After the rebirth, the real young master was kidnapped by the fake young master

"You will be the night after tomorrow..." Xu Jiaping asked, his words paused, as if he was hesitating whether to continue.

"What's the matter the night after tomorrow?" Song Jiqiu walked out of the school gate together with him.

Xu Jiaping said: "I wanted to ask you if you wanted to come to the car race, but now I don't want you to come."

Song Jiqiu was amused by his logic: "So my opinion doesn't matter at all, right?"

"Yes." Xu Jiaping agreed quite confidently.

This car race is different from the friendly race Song Jiqiu watched last time, it is more of a competitive nature, and it is even considered a life gamble because of the too generous rewards.

This is the fastest way Xu Jiaping can think of to get money.

Song Jiqiu was timid at first, so he might be intimidated when he came to watch the game.

No matter how gentle Xu Jiaping thought in his heart, it would always be the worst expression after he said it. The strange thing is that Song Jiqiu didn't take offense at it, and didn't mean to be offended in the slightest.

"It's okay." Song Jiqiu optimistically found a way out for himself, "I'm not free the night after tomorrow, so I can't give you a chance to invite me."

Xu Jiaping smiled and asked, "If you don't get angry this way, how can you be angry?"

Song Jiqiu was speechless: "Can you think better every day, be more positive, how can you expect others to be angry?"

Xu Jiaping was silent for a few seconds, then shrugged.

He was not looking forward to anyone else, but Song Jiqiu.

how to say?It was very fun to tease, and reminded him of the cat who climbed up the wall in the yard when he was a child and coaxed him with a small fish and refused to come down.

It's not an excuse for Song Jiqiu to say that he has something to do the night after tomorrow, but he does have an itinerary.

The old man of the Chen family is going to hold a birthday party for his [-]th birthday, and both the Song family and Yuan family are within the scope of the invitation.

On the surface, it is said to be a birthday party, but in fact it is a mediation in the business field between the various companies.

Song Jiqiu was led by his father Song Ju'an, and went around the venue to introduce each family.

Song Jiqiu returned home in his teens and had no impression of them at all, which created a situation where everyone knew him, but he didn't know others.It turns out that every time he attends a banquet, he can only greet each other with a smile while frantically matching up the faces, names and information on the documents.

But now that he has more experience in his previous life, he can easily tell the identity, personality, family, investment ideas, etc. of almost everyone present.

Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

These things were all taught to him by Xu Jiaping in his previous life.

Song Juan was a little surprised that Song Jiqiu was like a fish in water: "Xiaoqiu, you have grown a lot." But he was inexplicably worried whether Song Jiqiu had put too much pressure on himself, "Take your time, your dad and I can still work in the company for several years. You pave the way."

Ever since the Song family took Song Jiqiu back, the whole family has treated him with the attitude of "keep it in your mouth for fear of melting, and hold it in your mouth for fear of falling". rest for a week.

Song Jiqiu smiled helplessly: "Father, I want to help you share more."

Song Ju'an is a helmsman who can steer smoothly, but he is not a captain who can open up new routes.

Therefore, in his previous life, Song Ju'an worked hard every day, and he didn't get a good night's sleep when he was busy. It was still difficult to prevent a ship that deviated from the fairway and returned to the track.After the Song family went bankrupt, Song Ju'an felt more sinful and aged ten years overnight.Since he could do it all over again, he certainly hoped to help his father in advance.

The disintegration of the Song family could not be achieved overnight. Later, when he resumed the business, perhaps when he joined the Song family company from his university, the Song family had actually implied that there was a financial loophole in the crisis.

Others said it was Xu Jiaping's revenge on the Song family, but Song Jiqiu was sure it wasn't Xu Jiaping because,

Xu Jiaping knew him, and he also knew Xu Jiaping.

Xu Jiaping didn't even bother to use that method of hiding ghosts, spreading rumors to smear, and sneaking up on dirty tricks.

He stood in the middle of the hall, men and women dressed in fancy clothes, drinking wine, and the crystal lamp refracted gorgeous light, covering everyone with a layer of radiant skin.

So who would the ghost be?

Song Jiqiu felt like a commoner with closed eyes who was lining up the wolf pit when the werewolf was killed, at least he doubted Xu Jing's Xu family the most.

The conversations of a group of people who were chatting nearby caught his attention.

"Do you know about the He family?" A middle-aged man happened to take out a stack of documents and started a conversation.

The He family is also the He Xin family. Song Jiqiu heard that there was a serious problem in the capital chain of the He family, and the engineering accident that had been suppressed and killed people was exposed. The whole society condemned it, because there is no financial institution now because of the crisis of trust. Ken lends him a loan.

Another replied: "Did you offend someone?"

A series of events are intertwined, and someone must be behind the scenes, but due to too many coincidences, it is impossible to catch any clues.

They noticed Song Jiqiu who was standing next to him at some point, and greeted Song Jiqiu with a smile that they thought was kind: "It's Xiaoqiu, why don't you come and have a look, first learn a little so that you can help your father later."

The middle-aged man handed the information to Song Jiqiu.

"I heard that Xiaoqiu's grades are very good, the old man should be relieved."

Song Jiqiu smiled modestly, took the few pages and quickly browsed them.

"Xiaoqiu is excellent, better than the last one..." The man was halfway through speaking, but his companion stopped him with his eyes.

The previous one was of course referring to Xu Jiaping.

Song Jiqiu's smile remained unchanged, he pretended not to hear, and the speed of flipping through the documents became faster and faster.

The people next to him continued the original topic, and a man with a pot belly who was about 50 years old snorted coldly:

"Beating a dog depends on the owner. I would like to see who dares to put his hand under my nose."

The man's surname is Zhang, and He Xin's family is attached to the Zhang family's influence, but was quickly abandoned after the accident.Wealthy families have a good face. In the eyes of these people, apart from benefits, their face is too high. It is not surprising that he said such words.

Song Jiqiu rubbed his fingertips against the sharp edge of the paper and rubbed it lightly.

"How is it, Xiaoqiu." The middle-aged man smiled, "Did you see anything?"

Although he said so, he didn't expect Song Jiqiu to say anything.

Song Jiqiu returned a polite smile, seemingly hesitant: "The uncles are all here, so I can tell where it's my turn. It's just that someone seems to have fished a lot out of it."

The person who benefits the most after the event may often be the person most likely to do it.

The face of the person in charge of the Zhang family was stiff: "The Xu family swallowed all the remaining cakes of the He family. The Xu family has no feud with the He family, but they have had a relationship with my family."

It seems that the Xu family is suspected.

The rest had nothing to do with Song Jiqiu, he said goodbye to them softly, retreated to the edge of the hall calmly, his expression turned cold.

Others don't know it, but he knows it at a glance.

Draining the bottom of the pot and driving people to a dead end.

That was Xu Jiaping's forte.

Fortunately, the current circle doesn't know about Xu Jiaping's existence, so he can easily lure Xu Jiaping to the Xu family.

So Xu Jiaping may have been exposed to the stock market at this time?

Song Jiqiu couldn't figure out what Xu Jiaping was thinking, so he could only help him cover it up secretly.

He no longer had the nature to deal with people, and sat down on the sofa in the corner with a glass of mock cocktail.

"Ji Qiu!" Yuan Lin finally found him, ran to him and sat down, "I've been looking for you for a long time, so I'm hiding here. This place is good, it's close to the gate, so I can sneak away. I'm annoying those old men's faces Smiling, I feel like a ghost of mmp in my heart."

He also brought a person, who Song Jiqiu recognized as the young master of the Chen family, and they nodded to each other as a greeting.

The last round of the locomotive race was organized by Young Master Chen. Yuan Lin had always had a good friendship with him, and he wanted to beg Young Master Chen to take him in the fun, so he had a close relationship.

Yuan Lin has been focusing on motorcycles recently. He bought a full set of equipment in a hurry yesterday. He just took a lap on the track today and wants to play tomorrow.

The speed of pulling the progress bar is like rushing to reincarnate.

Sure enough, as soon as he sat down, he immediately shared the itinerary: "There is a competition next week, I want to try it."

Song Jiqiu advised him: "Take it easy, don't be so impatient."

Yuan Lin was very free and easy, and he said, "It's okay, but it's just a small life."

These words just stepped on Song Jiqiu's pain point, he straightened his face: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

No one knows the value of life better than a man who has died once.

He added angrily: "If you dare to play, I will tell my aunt to go."

"Don't!" Yuan Lin stared wide-eyed, waved his hands again and again, and drank the drink in the cup, "I just don't want to go, how can you make a small report."

Young Master Chen watched the two children quarreling with a smile. It was obvious that Song Jiqiu had the upper hand in the situation. Yuan Lin could only hold on to his anger. He opened his mouth to help persuade Yuan Lin:

"Ji Qiu is right, I dare not let you play."

"Why?" Yuan Lin didn't expect that Young Master Chen would also betray the revolution with thick eyebrows.

Young Master Chen shook the red wine in his glass: "Next week, the Yunyi team will face the West City team, and the West City team has a bad reputation." He sipped it slightly, "You don't know that team is very shady, and they will play tricks in private before the game. Not only that, but they can't afford to lose, and once they beat the players who won them into cripples."

Yuan Lin opened his mouth wide: "Fuck? So dirty?"

"There's someone behind them." Young Master Chen was not surprised. "The audience only wants to have fun during the game. Who cares about the moths before and after the game? They are even more unscrupulous. And the banker started a gamble, and the water behind is very deep. "

Yuan Lin's jaw seemed to be dislocated: "Thank you for reminding me." Instead, he sincerely apologized to Song Jiqiu, "Thank you for your concern."

Song Jiqiu twitched the corners of his mouth perfunctorily, he was not interested in sitting here, and the tone of Young Master Chen's downplaying life as a joke made him feel very uncomfortable.

First Young Master Chen called the waiter to take away the empty cup, and continued, "I heard that they have a match today, at the field in the suburbs."

"Who are you comparing with today?" Yuan Lin expressed his deep sympathy for that unlucky ghost.

"Let's think about it, the main force of that team is a quiet and cold guy, but he has become the general victorious in this area with his desperate courage. What's his car called?"

Song Jiqiu put down the goblet in his hand.

First Young Master Chen thought for a moment and patted his head, finally recalling the name,

"Clover."

Song Jiqiu's face quickly turned pale, and his mind went blank for a second, two seconds, three seconds...

He stood up suddenly, pushed the door and rushed out.