"I will be your direct leader from now on, you have to be careful when you talk to me, don't be too big or small!"

"Be careful, I'll let you clean the toilet!"

Song Qi sat down on the boss's chair and raised his legs.

"Come on! Xiao Zhou!"

"Pour a glass of water for the chief!"

The next moment, the water cup was gently pushed towards Zhou Yonghui by Song Qi.

Zhou Yonghui clenched his fists tightly!

If you say you are fat, you are still panting, right?

And let Laozi pour water for you, right?

Zhou Yonghui didn't say a word, a fierce tiger went down the mountain and jumped on Song Qi's body, his arms wrapped around Song Qi's head in an instant!

The Noxian guillotine, taking shape!

My brother, even if you become the Minister of Defense in the future!

You don't even have the right to yell in front of me!

"Xiao Zhou, right?"

"Pour water, right?"

"I will strangle you to death!!!"

In this world, there will always be a few friends.

They don't care if you are poor or rich, powerful or lonely.

In their hearts, feelings are always pure.

Will not change over time.

Song Qi coughed because of Zhou Yonghui's throat lock, and could only keep begging for mercy.

"Brother Zhou!"

"I was wrong!"

"..."

at this time.

Song Qi's mobile phone suddenly heard a Weixin notification tone.

Zhou Yonghui immediately let go of his hand knowingly.

Picking up the phone, Weixin was sent by a person whose comment was "Old Monster".

Song Qi blinked.

old monster?

Isn't that my note to Dad?

When did he release me from the blacklist?

Last time, when Song Qi showed off his military medals, some jokes were made.

Song Qi's father, Song Shanhai, immediately put Song Qi on the blacklist without saying a word.

I ignored Song Qi for a whole month...

[Old Monster]: "Xiao Qi?"

"How's it going in the army?"

"Have you come up with any tricks?"

In fact, the relationship between Song Qi and Song Shanhai is far from as bad as imagined.

There is usually a lot of communication between father and son.

It's just that Song Qi has been unwilling to take over Song Shanhai's burden and inherit Wuyi Heavy Industry's hundreds of billions of property.

Song Shanhai also argued with Song Qi several times, but he still couldn't convince Song Qi.

So Song Qi was allowed to go.

After all, the place Song Qi went to was the army, not a messy place like the entertainment industry, Song Shanhai was relatively at ease.

He just waited for Song Qi to run into a wall in the army, and then obediently go home to inherit the family property...

[Xiao Song Takeaway Express]: "It should be counted..."

Without further ado, Song Qi took a picture of the military rank epaulettes, and a picture of the transfer letter by the way, and sent them along.

On the other side, fell into an eerie silence.

"Hey! I don't want to, Father!"

"You don't know, the chiefs of the army, especially the Commander Wang, for some reason, keep praising me as a peerless national soldier!"

"It's embarrassing to me..."

"Still keep telling me that I have made great contributions to the Dragon Kingdom!"

"It's giving me a title again, and it's giving me a first-class merit medal!"

"Just yesterday, a research institute was specially built for me! Let me be the director of the factory!"

"Eh!"

"Sometimes, a person who is too good is also a kind of distress..."

???

???

In the very center of Xijing, the top floor of a skyscraper.

Song Shanhai, who was wearing casual clothes, was sitting on the boss's chair, looking at his mobile phone, showing a black question mark face.

What the hell?

I asked you to go against a wall in the army, and you became a lieutenant colonel with a backhand, and you got first-class merit?

The most exaggerated thing is that the head of the army even built a research institute for you?

How can I value you!

This is simply offering you up as an ancestor!

its not right!

Song Shanhai frowned, and instantly realized that something was wrong.

If Song Qi really made a name for himself in the army, who should he entrust his hundreds of billions of property, Wuyi Heavy Industry, to?

At this rate of development, this kid might be able to become a general!

For no reason, Song Shanhai panicked.

However, Song Shanhai and Shanghai have been ups and downs for so many years, so he is naturally not an ordinary person.

He turned his mind slightly, and he had already thought of a solution in his heart.

[Old Monster]: "Commander Wang thinks highly of you?"

"Then your scientific research ability must be quite strong..."

[Xiao Song Takeaway Express]: "It goes without saying, all the academicians have to come to listen to my lectures!"

"Every time your son designs something, the academicians rush to get it!"

Song Shanhai smiled lightly.

Compliment him a few words, and he's still panting!

Even academicians have come to listen to your lectures!

See what your kid can do!

In Song Shanhai's mind, Song Qi was just a child who didn't grow up.

I haven't stumbled a few times, and I haven't really realized the dangers of society.

I just want to make a career and impress myself.

In the final analysis, it is still not mature enough.

This is also good, let Song Qi suffer a little more, and it will also be good for Wuyi Heavy Industry in the future.

[Old Monster]: "This way!"

"Your father's airline has a Boeing 747 that has a breakdown."

"Help me fix it!"

"Funding is easy to talk about."

"As long as it can be fixed! Dad, I will never care about your business from now on."

"Never mention anything about letting you inherit the family property?"

"How about it?"

On the other end, Song Qi looked at the phone screen.

My heart skipped a beat.

You know, this is the first time my old man has said such a thing!

Reason told Song Qi that this Boeing 747 must be much more miserable than imagined.

But Song Qi thought about it again, he has a system to protect himself, so he is afraid of a hammer?

Don't you just transform a civil aviation airliner?

Wouldn't it be finished if you sprinkled water casually?

Thinking of this, Song Qi immediately gained confidence.

[Xiao Song Takeaway Express]: "It's a deal?"

[Old Monster]: "It's a deal!"

Chapter 38 Isn't there a private jet per capita?

Xijing, Wuyi Building.

Song Shanhai stood up slowly and looked out the window.

The scenery of the entire Xijing can be seen at a glance.

At this moment, Song Shanhai was also in a surprisingly good mood, humming a little song cheerfully.

As long as Song Qi agreed to his request, Song Shanhai's plan would be half successful.

He tapped lightly on the desk in his office.

Outside the door, a man in a decent suit, about 50 years old, pushed the door open and walked in.

"Chairman!"

"Are you looking for me?"

"Ok!"

Song Shanhai nodded, and then continued to ask: "Where is the Boeing 747 that caught fire in Wuyi Airlines last time?"

"What about the damage?"

Wuyi Heavy Industry is a well-deserved giant in the business world of Longguo.

The scope of business spans heavy industry, machinery manufacturing, air transport and drones.

Breaking into the world's top [-] many times!

And Song Shanhai, as the chairman and helm of Wuyi Heavy Industry, would personally intervene in such trivial matters as the spontaneous combustion of the plane.

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