Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

Song Qingzhu froze for a moment when he heard this, but didn't react for a while.

Seeing that she didn't respond at first, Rong Jun raised his head and asked, "Why, are you planning to renege on the debt?"

Rong Jingchen had a gossip face, and his big eyes darted around the two of them, "What night, when did you get together at night?"

Rong Jingchen's words were ambiguous, Song Qingzhu blushed slightly, and said angrily, "When adults talk, children don't interrupt, I mean I want to invite your uncle to dinner, why don't we go together today."

It's better than her asking him alone next time.

"Rong Junchu, are you really so free today?" You actually have time to go out for dinner.

"Ah."

Song Qingzhu stopped talking and asked Lin You to choose a quieter restaurant.

There were not many people in the restaurant, so Song Qingzhu pushed Rong Junchu into the box.

"Order, I'm treating guests today." Song Qingzhu put the menu in front of the two of them with a proud face.

Rong Jingchen handed Song Qingzhu an expression of "Are you sure?", covered his lips and smiled, "I didn't expect you to be quite rich, Xiao Qingqing. There is no box in this restaurant that costs more than [-] yuan, but you can't get in." oh~”

Rong Jingchen smiled gloatingly.

Song Qingzhu pointed to the box, unable to believe it: "Is the domestic consumption level so high? A box costs [-] yuan."

"Well, that's not too high, my uncle didn't intend to cheat you today."

"Well, excuse me for my poor eyesight, but I really can't see where it is worth [-] yuan." Song Qingzhu said with his lips drawn.

Rong Jingchen looked mysterious, "Didn't you realize that you haven't heard anything since you came in?"

Hearing this, Song Qingzhu listened carefully again, nodded and said, "The sound insulation effect here is good."

"The private rooms in this restaurant all use sound insulation." Rong Junchu kindly explained.

Song Qingzhu now understands that this restaurant is probably more for talking about things with people.

No wonder there is no lobby and only boxes.

Song Qingzhu was thinking about it when he heard Rong Jingchen uttered in doubt, "Xiao Qingqing, I remember that you weren't wearing the same clothes when I watched the surveillance this morning?"

"Watch the surveillance?" Song Qingzhu frowned and asked, "You still watch the surveillance when you go out in the morning?"

Rong Junchu tapped on the table with his fingertips, and Rong Jingchen hesitantly said, "Uncle is afraid that you won't eat breakfast obediently, so he adjusted the monitor to see."

Is this surveillance?A slight displeasure welled up in Song Qingzhu's heart, and he suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Is there surveillance in my room?"

"It was demolished before you came." Rong Junchu said lightly.

"... I didn't expect you to have this... hobby."

Song Qingzhu originally wanted to talk about eccentricities, but he held back the words.

"Xiao Qingqing, you haven't answered my question yet!" Rong Jingchen, who had been ignored all this time, asked.

Song Qingzhu laughed dryly and lied, "I think I should dress more formally to go to the art exhibition, so I bought a suit temporarily."

"I didn't see how formal your clothes are." Rong Jingchen smacked his mouth while looking at Song Qingzhu, "You shouldn't do anything bad."

"What bad things can I do, didn't you see that I was there and saved people!"

"Well, that person is Mu Yide, a master of traditional Chinese painting. You are very lucky."

"Mu Yide?" Song Qingzhu's face was full of astonishment, "It's true that the more famous you are, the more weird your temper will be."

Song Qingzhu said, got up and left the seat, "I'm going to the bathroom."

On the way out of the box, Song Qingzhu met an unexpected person.

Song Yaoguang just came out of the box, with a flattering face, "Director Zhou, please allow me some time to accommodate, I will definitely make up for Song's shortfall in two months."

Song Qingzhu just heard this sentence when he came over, and couldn't help sneering in his heart.

He was planning to pretend he didn't see her, but he never thought that Song Yaoguang had discovered her, "Why are you here?"

"As long as you can come, can't I come?"

Song Yaoguang didn't expect Song Qingzhu to be thorny as soon as he opened his mouth, and his brows were stained with anger, and he said sharply, "Didn't you say last time that Lord Jiu would inject capital into the Song Corporation? Why is there no news until now?"

Song Qingzhu smiled, "I remember at the time that I would consider it, right? Afterwards, Master Jiu considered it and felt that the Song family was not worth helping, so naturally he would not help."

"you!"

Song Yaoguang was short of breath, and remembering how suffocated he was in front of those directors just now, he couldn't help raising his hand, but was blocked by Song Qingzhu halfway.

There was a smile on Song Qingzhu's lips, and his eyes were full of coldness, "What's the matter? Mr. Song is used to playing, and he wants to come here every now and then?"

How did Song Yaoguang think that Song Qingzhu's strength would be so strong, and her arm hurt so much, "Song Qingzhu! Don't forget who you are talking to!"

"Hehe... Mr. Song, do you still want to call yourself my father? Don't forget that I am not a child raised by you!"

Speaking of this, Song Yaoguang put down his raised hand, his eyes were uncertain.

"Song's crisis, will you help?"

"I'm just a helpless surgeon, what do you want me to do?" Song Qingzhu smiled, but the chill was piercing.

When she was young, she was thrown abroad to fend for herself, but now that the Song family is in crisis, they know how to threaten her.

"President Song, let me advise you, if you have the time, you might as well go back and ask your precious daughter, where is the property right certificate of your Song Group building?"

Hearing this, Song Yaoguang's pupils shrank suddenly, "How do you know that the property right certificate is with Shiyu?"

He was afraid that those directors would have the idea of ​​robbing the company, so he put the property right certificate with Shiyu. How could Song Qingzhu know?
There was a sneer at the corner of Song Qingzhu's mouth, "Don't you think I'm going to steal your Song family?"

"Hehe... Your precious daughter lost more than 1000 million in a bet with me. I don't have enough money and I want to save face, so I have to use your Song family to pay for it."

"What did you say?!"

Song Yaoguang was furious, and strangled Song Qingzhu's neck, "So, Song's property right certificate is with you now?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if Song Qingzhu would strangle her to death if he told a lie.

"Would you not ask your precious daughter in whose hands? You ask me what to do!" Song Qingzhu said word by word, with a hint of gnashing of teeth.

"Song Qingzhu, believe it or not, I killed you here today!"

Song Qingzhu smiled wryly, "When you threw me abroad, you never thought that I would come back alive, did you?" In his heart, he couldn't tell whether it was bitterness or what it was like.

"Hands down!"

A male voice came from the corridor. Song Yaoguang turned his head and saw Rong Junchu approaching step by step pushing his wheelchair.

"Jiuye is actually here?" Song Yaoguang asked her, his tone full of fear.

Song Qingzhu pursed his lips and said with a light smile, "Yes, I'm negotiating a deal with Master Jiu."