I also know that he loves to cook, and he does it very well. Ah! Of course I am aware of how dedicated he is when it comes to training. As I was saying, such a perfect body was not just a product of genetics, but of hard and constant work.

"I'm saying we need the truth." Emily looked back at the paused image on the phone again. Her heart felt confused. Angry. And strangely hopeful. If Daniel was really alive… Then what had happened three years ago? At that moment, Daniel spoke again. "There’s something else." Alexander looked at him. "What?" Daniel scrolled through the information on his tablet. "The man in the video…" He hesitated for a moment. Alexander raised an eyebrow. "Say it." Daniel continued, "He is now the CEO of a company called Harper Global Investments."

Daniel suggested, feeling a bit bored leaving his main work at Kim Corporation and Kim Foundation. "Are you sure you didn't mishear, Grandfather? From what I know, last night one of you went on a date with Mr. Arman's daughter, and that was you, Daniel. So why do you suddenly want to go back to Singapore?! Did the girl you like reject your feelings?" Tuan Kim guessed. He wanted to get straight to the point, not wanting to interfere in his grandchildren's love affairs. However, if the woman Daniel liked was Chelsea, then he would give his approval, especially since he already knew Mr. Arman. "Wait, Grandfather. I don't know what you mean!" Daniel replied, trying to hide any hint of panic in h