Song Yuzhang

As soon as Zhang Changshan left, Liao Tiandong immediately invited Song Yuzhang to dinner again, complaining that he felt nervous serving Zhang Changshan, Song Yuzhang understood what he meant, and attached a check after the meal, Liao Tiandong immediately felt better, "Chairman Song, I didn't misread you, you really are not something in the pool."

Song Yuzhang was very modest about his compliment, "I would also like to thank Director Liao for your suggestion."

Liao Tiandong smiled and said, "I'm [-]% happy to help you connect and build bridges. You won't make me suffer. I know that."

Not only Liao Tiandong knew what Song Yuzhang was like, but also the members of the Haizhou Chamber of Commerce. This time, the higher-ups exempted them from Haizhou by one-third of the food collection, and Song Yuzhang still paid one-fifth of the original amount. The pressure was reduced a lot, and they raised the money according to the original plan. In this way, the matter passed smoothly, and it was easier and more relaxed than in previous years.

The few people who made trouble earlier got real benefits, and they were happy on the one hand, but worried on the other hand, fearing that Song Yuzhang would take the bait from the volunteers, and when they defeated the Meng faction, they would have to settle accounts after autumn, so they only took the benefits, and continued to be on guard in their hearts with.

The main reason was that their leader kept silent, so they had to wait for the opportunity. Anyway, no one had the guts to ask Meng Tingjing what to do next.

Meng Tingjing got angry in the past two days, her mouth was blistered, and she ate less food, mainly because she couldn't eat.

Running an arsenal...it's too dangerous!

Meng Tingjing was mad with anger, but he couldn't persuade him. Given his current relationship with Song Yuzhang, if he tried to persuade him, Song Yuzhang would not listen, and the two of them might quarrel again.

He was so angry that he had nowhere to vent, so he got even more angry, went directly to Meng Sushan's yard, and said vaguely: "You can invite him to come home for a meal."

Meng Sushan was picking out a box of pearls in her hand, she wanted to match Wan Lan with a pair of earrings, she smiled and said, "Who are you asking?"

Meng Tingjing was speechless.

Meng Sushan chuckled, "Okay, I'll ask Wan Lan to invite you, okay?"

Meng Ting calmed down and nodded slightly, "Thank you, big sister."

Meng Tingjing turned to leave, but turned back before leaving, "I thought you didn't want me to be with him."

Meng Sushan smiled, and lowered her head to pick out pearls, "What's the use of being willing to do this kind of thing? I've explained the truth to you like that, but you still refuse to let go, so I have no choice but to help you. But after all, "she raised her face and said to Meng Tingjing teasingly, "it still depends on the willingness of my fifth brother."

Meng Tingjing was poked at the sore spot by her, but she didn't say any harsh words. She only pointed to the pearl box and brushed the milky white pearls with her sleeve, "No pearls, I'll give you some diamonds."

Wan Lan hurriedly said: "Second Master, this is not what the eldest miss wants to wear, it was chosen for me."

"It's all the same," Meng Tingjing withdrew her hand, "I'll send someone to bring it later, and each of you will make a pair."

Wan Lan watched Meng Tingjing leave, squatted down and pulled Meng Sushan's sleeve, "Second Lord seems to have a better temper now than before."

Meng Sushan smiled and continued to pick out the box of pearls, "My temper, just like these pearls, need to be polished... This one has a little powder, so it's just right for you to embroider on your new cheongsam."

Inside the bank, Song Yuzhang and Song Qiyuan sat on both sides of the sofa.

"Must go?"

Song Qiyuan nodded slowly.

Song Yuzhang let out a sigh of relief, "The location of the factory has been decided, and it will start construction in a while."

Song Qiyuan looked calm, "Old Liu can supervise the work, and it's okay to hand it over to the Nie family."

Song Yuzhang stared at Song Qiyuan's side face, "If you look for it like a headless chicken, you may not be able to find someone in vain."

"Give it a try," Song Qiyuan said, "I want to go and see the second brother first, and then look around. There is always a fate between brothers, maybe I can find it."

Song Yuzhang looked at him silently.

Song Qiyuan lowered his head slightly, "Now the situation in the bank has stabilized, and the grain requisition is over. Even if those people in the chamber of commerce are dissatisfied in their hearts, they still have to respect you. I can't help you much in factories. I can't help you with a few stocks. Stay, don't sell, I guess it will go up in the next few years..."

"Third Brother," Song Yuzhang interrupted him, "Are you planning to leave forever?"

Song Qiyuan fell silent. After a while, he let out a breath and said in a low voice, "Maybe."

Song Yuzhang is full of words and can keep someone, even if he can't stay for too long, he can stay for a while. Song Qiyuan is not cruel enough, as long as he keeps people, he will always have tricks to tie Song Qiyuan again, but why bother?

Song Zhenqiao is an old bastard, Jin Chan escaped his shell and made him owe [-] million in debt, but he is not a good man and a believer, he is all to blame for the capsized boat in the gutter, and he has no special resentment for it.

The members of the Song family are far and close, no matter how they are arranged, they are actually irrelevant to him.

Song Qiyuan also gave him the money and did the work. He stayed with him for more than half a year, and there was nothing wrong with him.

The Song family only had this good seedling left, so why would he want to pinch her with his hands for the rest of his life?

Song Yuzhang thought of Liu Chuanzong, capable people can't be locked up, they are forced to stay, and if they stay or stay, they will become enemies. Even if he and Song Qiyuan are not biological brothers, there is always a three-point friendship.

"Okay," Song Yuzhang said in a deep voice, "bring more money. It's safe to take the plane now that it's chaotic outside. I'll ask Liao Tiandong to help you pay attention. There are many military planes flying to Nancheng. You can go by plane."

Song Qiyuan's breath was stagnant, and he stretched out his hand to press Song Yuzhang's knee, "Thank you."

"Now you are able to take care of yourself by yourself, and you don't need any help from me. The bank has already belonged to you anyway... I have no other intentions. I have to leave. I just say these words from the truth, not to flaunt myself What, money, fame and fortune are good things, but that’s not what I want, brother is still alive, everyone can have a bite to eat, and do things you like in your spare time..."

Song Qiyuan smiled, the smile was a little bit bitter, but also a little relaxed, "After thinking about it, I still don't have big ambitions."

"Everyone has their own aspirations, regardless of size." Song Yuzhang said.

Song Qiyuan pressed Song Yuzhang's knee with his hand, lowered his head and suddenly felt a little ashamed.

Song Yuzhang is very good, but he is not his biological brother after all.

He can sacrifice principles and freedom for his own brothers, but for Song Yuzhang, at this point, he thinks there can be no more.

Song Qiyuan's heart was surging, and he suddenly put his arm around Song Yuzhang's shoulder.

Song Yuzhang leaned back halfway on the sofa, and put his arms around Song Qiyuan's shoulders.

The temperature of a person is always very comfortable. Song Yuzhang took a deep sniff of the perfume on Song Qiyuan's body, "Third brother, you still look good with curly hair."

Song Qiyuan smiled, "Bastard, why don't you iron your rolls!"

Song Yuzhang hugged him deeply, and rubbed his arm on his back, "Come back and see me when you have time."

Song Qiyuan's nose felt hot, "Yes."

Song Yuzhang hadn't seen parting for a long time, and he suddenly thought of Chun Xing. He didn't know what kind of life this little girl was living now, maybe she already had a child.

Song Yuzhang suddenly wanted a relative, a relative who was connected with his blood, no matter how many hardships and obstacles there were, he would not stop.

Want a baby?Song Yuzhang shook his head in his heart. He really wasn't interested in women, so maybe it was okay, but it didn't make much sense to go all the way to harm a girl in order to have a child. He just wanted love, not If you want to hate him, he is a child without a father, and if you make a child without a mother, you will be looking for retribution for yourself.

I can't have any relatives in this life, Song Yuzhang has a close heart, and when Wan Lan came to deliver the post for Meng Sushan, he agreed immediately.

If he could have a sister like Meng Sushan, he would be really satisfied.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Song Yuzhang got off work from the bank, and they hugged and flirted with Song Qiyuan at the back door for a long time. Song Qiyuan was a very affectionate young master, but Song Yuzhang had returned to normal. In Song Qiyuan's sighing and lingering embrace, he patted Put his ass down, "I really can't bear it, just sleep with me before leaving."

Song Qiyuan left immediately.

Song Yuzhang laughed while getting into the car, and didn't really want to sleep with Song Qiyuan.

Song Yuzhang was bored in the car, so he asked the driver for candy.

What Song Qiyuan said was right, he doesn’t really need help from others now, everything is difficult at the beginning, but now everything is on the right track, he just needs to sit and wait for the fruit to be picked, money is magical, once it gets more, he will Produce more money, and he is also a good hand at making money, so he is naturally handy, earning more and more money continuously.

Song Yuzhang has been busy all the time, even when his body is idle sometimes, his mind is working hard. After such a free time, Song Yuzhang realizes that he is in a time of prosperity.

It was also a good time when the scenery of green willows and red flowers was pleasant outside the window. Song Yuzhang rolled down the car window, feeling the warm spring breeze oncoming, a faint smile appeared on the corners of his lips, and then he restrained his smile.

He seems to be a bit moldy.

Once he feels good about himself, God insists on making him stumble as if he can't get used to it.

Song Yuzhang thought of all the previous things, he was prepared for danger in times of peace, with sugar in his mouth, he sat upright and stopped smiling.

Song Yuzhang will always have a good impression of the Meng family's food, and the same with Meng Sushan and Wan Lan. As for Meng Tingjing who showed up without saying hello, Song Yuzhang can ignore it.

"Yuzhang," Meng Sushan said in surprise when she saw him, "Why do you seem to have lost weight?"

Song Yuzhang smiled and said, "No, not thin."

"Why aren't you thinner?" Meng Tingjing interjected, "Your waist has become thinner."

Song Yuzhang's clothes are all well-tailored, almost fitting tightly to the body, and the waist is slightly thinner. There is a slight difference visually, but it takes a careful person to notice.

Song Yuzhang glanced at Meng Tingjing, smiled lightly and said, "It's really not the case, the master's clothes are well cut, showing your waist."

Meng Tingjing didn't say any more, and her lips were drawn into a straight line.

Meng Sushan picked up food for Song Yuzhang, and asked calmly and casually, "Is there any news about Jin Cheng?"

"No, third brother is planning to go out and look for it."

"So..." Meng Sushan nodded, "I hope everything is safe."

"Yes, everyone is safe, that's the best."

Meng Tingjing endured and endured at the dinner table, almost without saying a word, until the end of the meal, he put down his chopsticks and was about to speak, but Song Yuzhang wiped his mouth and was about to leave.

"Don't go," Meng Sushan said with a smile, "I've been picking pearls all day today, and I've been dazzled by them. I want to make a pair of earrings for Wan Lan. Come and help me choose."

Meng Tingjing put his hands on the table and was about to stand up to leave someone behind, and then sat down firmly after hearing this.

Song Yuzhang said: "Really?"

Meng Sushan nodded with a faint smile, "Wan Lan's birthday is coming soon."

"Then I also need to prepare a gift," Song Yuzhang said, "I have earrings, why don't I choose a diamond necklace for her."

After he finished speaking, Meng Tingjing, who was facing diagonally, suddenly smiled. The smile was very fresh and beautiful, which made Song Yuzhang wonder if he said something wrong.

A servant outside the door suddenly came in and whispered softly, "Fifth Master, someone is looking for you outside."

Song Yuzhang ignored Meng Tingjing who was still smiling, nodded slightly to Meng Sushan, turned around and followed the servants out.

It was Nie Mao who came to look for someone. When Song Yuzhang saw him, he felt something, "Is something wrong?"

Nie Mao smiled bitterly at Song Yuzhang, "The young master has fainted and is in the hospital. You have been hurting him all the time. I will come to inform you on my own initiative."