I'm weak, I installed [Transmigration Book]

"I seem to have reminded you not to touch my people, right?" Song Hanzhang calmed down, looking down at Qi Bei with a condescending attitude, his eyes were dark with dark clouds.

With Mr. Cheng, he had to take into account the status of the elder of the other party to suppress the evil fire in his heart. Not only did Qi Bei have no scruples in this regard, but some disgusting memories that came to his mind when he saw that face made him The whole person was full of hostility, and the sense of oppression on his face made Qi Bei's heart skip a beat.

Of course Qi Bei remembered Song Hanzhang's warning,? But who is Qi Bei, and he would engrave cigarette smoking fees in the words of inscrutable, not only did he not take Song Hanzhang's warning to heart, but also because of his resentment towards Song Hanzhang made him hate Chun Leshui With greater interest,? After all, he still bears the identity of "Song Hanzhang's wife".

It made Song Hanzhang's wife cry and beg for mercy at the indescribable place below his neck, Qi Bei became even more excited when he thought about it.

This is not only to satisfy my xp,? It is also revenge for Song Hanzhang.

After rushing into the bathroom, he only felt that Chun Leshui was indeed the beauty he had been thinking about for so long. Her skin was tough and smooth, and her waist was very thin. Except that she was taller than him, Qi Bei was not very satisfied, but on second thought Think, this aroused his desire to conquer as a man even more.

It's just that the strength is too strong. After Qi Bei didn't react and let Qi Bei touch two handfuls, "Chun Le Shui" struggled violently. Qi Bei who hadn't taken medicine couldn't match his strength. The hair in front of him slammed the back of his head against the wall behind him, making Qi Bei dizzy and knocked to the ground. The two of them scuffled on the ground instantly, but most of them were suppressed unilaterally by Qi Bei.

Punch after punch landed on his face, punching to the flesh, how did the two of them roll from the bathroom to the living room in the end, and how he was tied up with a belt? Qi Bei doesn't remember. Every time there was a crackling sound, he felt pain in his heart, and the hot tears came out of him, so he could only keep begging for mercy.

Probably disliking his voice for being too loud, the other party pinched his chin and stuffed a towel into his mouth, blocking all his voices in his throat.

At this moment, Qi Bei could see clearly what kind of Chun Leshui the person on him was?

Song Hanzhang's eyes were frighteningly bright, and his face was like a hell Shura with a terrifying murderous look. If Chun Leshui and his party hadn't arrived in time, Qi Bei felt that he might confess to Song Hanzhang today.

Now when he sees Song Hanzhang's face, he instinctively trembles, and curled up at Song Hanzhang's feet has long since disappeared.

Hearing Song Hanzhang's question, his skin tensed up, and he didn't dare to say anything.

Song Hanzhang glanced at Jian Wen, Jian Wen shook the phone for him, a call page was displayed on it, and the call just happened to be connected.

He put the phone to his ear: "President Qi."

Hearing this, Qi Bei's expression changed suddenly, and he suddenly raised his head from the ground.

"I'm calling to let you know. Let's forget about the project we discussed earlier." Qi's father on the other side of the phone was still asking why, and Jian Wen glanced at Qi Bei who was on the ground, "We have to ask What has your good son done?"

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly, and the next second Qi Bei's cell phone rang, and the caller was of course Father Qi, and Song Hanzhang kindly answered it for him, and he could hear Father Qi's full of anger without having to play it out: " Nizi, what did you do again?!"

Qi Bei is really scared now, because of some problems in management and operation, the Qi family has been walking on eggshells recently, and the project with Jian Wen was the last straw for their family, Qi's father took a lot of effort to get out of the competition Stand out from the crowd to get this opportunity.

The Qi family, who had been tense all the time, finally had a chance to breathe. This time when they brought him to the Cheng family's banquet, Qi's father urged Qi Bei to perform well at the banquet, and to get more involved with the Cheng family and Jian Wen. Maybe he can take advantage of this to build a relationship with the Song family in the future.

Probably because the family situation was not very good during this time, it was rare for Qi Bei not to make Qi's father angry, and joined the company according to his request. Father was relieved to bring him to such an important place, and entrusted him with the important task of getting along well with the junior.

As a result, when he saw Chun Leshui at the banquet, Qi Bei forgot everything.

If Jian Wen lost the project, their Qi family would be ruined.

Qi Bei choked with sobs when he opened his mouth, and called Dad with a trembling voice.

"Where are you?!" Father Qi said angrily, "Where did you go!"

Song Hanzhang and Jian Wen looked at each other. The two had no interest in this kind of family TV series. They both got up and went out. Jian Wen seemed to realize that there was one person missing, and asked casually, "Where is Chun Leshui?"

"Go out." Song Hanzhang said, and fortunately Chun Leshui went out, making his ears quiet for a long time.

"I didn't believe it when he told me that Qi Qiao drugged him," Jian Wen sighed, still in disbelief, "How could he do such a thing?"

Song Hanzhang didn't make a sound.

It can be said that he spent his childhood with Jian Wen and Cheng Qiqiao. Cheng Qiqiao was the youngest. When he and Jian Wen could run and dance, each other was a baby playing with fingers in swaddling clothes. The three mothers also talked and laughed. Yan.

That was probably the happiest time in Song Hanzhang's life, until later... Because of that incident, his mother passed away, and his grandfather grieved at the loss of his beloved daughter, and refused to see any guests. Both Cheng's mother and Jane's mother who came to express condolences were turned away. .

Grandpa took Song Hanzhang away from the old house to recuperate for two full years before returning to his hometown. As the only heir of the Song family, Song Hanzhang should have shouldered the burden of inheriting the family business early, but grandpa loved him dearly and never restricted him, letting him freely choose to grow up In this way, Song Hanzhang connected with Jianwen again.

They were about the same age and quickly rebuilt their friendship, while Cheng Qiqiao, who was four years younger than them, found it difficult to reintegrate. Even so, Song Hanzhang was closer to him than to others, so if he hadn't drank the cup Wine, he would not believe what Chun Leshui said.

Seeing his silence, Jian Wen felt that he would not continue this topic, and he looked at Song Hanzhang twice: "I would like to ask you, what do you mean by what you said to Qi Bei? Your man, do you really like Chun Leshui? "

Song Hanzhang was extremely speechless, with a "how is that possible" expression on his face.Although he did feel a little guilty towards Chun Leshui after he knew that he had wrongly blamed him, but he is not a masochist, is he sick? like him? !

"It's not like you that you still stand up for him."

Song Hanzhang dropped Jian Wen's hand on his shoulder: "I told you that if it wasn't for my grandfather, I would have divorced him a long time ago. Since I didn't divorce him, even if I don't like him, he is still a member of my Song family."

He sneered slightly: "What is he, Qi Bei?"

Jane snorted a few times.

"Tsk fart." Song Hanzhang patted him on the chest with his backhand. Although he was upset, he still said, "Thank you just now."

"Small problem, who doesn't know that I, Jianwen, and you, Song Hanzhang, wear a pair of pants. If you offend you, you offend me." Jianwen said, "Well, if you really want to thank me, the dance drama that I told you about investing in earlier , why don't you think about it?"

Although Song Hanzhang has not formally taken over the Song family in the past few years, and he seems to be idle every day, but he and Jian Wen are really not doing nothing when they get together. They have invested in a lot of projects with profits and losses, and have invested in some small entrepreneurial ventures. There are companies that are growing day by day and those that are clearing assets and accounting. Anyway, Song Hanzhang belongs to the one who spends money and does not work hard, just for fun.

And Jian Wen did this for his own future plans. Their Jian family is not as weak as the Song family. Jian's father has several illegitimate children. The oldest one is just eighteen this year. It is said that Jian's father and his first love were born. She loves her so much, if nothing happens, she will probably hand over the Jian family to Jian Wen's younger brother.

Jian Wen is naturally not happy, and has been secretly plumping up his wings so that he can compete with Jian's father in the future. Even the projects and companies that Jian's father entrusted to him to take care of are being gradually replaced by him and secretly eaten away.

There is an investment company under the two people's names, which is fully controlled by Song Hanzhang on the surface, but in fact Jian Wen is the second in command behind the scenes.

Their company is very diverse. As long as they pass the project evaluation, they can invest in any industry.

However, Song Hanzhang hadn't paid attention to the dance drama market at all, and he always felt that Jian Wen's investment was plainly ulterior motives: "Do you want to invest, or do you want to use me as a shield for you?"

"You also know that little bastard Jian Dao likes to snatch people from me. Damn, I just fell in love with him before I got my hands on him. The young bastard who has just grown up sleeps with more people than I do. You are angry." Don't be angry." As soon as he mentioned his half-brother, Jian Wen had to smoke a cigarette to suppress his anger, "You also know that I have never met Chu Lin before, at least I really like him now Yes, then I have to be on guard?"

He squinted his eyes and calculated: "It's been two or three months since I was in the bar that day? I haven't eaten a meal yet, tsk, it's so hard to make an appointment. Looking at the gentle and gentle person, he actually has a temper. I don't take you seriously at all, that's all I like."

Jian Wen and Song Hanzhang are the same breed, but unlike Song Hanzhang who focuses on making money transactions with Xiao Qinger, who pays attention to his kidneys and not his heart, except for the occasional window when Jian Wen looks for ducklings for a snack or something, under normal circumstances it is Boyfriends keep going, at least during the relationship, they are both kidneys and hearts. As for how much this heart has gone, I don’t care for the time being. Anyway, when the novelty is there, I hold the other party on the tip of my heart. Once the novelty passes, it is a matter of breaking up. In short, the debt behind the ass continues.

As for the prodigal son, Song Hanzhang thought he was no match for him.

Moreover, he is a prodigal son who belongs to the dog, and he loves to gnaw on tough bones.

"Then you work hard." Song Hanzhang said.

Knowing that he agreed, Jian Wen made an appointment with him to chat with the director, saw him standing in the corridor, and asked him, "Aren't you leaving?"

"You go down first, I'll wait for Chun Leshui."

Not long after the two separated, Chun Leshui came up from the stairs, followed by Manager Zhang and a waiter with a frightened face.

He was a little surprised to see Song Hanzhang leaning against the wall, and looked into the room, but there was no one except Qi Bei on the ground, and he asked Song Hanzhang, "Where are they?"

"Let's go," Song Hanzhang stood up straight and asked him, "Where did you go just now?"

Chun Leshui signaled Manager Zhang, and Manager Zhang pushed the waiter out, saying that he found out that the waiter had a deal with Cheng Qiqiao before, and Cheng Qiqiao got the medicine through him.

As for the clubhouse, it raises a group of ducklings to do sex transactions, and the related drugs must be indispensable, but they are not put on the bright side. After all, the people who come to consume are all high-end people. Just give the waiter a signal and they will know what you need.

In fact, this kind of thing is commonplace in the clubhouse, but who let Song Hanzhang be poured the medicine today, then the nature has changed.

The waiter was trembling, and Song Hanzhang said to Manager Zhang, "Send him to Mr. Cheng."

What Song Hanzhang said meant that he would not hold the waiter accountable, and the two nodded and bowed, thanking and apologizing, and left.

Only Song Hanzhang and Chun Leshui were left in the corridor, looking at each other, neither of them spoke, and finally Song Hanzhang said a little tiredly: "Let's go, I called the driver over, go back first, and we'll talk on the way."

Song Hanzhang was tossed hard that night, the two went downstairs without caring about anyone, and went straight out of the gate of the banquet hall.

The driver was already waiting at the entrance of the villa, and the cold wind was strong outside, blowing Song Hanzhang's thin shirt to his body, his back looked a little inexplicably fragile.

Chun Leshui was shocked by her own thoughts.

[I also took the wrong medicine? ? ? ? 】

His inexplicable sentence made Song Hanzhang look at him more, and the two got into the car back and forth, and the car went down the mountain road. It was already dead of night, far away from the noisy villa on the top of the mountain, brightly lit but few people were seen on the way back.

The front fender is raised, separating the rear seat into a small private space.

Song Hanzhang recounted what happened after Chun Leshui left, and Chun Leshui looked out of the window with his face on his face, and slowly replied: "Oh, I see."

But actually, very upset.

【No matter how you say it, Mr. Cheng is also Cheng Qiqiao's grandfather. No matter how disappointed he is, so what? He is the best of the younger generation of the Cheng family. Turned the page. 】

[Give you a satisfactory answer, how satisfied?Can he still give his grandson the medicine next time and let him experience it too? 】

[And the relationship between the old man and the grandfather is there. If you don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face, you haven't made any big mistakes anyway. At most, you will bring someone to your door to apologize. 】

[Tsk, I'm not happy. 】

Chun Leshui was not satisfied with this result at all, but he also knew that this was the only way to go, because he knew and could only accept it, so he was extremely aggrieved.

Song Hanzhang didn't say much, because there really was no better solution.

Mr. Cheng and his grandfather supported him all the way at the beginning of their business. Although they are getting older and walk less, after all, the friendship from the beginning is still there, and Song Hanzhang can't do too much.

The two thought about each other, and went home without saying a word.

As soon as Chun Leshui got home, he went upstairs sullenly. Uncle Xu wondered, "What's wrong with Leshui?"

"It's okay, just mess with me."

Song Hanzhang had some headaches. He pressed his temples and asked Uncle Xu, "Has Grandpa slept yet?"

"Probably not yet, the old man just went to bed." Uncle Xu said, "Young master, you don't look very well, is there something wrong?"

Song Hanzhang shook his head: "Please wait for us so late, you go to bed first Uncle Xu, I have something to talk to grandpa."

Uncle Xu was not at ease, and was pushed into the room by Song Hanzhang, and then he knocked on Song Shiqing's door: "Grandpa, are you asleep?"

"come in."

He opened the door and entered. The old man was half leaning on the head of the bed with a book upside down on his lap. When Song Hanzhang entered, the old man was taking off his glasses.

Seeing him, he said, "Why is your face so ugly, what happened at the Cheng family's dinner today?"

Song Hanzhang sat on the chair beside the bed and told everything that happened tonight.

Song Shiqing's expression became heavier the more he listened.

Song Hanzhang and Chun Leshui had similar ideas. In his opinion, Mr. Cheng would bring Cheng Qiqiao to the door to apologize as soon as tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

"As I told you, Cheng Qiqiao actually targeted Chunle Shui at the beginning, but I drank that glass of wine by mistake. I don't want to expose this matter easily."

"Then what do you think?"

Song Hanzhang was silent for a moment. Although he has only taken over a small subsidiary of the group and there are still a lot of bad things waiting for him to solve in the company, he actually knew all the business of the group and the partners with whom he has business dealings.

The Cheng family is actually not as beautiful as it seems on the surface. A few years ago, Mr. Cheng handed over the group to his daughter and son-in-law. The old man came back to solve it.

Although it seems that there is no loss, but because they have always had in-depth business contacts with them, it is very clear from the perspective of the Song family that Cheng's group has survived time after time after decision-making and investment by relying on its solid family background. Huge losses from mistakes.

Moreover, Song's current cooperation with them can be regarded as unilateral poverty alleviation. That business line can no longer bring any effective benefits to Song. The reason why it has not been cut is that the old man is thinking about his old relationship with Mr. Cheng.

Song Hanzhang wanted to suspend all cooperation with the Cheng family, which was equivalent to disregarding his grandfather's desire to tear himself apart with the Cheng family.

And the most important thing is that Song Hanzhang does not have the right to intervene in the business of Song's parent company.

After he finished speaking, the room was quiet, and the old man was silent for a few seconds before he said, "Bring me the water on the table."

On the tea table was Song Shiqing's tureen for drinking tea. Song Hanzhang frowned: "Uncle Chen said you can't drink tea now."

"Smelly boy, can you see if there is tea in it?"

Song Hanzhang was dubious, opened the lid of the bowl only to find that there was a glass of clear water in it, Song Shiqing took a sip of the water and handed it back to him: "Tea is not allowed, and I can't wait for the cup to satisfy my hunger?"

"Grandpa..."

"You really stand out for Le Shui, and grandpa is very pleased." Song Shiqing let Song Hanzhang sit down, "You and I, Grandpa Cheng, are both people buried up to their necks in the loess, and my friendship with him is between me and him. Is there a reason for you juniors to accept our love? Since Cheng Qiqiao made a mistake and he is part of the Cheng family, he should pay the price for what he has done. You, Grandpa Cheng, don't even understand this."

"And it can't make Leshui feel wronged, right? I agree with the proposal to stop the cooperation. But brat, it's not just about our two families. How many downstream companies are involved in it? Well, it doesn't stop just by saying stop."

"Since you proposed to stop the cooperation, then you can give me a complete solution, including the reason why we and the Cheng family stopped cooperation. The reason is not the personal problems we talked about in private, but there must be clear data to support it. The reason why the continued cooperation will affect Song, and how the downstream company will deal with it, whether it will be merged into other business lines or directly removed from the list of our cooperation partners, and if it is merged into other business lines, how can we make profits? Optimization, these are the issues you need to consider."

Song Hanzhang nodded: "I see."

Cheng's and Song's have cooperated for many years, involving a wide range of companies and personnel, directly and hastily announcing the cessation of cooperation will inevitably cause dissatisfaction among many parties, but in fact, there have been voices within the group to stop this business line, but because it involved Dealing more is a thankless job, so no one has been doing it.

Now that Song Hanzhang mentioned it, then Song Shiqing handed over this task to him, which is equivalent to training him, and this is not a trivial matter. It is estimated that various visits and researches will take a lot of time.

He said: "When this plan comes out, it will be up to you to implement it in the end."

The meaning in the words is that he will be given a certain position and rights in the parent company.

After Song Hanzhang agreed, the old man said: "It's getting late, go and rest, grandpa is going to sleep too."

"Then go to bed early."

Song Shiqing watched Song Hanzhang go out, and asked him to bring the lamp for himself. The room was dark, and the moonlight outside the window was shining on the bed. Song Shiqing sat quietly on the bed, and sighed after a long while, not knowing who he was talking to.

"Nanfeng, the child has grown up."

The author has something to say: here we come!Grandpa is so nice

感谢在2021-07-26?23:59:08~2021-07-27?18:36:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Lan Qi? 1 piece;

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