Urban Black Technology Boss

"You sit here for a while, I'll go in and find my dad." Song Qingwan smiled at Tang Long.

"Well, go get busy." Tang Long nodded, watched Song Qingwan go up to the second floor, and sat down on a sofa in the living room.

The Song family's villa is very large, and the overall decoration style is Chinese style. The living room on a single floor has hundreds of square meters.

Tang Long didn't know anyone here, so he could only stare at a picture of going up the river during the Qingming Festival on the wall boredly, as if he wanted to see something tricky.

Seeing that Tang Long was alone, Song Shiwen rolled his eyes, and told his cousin Song Zeyu next to him, "Xiaoyu, go over and ask, and see where that kid comes from."

Song Shiwen works as the deputy general manager of a trading company affiliated to Zhiyuan Group. He often invites a group of cousins ​​to clubs and clubs, and he has more prestige among the cousins.

Song Zeyu followed Song Shiwen's gaze and saw a young man on the opposite sofa, and immediately understood what Song Shiwen meant.

"Okay, Brother Wen, look at me." Song Zeyu chuckled, and strode towards the opposite side.

From his point of view, it was nothing to sniff the other party in the past, since this was the Song family after all.

"Hi, my name is Song Zeyu, and I'm Song Qingwan's cousin. Nice to meet you."

Tang Long was studying which tradesmen were on the picture scroll, when a clear voice suddenly came from his ear.

Turning around, I saw a young man in casual clothes looking at him with a smile.

Tang Long thought for a while, then replied lightly: "Hello, my name is Tang Long, and I am Song Qingwan's boyfriend."

"Uh... what does Brother Tang do?" Song Zeyu was stunned for a moment, then he realized and continued to ask.

Um?Calling brother so soon?
It seems that I have changed into a suit, and my face is much more mature, so I still need to wear more suits in the future.

But this kid in front of him is very promising, he even knew that he came to visit the pier in advance, so he can take care of him in the future.

Tang Long's heart felt dark, but on the surface he said calmly: "It's not worth mentioning to do a small business casually."

"Where is Brother Tang from, why haven't I seen you before?" Song Zeyu showed a sincere smile on his face.

Tang Long frowned slightly, is this kid here to check his household registration?How come it's a classic three-in-a-row question.

For Song Qingwan's sake, he decided not to argue with Song Zeyu, and replied calmly: "The ones from Linjiang City just came to the capital this time."

"Oh." Song Zeyu nodded, and opened his mouth to say something else.

Tang Long put his hand into his trousers pocket, and quietly pressed the button on the phone, and the phone rang immediately.

"Excuse me, I'll answer the phone." He smiled at Song Zeyu, then took out his mobile phone, turned around and walked aside to pretend to answer the phone.

Song Zeyu was stunned, looking at Tang Long's appearance, he couldn't finish calling for a while, so he turned around and walked back to Song Shiwen, and began to report the information he had just learned.

Seeing Song Zeyu and others whispering, Tang Long finally understood that the idiot just now was summoned to inquire about the news.

After listening to Song Zeyu's report, Song Shiwen looked at Tang Long with some disdain. This kid just opened a small company in Linjiang City, and he dared to play Song Qingwan's idea.

It seems that without Gu Weiqi's action, he will be able to make Tang Long go back to Linjiang City in disgrace.

Feeling someone staring at him, Tang Long turned his head and saw a man with dark eyes standing among several young people opposite him.

This man was about 30 years old, wearing a brand-name suit, and seemed to be the head of Song Qingwan's cousins.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps on the stairs, and surrounded by a group of men and women, a middle-aged man with a refined and handsome appearance came down.

"Uncle!"

"Chairman!"

Seeing Song Mingyuan coming down, everyone in the living room stepped forward to say hello.

Song Mingyuan smiled and nodded to everyone, accompanied by Song Qingwan, walked down the stairs.

At this time, he looked around and suddenly said, "Who is Tang Long?"

Everyone was startled and looked around one after another, and finally looked at Tang Long who was sitting in the corner of the living room, with more or less gloating in their eyes.

This is the rhythm of the old man who wants to liquidate his daughter's door-to-door boyfriend.

Tang Long stood up, nodded calmly to Song Mingyuan and said, "Hello, Uncle Song, I am Tang Long."

Seeing this, Song Qingwan couldn't help but change her expression. She pulled Song Mingyuan's arm and said coquettishly, "Dad, why did you trouble Tang Long as soon as you came here? He is very nice."

"I didn't trouble him, it's just that I've heard his name too much these days, and my ears are callused." Song Mingyuan took a deep look at Tang Long, then turned his head and said to everyone:
"This time Mingcheng was kidnapped abroad. Fortunately, he found Xiongguo mercenaries to rescue him and he was able to come back safely. Thank you for your concern."

Some of the Song family's children, who were not well-informed, suddenly took a deep breath.

Unexpectedly, something like this happened to Song Mingcheng recently, no wonder Song Mingyuan didn't show up at Zhiyuan Group for a few days.

Hearing this, Tang Longchao and Song Qingwan nodded slightly.

Regarding Tang Long's going to Syria to rescue Song Mingcheng, Tang Long had warned Song Qingwan and Song Mingcheng in advance, so Song Mingyuan thought that Song Mingcheng was rescued by the scorpion mercenary group.

It seems that Song Qingwan has done a good job and has not revealed the truth of this matter yet.

Song Mingyuan looked around and said in a deep voice: "It's not only Mingcheng who has an accident this time, the group has also encountered some troubles recently, and some personnel and business changes will be made recently, and a detailed notice will be sent to the entire group company tomorrow. .”

Hearing this, the faces of more than a dozen middle-aged men and women in the living room became gloomy.

And those young children who had been staying in the hall on the first floor looked at Song Mingyuan blankly.

Not every son of the Song family works in the group company, and several of them are still in college. This is the first time that they have talked about the company at a family gathering.

"Starting today, all the children of the Song family will no longer enjoy dividends from the family fund, but the group will compensate everyone with a large sum of money at one time." Song Mingyuan continued.

Hearing this, the young people in the living room were both worried and happy.

Those who are worried know the inside story, and short-term compensation is not as reliable as long-term meal tickets.

Those who are happy are lamenting that they can finally get a large sum of money, and they can invest and start their own businesses. In the future, they will no longer have to receive such a small dividend every month like squeezing toothpaste.

Tang Long thoughtfully looked at the expressions of everyone in the hall. It seemed that the Song family was in serious trouble this time, and they might have to cut off their tails to survive, or even split up to avoid disaster.

I just don't know if this is causing trouble for the Song family, whether it is Huasheng Group or other shareholders of Alpha Investment Company.

There were outsiders in the villa, and Song Mingyuan was unwilling to say more. Anyway, those who should know knew it, and those who didn't know would know it tomorrow.

"Okay, let's all go to the restaurant for dinner now, and we'll talk about other things tomorrow."

Song Mingcheng waved his hand and asked the housekeeper to notify the kitchen to start serving food.

Soon, everyone in the hall came to the restaurant and sat around a large table that could seat 30 people.

Tang Long was pulled over by Song Qingwan and sat on her right, while Song Mingyuan sat on Song Qingwan's left.

Seeing Song Qingwan's actions, Song Mingyuan frowned, opened his mouth, but didn't say a word in the end.

After sitting down, out of the corner of Tang Long's eyes, he saw that there were still two vacant seats on Song Mingyuan's left, and was about to ask, when he suddenly saw two people appearing at the door of the restaurant.

I saw Song Mingcheng supporting a middle-aged woman, staring at Tang Long as if he had seen a ghost.

"Tang Long? You're not...how could you be at my house?"