After being dressed as cannon fodder, I tear up the script

The descendants of the Song family are top-notch talents, and the Song family's industry has almost become the leader in the machinery industry.

Song Jingxi’s grandfather, Song Chang’an, started from scratch. From being an employee of a machinery factory at the beginning, he has achieved his current position little by little. He has also developed many side jobs, and his hands are very long.

From electronic information network technology to daily necessities and daily necessities, he holds shares in almost all well-known companies, and can be regarded as a major shareholder.

Two days ago, Song Jingxi's father just acquired a private listed company, and there was a lot of trouble.

Not to mention brother Song Ying, after returning from further studies abroad, he directly established his own company, the number one expert in technology research and development, a genius with an IQ of [-], rich and powerful, handsome and handsome, only in his early twenties At an early age, he has a place in the business world.

Whoever saw Song Ying didn't say a word of admiration.

But when it came to Song Jingxi, he became a trash who did nothing but lick men?

Song Jingxi didn't understand, what was wrong with the original owner's genes, and she didn't inherit anything except her beauty.

Song Jingxi, who was still terrified at first, was no longer afraid of anything when he found out that his back was so powerful, and even wanted to beat Xing Wenkang to death.

Of course, relying on himself at present is not capable of this, so Song Jingxi gave in and showed weakness on the phone, and showed his lifelong acting skills to Song Yingdao,

"Brother, I miss you, I want to go home..."

Song Jingxi felt that the original owner's status in the Song family might not be as bad as he thought. Song Ying's tone sounded like he loved his younger brother very much. It might be because the original owner was too unfulfilling and arrogant before, which led to the disagreement with the Song family.

Song Jingxi wondered if he could show weakness a little bit and test Song Ying's attitude towards the original owner.

Sure enough, his guess was right, as soon as Song Ying heard that he was going home, he came right away.

Alright, I have a helper, now I'm going to meet that defiant hero.

Song Jingxi is such a proud person.

He just likes someone pampering him and loving him, it will make him very happy.

So when he knew that Song Ying was coming, he gained confidence and knocked on the door of Xing Wenkang's room with a red face.

Song Jingxi called all the servants in the family. In the past, it was Xing Wenkang who insulted him in public, but now he must stick to the beginning and get back his dignity.

Although the servants didn't listen to Song Jingxi, everyone pricked up their ears to listen to gossip.

I don't know what unreliable things this young master wants to do.

But probably Xing Wenkang wanted to drive him away, and he was stalking and unwilling to leave.

It's a pity to say, they still like this young master in private, although stalking is quite cheap, but it didn't hurt others, right?

Song Jingxi was sitting opposite Xing Wenkang as before, but this time he was more like the master of the house.

Sitting lazily and casually, with a little aggressive eyes, the whole person's temperament has changed at a glance.

In the past, he was timid and timid, seeing Xing Wenkang's eyes were full of flattering dog licking, but now he became wanton and flamboyant.

Xing Wenkang frowned, narrowed his eyes slightly, and heard Song Jingxi say, "I have done so much for you, do you really not like me?"

"If you don't like it, you don't like it, and you are not qualified to be liked by me."

When the servants heard it, it really was a classic.

At first Feng Xiangyuan rejected Xing Wenkang, and Song Jingxi kept showing affection for Xing Wenkang, so Xing Wenkang agreed to live in Song Jingxi in a fit of anger.

Now that Feng Xiangyuan is back and has accepted himself, Xing Wenkang will definitely not have any feelings for Song Jingxi anymore.

He had wanted to drive him away a long time ago, but Song Jingxi sneered and Feng Xiangyuan kindly pleaded for him, so he had no choice but to agree.

"Oh," Song Jingxi asked after hearing his answer, "What do you like about Feng Xiangyuan?"

"Forget it." When Xing Wenkang looked at him, Song Jingxi stopped him again, "I still don't listen."

In fact, Song Jingxi, as a reader, probably knows the answer. The author has briefly written a sentence or two about Xing Wenkang's feelings for Feng Xiangyuan.

Feng Xiangyuan was poor and white, he had nothing, and his trouser pocket was cleaner than his face.

The people at the bottom of the society are properly equipped with the "female protagonist" in the ancient Ba Zong novels.

Xing Wenkang said that he just likes Feng Xiangyuan, who has nothing, and his purity.

Compared with Song Jingxi, who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, Feng Xiangyuan is more in line with his inner expectations for love.

But even so, Xing Wenkang, a scumbag, is still as firm as a rock.

Song Jingxi knew it when he read the article.

One of the reasons why he didn't finish reading a book, besides the similarity between the cannon fodder and his own name, was also because he felt that the hero's thoughts were definitely not worthy of the level that a hero should have.

Song Jingxi actually felt sorry for the cannon fodder.

If the original owner didn't fall in love with Xing Wenkang, with this family background, even if he has no future in his life, at least he will be absolutely happy in his life.

Song Jingxi saw Xing Wenkang's impatient face, his well-defined side face was tense, and the modest gentleman in front of Feng Xiangyuan disappeared at this moment.

Song Jingxi said, "I decided to move out today, and my luggage has been packed."

Xing Wenkang was stunned, he didn't know what he was thinking at that moment, but he quickly returned to his indifferent and indifferent look, but his tone was much relaxed. He originally wanted to ask Song Jingxi to settle the score in the room just now, but now The other party was so knowledgeable, he had nothing to say, "That would be the best."

"Well, I've thought about it, you really don't deserve my heart and soul, and I fell out with my family because of you before, I'm so stupid..."

Hearing what he said, Xing Wenkang's slightly sympathetic eyes immediately turned into sarcasm. He took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a bank card and pushed it in front of Song Jingxi, "If you want money, just tell me, why bother?" ? You shouldn't be doing well in the Song family, right? There are 500 million here, enough for you to live a good life for a few months."

Ok?

500?How many months?

Are the current bosses so stingy?In the Ba Zong article he read before, the good guy's breakup fee was tens of millions.

"Am I so cheap in your heart?" Song Jingxi said this sentence with real feelings, absolutely without any impurities. Isn't the money given too little?

Xing Wenkang pursed his lips when he saw Song Jingxi. Although he didn't like Song Jingxi, he absolutely couldn't deny that he was indeed very attractive.

Any subtle expression on Song Jingxi's face can become touching, which is why Xing Wenkang was willing to take him by his side to play.

Now that Song Jingxi said that, Xing Wenkang felt guilty for some reason.

Moreover, I have to admit that Song Jingxi has been with me for many years and has indeed given up a lot of things.

If it wasn't for Feng Xiangyuan, he might have been moved by Song Jingxi.

Xing Wenkang's tense facial expression finally relaxed a little at this moment, just when he was about to say something to comfort him, he suddenly saw Song Jingxi also made a gesture of pulling out his wallet.

Afterwards, Song Jingxi took out a card from his wallet, and swung the card from his hand towards him in a 360-degree and 720-degree rotation.

Xing Wenkang only felt a dull pain in his forehead, and then he heard a click and rolled to his feet.

He saw Song Jingxi looking at him with a smile, and his voice had never been more pleasant, "You want to send me 500 million? I'm worth this in your heart? So, there are 1000 million in this card on the ground, as long as you pick it up Kneel down and kowtow to me and call me daddy, and the 1000 million is yours."

The servants have never seen the posture of the young master, and they have never seen anyone dare to treat Xing Wenkang like this.

The classic old program suddenly got stuck halfway through the broadcast.

As a result, some cleaning hands froze, and some stopped moving quilts. With a flick of the housekeeper's gray beard, he saw the blue veins in Xing Wenkang's temples twitch.

Xing Wenkang's forehead was hit with a red mark, which seemed to have opened an eye at this moment, he was so angry that all the sympathy for Song Jingxi just now disappeared completely.

"Song Jingxi...!"

Song Jingxi saw that his facial features, which were not so gentle before, became more violent now, and his voice was so deep that it seemed to be run over by a tractor, chug chug.

Song Jingxi suddenly realized the seriousness of the matter, and his heart was pounding.

It's over, I was too impulsive, and I accidentally over-excited.

He sat on the sofa and couldn't retreat, thinking that Song Ying hadn't come yet, what was he doing, and saw Xing Wenkang leaning over and approaching him, raised his fist and waved towards him.

There is wind in my ears.

With almost zero force value, he could not escape, and could not catch up, so in desperation, he had no choice but to pull the pillow and cover his head.

The expected pain did not come immediately, the first thing that made my consciousness react was the sound of fists hitting flesh, and then a clear male voice sounded unhurriedly, "What did my brother do to anger you? Xing Mister's punch is too much to go to war, isn't it?"

Song Jingxi sneaked out a pair of eyes from behind the pillow, and saw a slender man with handsome features standing opposite Xing Wenkang, and received the punch that Xing Wenkang swung at him.

And, behind him stood a few tall, burly bodyguards in black, staring at Xing Wenkang.

When Xing Wenkang saw Song Ying coming, he seemed to have thought of something, cast down his eyes and glared at Song Jingxi, and then smiled, "I'll tell you how confident Young Master Song is today, so he came to find a helper."

It is not embarrassing for Xing Wenkang to be caught by Song Ying to clean up Song Jingxi.

He didn't intend to do anything to Song Jingxi at first, if Song Ying didn't come, he would at most scare Song Jingxi.

Who knows, Song Ying will show up.

Xing Wenkang withdrew his hand calmly, and said to Song Ying, "I just don't know if Young Master Song's trespassing incident needs to be dealt with by the police?"

After Song Ying heard this, he didn't show any emotion or give Xing Wenkang any glances. Instead, he pulled Song Jingxi who was hiding on the sofa and hid him behind him, then raised his eyebrows and asked, "What did Mr. Xing say?"

"Or," Song Ying raised his eyebrows, his eyes slowly swept Xing Wenkang from head to toe, and smiled, "Or, Mr. Xing thinks that his current strength is enough to step on the head of the Song family...do you act wild?"

After Song Ying finished saying this, Xing Wenkang's complexion became colorful visibly to the naked eye.

"Pfft...ha..."

Song Jingxi hid behind Song Ying, seeing Xing Wenkang's stricken but helpless look, he couldn't help laughing.

Sure enough, it's cool to see the person who bullies you deflated, and it's the male protagonist who bullies you, so it's even more exciting!

It might be that Song Jingxi's laugh was a bit too abrupt in this quiet moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Seeing this, Song Jingxi covered her mouth to cover up, and coughed, "I'm sorry, it's too funny to hold back."