Song Yuzhang

When the guest list was shown to Song Yuzhang, Song Yuzhang did not stop at Meng Tingjing's name. After reading it at a glance, he asked Song Mingzhao, "Why is there no name from the Chen family?"

"The Chen family?" Song Mingzhao rested his hands on his cheeks, showing a natural and harmless contempt, "The Chen family's factory is about to be sold."

Song Yuzhang said: "Let's add it."

Song Mingzhao had no objection, "Okay, you can do whatever you like."

Song Yuzhang saw that he was like a puppy wagging its tail at people, so he stretched out his hand and scratched his chin. After being scratched twice by him, Song Mingzhao grabbed his hand and bit him lightly.

The two brothers are so sweet, they both bring a little beast-like intimacy to each other.

Chen Hanmin had long heard that the Song family was going to hold a banquet, and many people had received invitations one after another. His family didn't have one, so he wasn't surprised, because it was only when they paid off their debts that they realized how desperate their family was. I was exhausted physically and mentally, and I really couldn't care about my meager self-esteem.

"All the land deeds and house deeds are here, take a look."

"Alright, Young Master Chen, please wait."

Just as Chen Hanmin was about to sit down, the porter came in.

"Master, the Song family sent a post."

Chen Hanmin was a little dazed, and immediately ran over to meet the person, and snatched the post from the porter almost like a robbery. After snatching it, he was careful again, and opened it tremblingly, and it was indeed that they were invited to a banquet. He was overjoyed at the invitation, and stared at the elegant and beautiful handwriting on the post, wanting to grin, but when he really smiled, he turned into a crying face.

After the excitement, Chen Hanmin hurriedly went to the factory to look for his father, but was blocked by the manager in charge, "Master is talking with someone, young master, please wait first."

Chen Hanmin said "Oh" and sat down. He asked, "Is anyone willing to buy our factory?"

"Yes, everything has been negotiated and the contract is being signed."

Chen Hanmin said "Oh" again, and he didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow. The factory was sold, and the debt should be paid off. However, this huge family business has since disappeared. Since he was a child, he has been a little confused, always feeling All he can do in his life is to eat, drink, have fun and inherit the family business. For this family business, he is still reluctant in his heart. He feels that it is a burden, and he thinks that he can delay it for a day. He didn't expect it to end up like this scene.

Chen Hanmin waited quietly outside the office for a while. When the door opened, two people walked out. His father, Chen Song, surrounded the person walking in front very attentively. When Chen Hanmin saw that person, he was stunned and said in a broken voice: "It's you?!"

Chen Song just settled the matter. Seeing that his black-headed and black-faced son was so rude, he hurriedly shouted: "Hanmin, why are you so rude, please say hello, Boss Meng, I can't teach my son well, I'm really sorry."

"Uncle Chen," Meng Tingjing said politely, "Brother Chen and I have been classmates since childhood, so there is no need to be formal."

The two of them came and went and exchanged a few polite words, Chen Hanmin stood on the sidelines like a log, not daring to speak, until after Meng Tingjing left, Chen Song couldn't help but lectured his useless son, "Tell me about you, Meng Tingjing is better than you!" Not a few years older, if you are half as promising as him, do I still need such a seller?"

Chen Hanmin had no intention of refuting, and said in a low voice, "Why did he buy our factory?"

"Why can't it be him?" Chen Song felt a little bit of resentment, "You think everyone is you, and you only want to rely on your ancestors' foundation all day long, and be a rich and idle person to eat, drink and have fun?" He nodded his son, Chen Hanmin also knew that it was the father's fault that the son didn't teach. After sighing deeply, he rubbed Chen Hanmin's head, "You should grow up too."

The next day, Chen Hanmin went to the banquet alone. His father flatly refused the Song family's banquet, which caught him off guard. He thought it might be because the Song family bank refused to lend money. After understanding his father's feelings, he decided to I went to see Song Yuzhang by myself, this time should really be the last time.

As the most famous family in Haizhou, the Song family held a very grand banquet. Almost all the famous people in Haizhou were invited to the banquet. Chen Hanmin got out of the car and walked, looking at almost all familiar faces along the way, he couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

In the Song residence, Song Yuzhang had already changed into the clothes for the banquet. Today, this outfit was newly made. Song Mingzhao said that the master in Paris personally performed the knife, and it was the most fashionable and modern. He was not very sensitive to these Song Yuzhang. People's images are not very sensitive. Anyway, no matter how he dresses up, he is very eye-catching. Anyone who looks at him will have a dazzling eye.

A figure slanted in from the mirror, Song Mingzhao put his hands behind his back, smiling, "Not bad, it looks good."

Song Yuzhang smiled at the mirror, "Fourth brother, you look pretty too."

"I don't look as good as you do."

Song Mingzhao stood up straight and turned to Song Yuzhang, took out the silk scarf on his chest for Song Yuzhang and refolded it, he seemed to be unable to do other things well, except for these trivial things, he was born to be a dude.

Song Yuzhang watched him fold the wine-red silk scarf into the shape of a flower, and then carefully inserted it into his chest pocket. He stepped back slightly, admired it carefully, and then nodded with satisfaction.

That appearance, as if it was such a pleasure to decorate Song Yuzhang beautifully.

Song Yuzhang felt that his appearance was a bit petty and cute.

"Yo, the two brothers are hiding here and whispering."

A bright and crisp female voice came, and Song Mingzhao hurriedly turned his head.

Nie Qingyun is wearing a dark blue long dress. She is taller than ordinary women, and her figure is slender, like a gorgeous bird feather. In addition, she has a bright and generous smile, but she is actually a dazzling and beautiful woman. Is it Nie Bonian or someone else who is a handsome boy in a black formal suit?

"Haha, Xiao Bo Nian, why are you here?"

Song Mingzhao went over and picked him up, turned to Song Yuzhang in his arms, and said with a smile, "Are you here to see your elder brother Yuzhang?"

Nie Bonian's reserved and upright face suddenly turned red, and he said in a low voice, "No."

Nie Qingyun laughed shamelessly behind the two of them, "Who just secretly held my hand downstairs when I said I was going to come up?"

Nie Bonian blushed, and continued to defend in a low voice, "I'm here to borrow the bathroom."

"Oh? Isn't there a bathroom downstairs?" Nie Qingyun came up and shaved his little face.

Song Mingzhao was also laughing, "There are so many people using the bathroom downstairs, how can we get used to it, isn't it?"

Nie Bonian was still young after all, he was teased by the two elders in turn, he was powerless to defend himself, he was so ashamed that he didn't know what to do, at this time his arms were taken by the other hands, and after a while, he landed on the ground She took a new embrace, and when she looked up, she saw a pair of gentle eyes.

"Did you borrow the bathroom?" Song Yuzhang said softly.

Nie Bonian couldn't help but nodded, "I have borrowed it."

Song Yuzhang glanced at the silk scarf on his chest, and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, we match the same color silk scarf."

Nie Bonian said, "I wear the same one as my father."

"Is it?"

Nie Bonian gradually relaxed in Song Yuzhang's spring-like demeanor, and nodded, "When Master Liang cuts the material for Dad, he will save a piece for me."

His childish speech is very funny, and it made Nie Qingyun and Song Mingzhao laugh out loud. Nie Bonian felt a little embarrassed when they laughed. Song Yuzhang naturally has a good impression of children, such innocent and weak creatures. smile slightly.

"Okay," Nie Qingyun came to pick him up, "Let your elder brother Yuzhang carry you down, your brother Yuzhang's clothes will be too wrinkled to look at later."

Nie Bonian hurriedly struggled down, seeing that Song Yuzhang's clothes were really wrinkled, he felt a little guilty, "I'm sorry, brother Yuzhang."

"No problem."

After talking and joking for so long, Song Mingzhao wanted to send his aunt and nephew down first, but Nie Bonian was still reluctant to leave, and ran to Song Yuzhang's side, waving his palm up and down, signaling Song Yuzhang to bend down and whisper to Song Yuzhang.

Song Mingzhao and Nie Qingyun both pursed their lips and smiled, Song Yuzhang smiled at them and squatted down.

Nie Bonian lay down next to his ear, covered his small mouth with his hands, and said in a low voice, "Brother Yuzhang, I brought you a gift."

Song Yuzhang laughed, turned his eyes away, and communicated with him with his eyes. Nie Bonian actually understood the meaning of his eyes, and continued to whisper: "It's a secret." He ran away after speaking, and took Nie Qingyun's hand Said: "Auntie, let's go down quickly, we should worry if Dad can't find us."

Nie Qingyun was pulled forward by him, smiling as he walked, "Song Mingzhao, come on, stop pestering your brother, your brothers are all waiting for guests, don't be lazy."

"Understood," Song Mingzhao waved to Song Yuzhang, "The servant will call you later, you can come down later."

Song Yuzhang nodded slightly, watched the three of them go down, and then straightened the folds of the clothes facing the mirror. After the whole body was meticulous, he moved to the window and looked down at the lawn outside the window.

Floor lamps have been arranged on the lawn in advance, scattered all over the place, exuding circles of dark halos. The lake water is like a huge black gem reflecting the vast night. From a distance, you can see the car lights around the Song residence like snakes, entangled and winding , Song Yuzhang lightly closed his eyes, an uncontrollable tremor was slowly oozing out of his chest.

Song Yuzhang has been persuading himself to make a fortune and run away, citing all kinds of reasons to escape. However, when he was recuperating in recent days, he thought a lot, and his thoughts gradually changed.

Meng Tingjing, Nie Yinbing... After all, why is he worried about these people?

It's because they are rich and powerful, otherwise, what if he would take care of Meng Tingjing and just put Chen Hanmin in his arms and go to sleep?

It's just that he is very clear in his mind that he and Meng Tingjing are essentially unable to compete.

It's the same reason for being chased away by Nie Yinbing.

In the face of these people, he can play tricks, tease them, and defraud some benefits, but in this game, he is risking all his wealth, and these young masters, even if they lose, it is just a loss. Even though they gave them a small sliver of benefits, he had to risk his life for that little benefit. Once something went wrong, he would lose everything.

This is really an unfair game, and he is another form of weakness, real weakness.

Song Yuzhang has always been very calm, the world is difficult, it is good to be able to live, how to live, don't worry too much, besides, he is indeed living a good life, there are countless people in the world who live more miserable than him, and he has not yet reached the point. To the point of pity for Gu Ying.

But the more he looked at it, the more he felt that some people really didn't deserve to live better than him.

The brothers of the Song family are all idiots except Song Laosan, and Song Laosan also puts on an appearance of an outsider who doesn't care about worldly affairs, hypocritical.

These people are just from good backgrounds and good luck.

What about him?It's just a bad background, bad luck.

Alright, then God gave him a chance and put good luck in front of him, but he has been hesitating, thinking about living a good life to wash his face again, thinking that he has already taken advantage, thinking... being a bitch... torii.

Looking at the bright night scene outside the window, Song Yuzhang smiled lowly, laughing that he had hesitated and struggled for so long, that he had lived for 20 years in vain, and almost missed this god-given opportunity.

"Dong dong."

"Enter."

"Fifth Young Master, Eldest Young Master, please go down."

"coming."

The servant led Song Yuzhang downstairs, stopped at the top of the stairs, and said in a low voice, "Fifth Lord, wait a moment."

Song Yuzhang heard the human voice, and at the same time smelled a very complex aroma, including food, wine, and people. This mixed aroma is very charming, and it makes people want to inhale this smell with great appetite. Then I also become a part of this taste, and it makes people want to be drunk.

The downstairs suddenly fell silent, he heard Song Jincheng introducing him, his tone was gentle and smiling, but it was fake, he knew that Song Jincheng must be very unhappy now.

"Then invite our fifth younger brother who returned from England, Song Yuzhang—"

There was thunderous applause and laughter downstairs.

This is also false.

This is for "Song Yuzhang", not for him.

But these don't matter, who said that the fake will not become true?Isn't he exactly Song Yuzhang? !

Song Yuzhang had a faint smile on his face, and with his hands behind his back, he walked slowly down the stairs, making his grand debut amidst the roaring tsunami and overwhelming falsehood.