The waistcoat has fallen off all the way, and behind the beautiful face is the trumpet

Song Wenxuan, mother and son were imprisoned for seven full days before they were released, and no one could speak during the period.

After being imprisoned for a few days, although Mrs. Song cursed a lot, her arrogance had subsided a lot.

She also knew that the Song family was nothing without the Ye family.

It would be easy for the Ye family to kill the Song family. After figuring this out, she felt that she couldn't let go of the Ye family.

After getting in the car, Mother Song rubbed her waist and whined for a while, then suddenly said: "Son, you must think of a way to get hold of that little bitch Ye Sheng. When she enters the door of my Song family, she will be so big Lan Shi isn’t ours yet?”

Song Wenxuan rubbed his temples. He didn't want to get Ye Sheng, but the key was that he couldn't even see Ye Sheng's face now.

While Mother Song was still giving him advice, Song Wenxuan's cell phone suddenly rang.

He picked up the phone: "Hello?"

"What!" I don't know what the person on the other end of the phone said, but Song Wenxuan's face changed drastically.

"What's wrong? Son."

Song Wenxuan immediately asked the driver to stop the car and got out of the car.

"Mom, you go back first, I'll go take care of something."

Song Wenxuan gave a few instructions, stopped a taxi on the roadside and ran away.

Song Wenxuan kept calling people in the taxi, but few could get through. Once he got through, they heard that he needed some cash flow, and they all found excuses to hang up.

Song Wenxuan was so angry that he smashed his cell phone on his seat.

There was already a problem with the Song family's capital chain. After he had been there for a few days, it seemed that the Song family could no longer hold on.

He thought for a while, took his cell phone and called Lin Jingyuan.

"Hey, Uncle Lin, you have to help me this time."

Lin Jingyuan also heard something about the Song family, and he also wanted to help.

In the past, when he collaborated with the Song family on projects, Song Wenxuan was also very sensible, and most of the money went into his pocket.

But now he is helpless.

"Wenxuan, it's not that I won't help you, I'm crossing the river like a clay Buddha now."

"Uncle Lin, you can't just die without saving me!"

Lin Jingyuan sighed, said a few words and hung up the phone.

Song Wenxuan cursed in anger.

He had given Lin Jingyuan so many benefits, and most of the project was given to him. Now that he was in trouble, Lin Jingyuan wanted to put it aside and dream!

"Go to the Blue World!"

Lin Jingyuan was sitting in the office when Song Wenxuan barged in directly, and even the secretary couldn't stop him.

"Mr. Lin, I'm sorry, Mr. Song..."

Lin Jingyuan raised his hand to ask the secretary to go out. After the secretary went out, he closed the door.

"You just broke in like this and Ye Zhengguo saw you. What would he think?" Lin Jingyuan looked at Song Wenxuan coldly.

The projects he cooperated with Song followed the normal bidding process, and he had not had much contact with Song Wenxuan in private. Even if someone went to investigate, nothing would be found.

Now that he came to him so blatantly, if Old Man Ye saw him, he would be even more wary of him.

"My company is going to be ruined, I can't care about so much anymore! Uncle Lin, you really have to help me."

"I told you, it's not that I won't help you, it's that I have been ignored by Ye Zhengguo! All the projects I have at hand have been assigned."

Not only that, he now had to get Old Man Ye's signature to make a payment, and he felt aggrieved.

It was just a bit embarrassing to say it, so he didn't say it.

"Uncle Lin, let's do this. As long as you help me get through this difficulty, our future projects will be split 30-70 between us, and I will be 30-70 and you will be 70-70. How about that?" Song Wenxuan felt that the only one who could save the Song family now was Lin Jingyuan, so his attitude changed. Low and low.

During this time, Lin Jingyuan was also very irritable and angry.

"Don't you understand? It's not that I don't help, it's that I don't have the ability to help now! Xiao Wang, see the guests off!"

The door was opened, and the secretary came in and said, "Mr. Song, please."

Song Wenxuan gritted his teeth and pointed at Lin Jingyuan.

"Okay, okay! Your Ye family is really nice! Just wait!"

Song Wenxuan turned around and left with a gloomy face.

Lin Jingyuan threw the pen on the table, stood up and stood in front of the French window.

Under the building, the migrant workers coming in and out were like ants, so small.

More than twenty years ago, he was also humble like this.

But he refused to accept his fate. He came out of the mountains, entered the blue world, and reached his current position step by step. He would never allow himself to fall back again!

……

After leaving the building, Song Wenxuan received another call from his assistant.

"You can help delay it for two more days, and I'll find a way!" Song Wenxuan put away his phone, took a taxi and went home.

He found all the real estate certificates under his name. When Song's mother heard that he was making such a big noise, she walked in and saw the pile of real estate certificates.

"Son, what are you doing?"

"Mom, don't worry."

Song's mother immediately stepped forward and grabbed the real estate certificate, "What are you doing? These houses belong to us!"

Song Wenxuan said helplessly: "Mom, I will take out the mortgage loan first. When our Song family comes back to life and repays the loan, these houses will still be ours."

"No! It's not easy for us to save this wealth."

Time was running out, and Song Wenxuan didn't have the patience to tell her more, so he stepped forward to grab the real estate certificate, then went downstairs and drove away.

Song's mother fell to the ground and cursed her son for being unfilial and the Ye family for being ungrateful.

At this time, her cell phone rang, and she answered the call. When she heard the call, she immediately wiped away her tears, took her bag and hurried out.

At the card table, Song's mother wanted to play a little more quietly and have fun.

"Mrs. Song, I heard that the daughter of the Ye family is coming of age soon. Oh, she will be able to get the certificate in two years. By then you will be the in-laws of the Ye family."

In the past, Mother Song would smile gracefully and proudly when her poker friends said this, but now the smile on her face is a little more forced.

"Yes, yes, don't forget us then."

Mother Song said awkwardly: "That won't happen, that won't happen."

After several rounds of fighting, Song's mother kept losing.

"My son is coming back soon, so I will first..." Mother Song thought of the situation at home and wanted to make an excuse to leave.

"Your son is not a child, keep going."

Mother Song sat down helplessly and continued playing cards.

Gradually, the situation at home was also forgotten.

Listening to her poker friends' rainbow farts, she lost again and again at the poker table in a daze.