Song Yuzhang

Nie Xueping's right eye is a bit short-sighted, and she wears a single lens on her face when she is dealing with affairs. The line of sight shoots out from behind the thin lens, exuding a calm and gentle light, but the servants dare not look directly at it.

"Ask him to wait in the guest room, I'll be right there."

"Yes."

The servant tiptoed away from the study room, Nie Xueping leaned back on the chair, her gaze fell on a point in the air, she got up after a moment of meditation, and took two steps behind the desk before remembering to take off her glasses , the finger slid to the collar again, the collar was straight, there was no need to tidy it up, so the finger slid down again, falling down like Nie Xueping's soft sigh.

"Mr. Nie."

Song Yuzhang stood up with a smile on his face and greeted Nie Xueping.

Nie Xueping also smiled and nodded to him, "Mr. Xiao Song."

The servant had already served tea, Nie Xueping glanced at the teacup after sitting down, raised her hand to beckon the servant, and ordered: "Change a cup of black tea for Mr. Xiao Song."

Song Yuzhang said: "Mr. Nie doesn't need to be busy, this tea is very good."

Now that he said that, Nie Xueping stopped talking. Although he was at home, he just came back from the chamber of commerce, so he was dressed very formally, and it was very suitable for entertaining guests. Song Yuzhang was wearing a light gray suit of the same color. From a master in Paris, the clothes made by a master in Paris seem to be deliberately against others. The clothes they make are very tricky, and ordinary people don’t look good in them. Song Yuzhang’s slender and graceful figure can’t match. Nie Xueping’s gaze stayed on him for a while , said: "Mr. Xiao Song is very busy recently, right?"

"Yes, I just took over the bank, and I still can't do many things." Song Yuzhang picked up his teacup and took a sip.

The Nie family serves Yulu tea to their guests. Nowadays, tea leaves are comparable to gold, and Yulu tea is even more expensive. I don't know whether it is the pure wealth of the Nie family or whether he is considered a distinguished guest in the Nie family.

Song Yuzhang didn't compare, so he couldn't tell.

"Take your time," Nie Xueping said gently, "everything is difficult at the beginning."

Song Yuzhang smiled, "Is Mr. Nie busy today?"

It is actually superfluous to ask Nie Xueping this question, because Nie Xueping has never been free. After hearing this, Nie Xueping hesitated for a moment, and said: "Not busy, Mr. Xiao Song, what's the matter?"

"I don't have anything important. I just came to visit to say thank you. I lost my composure in your residence a while ago. I'm really sorry. Thank you Mr. Nie for taking care of you that day."

"It's a little effort, Mr. Xiao Song doesn't have to worry about it. Has your body recovered now?"

"Okay, thanks to your housekeeper's timely treatment that day, otherwise something serious might happen."

Song Yuzhang took out the box hidden behind him, "A special gift, Mr. Nie, please don't refuse."

Nie Xueping immediately declined, "Mr. Xiao Song is too polite, I cannot accept this gift."

Song Yuzhang was determined to give this gift away, since it was a collection left by Song Zhenqiao anyway, and it couldn't be turned into cash, so it was a good use of everything he had to borrow flowers and offer Buddha land to have a relationship with Nie Xueping.

Before Song Yuzhang had a little contact with Nie Bonian for using the Nie family as a raft, he had been avoiding the Nie family all the time, just for the sake of Nie Yinbing.

Now that Nie Yinbing is back, Song Yuzhang thinks about it, since the two of them are in Haizhou, there is no reason why they can't run into each other. Instead of passively waiting for someone to come to the door, it is better to take the initiative and prepare for it.

Song Yuzhang sent someone to quietly watch the door of Nie's house. As soon as Nie Yinbing left, he immediately came to visit and give gifts. What's more, the Nie family is a family that keeps pace with the Meng family in Haizhou. If the bank wants to turn around in the future, it must also seek cooperation with the Nie family. No matter how you look at it, it is very important to have a good relationship with Nie Xueping necessary things.

If you can't hide, let's face it!

"It's just a small gift, didn't Mr. Nie also give me a seal painting? Reciprocity is the way of friends."

Song Yuzhang put the box next to his teacup, stared at Nie Xueping sincerely, "Mr. Nie, please accept it."

Nie Xueping avoided his gaze and stopped making excuses, picked up the teacup and took a sip, saying: "The tea is cold."

The servants came up to change the tea, and this time the tea was changed to black tea, which is also a treasure, with a particularly strong aroma, and Song Yuzhang praised it a few times after drinking the tea.

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries, the content of which was completely meaningless, purely for socializing, without any important topics, just chatting about tea and painting, just chatting.

Song Yuzhang calculated the time, fearing that Nie Yinbing would come back suddenly, "I'm really sorry for interrupting you for so long, I should go too."

Nie Xueping got up, and originally wanted the housekeeper to see off the guests, but today he was the one who received the guests, so it was really impolite for the housekeeper to see off the guests, so he stretched out his hand and said, "I'll see you off."

Song Yuzhang didn't refuse, and the two of them went out side by side. The Nie's house was full of green trees, and there was still a faint fruit fragrance, which made people feel refreshed. Song Yuzhang was quiet all the way, and Nie Xueping was also silent. between.

Nie Xueping sent people all the way to the door, Song Yuzhang said: "Today is really bothering you, if you are free another day, I would like to invite Mr. Nie to have a light meal again, Mr. Nie must appreciate it."

"Mr. Xiao Song is too polite."

"It should be, thank you for taking care of me that day."

Song Yuzhang had just arrived home and was wiping his hands with a hot towel when someone from Nie's family came to the door on his back. Song Yuzhang called them in, and the servant of Nie's family brought a small box, "Fifth Master, I see that you like this tea. I will give you some, and you can keep it to drink."

"How embarrassing is that?" Song Yuzhang said.

The Nie family servant put down the things while laughing.

Song Yuzhang handed the towel to the servant, and opened the box to see that there was a beautiful tin can inside, with large bright flowers printed on the tin can. When the top of the can was opened, there was a tangy aroma of black tea, and it smelled like grapes.

Song Yuzhang sniffed the tea, with a thoughtful look on his face, thinking that the head of the Nie family seems to be a person who doesn't like oil and salt, and he gave the gift, and immediately returned the gift to show that he was clear.

Song Yuzhang closed the tea pot, but he was not discouraged.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, didn't Nie Xueping say so?

The bank went on like this calmly for a day or two. Song Jincheng and Song Yekang couldn't sit still, and finally directly questioned Song Qiyuan what was going on.

Song Qiyuan received Liu Chuanzong every day, as if he was about to become the second head of the bank, but the second head had a false name and was actually a money bag. Since the bank needed to withdraw money, Song Qiyuan also changed his mind and put the 3000 million in the bank first. Then stand still.

"Third brother, the three of us are together after all, shouldn't you explain something to us?" Song Jincheng was still very gentle in his words, assuming he was calm and having a good discussion.

Song Qiyuan, however, was too lazy to say those hypocritical and pleasant words to him, and said directly: "Things have changed, elder brother, you and second brother are free to read newspapers and write more, cultivate your morality, and don't think about it all day long."

Song Jincheng was scolded like a son, his face was red, he felt that there was no king in this family, and he was in his thirties, so was he really afraid that Song Qiyuan would not succeed?

Song Jincheng rolled up his sleeves, ready to fight Song Qiyuan like an excited bull.

Song Qiyuan was full of resentment, and knew that the two elder brothers hadn't been in the house for three days, so he pressed the table with a "snap" and stood up, "Song Jincheng, what are you going to do?!"

"It's in vain that you guard the bank day and night, taking the bank as your own private property, but you don't know how much the bank has lost. Dad refused to tell you before he died. Why? Knowing that you are a worthless thing , It’s useless to say! If the bank is safe today, do you think that the bank is up to you? I’ve been dreaming for too long, and I take it seriously! If you are not convinced, go out and make trouble now. The bank will be entrusted to you, and you will carry it That debt will also save you from spending all your time thinking about guarding against your brother—"

Song Qiyuan threw the newspaper on the table at Song Jincheng, "Get out!"

Song Jincheng was scolded all over his head and face, and left the study in a panic. Seeing Song Yekang poking his head at the door to watch the wind, he was furious and wanted to divert his anger and get over his addiction to repairing his brothers. Song Yekang saw his intention and immediately closed the door close.

Song Jincheng cursed secretly, but he was a little depressed.

That's right, Song Zhenqiao didn't tell him a single word about the bank's loss. He worked hard at the bank every day and didn't find any mistakes. Could it be that his father really only regarded him as a waste? ?

Song Jincheng sat on the stairs for a while, then went to Meng's house to pick up Meng Sushan in resentment.

Meng Huanzhang was ill two days ago, Meng Sushan said to go back to visit, Song Jincheng didn't want to pick him up, he always felt that he was no longer what he used to be, especially in front of the Meng family, he was a dwarf.

Meng Sushan didn't go back with him, saying that Meng Huanzhang was still in poor health and she had to stay and take care of him.

"Oh, then you should pay attention to yourself, let the servants do more homework, and you will not be in good health."

"Ok, I know."

Meng Sushan said softly, "How about you, are you okay?"

Song Jincheng couldn't say a word, his mouth was bitter, and he couldn't say a good word, so he complained patiently: "The third child's temper is getting worse and worse."

Meng Sushan said: "The third brother likes freedom. Now that he is in charge, he can't be as comfortable as before. Naturally, he has resentment in his heart."

"He has grievances, don't I? He doesn't want to be in charge of the house, so I can be in charge of the house!" Song Jincheng said as a matter of course.

Meng Sushan smiled, noncommittal.

Before Song Jincheng left, he happened to run into Meng Tingjing again. Song Jincheng forced himself to greet Meng Tingjing, but Meng Tingjing treated him as before and said politely, "Brother-in-law is here to see sister?"

"Yes, yes." Song Jincheng glanced at Meng Tingjing, always feeling that the other party was high-spirited, which made him even more ashamed.

Meng Tingjing said: "Brother-in-law is still living with several brothers? Isn't the family separated?"

Song Jincheng smiled wryly, "The division is not clean, let's talk about it."

Meng Tingjing smiled lightly, and said nothing more, went in to see Meng Sushan.

"Song Jincheng is really down and out now."

Meng Sushan didn't speak, just smiled, "You're tired after a busy day, why don't you have some tea."

Meng Tingjing didn't drink tea, "It's not an option for a family to live in such a house. I bought a house in the west of the city. I'll ask someone to take you to see it in two days. If you like it, you can move in with Song Jincheng." Come out and live there."

"It's not that he didn't get a house. There are houses in the family. You don't have to worry about it."

Meng Tingjing brought the tea, wanted to drink it, but put it down again, and looked at Meng Sushan bitterly, "What's so good about Song Jincheng? You are still reluctant to part with him now that he is in this state, and don't pretend to be stupid. Our Meng family doesn't have one." Fool!"

Meng Sushan has heard similar words for several years. Ever since she got married, Meng Sushan has never responded directly to her ears. At this time, she sighed softly and looked at Meng Tingjing with a cold face, "I know I Loving him makes me stupid, but Ting Jing, don't smart people have the right to be stupid?"