Song Yuzhang

Fourth day.

The banks finally closed, leaving only some fiat currency in the vaults.

Tomorrow we will run out of ammunition and food.

Song Yuzhang said: "Let's keep the money here, I still have two checks in hand."

"Ok."

Liu Chuanzong was dedicated to his duties and never had any objection to any decision or action of Song Yuzhang. Whether it was Song Yuzhang who wanted to leave immediately at the beginning, or now that he persisted until the end, his attitude was always numb.

Song Yuzhang left the vault, looked at the bank's office for the last time, and took out the pen he used to have a look at.

He thought of the day when he got carried away and spilled ink all over his body when he turned the pen, so he couldn't help smiling.

Keep it, or make a memorial day to alert yourself.

Taking the pen with him, Song Yuzhang closed the door, walked downstairs slowly, and headed for the side entrance of the bank. However, as soon as he stepped out of the side door, he found that someone was already waiting for him by the side door.

The other party was not familiar, and was the driver of the Meng family.

"Fifth Master, good afternoon, Second Master invites you to have dinner together, I wonder if you would like to honor it?"

Song Yuzhang was a little baffled, but at the same time he was a little wary. At this juncture, Meng Tingjing suddenly invited him over for dinner. What does it mean?

He is leaving tomorrow...

"Oh, what a coincidence," Song Yuzhang said with a smile, "I already have an appointment tonight, it's inconvenient, the day after tomorrow, I will host Brother Meng for dinner the night after tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, the driver clapped his hands, and several black-clothed men in cloth shirts gradually approached on the street like a magic trick.

Song Yuzhang kept smiling and said, "Since Brother Meng is so sincere, then I will be disrespectful."

"Fifth Lord, please."

The driver of the Meng family was still very polite. He opened the door for Song Yuzhang, invited him in, and covered his head with one hand, "Fifth Master, be careful not to bump into it."

Song Yuzhang sat in the car with a smile still on his face. He tilted his face slightly and looked at himself in the rearview mirror at the front of the car with a thoughtful look.

Meng Tingjing hadn't contacted him for a long time, and the last time he met at the funeral, he also ignored him. He felt a little strange at the time, but at that time his heart was full of the bank, so he didn't care too much. Thinking of the bank, he naturally didn't need to look again. anyone's face.

Now the bank is in hand, but it is a [-] million debt.

But it's really not necessary to look at anyone's face.

What are you afraid of? There is a debt of [-] million U.S. dollars on your body. Is there anything more terrifying in this world than this?

Song Yuzhang straightened his sleeves and asked with great interest, "Where are you going to eat?"

"Go home and eat."

Song Yuzhang said "Oh", and after a moment of silence, he asked again: "How is your master's craftsmanship?"

"Fifth Master, don't worry, we have four master chefs in our family. Jiangnan cuisine, Shandong cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, and Cantonese cuisine are all excellent. No matter what you want to eat, we have it."

"Our second master said that he will treat you well tonight."

The Meng House at night was the same as Song Yuzhang's impression, eerie, like a ghost house. Song Yuzhang followed the servants of Meng's house through nine twists and eighteen turns to the main hall of Meng's house.

"Wait a moment, the second master will come right away."

Song Yuzhang sat down, thinking that the last time he came, he went to Meng Tingjing's small courtyard, but this time he went to the main hall. Could it be that Meng Tingjing has something serious to say to him?

Business...business is useless, unless Meng Tingjing wants to... No, impossible, Meng Tingjing will not suddenly want to cooperate with the Song family, especially now that the bank is in his hands.

The last time the two broke up because of a quarrel, Meng Tingjing didn't seem to be such a broad-minded person, but he was narrow-minded and would not actively ask to cooperate with him.

Song Yuzhang thought wildly for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that Meng Tingjing seemed to have left him alone for a long time. He stood up and walked outside the hall, but was immediately stopped by someone, "Fifth Master, wait a moment, Second Master will come right away."

Song Yuzhang wandered between the two people who blocked him for a moment, and said, "I can wait, but should I have a cup of tea first?"

"Fifth Master, please wait a moment."

Song Yuzhang smiled, knowing that Meng Tingjing did it on purpose.

He went back and sat down, tapped his finger on the table lightly, exactly Yutangchun's beat.

Just sat there and waited for about half an hour, finally there was a movement, Song Yuzhang heard footsteps from a distance, his buttocks were firmly glued to the seat, and he assumed the posture of the master, not moving, [-] million The debt weighed on him, so he didn't move at all.

Stepping into the house, Song Yuzhang still didn't lift his eyelids.

"Let's all go down first."

It was Meng Tingjing's voice.

Cool and cool.

Song Yuzhang only raised his head when he heard the footsteps of the people around him disperse.

He just met Meng Tingjing a few days ago, and his appearance is not unusual, but his attire today is very fresh, grass-colored shirt and light-colored trousers, very refreshing, with a youthful feeling.

Song Yuzhang took a few extra glances, which caught Meng Tingjing's gaze.

Meng Tingjing's eyes were indifferent, as if he only regarded him as a stranger.

Song Yuzhang thought that since Meng Tingjing could afford it, why bother to invite him here today to make things difficult for him?

"I have something to delay for a while."

Song Yuzhang was noncommittal, "It seems that Brother Meng didn't come to treat me to dinner today."

"Naturally, we have to eat. We'll eat after we're done talking."

"Okay, let's talk about it." Song Yuzhang said straightforwardly, he wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in Meng Tingjing's gourd today.

"In the early days, Uncle Chen sold the factory. I had always wanted to join the industry and bought the factory. Fortunately, the factory is now in operation again, and the output value is more than twice that of the previous one. If it continues like this, it will take half a year at most. The shortfall in the factory can be filled.”

Song Yuzhang listened quietly and smiled slightly, "Then congratulations to Brother Meng."

"Thank you," Meng Ting sat in the main seat, rubbing the thumb and index finger of his right hand slightly, and said casually, "I just don't know how Brother Song plans to fill the bank's shortfall?"

Song Yuzhang's mind suddenly went blank for a moment.

"Song Bank's deficit should be hundreds of millions of dollars now?"

Song Yuzhang remained silent, but his pupils contracted slightly—how could Meng Tingjing know about the deficit of Song Family Bank? !

Meng Tingjing said calmly, "Brother Song must be wondering how I know this."

"At the beginning, Uncle Song must have had good intentions to take Uncle Chen to buy American stocks and bonds. Who would have thought that it would be the last straw that crushed the Chen family. Uncle Chen left many things in his office for insurance. In the cabinet, I don’t know if I forgot to take it away or left it for me on purpose, no matter what, I should thank him for letting these things fall into my hands.”

"...Dad really couldn't borrow money to plug the hole, so he took the risk out of desperation and embezzled the rest of the money to speculate in some stocks and bonds, but in the end he lost more and more..."

Chen Hanmin's bitterly smiling face emerged from Song Yuzhang's humming mind, and he almost felt numb all over his hands and feet.

On the day when he was officially introduced into the Song family, the day when Chen Hanmin came to say goodbye to him, and the day when Meng Tingjing completely broke with him!

Song Yuzhang glanced slowly at Meng Tingjing, his lips trembling slightly: "...you always knew?"

Meng Ting looked at him coldly, slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Know what?"

Song Yuzhang wanted to pick up the teacup in hand and smash it at it, but he shook his hand in vain, only to realize that there was no tea in hand.

Even this, Meng Tingjing has already calculated in advance? !

Song Yuzhang's throat rolled, and he looked at Meng Tingjing in shock.

Meng Tingjing smiled at him, "How can the gifts from Song Mingzhao's wine bags and rice bags be able to invite the people in the police station?"

Song Yuzhang almost gasped. Looking at Meng Tingjing's beautiful face, he felt that he couldn't recognize the person in front of him.

There was a cold light in Meng Tingjing's eyes, but he was very happy in his heart!

He, Meng Tingjing, will never lose to anyone.

"Do you really think that you are extremely smart and that everything is as you expected?" Meng Tingjing leaned back slightly and said with a faint smile, "Song Yuzhang, you are too conceited."

"Song Zhenqiao left you a way out, right? Liu Chuanzong is a good person, and he has the ability to help you out. Let me guess, he exchanged a lot of French currency for pounds a few days ago." Meng Tingjing pointed at Song Yuzhang, "He wants Send you to England."

"Yes, it's a good idea. Song Yuzhang is British. As long as he escapes to England, everything will be fine." Meng Tingjing withdrew his hand and rubbed it on his knee, and said with a smile, "But are you British? Learn from those people A few words in foreign language? Counterfeit?"

Song Yuzhang didn't say a word, he felt that he had met a colorful poisonous snake, which looked glamorous and eye-catching from a distance, but it was actually hiding in the grass, dormant in the dark, ready to strike someone fatally at any time .

Song Yuzhang was silent for a long time, and softly said under Meng Tingjing's mocking eyes: "Ting Jing, do you hate me that much?"

"Hate you?" Meng Ting smiled lightly, "You deserve it too?"

"Don't hate, why do you want to calculate me like this?"

Meng Tingjing smiled again, "Why is it a scheme? Am I not helping you all the time?"

"You can also ask me to help you now," Meng Tingjing crossed her legs and said with a smile, "Song Zhenqiao is dead, and the sons of the Song family will not be able to run away. There is evidence that you are not Song Yuzhang at all, as long as I hand over all the transaction documents and records kept by Chen Song, in this way, you will be completely removed from this deficit case."

Song Yuzhang never dreamed that even the person who talked to him on the mountain that day was arranged by Meng Tingjing.

It turned out that he was really wrong.

There is really nothing scarier in the world than being owed $[-] million.

"Ting Jing," Song Yuzhang said slowly, "You did this just to make me beg you?"

Meng Tingjing said: "It's up to you to choose whether to ask or not to ask. I won't force you."

Song Yuzhang looked at Meng Tingjing. It is said that this is a young genius with an unusually bright mind and an unusually deep city, and he seems to be just an awkward little boy. If you provoke him, you will provoke him. He also paid the price.

Now that I think about it, such a thing on the bed seems to be nothing.

Song Yuzhang's eyelashes drooped slightly, "Then, how should I ask?"

Meng Tingjing smiled coldly, mockingly and disdainfully said: "Don't put on an air there, aren't you very capable? Come here!"

Song Yuzhang stood up, lowered his head and walked slowly to Meng Tingjing.

Meng Tingjing sat firmly, looked Song Yuzhang from top to bottom, and still admitted that Song Yuzhang was amazingly beautiful, but so what?It's still a plaything in his hand!

His father, Meng Huanzhang, was confused everywhere, but his attitude towards this matter was quite correct!

This kind of person is only worthy of being a plaything in his hands, even if he just gives a little real affection, he will only end up being played with in the end!

Rather than being teased, it is better for him to take the initiative. In life, if you can't live a good life, you always have to choose something that is not so bad.

Meng Tingjing said coldly: "What are you still doing there, don't you like my smell very much? Kneel down!"

Song Yuzhang stood motionless.

Meng Tingjing waited patiently.

Because Song Yuzhang's entanglement and humiliation at this time also made him feel very happy and comfortable!

Song Yuzhang slowly raised his face, and met Meng Tingjing's eyes. Meng Tingjing's eyes were still cold, and an unusual fire was burning in his pupils.

"Ting Jing."

Song Yuzhang called his name very gently.

Meng Tingjing's eyes did not waver in the slightest, but he smiled coldly.

Song Yuzhang also smiled, his smile was still gentle, "You look like this..." Song Yuzhang shook his head while laughing, and his tone became calm, "...it's not cute at all."

After finishing speaking, Song Yuzhang turned around and strode out without hesitation.

Meng Ting looked at his leaving back with cold eyes, his face and heart were all immersed in the cold pool, let's go, he waited for the day when Song Yuzhang crawled back to beg him.