Song Yuzhang

Nie Xueping took Song Yuzhang back to her yard.

Song Yuzhang felt strange, "Mr. Nie, I thought you were trying to hide our relationship."

Nie Xueping took his hand and said in a low voice, "You are too young."

Song Yuzhang didn't understand, so he asked with a look on his face.

Nie Xueping smiled at him, "You are too young, and I am too old. It is not a glorious thing for an old cow to eat young grass."

Song Yuzhang was at a loss for words, "Mr. Nie, you are not old."

How old is 32 years old?It was the prime of life, and it is true that the difference of 12 years between the two was a bit too much, but with Nie Xueping's status, no one would talk about finding an eighteen-year-old girl.

"Perhaps he is not too old this year, but in another ten or eight years, he will really be an old man."

Song Yuzhang thought that Nie Xueping was thinking a long way. In ten or eight years, the possibility of the two of them still being together by then was very slim.

"Am I thinking too far?"

Nie Xueping seemed to see through his thoughts.

Song Yuzhang was a little embarrassed. After all, the two had just been together. Nie Xueping was thinking about ten or eight years, but he was thinking about completely different things. He was embarrassed in his heart and still had a smile on his face. As long as we're together now."

Nie Xueping said: "Actually, I don't really care about other people's opinions. It's just that you are still young and you will have great times in the future. You have to leave room for it."

Song Yuzhang was slightly taken aback when he heard this, and he looked at Nie Xueping. Nie Xueping's side face was also handsome and upright, very beautiful, so Nie Xueping was also prepared in his heart that they would be separated in the future, and from now on he planned a way out for him.

Sensing his gaze, Nie Xueping turned her face away and said gently, "Don't look at me like that."

"If I'm doing it for your own good, I shouldn't go too far. After all..." Nie Xueping stopped in front of the bedroom and pushed open the bedroom door, "It's still selfish."

Nie Xueping's room is the same as his people, giving people a stable and gentle feeling. The objects are all simple and large, mostly wooden and jade products. Song Yuzhang thought of the jade seal and boldly went to Nie Xueping's desk. Going to it, I saw a few seals in a small box, but I didn't see any seals made of jade.

Nie Xueping ordered the servants to go to the kitchen to make some simple lunch. When she turned around, she saw Song Yuzhang standing in front of the desk looking at his seal box, so she walked over and said, "My usual seal is not here, it's in the study."

Song Yuzhang turned around.

Nie Xueping said: "The one in the study is made of jade."

Song Yuzhang smiled at him.

This was the first time he felt a connection with people's hearts.

"Go and wash it, you sweated so much, and you came here and blew a lot of wind." Nie Xueping stroked his hair and rubbed his fingers at the root of his hair. You can't go back to the Song family for the time being, you must have been surrounded by people."

Song Yuzhang nodded, "I'll sleep here tonight, please send someone to take me to the bank tomorrow."

"Go and wash." Nie Xueping put down her hands, "Don't worry about the others, you've done a good job."

Song Yuzhang turned around and went to the bathroom. He couldn't tell whether Nie Xueping was too sweet-talking or natural. While taking off his clothes, he thought that the mouths of the two brothers of the Nie family were so different.

In fact, Song Yuzhang has been very tired these past few days. All these things are crowded in his head alone, and he can't let anyone share them. The mental fatigue is far greater than the body. Now even if he relaxes, he feels comfortable in the guest room twice. , really softened physically and mentally, and fell asleep in the bathtub.

"Jade chapter."

The deep voice passed through the bathroom door, making Song Yuzhang, who was lying in the bathtub, startled.

"Don't fall asleep."

Song Yuzhang immediately sat up from the water with a "crash", shaking his somewhat confused head.

"I put the clothes outside, don't wash them for too long, come out earlier."

"it is good."

Song Yuzhang raised his voice to answer, saying that he listened.

After a while, he got out of the bathtub, wiped it clean, opened the door, and took the clothes on the stool by the door to wear.

What Nie Xueping gave was a nightgown, dark blue, very soft when worn, Song Yuzhang suddenly thought of Meng Tingjing when wearing it.

Once upon a time, he also wore Meng Tingjing's old clothes. At that time, he escaped from death and thought that Meng Tingjing was his old lover. The two may have old grievances, but after all, it is always better, and he still saved his life.

Unexpectedly, times have changed, things are changing, people are changing, and the fake lover really becomes an old lover, and they really end up grudges.

The world is unpredictable, so it's better to cherish the person in front of you.

The master chef of the Nie family made the best chicken soup wontons, and Nie Xueping asked Song Yuzhang to eat a little, "Eat a little, sleep, and have a good rest."

Song Yuzhang sat down and picked up the spoon, "The bank should be messed up now, right?"

"It's not busy, the people in the patrol room have gone to maintain order."

"Take this opportunity to let them make a fuss. The more violent the fuss, the more thorough the problem will be solved."

"Do you need money?"

Song Yuzhang scooped up a wonton, "I need cash, and US dollars and pounds are the best, but I just borrowed it for a while and will pay it back immediately."

"That's not a problem, eat slowly."

"Hungry," Song Yuzhang took a sip of chicken soup and sighed, "I haven't been able to eat or sleep well these days."

Nie Xueping stroked the top of his head, "Sorry, I don't pay much attention to other people's business."

Song Yuzhang could tell from Nie Xueping's attitude towards Nie Qingyun's marriage contract with Song Yekang that Nie Xueping didn't take the Song family seriously at all. He waved his hand again, "I know."

Song Yuzhang finished a bowl of wontons in chicken soup in one sitting, and Nie Xueping handed him a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, "Get some sleep first, and I'll go get the money."

Song Yuzhang said "Yes", he stood up and changed his mind, "Mr. Nie, do you have gold?"

"gold?"

"You should have collected a lot of gold from those people who did mining business?"

Nie Xueping smiled slightly, "Yes."

"How many?"

Nie Xueping said implicitly: "A lot."

When Nie Xueping said that, Song Yuzhang understood in his heart.

"Well, Mr. Nie, I would like to ask you to borrow 3000 million U.S. dollars for a working capital loan period..." Song Yuzhang thought for a while, "The loan period will be one year, and I will repay you with a three-point interest at that time, and I also want to ask Nie The family borrows gold, as much as you have, and the loan period is only one day, Mr. Nie, are you willing?"

Before Nie Xueping could answer, Song Yuzhang said: "Mr. Nie, please think carefully, don't answer too fast, your answer is too straightforward, it will make me feel that I have influenced your judgment."

Nie Xueping smiled, "I won't be emotional when it comes to right and wrong. I think you have understood this point in the previous conversation."

Song Yuzhang nodded, "I hope so. I hope money and love can be separated."

Nie Xueping's eyes were soft, "I understand."

"Mr. Nie, please think carefully. I'll sleep for a while."

Taking a bath and eating these two things together can really make people sleepy, not to mention that Song Yuzhang was already tired, he walked to Nie Xueping's bed, surrounded by Nie Xueping's smell, he almost fell asleep while lying down.

When he woke up, the light in the house was already on, and the wall lamp beside the bed was soft, but Nie Xueping was gone. Song Yuzhang got out of bed, and as soon as he walked out of the yard, Nie Mao greeted him, "Fifth Lord, you are awake."

Song Yuzhang held the door and said, "Where is Mr. Nie?"

"Mr. Nie is waiting for guests."

Song Yuzhang said "Oh".

"Fifth Master, are you hungry? What would you like to eat?"

Song Yuzhang pressed his stomach, "Is there anything sweet? I want something sweet."

"Okay, wait a moment, there will be soon."

Nie Mao ran out on tiptoe, and at the same time ordered his servant to inform Nie Xueping that Song Yuzhang was awake.

Nie Xueping was in the guest room, a servant came in and whispered something in his ear, Nie Xueping nodded slowly, and said to the visitor: "I'm really sorry, I'm still busy at home."

"Okay, Mr. Nie, then you can be busy."

Nie Xueping got up, ordered the servants to see off the guests, and returned to her courtyard. Song Yuzhang was eating a bowl of rice balls made with rice wine. This was a very common thing, but Nie Xueping smiled when she saw it.

He likes the way Song Yuzhang eats and feels very comfortable.

Song Yuzhang ate like crazy, and didn't care about Nie Xueping's return at all. After eating and drinking the two big bowls, he shook his head as if enjoying himself, and stroked his stomach with his palm. The food is filled evenly.

And all of this is beautiful in Nie Xueping's eyes.

Song Yuzhang slept peacefully at Nie Xueping's place all night. He was full of things to do the next day, so he didn't have any charm in his heart. He only wanted to nourish his energy, so he slept very hard.

When he woke up, the clothes were all ready, not Nie Xueping's old clothes, Nie Xueping was reading the newspaper, and said: "I sent someone to get a ready-made set from your usual clothes maker, you can put it on."

The tailors made by masters in Paris are also very good. Song Yuzhang is a natural clothes hanger, and a black suit upper body sets him off like a Mr. Modern in a fashion magazine.

"very nice."

Nie Xueping said with a smile.

Song Yuzhang pointed to the dark red silk scarf on his chest, "Is this yours?"

Nie Xueping smiled and did not answer, "The car is ready."

Song Yuzhang walked over, leaned over and kissed Nie Xueping's forehead lightly, "Wait for me to come back."

A total of five vehicles drove out of Nie's house, and Song Yuzhang commanded the vehicles to go to Shen's house first.

Shen Chengduo almost stayed up all night. Seeing Song Yuzhang approaching, he jumped off the ground with both feet, "What's going on?!"

Song Yuzhang waved his hand, "I need manpower, the more the better."

Just as Shen Chengduo was about to start scolding, he suddenly realized that the car behind Song Yuzhang belonged to the Nie family. He immediately quieted down and asked suspiciously, "What kind of medicine are you selling in this gourd? You have kept it from me for so long."

Song Yuzhang smiled, "Let's bring people with us, just in case, let them all bring their guns."

The bank was completely surrounded, but fortunately, the small door was concealed, it was on the same side as the back door of the department store, so no one would notice, and Song Yuzhang entered the bank smoothly.

It was still early, and it was still pitch black inside the bank. Song Yuzhang walked to the wall and turned on the light with a bang.

The lobby of the bank was clean, without the chaos of yesterday. When the lights were turned on, some employees sleeping in the counter got up in a daze, and after seeing the person coming, they exclaimed: "President!" Immediately shouted: "The president is here!"

Song Qiyuan, who was half asleep and half awake upstairs, immediately stood up. When he saw Song Yuzhang smiling at him downstairs, his heart hung in his stomach that night. Song Qiyuan rushed downstairs and hugged Song Yuzhang directly.

"I knew you'd be back!"

Song Yuzhang patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Why, did third brother think I ran away?"

Song Qiyuan pulled his arm hard, "Bastard, stop joking," he let go of Song Yuzhang, his face full of worry, "The bank will open in two hours, and it won't work if you come back alone!"

"What's the rush, Shen Chengduo, hurry up—"

At [-]:[-], there was already a sea of ​​people outside the bank, and Liao Tiandong said angrily, "Tell the patrol room to maintain order and let the crowd disperse!"

"Hey, good!"

Not long after, people from the patrol room came, blowing whistles and waving batons, abruptly dividing the crowded crowd into two.

The light-colored robe poured down, and Meng Tingjing got out of the car. On the autumn morning, the wind was extremely cool, blowing his slightly long hair, and his beautiful face was expressionless. He looked up at the bank's gilded He squinted his eyes slightly in the harsh light.

Strange to say, he should be feeling happy at this moment, but for some reason, he didn't even feel the slightest feeling in his heart.

Nothing.

Calm, calm to the point of numbness.

Immediately, this place will collapse, and one person will be desperate. That is because he forced him, and he gave him a chance. If he refused, then he cannot be blamed.

Meng Tingjing stood outside the car, staring quietly at the closed door of the bank.

He waited for the door to open, waited for the door to be trampled into powder, he would save him, snatch him out of it, and then he would hold him tightly in his palm, and wring him out of his flesh and blood. Tears, bleeding, and every tear, every drop of blood will belong to him alone.

A good spouse is natural, resentment is forced.

Since you are not born as a couple, then force it.

Eight thirty.

It was finally time for the bank to open, and the crowd was visibly commotioned. Meng Tingjing stood not far from the crowd, watching everything that was about to happen with a blank expression.

The door began to move.

Liao Tiandong waited for a long time, he was the first to rush forward, and other officials also rushed forward.

The people in the patrol room stopped the crowd and said sharply: "What are you arguing about, line up!"

"How can they be advanced?!"

"Get out of the way, we want to withdraw money!"

"We want to withdraw money!"

The hoarse slogans poured into the bank through the crack of the door like waves, and Liao Tiandong and some others stood at the front with sullen faces, waiting for the door to open.

The two gates were completely opened inwards. Liao Tiandong and the others were about to rush in, but they couldn't move a little bit. Everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them.

A pyramid was piled up in the lobby of the bank.

What is extremely dazzling at the bottom is genuine gold. The gold bricks are superimposed on top of each other, dazzling to the point of dazzling. On top of the gold are layer after layer of dollar bills, all the way to the top of the crystal. chandelier.

There was dead silence inside and outside the bank, and the huge amount of wealth shocked everyone's minds. They only had the golden mountain and the person on the top of the golden mountain in their eyes.

Song Yuzhang was alone on the second floor, he smiled slightly, and his voice clearly spread throughout the empty bank, "Who said there is no money in the bank?"