Reborn Sweet Wife: Quan Shao's favorite

What does Qiao Ruolan take him for?When the ball?Where do you want to kick?
Chen Yali, that old fox, can she let go so easily?
Feeling that this was not going to work, Song Mingyuan called Cai Meixian and asked Cai Meixian to go to Chen Yali to inquire about investment.

After all, if Cai Meixian went to Chen Yali, she might be able to find some useful information.

After waiting anxiously in the office for more than two hours, Cai Meixian's call came back, and it was no different from what Qiao Ruolan said, they were all told to wait.

Song Mingyuan was stunned at that moment.

wait?When will we have to wait?
"Mom, what should we do now?" Song Mingyuan was anxious, "There is a problem with the company's capital chain. If we don't get a sum of money quickly, our company will be ruined!"

"Don't worry!" Although Cai Meixian said so, her tone was actually a little more hasty than before, "Well, let's go find the old man later. The old man has so many relationships, so he will definitely help us think about it. There is a way."

Hearing the word "Old Man", Song Mingyuan immediately wilted, "Grandpa won't help me. Last time I took Ruolan to see him, he didn't even answer my phone."

Thinking of this incident, Song Mingyuan felt a little annoyed.

It's all Qiao Ruolan's fault. He said at the beginning that the old man doesn't want to see her now, and he doesn't agree with them being together, but Qiao Ruolan insisted on going, and acted as if he was sure that he would be liked by the old man.

It's all right now, let's play off.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, the more he thought about it, the more distressed he became.

Cai Meixian on the other side of the phone scolded again: "Why are you so unambitious? The old man is just angry. This time, such a big incident happened in the company. Even if the old man is angry again, can he still care about the life and death of the company? You But don't forget, Mrs. Song is the father's lifelong painstaking effort!"

Being reminded by Cai Meixian, Song Mingyuan also felt that was the case.

That's right, even if the old man is really angry with him, he might not ignore the company, right?

"Okay, Mom, I'll be back to pick you up later."

After hanging up the phone, Song Mingyuan immediately asked his assistant to go to the mall to buy a lot of supplements, and then drove back to Song's house to pick up Cai Meixian.

In the car, the two discussed carefully, such as how to please the old man later, and how to make the old man willingly help them.

But when he arrived at the old man's villa, he rang the doorbell for a long time, but there was no response at all.

Song Mingyuan and Cai Meixian looked at each other.

After several seconds, Song Mingyuan asked, "Mom, what's going on? Does grandpa don't want to see us at all? What should we do now?"

Cai Meixian didn't speak, she looked up into the villa, then took out her mobile phone from her bag, ready to call the old man.

First, I called the landline in the villa, but no one answered.

Then it was replaced with the old man's mobile phone, this time it was picked up without ringing twice.

However, the person who answered the phone was not the old man, and his voice sounded much younger.

Cai Meixian recalled it for a while, and quickly remembered that it was the voice of the old man's driver, Lao Xu, and hurriedly asked, "Old Xu, where is my dad? You let my dad answer the phone."

Old Xu quickly said: "Ma'am, the old gentleman has gone out and is not in the hotel."

"Hotel?" Cai Meixian frowned, "Where are you? Why are you in a hotel?"

On the phone, Old Xu's voice came over calmly: "The old man said that Jiangcheng is wet and cold, and it's uncomfortable to stay there, so this year he will celebrate the New Year in Sanya, and he just arrived yesterday."

Jiangcheng is damp and cold, is it uncomfortable to stay?
I haven't heard him say that he is uncomfortable after staying for almost a lifetime. Now that something happened to the company, is he uncomfortable?
The corners of Cai Meixian's lips twitched twice, and she hung up the phone without looking at it, and stuffed the phone back into her bag based on her feeling.

Seeing Cai Meixian's behavior, although Song Mingyuan guessed that the matter might be a bit complicated, he still couldn't help asking: "Mom, what's the matter? What did Lao Xu say?"

Cai Meixian glanced at her son, turned around and walked into the car.

Song Mingyuan hurriedly followed, "Mom, don't keep talking, where is grandpa? What did Old Xu tell you?"

"Get in the car, isn't it cold?" Cai Meixian said, opened the car door and got in the passenger seat.

Song Mingyuan immediately got into the driver's seat, but kept asking: "Mom, grandpa..."

"Don't ask, the old man went to Sanya yesterday." Cai Meixian squinted his eyes, "The old man is really smart. He left Jiangcheng just after the company had an accident. He obviously didn't want to help us!"

Song Mingyuan was stunned, and it took several seconds to digest Cai Meixian's words.

So, the old man is so angry with him that he doesn't even care about the company he founded?

With this realization, Song Mingyuan immediately panicked, "Mom, what should we do now? Grandpa doesn't care about what we say, how can we get money?"

Cai Meixian had a headache from the quarrel, her fingertips rested on her forehead, and she frowned, looking very uncomfortable, "How would I know? Don't you usually have a lot of friends? Why, there is nothing you can do now? You just want to find me?"

After Cai Meixian said something like that, Song Ming fell silent.

But Cai Meixian's words reminded him.

That's right, he still needs so many friends. If he invites them to dinner tonight, even if they can't lend him money, he should be able to help him find a way.

So, after sending Cai Meixian home, Song Mingyuan immediately called a bunch of his friends, made an appointment to have dinner at a high-end restaurant in the evening, and booked a large private room for it.

It was rare that Song Mingyuan would take the initiative to treat guests, and everyone was very respectful, and they all arrived on time.

Song Mingyuan felt that he was honored, so he asked the waiter to serve a table of signature dishes, and after pushing and changing glasses for a while, he talked about the current situation of the Song family, and asked everyone to lend a helping hand.

A few people look at me, I look at you, and no one speaks for a while.

The originally noisy atmosphere in the private room suddenly became quiet, a little awkward.

In the end, it was He Yaoxian who smiled, "I said Mingyuan, it's rare for you to invite us to dinner, maybe it's just to borrow money from us?"

Song Mingyuan's face changed, "Of course not, isn't it a long time since my brothers have been together? So it's not that much of a deal to invite everyone to have a meal together."

As soon as he finished speaking, he laughed again, "It just happened that something happened in the company, so I wanted to ask you for advice."

The atmosphere in the private room immediately became relaxed again, but the topic was quickly shifted to other places.

Song Mingyuan tilted his neck and poured himself a glass of wine.

Is this still my friend?
Putting down the cup, he coughed dryly again, "You guys can help me find a way! I don't have that much cash on hand..."

"We don't have any money either!" Young Master Jin laughed, poured himself a glass of wine, rolled his eyes, and suddenly thought of something, "By the way, didn't that Qiao Ruoqing really like you before? I ran with you every day, didn't you Did you say that she will give you whatever you want? Then why don't you look for her? "

Hearing Qiao Ruoqing's name, Song Mingyuan's expression became a little unnatural, and his tone of voice was lower than before, "Isn't that before? I broke up with her..."

Not wanting to take the problem on himself, Song Mingyuan immediately said, "And she doesn't have much money, so she mortgaged the villa she lives in for investment."

Young Master Jin laughed, "A woman's mouth is a ghost during the day, do you believe her when she says she has no money?"

After taking a sip of wine, he continued: "Besides, even if she really has no money, the Qiao family's years in Jiangcheng are not in vain. She is the chairman of Qiao's, and she can speak well in Jiangcheng .As long as you can get her on your side, then you can drag it on for a while."

After Jin Shao said this, Song Mingyuan suddenly realized.

That's right, although Qiao Ruoqing lost [-] million because of a project in a neighboring city, not many people knew about it.

As long as Qiao Ruoqing can be persuaded to stand by her side, it is still an opportunity.

But Qiao Ruoqing treats him differently now. In the past, he could just say a few words, but now...

Forget it, try it, if it really doesn't work, then think of another way.

After some thinking, after returning home, Song Mingyuan immediately called Qiao Ruoqing.

The call was connected quickly, and Qiao Ruoqing's voice came over politely: "Hello, who is this?"

Song Mingyuan frowned.

who?

So Qiao Ruoqing meant to delete his phone number?

He clenched the phone tightly, but a smile appeared on his face, Song Mingyuan pretended to be kind: "Ruoqing, it's me, Mingyuan."

The female voice, who was polite just now, immediately became indifferent, her voice was like a robot, with no emotion: "Oh, it's you! What's the matter?"

Of course, Song Mingyuan knew what such an obvious change meant, but now that he had something to ask for, even if he was dissatisfied, he couldn't just let it go. He could only endure it desperately, and continued to smirk, "It's like this, Ruoqing, I want to treat you to dinner, do you have time?"

"No." Qiao Ruoqing replied very simply.

Song Mingyuan was furious.

Before he even said when, Qiao Ruoqing said that he didn't have time.

Doesn't this make it clear that she doesn't want to have dinner with him at all?
Trying hard to suppress the anger in his heart, Song Mingyuan softened his tone: "Ruoqing, I know I did a lot of things to make you angry before, but this time I really have something very important to tell you."

While talking, his brain was spinning rapidly, and he suddenly thought of something, "My grandpa has gone to Sanya, do you know?"

"Grandpa Song?" On the phone, the girl's tone was obviously different from before, "He went to Sanya? When did it happen?"

As if he had found Qiao Ruoqing's weakness, Song Mingyuan relaxed a bit, "This is a bit complicated to say. Ruoqing, how about it, let's have dinner together tomorrow night, and I will tell you the story while eating."

Qiao Ruoqing didn't respond immediately, and made a decision after a while, "Okay then, you can send me the address later, and I will go there tomorrow."

Hearing that Qiao Ruoqing agreed, Song Mingyuan felt that the matter was half done, and his tone changed: "Okay, then I'll wait for you at the hotel tomorrow. That's it, I'll hang up first."