After Song Qian walked aimlessly for a long time, she remembered to call the old man.

Unexpectedly, it was Song Dafa who answered the call. The point was that the old man was obviously nearby but didn't answer the phone.

What made Song Qian even more disappointed was that Song Dafa actually said that the old man had no objection to Song Shijian's decision.

Hearing this, Song Qian's whole body collapsed: Impossible, impossible. Grandpa once promised me that as long as I go abroad, I will be a member of the Song family and will give me living expenses.

Regarding Song Qian's excited voice, Song Dafa's tone was as calm as ever: Yes, I promised you before, but you forgot that I hope you won't make trouble in front of Fu Jie.

Song Dafa: The master paid a heavy price to prevent the Fu family from telling the truth about the breakup of the engagement.

Song Dafa: But Song Qian, how did you do it? If you insist on making the matter a big deal, all your previous efforts will be in vain.

Song Dafa: The reason why I protected you was for the sake of the Song family’s reputation, and now it’s also for the sake of the Song family’s reputation.

Song Qian's heart skipped a beat when she heard Song Dafa directly call her name. She had never called her by name before, but always called her eldest lady. Now she can call her by name, and she knows why.

When Song Qian thought that she would be abandoned by the Song family, she was of course unwilling to accept it. She burst into tears: I want to talk to grandpa.

Song Qian still had some hope and decided that it was Song Shijian and the others who ordered Song Dafa.

Song Dafa looked at Song Weikang in embarrassment. The latter saw his embarrassed look and raised his voice, "Tell that girl Song Qian that I don't want to see her."

"I don't want to answer her call. Since she did such a thing, she should know the consequences."

Song Dafa didn't need to relay these words. Song Qian heard it herself and knew that there was no way to reverse the matter.

At this moment, Song Qian was really regretful and annoyed as to why she had to come to trouble Zhang Yu and the others.

Not only did it not destroy Zhang Yu's reputation, it actually put him in such a bad situation.

After hanging up the phone, Song Qian couldn't help but panic, and quickly began to count the money in her hand.

Suddenly, she realized that she only had 20,000 to 30,000 US dollars in hand. In the past, this was all Xiaoqian's and would not have caught her eye at all.

But now this is the time when she needs support until the investment project pays off. What should she do?

After thinking about it for a long time, Song Qian reluctantly decided to sell some of her brand-name bags.

Of course, if you can, you can find a man to support yourself.

Song Qian thought about it in her mind for a long time, remembering the boy who pursued her in college.

In the past, she really looked down on them. She felt that they were not as handsome as Fu Jie, and they were not as generous as Fu Jie. More importantly, their family was not as powerful as the Fu family, and their abilities were not as strong as his.

But the current situation really doesn't allow her to be picky. It's enough if someone likes her and can give her money.

When Song Qian thought of this, she didn't want to stay in Europe. She was also worried that they would retaliate against her, so she quickly bought a plane ticket to return to her beautiful country.

After Fu Jie returned to the hotel, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He was worried that Song Qian would break the pot and do something irreversible. What should he do?

I wanted to find someone to keep an eye on Song Qian, but I found that I didn't know where she lived at all. Even if there weren't many Europeans, it was not easy to find Song Qian.

Helpless Fu Jie could only tell the bodyguard to pay more attention. If he sees Song Qian again, he must not be lenient.

Fortunately, Song Qian never appeared again in the following days, which made Fu Jie let out a long sigh of relief.

Song Qian did not show up, but Song Ziming showed up.

This morning, Fu Jie and Zhang Yu discussed which vineyards they wanted to visit. In their impression, European vineyards should lead a good life.

After all, many manors are hundreds of years old, and with their followers, sales won't be a big problem.

But I didn't expect that when I got here, I discovered that life in many vineyards was not very good. After many old people passed away, the younger generation wanted to live in big cities and was unwilling to stay in rural areas.

In addition, the inheritance tax is astonishingly high. If they want to inherit their ancestral property, they will need to pay a large amount of inheritance tax, which is difficult for many people.

Zhang Yu knows that in the next ten years, many wealthy Chinese will go abroad and buy properties around the world, and vineyards will be one of their goals.

In the later period, the price of the vineyard skyrocketed. Now that he knew there was such a good opportunity, how could Zhang Yu miss such a good opportunity.

In addition, the income from the vineyard is relatively stable every year. It is an investment that will not make you rich suddenly, but will have stable income. It is definitely suitable for Zhang Yu's stability requirements.

They have already bought vineyards in Europe, and Zhang Yu is thinking about going to the beautiful country to see if there are any suitable farms and pastures.

This is also an absolutely suitable investment. After buying the ranch, you can raise cattle and sheep, and then sell them all to the country.

This kind of purely natural grass-fed cattle and sheep tastes absolutely delicious. Do you still need to worry about selling it?

"What are you thinking about?" Fu Jie looked at Zhang Yu and thought about it, thinking that there wouldn't be another money-making project early in the morning.

"Morning." Song Ziming greeted the two of them enthusiastically.

Zhang Yu looked at Song Ziming in confusion. Such a big thing happened to the Song family. As the eldest grandson, why did Song Ziming come to them instead of staying in the country to deal with the matter?

Could it be that he wanted Fu Jie to take back the Weibo post he sent? But even if he takes it back now, it's already too late. It has been fermenting for so long, and there have been all kinds of uproar.

"I know you are buying a manor, and I just want to take a look. If there is a suitable one, I will invest in it."

Song Ziming looked at Zhang Yu's puzzled expression, "And if Song Qian has caused such a big thing, I can still stay in the country. The media people will chase me and ask those annoying questions."

"Those so-called childhood friends and so-called family friends are all vying to go out to eat and drink, saying they want to connect with each other."

"Who doesn't know who they are? They just want to see my jokes. They don't even think about it. Are my jokes so easy for them to see?"

"There happened to be an investment project here, so I came." Song Ziming looked at the two of them expectantly, "Is there an orchard suitable for me?"

Song Ziming looked at Zhang Yu expectantly. Fu Jie, forget it, he is just a follower.

"There are suitable manors." Zhang Yu casually mentioned some good orchards he saw a few days ago, "But I have to leave tomorrow."

Now that we have a new goal, of course we have to leave. Why stay here?

Leaving tomorrow? Song Ziming suddenly felt very bad, "I just came, why are you leaving?"

Song Ziming looked at Fu Jie. Didn't this guy say he would stay here for a few more days? Why would Zhang Yu leave as soon as he came?

Song Ziming looked at Zhang Yu displeased, "You don't want to see me."

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