The little girl is fair and attractive, Captain Xu is gentle and pampering

Father Song became much calmer when he heard that these reporters were not fighting an unprepared battle: "To thank these customers who made reservations in advance, we have temporarily provided benefits. There is still some time before the cap is reached. I understand their uneasiness very well. They gather around me every day. Look at the construction zone.

This apartment is originally designed to serve the needs of middle- and low-income consumers for housing. You think there is something wrong with me doing this, and I can take back these benefits. "

Song's father's words directly affected the cake originally reserved for the residents on the top floor. They pushed the reporter to lean back.

"Mr. Song, this is for our sake, don't talk nonsense here."

"That's right, we invited reporters to ask whether the house can be built, so don't make any mistakes."

Seeing that these people were agitated, the reporter temporarily changed the direction of the question: "Mr. Song, when will it be completed and the residents can move in?"

"It's hard to say. If the weather is bad, the project will be delayed." Dad Song replied calmly, instantly changing the entire wind direction.

They really can't control the weather. Anyone who has worked on a construction site knows that the estimated time is the hardest to answer.

The residents immediately felt that the reporter was of no use and wasting everyone's working time. They had heard the news before and said it in a decent way, as if their house had become an unfinished building.

I came here and thought it wasn't that bad, and they didn't want to embarrass anyone.

"I still have to pick up the kids from school, let's go."

Owners are leaving one after another. They have all built their houses, and now they just need to have the roof capped off before they can live in them.

There were only a few reporters left. Father Song and them looked at each other, and the assistant took the initiative to stand in front of Mr. Song.

"Everyone, I know you want explosive information, but you have to know where to write and what to write. Lawyer Yin of our Song Group is not a vegetarian."

The reporter looked at his colleagues, turned around and left. They returned to the car and felt that the matter was not that simple, so they went to the construction site.

Dad Song sat in the back seat of the car and called the contractor on the way home.

"Reporters are eyeing the apartment, please don't talk nonsense these days."

"Okay, Mr. Song, when will the materials arrive?"

"I'm handling it, you help me drag it, try not to be idle and let people see the problem."

"Yes, President Song."

The contractor has worked with Mr. Song for many years. He was responsible for basically building the villas and apartments built by Mr. Song. There was never any need for reminders for wages and they were paid on time. This was the first time that this had happened.

The reporter couldn't ask anything from the contractor's head and migrant workers, so he ambushed around and took a camera to shoot.

Song's father received a call from the contractor and his face darkened. If the reporter didn't leave, things that couldn't be capped would soon be leaked.

He called Xu Chengyi: "Make an appointment with Liu Wei."

In the evening, they went to the restaurant to book a private room. Xu Chengyi looked at Liu Wei and heard that Uncle Song was besieged by reporters. If there was a problem at this juncture, it must be related to Liu Wei.

Liu Wei crossed his legs and said, "I heard that Mr. Song was chased by reporters. Now it's my turn to negotiate terms."

Xu Chengyi poured a cup of tea for his father-in-law: "You should know the best about this matter."

Dad Song picked up the tea cup and took a sip: "I will buy the batch of materials in your hand at the original price, and everything will be done in accordance with the contract."

Liu Wei sat up straight: "Hey, Mr. Song, late submission of materials is our problem, and we must compensate you for your losses."

That's what he said, but if he accepted the money, it would have a different meaning. Father Song felt that he was really an old fox.

But he was prepared before he came. He took out a document, put it on the table, turned the glass, and brought it to him.

"Pay according to the price above." This was the compensation he calculated based on the original contract, and it would be justified even in the future.

Liu Wei said that he would transfer the money directly without any formalities, and he could say whatever he wanted after that.

He took the document in his hand, flipped it over perfunctorily, and threw it back into place: "Mr. Song, we had to pay for this money in the first place, but it was all made so formal by friends, as if we owe money."

Seeing that he was not good at this or that, and acted like a rogue, Father Song got angry and said, "Liu Wei, don't think that I don't know what you were doing before."

Liu Wei looked very scared: "Mr. Song, I'm so scared. Unfortunately, only I know where your batch of goods is. If you call the police and arrest me, we'll die together holding each other. Come on, hurry up." Call the police and I’ll just go in and I’ll confess everything and get leniency.”

Father Song saw that he was a scoundrel. Father Song, who had received a good education, was so angry that he could not speak.

When Xu Chengyi was in the army, he didn't see anyone. He had a way of dealing with people like this.

Xu Chengyi stood up from his position, and Liu Wei stared at him: "Mr. Xu, are you going to use violence? I can tell you that this place is full of surveillance. If I do anything wrong, you won't get any benefits."

He walked over, pressed the back of Liu Wei's chair, and punched Liu Wei in the abdomen. Liu Wei clearly heard the sound of bones breaking.

As Xu Chengyi let go, the chair fell backwards. Liu Wei hit his head on the wood of the chair frame and felt dizzy.

When Song's father saw it, he felt that beating someone was illegal, and he didn't want his son-in-law to get involved because of this scoundrel.

"Chengyi, it's not worth it for this kind of person."

Xu Chengyi shook his numb hand. He had not been violent for a long time: "From the outside, there is no trace of my punch. Even if you sue me, what evidence do you have? Oh, you want to say that there is surveillance here.

This restaurant belongs to the Xu family. Will they betray the boss? Just talk about things properly and don't make unpleasant things come out. "

Liu Wei gritted his teeth in pain. In other words, he was suffering from depression.

He laughed out loud while lying on the ground: "Captain Xu, if you didn't beat me to death, you must do what I said."

Xu Chengyi grabbed his collar and lifted him up: "You really think I can't find the nest where you hide your things?"

"Mr. Xu, please do whatever you want to do." Liu Wei looked like he was not afraid of death.

Father Song saw that he was lifting the person a little high. If he let go, he might give up.

"Chengyi, let's talk carefully and don't make a move."

Xu Chengyi let go immediately, and Liu Wei fell to the ground, feeling that his internal organs were about to be shattered.

The waiter opened the door and came in. When he saw the boss and the person lying on the ground, he pretended not to see anything, closed the door and left.

Xu Chengyi took a sip of tea: "It seems there is nothing to talk about today, Uncle Song, let's go."

Father Song opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything and walked away.

Liu Wei lay on the ground and wailed: "Mr. Xu, you beat me like this, why don't you send me to the hospital?"

"Call an ambulance yourself. We know each other after we get out of this door?" Xu Chengyi said this in an irritating way.

When Liu Wei saw the door closed, he hammered the ground hard: "Xu Chengyi, I will remember today's revenge."