Song Yuzhang

When Song Mingzhao came back, Meng Tingjing was getting into the car and was about to leave. The two met at the door. Meng Tingjing thought about the past and wanted to go up and slap him twice. Song Mingzhao felt more ashamed and sorry for Song Yuzhang when he remembered the past, and wanted to slap himself twice. .

Meng Tingjing was cultivating his body and mind, transforming the violent and domineering part of himself that he had developed over the past 20 years, so he suppressed the urge to slap Song Mingzhao, pointed at him, and said coldly: "Don't make trouble for him. "

Song Mingzhao was standing in the courtyard of his home, being scolded by someone pointing his nose from the sky, but he still felt that he was wrong, and sincerely believed that Meng Tingjing scolded him well.

After Meng Tingjing left, Song Mingzhao slapped himself lightly on the spot, and repeated in a low voice: "Don't make trouble for him!"

Song Mingzhao entered the house, and the house was deserted. He called the servant, who said that Master Wu had gone to bed after dinner.

"He ate alone?"

"Meng Erye ate with him."

"When did Meng Tingjing come?"

"The second master will be here in the afternoon."

"How long have you been here?"

"I've been here all afternoon, talking to Master Wu upstairs."

Song Mingzhao gave a dry "Oh", and went upstairs dejectedly with his briefcase in hand, wanting to say hello to Song Yuzhang, but what if Song Yuzhang didn't want to talk to him?Or is there any trace on Song Yuzhang that he shouldn't have seen?

Song Mingzhao's left hand trembled a little.

His hands have been numb for the past two days, and he went to the hospital. The doctor said that he had a neurological problem.

Song Mingzhao was stunned, "Then am I crazy?"

"You have a nerve problem in your hand, not a mental problem. Neuropathy is different from mental illness."

The doctor seemed to be used to explaining, so he spoke smoothly and without surprise.

Song Mingzhao probably understood. He prescribed some medicine and took it three times a day, but it was completely useless.

He didn't tell anyone about it because he didn't think it was important.

Song Mingzhao returned to the room, sat on the bed in a daze, and looked at his watch when he came back to realize that he had been sitting on the bed for two hours.

When he saw the watch, he suddenly remembered the watch he bought for Song Yuzhang. He stood up and sat down, sat down and stood up again. After repeated several times, he still didn't go to Song Yuzhang.

Madame Bovary had gone somewhere, and perhaps his watch was gone too.

Song Mingzhao sat blankly for a while, then thought to himself: "It's not important."

There were more small walking corpses in the Song family. After wandering around for a few days, Song Yuzhang could see that Song Mingzhao was unhappy, so he asked Song Mingzhao to live with Song Qiyuan for two days.

Song Mingzhao was drinking porridge. Hearing this, the spoon was on his lips. He thought to himself, "Did I do something wrong again? I didn't tell Meng Tingjing anything that day... He just hates me and doesn't like me anymore." ...With Meng Tingjing, I'm not needed anymore."

"Well," Song Mingzhao bowed his head and said, "I'll go to Third Brother's tonight."

Song Qiyuan's place is actually deserted. Song Yekang is really going to become a monk. He hides in his room and reads scriptures every day. He is looking for a temple recently. Now the temple staff is very nervous. If there is food to eat, becoming a monk is tantamount to robbing others of their jobs and cutting off their lives. It violates the Dharma and is very inappropriate.

But Song Yekang is not in a hurry, he has already purified his mind, so there is no need to be nervous about the procedure.

After Meng Huanzhang's funeral, the more Song Yekang thought about it, the more he felt that life was illusory. He believed that Song Zhenqiao, the most powerful man in the world, had killed himself, and that a great Confucian like Meng Huanzhang died without dignity. What is the use of these things that life pursues in this world?After thinking and thinking, I still feel that it is better to escape into the empty door.

After he really planned to become a monk, Song Yekang began to reflect on himself, thinking about whether he had done any wrong things that created karma in his twenty-odd years of life.

Song Yekang believed that although he was not a perfect person, he did not do a few bad things. It didn't count if he squeezed out his brother, and his brother also squeezed him back. It was retaliation.

There was only one thing, he was really ashamed to say that he didn't do it himself.

——Song Jincheng's child.

Thinking about the child living overseas with his mother as an orphan and widow, and without much money, it is very pitiful for the child to lose his father since he was a child. Song Jincheng can be asked to take revenge, so he owes Song Jincheng and the mother and daughter.

Song Yekang had something on his mind and wanted to talk to Song Jincheng, but he was afraid that Song Jincheng would beat him. After all, Song Jincheng didn't study Buddhism, and his realm was too far away.

Write a letter, it seems too cowardly, and it is always bad to write in black and white. If he becomes a profound master of Buddhism in the future, won't what he writes come true?

After thinking about it, Song Yekang decided to find a middleman.

There was a third person present, presumably Song Jincheng would not do it directly, even if he wanted to do it, that person could help to fight.

As for the candidate for the third person, Song Yekang thought about it, and it was just a few brothers in the family. After all, family ugliness should not be publicized.

Song Qiyuan is now a copy of Song Zhenqiao. Song Yekang was afraid that he would get angry at that time, so he beat him and Song Jincheng together. Song Yuzhang was originally an accomplice, but after all, he is Song Xingzhang now, and he is also separated. It seems look...

"Fourth."

Song Mingzhao put his hand on the door, stopped and turned his head, his eyes fixed, thinking that he was going to drive him away again.

"You come back early tonight, you have something to do."

Song Mingzhao let out an "oh", feeling a sense of helplessness in his heart, he doesn't care about anything anymore, he is like a homeless wanderer now, where he sleeps today depends on his luck.

After the love debts were cleared, Song Yuzhang had no "love". When he came to the bank to check the books, he frowned slightly, "The bad debt rate is getting higher and higher."

Liu Chuanzong said: "The war is tight, and life is hard."

Song Yuzhang squeezed the ledger, pondered for a moment and then clicked some paper, "In the future, the review of loan lending will be stricter. Don't release any property without real estate. Real estate should also see the boundaries of the land. Those places where only land is left after a bomb goes down are all rejected. Sometimes it’s another bad debt, the ones in the concession are the safest.”

"Yes."

Liu Chuanzong didn't leave after answering, Song Yuzhang raised his face and said, "Is there anything else?"

Liu Chuanzong said: "The Chamber of Commerce will hold a meeting the day after tomorrow, and all those who open banks must be present."

Song Yuzhang observed Liu Chuanzong's face, Liu Chuanzong's face was dull, and nothing could be seen, but with Liu Chuanzong's usual character, since he deliberately stayed to mention this matter, there must be something tricky in it.

Song Yuzhang said: "Speak directly if you have something to say."

Liu Chuanzong said bluntly, "In previous years, when meetings were held at this time, it was impossible to avoid raising funds to subscribe for treasury bonds. Now that the war is tense, there are more rumors than last year."

"Treasury bonds?" Song Yuzhang said, "What do you buy for something that never returns?"

"Have to buy."

Song Yuzhang understood, and after a moment of silence, he said slowly, "How much do you want to buy?"

"It is rumored that each bank will share at least [-] million yuan this year, and Song's Bank has always bought more."

"understood."

With a wave of his hand, Song Yuzhang let Liu Chuanzong go out, leaning on the chair, looking up at the ceiling and thinking quietly.

Shen Chengduo's 500 million was invested in the railway, half of the 3000 million borrowed from Nie Xueping was also invested in the railway, and the remaining half was kept in the bank to maintain turnover, and there was still the original 3000 million US dollars. A large sum of money will be consumed for the settlement of interest at the end of the year, and a reserve fund must be paid to the central bank. Now there are more treasury bills.

If this continues, the bank will become an empty shell again!

Money, you still have to ask for money, it's better to have some quick cash.

Damn it, it's comfortable on the top, openly asking them for money from the bank, treasury bills?waste paper!

It is really a good idea to exchange waste paper for money.

Exchanging paper for money... Song Yuzhang's eyes rolled slightly, and the fake bills made by Liu Chu suddenly appeared in his mind. They could issue papers to control them asking for money. Why didn't the bank follow suit?

Of course, he will not issue waste paper, and the interest rate can be slightly higher than the savings, but the year will be slightly longer. After the railway is opened, the profits will continue to flow, so there is no need to worry about not paying interest, so that the funds in the bank will be more abundant, and it will be easier to handle , The extra money can also be invested separately. Now food, gold, tobacco, arms... all of them are profitable, it just depends on whether you are brave enough.

Song Yuzhang has always been very courageous.

Song Yuzhang called Song Qiyuan, Liu Chuanzong and Liu Chu to discuss the matter together.

Song Qiyuan recently lost a lot of money in the U.S. stock market, but he didn't panic. He knew that he was paying tuition fees. After hearing Song Yuzhang's thoughts, he said, "I'm afraid my superiors won't agree."

"You mean the chamber of commerce?" Song Yuzhang rested his hand on the edge of the sofa. "You don't have to worry about that. When I go to the chamber of commerce for a meeting, I'll just ask them to agree."

Song Qiyuan pondered for a while, his expression gradually became firm, "Okay, then I agree."

Song Yuzhang smiled and squeezed his shoulders, "Third brother, you are very courageous."

Song Qiyuan said: "It's up to you to borrow it."

Song Yuzhang looked at Liu and his son again.

Liu Chuanzong said: "I obey the president's orders in everything."

Liu Chu followed suit, "I'll listen too."

The brief meeting was dissolved, Liu Chu and Liu Chuanzong went out first, Liu Chu said: "The president even discussed this matter with us, he really treats us as his own."

Liu Chuanzong touched his head, "Do your job well."

In the evening, Song Qiyuan followed Song Yuzhang back to the Song family to continue discussing the matter, and after entering the door, he asked first, "Where is the fourth child?"

"He will stay with you tonight."

Song Qiyuan heard the words and said cheerfully: "Then I will live here."

Song Mingzhao returned to the small building, and Song Yekang was reading a Buddhist scripture in the living room, and he didn't care about his fourth brother who returned home. He is now obsessed with Buddhism, and only has his own practice in his eyes. He doesn't love the world, including his brother.

Song Mingzhao also ignored him, and asked his servant to bring him food.

Song Mingzhao ate soup and rice with his back to the sofa, and his voice was snoring, which greatly affected Song Yekang's study of Buddhism. Song Yekang said angrily: "Fourth, keep your voice down! What about your upbringing? Have you fed it to the dogs?!"

Song Mingzhao's shoulders trembled slightly, and he said in his heart: "Hey." However, there was no reaction on his face, and he continued to eat whatever he wanted.

Song Yekang annoyed him, but in order to avoid annoying Song Mingzhao first, if Song Jincheng turned his back on him, he still had the risk of one-on-two.

When Song Mingzhao was almost done eating, Song Jincheng came back.

"Second, what do you want from me?" Song Jincheng raised his voice as he entered the door, "Say something quickly, I'm busy."

"What else is the son-in-law busy at home?" Song Yekang muttered in a low voice.

Unexpectedly, Song Jincheng's ears were extremely sensitive, and he listened to all his self-talk, and said with a sneer: "It's as good as some people who come to the house and the son-in-law can't do it. He hanged himself and became a monk."

"you--"

Song Yekang took a picture of the Buddhist scriptures and stood up, "I became a monk, not because I couldn't be a son-in-law, but because I was inspired by the Buddha!"

Song Jincheng said: "Ha, inspired by the Buddha, then you can inspire more, and communicate with God more when you have time, and ask these two old men, why don't they give you more brains!"

The two had pinched each other since they were young, and they used to care about their decency, but now their respective circumstances are different from before, and their education is also declining day by day. Seeing that they are about to pinch each other again, Song Mingzhao said: "Brother and brother , it’s okay, I’ll go up.”

Song Jincheng had no affection for Song Mingzhao, a traitor, and completely ignored him, but Song Yekang was reminded of the purpose of today's conversation by him, and said to Song Mingzhao: "Young four, don't go up, come here."

Song Mingzhao ate their meal and passed away after saving face.

Song Yekang pulled Song Mingzhao over and stood between the two of them. He originally wanted to talk about it calmly and apologize to Song Jincheng, but now he put up his shield and said, "Le Yaoer's I did it, I'm sorry!"

Song Jincheng thought he was going to say something, sneered and said: "I knew it was you, the bitch is ruthless, the actor is ruthless, I didn't take it to heart at all."

"Then you blamed her wrongly," Song Yekang said, "It's not that she refused to have that child, but I told her to go."

Song Jincheng was even more sneering, "Now that you practice Buddhism, you also know that you have committed crimes? What's the use of driving your own children out of the country? Should Nie Qingyun want you or not!"

Song Yekang was angry and confused, "What is my child, isn't it your child?"

Song Jincheng said angrily: "Stop framing me! Le Yao'er has already admitted it, you bastard, it's my generosity not to care about my woman!"

"Nonsense, I haven't even said a word to Le Yaoer!"

Song Yekang jumped, his face flushed red with anxiety: "Whoever touched her is his grandson!"

"Whose grandson are you scolding?!"

After the two scolded back and forth for a few rounds, Song Mingzhao's ears hurt, and he couldn't help shouting, "Whose child is it?!"

Song Yekang and Song Jincheng glared at each other, their chests rose and fell, and the soaring anger of the two gradually died down in unison.

The two who grew up in an environment of conspiracy since childhood suddenly understood each other.

Song Jincheng took the lead and said with difficulty: "He said the child is yours, and you are getting married, so ask him to send Le Yaoer and the child abroad."

"He said it was yours, and for the sake of harmony between you and sister-in-law, he is willing to take the initiative to send Le Yaoer abroad."

The two faced each other in silence for a while, and finally figured out the matter thoroughly!

"Okay——" Song Jincheng turned around with a livid face, "It's really good, okay, it's really not an ordinary person—"

Song Yekang sat down slowly, with a silly face on his face, "I gave him 20 back..."

"20?" Song Jincheng turned around angrily, "I gave him 50!"

Song Mingzhao was confused, "What are you talking about?"

Song Jincheng hated Song Mingzhao the most. He was with Song Yuzhang when the family was separated, and now he was driven away in a disheveled state. He really couldn't understand why their Song family had such a stupid thing!

"What? Talk about your good brother Song Yuzhang!"

"I'm also surprised. You've been pining on him all day long, but you haven't seen any benefits from him." Song Jincheng looked at Song Mingzhao with sarcasm and disgust, "I understand that he didn't worry about anything from the beginning. Good intentions, you are playing with us people, and you still treat him as a brother, and others take you as a joke! Stupid!"