Song Yuzhang

Holding the document in his hand, Song Yuzhang first glanced behind Liu Chuanzong, seeing that the office door was closed tightly, he beckoned immediately.

Liu Chuanzong walked up to him step by step.

Song Yuzhang lowered his voice, "No [-] million, what do you mean?"

Liu Chuanzong lowered his face, and his voice was dry, "The bank's deficit is less than [-] million."

Song Yuzhang's mind went blank for a moment.

Less than [-] million?How could it be [-] million less in one fell swoop?

Compared with [-] million, the gap is not just three times the number.

If the shortfall is less than 3000 million, with the [-] million US dollars, the situation is not too bad, it may not be really desperate, but Song Zhenqiao...

Song Yuzhang's eyes fell on the top of Liu Chuanzong's head.

Liu Chuanzong is 41 this year, but the hair on the top of his head is completely white, like a pulsatilla bird.

Song Yuzhang's thoughts turned, and a guess quietly popped up in his heart. This guess is very vicious and terrifying, but it is indeed possible.

Seeing too many strange things in the rivers and lakes, Song Yuzhang himself is not a good person, so he asked first: "Who else knows about this?"

"No."

Song Yuzhang let out a sigh of relief, and then looked at Liu Chuanzong again.

Liu Chuanzong's appearance is very ordinary and refined, his body is meticulous, he shaved clean every day, he looks like a very responsible person.

Such an honest and loyal servant like a puppet signed a death contract and stayed by his side for more than 20 years.

If it wasn't for such a character, Song Zhenqiao couldn't be trusted.

Perhaps for Song Zhenqiao, Liu Chuanzong is just an obedient dog. Rather than saying that he believes in Liu Chuanzong, it is better to say that he believes in his ability to train people.

Too much self-confidence, really too much self-confidence, who is born to be a slave?And who would like to be a slave?

The more Song Yuzhang thought about it, the more he felt incredible. At the same time, he also admitted that Liu Chuanzong was really a master of "deception".

Even he was deceived in the first place!

The [-] million shortfall really frightened him, he didn't think about whether the amount was real or not, he was beaten dizzy first, and he never thought about the possibility of Liu Chuanzong lying.

Such a person is really not like a person who can lie!

That's right, even Meng Tingjing said last night that the bank should have a deficit of [-] million yuan.

That bastard bastard, there are still two words in his mouth that he can listen to.

As for Liu Chuanzong... from [-] million to [-] million, the change in this number did not benefit him at all... What kind of blood feud is this with Song Zhenqiao?No wonder, no wonder that day when Liu Chuanzong said that he had forced Song Zhenqiao to death, there was a smile in his eyes. Song Yuzhang thought he was mocking him, but Liu Chuanzong was really happy.

After Song Yuzhang breathed a sigh of relief, another wave of waves set off in his heart.

There are parts related to him and parts not related to him. Liu Chuanzong can be regarded as a person who wants to distinguish between grievances and grievances, so don't be too nervous. Since Liu Chuanzong is willing to tell him, he always has some good intentions for him .

This message is very important to his current situation, he must calm down and think about it.

Song Yuzhang didn't change his expression, he waved his hand lightly, and lightly revealed the thunderous secret from his sleeves, and said calmly: "Okay, I see, you go to ask Shen Chengduo for me first."

"Yes."

As soon as the door of the office closed, Song Yuzhang sat down with a chair.

[-] million.

[-] million less in one fell swoop!

Song Yuzhang couldn't help being happy, but at the same time he felt that people are really cheap. If he was told from the beginning that the bank owed [-] million, he would be the same as if he owed [-] million. But now that he knows the truth , He suddenly felt that owing the [-] million was nothing.

The Song family has 3000 million, and Song Qiyuan is already loose.

Shen Chengduo has 1000 million. He has been cold to Shen Chengduo for so long, and the 1000 million should be added.

If you do the math.

A deficit of [-] million seems to be nothing.

Song Yuzhang laughed as he thought about it, knowing in his heart that he was simplifying things, but he still couldn't help laughing.

A debt of [-] million, haha!That's great!

Song Yuzhang was in a good mood all day, and Liu Chuanzong reported back to Shen Chengduo that he agreed to meet at night, not in Vienna, but invited Song Yuzhang to a small mansion of his.

Song Yuzhang agreed, guessing that Shen Chengduo had a grudge because of the fact that the two were arrested in the police station in Vienna last time.

"Brother Song, I've been waiting for a long time..."

As soon as Shen Chengduo saw Song Yuzhang, he greeted him with a happy face.

Song Yuzhang immediately greeted him with a smile on his face.

The two of them were facing each other, and they were both warm.

Shen Chengduo praised Song Yuzhang for his hale and hearty spirit. After Song Yuzhang accepted these four words with a smile, he also replied four words, "Brother Shen is too".

Shen Chengduo can't spit out ivory from his dog's mouth, and Song Yuzhang's ears have filters, so he doesn't care about it at all.

Today's banquet was full of good food and wine, Shen Chengduo said that he specially invited Chef He from the International Hotel to be the chef, "The old man is so arrogant, he really doesn't know how to flatter him, it took me a lot of effort , Breaking several of his teeth, he is willing to pay the face."

Song Yuzhang sat down on the chair and looked at him with a half-smile, "Then I won't eat this dish."

"why?"

"I'm afraid he'll spit in it."

Shen Chengduo laughed, "I'm just joking, I just spent a little more money."

"I was joking too." Song Yuzhang laughed.

He has been putting Shen Chengduo aside these days. Although it was not out of intention, but from Shen Chengduo's point of view, he did take Joe too far. If he didn't sit down with Shen Chengduo and have a good talk, Shen Chengduo might as well. I think he is ignorant.

Maybe he won't break a few teeth, but he will definitely hate him.

Even a weak little person like Xiao Yuxian offended Shen Chengduo, but Shen Chengduo refused to expose it lightly. It can be seen that although this person looks careless, he is actually a person who will take revenge.

The two were chatting while drinking, and Shen Chengduo said: "I'm really sorry, I didn't come to visit your father after you died. I'm not suitable to appear at Master Song's funeral. The main reason is that I didn't receive the invitation. Forgive me Forgive me."

Song Yuzhang said: "When the funeral was held, those things were all handled by my elder brother. At that time, the family had not been separated, and I couldn't be the master. Brother Shen's concern, I knew in my heart that we two brothers had been in prison together. Friendship, it's all about face, I don't care, brother Shen, do you care?"

How could Shen Chengduo say he cared? Song Yuzhang even brought up the matter of the police station.

After a banquet, the two finally reconciled as before, and moved to the second floor of the small mansion.

On the second floor, there were two beautiful teenagers who were as beautiful as flowers and jade. Song Yuzhang stopped, and Shen Chengduo patted him on the back, "I know you don't like it, it's all mine."

Sure enough, the beautiful boy surrounded Shen Chengduo from left to right.

Song Yuzhang sat opposite him on the sofa, Shen Chengduo hugged him left and right, one of the two beautiful boys lit a cigarette for him, and the other poured water for him.

"Brother Song, now the Song Family Bank is also in your hands, what about our affairs?"

Song Yuzhang said: "Brother Shen has thought it over and decided to hand over the money to our bank?"

"Think about it, you don't need to be suspicious, I, Shen Chengduo, believe that you, Song Yuzhang, can make me rich." Shen Chengduo took a breath of his cigarette, and pointed at Song Yuzhang, "You can also lead me to promotion."

Song Yuzhang smiled, "Promotion? Brother Shen wants to be an official?"

Shen Chengduo snorted and waved his hands, "Don't do it, being an official is boring, and being an official is so uncomfortable. Why do you think the director of this bureau or that bureau is so beautiful? They are still staring at this and that place above their heads. Dogs bite dogs, no A good thing, let's not worry about that, besides, it is hard to say who is the real "official" if you are like you. Let me tell you something heartfelt, money is not a problem, I want to be Yes, that is, this 'officer'."

Song Yuzhang smiled and nodded, "Understood."

"clear?"

"clear."

"Okay!" Shen Chengduo pushed away the two beautiful boys who were clinging to him, raised his glass and said, "Let's toast Song Daming together!"

The two beautiful boys smiled and picked up the wine glasses.

Song Yuzhang picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip.

Shen Chengduo was displeased, "Why did you drink so little? Come on, you guys go over and try to persuade you to drink."

Two beautiful young men came towards Song Yuzhang with wine glasses and smiled coquettishly. Song Yuzhang made a fussy look, "Brother Shen, stop making trouble..."

Shen Chengduo laughed while watching, puffing out smoke, "I just can't stand your prudish appearance. I haven't opened these two buds yet, they are clean."

Just as he was talking, someone came in from outside and whispered something in Shen Chengduo's ear. Shen Chengduo immediately stood up, "Where are you?"

"Just downstairs."

"Okay, I'll go down right now!"

Shen Chengduo said to Song Yuzhang: "Brother Song, sit down for a while, I'll come as soon as I go." At the same time, he put his arms around the two beautiful boys and asked them to surround Song Yuzhang, "Take good care of Young Master Song, little whore, it's cheap You guys!"

Shen Chengduo laughed and went downstairs, Song Yuzhang turned his face away under the siege of the two, took a deep breath, and smiled lightly: "What's the smell on you? It's too fragrant, I can't bear it, go wash it before coming out."

A pair of beautiful boys were driven into the bathroom by him. Song Yuzhang walked to the window, took a look downstairs, and saw a black car in the yard, probably someone came to talk to Shen Chengduo.

"Second Master Nie, seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. You are really..." Shen Chengduo held back for a long time but couldn't find any good words. He only remembered one and quickly used it, "...Pan An is alive again."

After hearing his compliment, Nie Yinbing didn't feel any emotion on his face, "I heard that you know a lot of intelligence dealers in Haizhou, and you have a lot of connections."

"Where is it, how can it compare to Mr. Nie."

"I'm talking about crooked ways, not serious ways."

Shen Chengduo's tongue was almost bitten by his own teeth, and he said in cold sweat: "Crooked ways, it can't be said..."

"Didn't you say that you run a dance hall and casino, and you know a lot of people from all walks of life?"

Nie Yinbing sat down on the sofa.

"Hehe," Shen Chengduo laughed dryly, "I know a little bit, but they are all law-abiding."

Nie Yinbing said, "I want you to help find someone."

"Oh, second master, tell me, who are you looking for?"

What Nie Yinbing said was a little annoying.

Tian Guangyao is really unbearable. He has been drawing for several days without drawing a result. He said that people are too good-looking, and they always feel lost when they are drawn. When Nie Yinbing heard this, something was wrong, and asked him if he Following the portrait, Tian Guangyao remembered his original mission, and immediately faltered, confessing that he was actually painting after Song Wuye.

Nie Yinbing became angry, and worried that Tian Guangyao was Nie Bonian's teacher, so he gently warned him, "For Bonian's sake, I won't kill you."

There are no photos, no portraits. Whenever Nie Yinbing describes, others always look like they don’t understand. No matter how clear he is, those people always look at a loss, which makes him annoyed. He said it so clearly, why can't I find it?

"Man, very handsome."

Shen Chengduo waited for the next sentence.

"Gone."

Shen Chengduo: "..."

Shen Chengduo said softly, "No special features? What's your name? Where's the family name? And age..."

"Zhao Jianfang, in his twenties, from Dongcheng." Special features... Nie Yinbing thought for a while, "He is very good at talking, and he doesn't have a single spot on his face."

Shen Chengduo once again had nothing to say.

A man in his twenties who is handsome and can talk without spots, this... this is useless except for being in his twenties?

Shen Chengduo could only ask again: "You looked for him, yes, when and where did he disappear?"

Nie Yinbing said, "I disappeared in Jiangzhou more than half a year ago."

"Why did you disappear?"

Nie Yinbing looked at Shen Chengduo, his eyes were indifferent, and Shen Chengduo stopped asking.

"Okay, okay, I'll try my best."

Shen Chengduo had no choice but to bite the bullet and take over the job. It's rare that the Nie family asked him to do something, so would it be possible for him to shirk?

Shen Chengduo wanted to deliver Nie Yinbing, but when he delivered it to the car at the gate of the courtyard, he remembered again, "Second Master Nie, by coincidence, Young Master Song is upstairs today, why don't you leave, let's go up and play together, get together Get together?"

Young master Xiao Song?

Nie Yinbing frowned, remembering that person's name, "Song Yuzhang?"

"Yes, yes." Shen Chengduo said happily, thinking that Song Yuzhang really had a deep friendship with the Nie family, and they knew each other in Haizhou, where Second Master Nie had just returned.

Nie Yinbing had no interest in Song Yuzhang, but he heard the name of this person again and again, especially when Tian Guangyao said that he was painting after Song Yuzhang's appearance. Speaking of which, the frame of the human body in the painting was very similar to that of Zhao Jianfang. Similarly, Nie Yinbing stopped in his tracks.

Nie Yinbing didn't like Tian Guangyao's comparison of Song Yuzhang with Zhao Jianfang very much, so he went upstairs with a fake intention.

Zhao Jianfang's demeanor is extraordinary, can anyone compare to it?

"Brother Song, Nie..." Shen Chengduo held back the word 'brother', and said while pushing the door, "Second Master Nie is here."

As soon as the door was pushed open, Shen Chengduo was stunned by the scene inside.

On the sofa, Song Yuzhang's long legs were relaxed on the footstool, with one arm around a beautiful boy, his head was getting into the light-colored thin coat of the beautiful boy, not knowing what he was doing, the other hand was embracing another beautiful boy, from The beautiful boy stroked the waist of the clothes.

Surprised, Shen Chengduo immediately looked at Nie Yinbing, and Nie Yinbing was so stimulated by the unsightly scene in front of him that he turned around and left.

"Nie, Second Young Master Nie..."

Shen Chengduo quickly chased after him.

"Second Young Master, don't go..."

"I'll call two more people to play, there are enough people."

Nie Yinbing had already walked to the front of the car, looking at him coldly, "Look for someone."

After sending Nie Yinbing away, Shen Chengduo hurried back to the second floor, only to see that the incomparably glamorous scene just now had vanished into thin air. Two beautiful young men were kneeling and sitting on one side in disheveled clothes, and Song Yuzhang was sitting on the other side, also a little disheveled. Her neatly combed hair was also messed up, her neckline was unbuttoned two times, her sleeves were also wrinkled, and she was lighting a cigarette.

"Brother Song, didn't you play well just now? Why, don't you like the two of them?"

Song Yuzhang didn't speak, just lowered his head to light the cigarette, put the cigarette into his lips with his slender fingers, took a sip of his slightly protruding lips, and the tip of his tongue hurriedly sent out a ball of milky white smoke, in the hazy smoke, he The spring color is looming on the face, and at the same time it is a little dignified.

Shen Chengduo didn't speak either.

He was scratched at the tip of his heart by this handsome brother Song's attitude as if after the fact, it was very itchy.