Really young master, he came to the pride gate

Song Fanyin was looking up materials in the study, the door was not closed tightly, and he could easily hear the movement downstairs.

Thick irritability flashed between his brows, and he closed the notebook heavily.

Is this Huo Chiyan unable to get rid of?

His phoenix eyes flashed coldly, he got up and walked downstairs.

Hearing the sound, Huo Chiyan and Zhou Shao raised their heads at the same time. Seeing that Song Fanyin was safe and sound, his brows were slightly relaxed, and his voice was still clueless, "Are you okay?"

Song Fanyin was wearing casual home clothes, with his arms folded around his chest, his phoenix eyes drooping slightly, and he looked down at Huo Chiyan from a high position.

"Thank you Mr. Huo for your concern. May I ask you to leave now?"

Huo Chiyan's eyelids drooped, "I've got someone to cook and bring it over, and it will be here in a while."

Song Fanyin's chest was filled with nameless irritability, and his porcelain-white face was slightly cold, "Mr. Huo has a heart, but my Zhou Shao can cook, so I don't bother Mr. Huo."

Zhou Shao immediately shook the shovel in his hand, and gave Huo Chiyan a frightened look.

Huo Chiyan pursed his thin lips slightly, as if his chest was hit hard by something, all kinds of complicated emotions surged up.

For a moment, he felt an urge to take Zhou Shao out and beat him up.

He closed his eyelids, turned around, and strode out, "If you don't want to eat, throw it away."

He couldn't stay any longer, and if he stayed any longer, his mania would relapse.

Zhou Shao waited for Huo Chiyan to leave, quickly closed the door firmly, turned his head, and looked at Song Fanyin, "Hey, I didn't expect you to trust me so much, Boss, so I must make a banquet for you today."

Song Fanyin glanced at him lightly, "Manchu banquet? The kind for pigs?"

Having known each other for so many years, Zhou Shao is still clear about how many catties and taels he weighs, not to mention the Manchu Banquet, fried rice with eggs can be fried.

Zhou Shao: "..."

Although this is true, you don't have to say it, boss, do you?

After a while, Huo Chiyan's meal arrived.

Zhou Shao saw the packaging of the takeout clearly, and was startled, "Damn it, Xingyin Pavilion? Doesn't their family not do takeout?"

Xingyinge is the largest hotel in the imperial capital, and everyone flocks to it, making reservations all around the imperial capital. Under such circumstances, they never accept takeaway.

Song Fanyin lifted his phoenix eyes, and said in a cold tone, "The president of the Huo family, Xingyin Pavilion must show some face."

Zhou Shao couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and said in a deliberative tone, "Boss, how about we eat the pig food another day, and eat this one today?"

Song Fanyin hated that iron cannot be made into steel, so he stretched out his leg and kicked him, "Good luck."

Zhou Shao nimbly escaped sideways, giggling dryly, "That can't be wasted. It's settled like this, I'll go get the bowl."

Song Fanyin snorted unhappily.

There are quite a lot of dishes, and the taste is good, as if I was afraid that Song Fanyin would eat less. There are all kinds of chicken, duck and fish, and there is another very nourishing soup.

The poison in his body does require him to eat some nutrition, but other than Master and Ling Xing, no one else knows about this kind of thing, even Zhou Shao doesn't know about it.

So, how did Huo Chiyan know?Or, just a coincidence?

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Thank you.

After Xie Jingyang answered Song Fanyin's call, he looked at Ruan Qiongfang with a smile on his face, "Mom, Song Fanyin promised to come to the tea party."

Ruan Qiongfang smiled slightly, her eyes were full of disdain, "He just divorced Huo Chiyan, and he has a little money in his hands. This is the time when he is trying to stay in the upper class. Since you personally sent him the invitation letter, of course he won't let it go." Take this chance."

Xie Jingyang is gearing up, "Then I have to make a good fortune from him. Didn't I say that in the last hot search, he has a lot of money in his hand, and in the last auction, he took out [-] million without blinking an eye. "

Ruan Qiongfang raised her fingers slightly, pinched the teacup, and took a sip, "It must be quite a lot." Having said that, she smiled softly, "It seems that we can catch another fat sheep. The Huo family is really generous ah."

Unlike their Xie family, who looked at the Huatuanjin clan on the surface, but in fact, the old bottom was almost defeated, and the only money left was held in Xie Linyuan's hands.

Or she was too soft-hearted, if she had been more ruthless back then, Su Shuangqiu would not have given birth to Xie Linyuan.

Xie Jingyang licked his lips, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Mom, don't worry, I will definitely treat him well, and coax him to take out the money obediently."

Ruan Qiongfang nodded with a smile, "Except for the commercial building and villa obtained from the divorce in Song Fanyin's hands, I estimate that he should have saved a lot of money from the Huo family in the past three years. You plan well."

Xie Jingyang smiled and nodded.

Time slipped by and soon it was the weekend.

The tea talk time is set at two o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhou Shao came out of the room and saw that Song Fanyin hadn't left the house yet, so he couldn't help being taken aback, "Boss, aren't you going to Xie Jingyang's place today? Why don't you leave?"

Song Fanyin was playing games with his mobile phone, and said casually, "There's no rush, it's still early."

Today he is the protagonist, how can he be there easily, of course he has to go late, in order to be in line with his status as the protagonist.

Zhou Shao is not an idiot, after all, if he is an idiot, it is impossible to develop Chenguang.

He changed his mind, and immediately came to his senses, he laughed and said, "Boss, are you going to give Xie Jingyang a blow?"

Song Fanyin twitched the corners of his lips, and smiled lazily, "How can you say that, I just played a little longer in the clubhouse last night and got up late."

Zhou Shao: "..."

All right, you are the boss, you are right in everything you say.

Song Fanyin controlled the characters in the game, and quickly killed the opponent's five residual blood at a speed of ecstasy, got a pentakill, ignored the 666 of his teammates on the screen, and looked lazily at Zhou Shao.

"You go to the attic and pick out a random painting in it, I can use it."

Zhou Shao was at a loss, "Boss, what are you doing with the painting? Do you still want to give Xie Jingyang a gift?"

After the boss used the alias of Master Yinshuang to make a name for himself, he used the money to support some impoverished college students. These students reciprocated, and would send gifts every festival, such as greeting cards, handmade works by themselves, and classmates' works, oil paintings Chinese painting and the like.

Because there are too many rooms, the room cannot be piled up, so the boss asked him to clear out the attic and put them all there.

Song Fanyin quit the game, his phoenix eyes slightly raised, "Of course it's a gift, it's not good to go empty-handed."

It's just that his gift cost Fei Xie some money.

Zhou Yang snorted, didn't ask any more questions, and went obediently. After a while, he picked out an oil painting and took it down.

"Boss, do you see this pair?"

Song Fanyin glanced casually, with a lazy smile on his lips, "Okay, of course not."

This Zhou Shao is really good at picking, he specially picked out an incomprehensible impression painting, it was a black mess, and if he showed it to Xie Jingyang, he would probably go crazy.

After Zhou Shao put the painting in the trunk, Song Fanyin drove out.

Today he specially drove a very cool Ferrari, with a silver-blue hue, flashing like a sharp arrow in the sun, extremely arrogant and cool.

The location Xie Jingyang chose was a clubhouse owned by the Xie family. The clubhouse was extremely luxuriously furnished, with gold foil plastered everywhere, making people's eyes hurt.

Xie Jingyang was waiting for Song Fanyin in the private room, and there were many people around him.

Among these people are rich people who are eager to invest, and there are rich second generations who have spare money and are anxious to do something to show their families.

Qi Ze is one of the rich second generations.

He looked at Xie Jingyang, touched his head and said, "Brother Xie, why don't you start yet?"

Xie Jingyang was also full of displeasure at this time, he sent an invitation to Song Fanyin with good intentions, and specially emphasized the time, but it turned out that Song Fanyin was doing well, so he deliberately played a big game, he was an hour late, and he still hadn't seen anyone.

Hearing Qi Ze urging him, he smiled slightly, "The main reason is that Young Master Song hasn't come yet. It's also strange. I clearly made an appointment with him, and he fully agreed. I don't know why he was late. I don't care, but I'm sorry to let you wait."

This sentence is full of hatred.

The people present were all rich, and they were used to being praised by others. They had never received this kind of treatment, and they immediately hated Song Fanyin.

Wang Xin immediately said: "Then let's not wait for him, Xie Ge dragged him into the team to give him face, but he is still playing a big game, what the hell."

Satisfaction flashed across Xie Jingyang's eyes, but he pretended to be a good old man, "It's not like that. We are friends. If you want to make a fortune, of course you have to be together. Besides, you also know that Song Shao and Huo Shao just divorced, and now they are in urgent need when people help."

These words made him feel good again.

At the moment, everyone has a good impression of Xie Jingyang, and those who were still doubtful about the project also relaxed their vigilance.

"Thank you, Young Master."

"Brother Xie is really a good person, I knew it was right to follow you."

"Some people said Brother Xie was a liar before. I think those people deliberately smeared Brother Xie because of the uneven distribution of benefits."

Xie Jingyang listened to everyone's praise of him with a humble face.

Song Fanyin made his debut amidst all the praises from the audience. After he came in, he handed over his coat to the waiter at the side, and then gave him a big tip.

Afterwards, he looked at the crowd, his crimson lips were slightly raised, and his smile was tired but seductive, "It's very lively. Sorry, I got up a little late, everyone, please wait a long time."

Xie Jingyang raised his head subconsciously and looked towards the door.

The young man standing slowly was wearing a hand-made black suit. The fine fabric and exquisite workmanship set off the young man's thin and straight figure especially beautifully.

The twinkling phoenix eyes are filled with the colorful lights cast from above the head, those eyes are like the Milky Way quenched, they are incredibly beautiful.

At this time, the young man looked at them with lazy lips and a casual smile.

The information did not say that Song Fanyin was so beautiful.

Xie Jingyang hid the surprise in his eyes, stood up immediately, and opened his arms to Song Fanyin, "Fanyin, I'm just waiting for you, why are you here so late?"

Song Fanyin raised his finger and pushed Xie Jingyang's hand away, proudly like a white swan, "Sorry, I don't like hugging people. Isn't it to talk about projects? Please, Mr. Xie, hurry up and take out the projects. I'm very busy and don't have time Chat here."

this attitude.

This tone.

It can be said to be extremely arrogant.

Everyone's face turned blue and then pale, and the eyes they looked at Song Fanyin became unwell.