Song Yuzhang

"Rumours came from nowhere yesterday that our bank was short and there was no money in it," Song Yuzhang turned his face and walked downstairs slowly. The golden mountain cut his silhouette obliquely at both ends of the light and shadow. They all hit him in the face, "The people who spread the rumors have sinister intentions. Yesterday, in order to avoid a riot in the bank, they had to close the market early."

Song Yuzhang had already walked downstairs, and the bank bodyguards in the dark and the servants of Shen Nie's family were staring at him urgently.

Song Yuzhang stood in front of everyone calmly, "The bank will never be in short supply, and it will never let down the trust of every depositor." Song Yuzhang stretched out his arms. He was no more than a grain of sand in the Ganges River in front of that golden mountain, but everyone's eyes were no longer there. Consciously transferred everything from that golden mountain to him, "If I, Song Yuzhang, are here for a day, my bank will never fail to withdraw money!"

Song Yuzhang put down his hands and said to everyone: "Please take out the quarterly balance that is due, and take it if you want to take it before it's due. Don't worry, the market was closed early yesterday, and today our bank will be transparent for you to withdraw money all night! Please also Don't worry, take your time, don't get hurt, then you will really be fooled by someone with a heart."

At the end of Song Yuzhang's speech, he looked at Liao Tiandong who was rushing forward with a half-smile. Liao Tiandong's face turned red and white, coughed lightly, and waved his hands: "This, um, this, the people first, the people first, I will, er, today , don’t take it for now, don’t worry about it, don’t worry about it.”

Liao Tiandong turned around and left. The people in the front row were moved by the news and left immediately. They also believed the rumors, so they were a little embarrassed, they rushed and walked quickly.

"How did they go?"

"There's money in the bank!"

"Huh? Rich?"

"There's money! Just pile it up in the lobby of the bank, Jinshan!"

"Really?"

There were too many outsiders in the bank, the one at the front passed the message to the one at the back, and the one at the back yelled something to the one at the front.

The people in the patrol room were also dumbfounded. Song Yuzhang said politely: "I'll trouble you guys to maintain order here. I'll treat you to tea later."

The bank bodyguards hiding in the dark also came out to surround Jinshan, and the rest of the servants came out to help guide the crowd into the bank.

The first batch of people who entered the bank were stunned by the magnificent Jinshan. The few who originally wanted to withdraw the money were dumbfounded and didn't know whether to withdraw it. They tentatively withdrew the money, but they still couldn't believe it , Pointing to Jinshan, said: "Isn't all the money piled up there? Where did the money come from?"

The bank clerk smiled slightly, "Those are just a drop in the bucket from the treasury, there is plenty of money, you can take it with confidence."

Batch after batch of people withdrew money went out, and when the fifth batch was withdrawn, people inside and outside finally believed that the Song Bank had money!What a big mountain of gold!rich!Some people who heard the news and came to withdraw money hesitated for a while, and finally after the first person who gritted his teeth and left, the bank's outlier group also started.

The run-on crowd slowly dispersed, and some even withdrew early and wanted to deposit again, but the bank staff said unceremoniously: "The bank will lower the interest rate starting from next quarter, you should think about it before depositing."

"Huh? Lower interest rates, why?"

"What else are you asking? The rumor yesterday was clearly jealous of our bank. Don't dare, you can't afford to offend. The interest rate has been lowered. If you don't want to deposit, you can change it."

"Change it!"

The man took the money and turned around to leave. The person behind him asked urgently, "How much is the reduction?"

"Not much, a little half."

"So much?"

"Sir, the half-cut is more than other banks, right? There's nothing you can do about it. You can see clearly what happened yesterday and today. I won't say much about it. Our president is also disappointed." where……"

"Hey, do you want to save it?" The people behind heard this anxiously, "If you don't save it, go later, why are there so many words, I save it, and the interest rate is lowered, right? I save it, the world is so chaotic, many banks have closed down, can you It would be nice to get some interest!"

Song Yuzhang had been standing in front of Jinshan in the hall for a full half an hour. He beckoned, and Liu Chuanzong, who hadn't closed his eyes all night, came over, "Send someone down and move all the money to the treasury."

"Yes."

Carrying banknotes is another wonderful sight. The people who withdraw the money see the mountain of banknotes being moved away little by little. The people carrying the money are going up, and they have not left the bank. The counter for withdrawing money is orderly and leisurely. It really settled down.

"The interest rate has dropped?"

"It's dropped. It's really hard for the bank to live in such a mess outside, but don't worry, although the interest rate has been reduced, as long as our bank is in business and our president is in one day, you can withdraw it anytime, anywhere, and you won't be charged a penny of interest." Miss you."

People's eyes unconsciously fell on the man sitting in the bank.

Tall, handsome, with a gentle smile, a chic expression, and sharp eyes.

Such a person has the magic power to make people believe in him involuntarily.

The turmoil subsided, and orderly order was restored in the bank. The announcement of the reduction in interest rates had been carried out by someone, and it was standing on the gold mountain that had been piled up just now, but everyone glanced at it and then looked away flatly.

Song Yuzhang was about to turn around and go upstairs, but saw a person walking in from outside the bank, with a light-colored robe and a gorgeous face. When Song Yuzhang saw him, he stopped and smiled slightly, "You are here."

Meng Tingjing seemed to have lost a lot of weight. Once her jade-like face became thinner, it became a bit gloomy. Her eyes were extremely bright and energetic. Two points of cold light shot out, piercing Song Yuzhang's face like sharp arrows.

Song Yuzhang smiled and said, "Have you been standing outside for a long time, are you tired? Go upstairs and sit down?"

Meng Tingjing stared at him for a long time, Song Yuzhang generously let him see that his face is radiant today, and every part of him can withstand scrutiny.

"President," someone behind him reported, "money and gold have been moved into the vault."

"it is good."

Song Yuzhang nodded slightly, and waved to Meng Tingjing, "I'm busy, let's talk about it later." He turned around, turned his face and whispered to the staff beside him, but within a few steps, his arm was grabbed, and his footsteps At the same time as the pause, attendants from Shen and Nie's family rushed in from all directions in the dark. Song Yuzhang glanced at the crowd, indicating that they were all right, and then looked back at Meng Tingjing.

Meng Tingjing still had no expression on her face, only her eyes seemed to have a thousand words, and there should be no good words among them.

Song Yuzhang is open-minded by nature, and has always been against others, walking in the rivers and lakes, why bother?Forming good karma is the way to save life.

It's just that the fate with Meng Tingjing is really not a good fate, it can only be called a bad fate.

Song Yuzhang stretched out his other hand to pinch Meng Tingjing's arm, and said gently, "Go up and talk."

Seeing Meng Tingjing's indifferent face, he lowered his voice, with a slight smile in his voice, "Just listen to me, good Tingjing."

"President."

"Hello, President."

Song Yuzhang smiled and nodded to the staff passing by, "It's hard work."

He went upstairs briskly, pushed open the door of the office, turned around and said to Meng Tingjing, "Please come in."

Meng Tingjing walked into the office, and slowly looked around the office, finally falling on the dazzling pigeon blood stone on the desk.

Song Yuzhang noticed his gaze and said calmly, "Is that from you?"

Song Yuzhang walked over and stroked the pigeon blood stone, "It's big and beautiful, I like it very much."

Song Yuzhang sat down on the seat, took a sip from the teacup next to him, the tea was overnight cold tea, Song Yuzhang didn't pay much attention to it, but felt refreshed, pointed to the seat in front of him, "Sit."

Meng Tingjing didn't move, stood not far from him, and said slowly, "Where did you get the money?"

Song Yuzhang lowered his head and smiled, "It seems that the person you sent to monitor was not good enough. They didn't notice that I drove away from the bank yesterday afternoon. Don't blame him. I was driving Song Qiyuan's car, and I was leaving the bank. It's not his fault that he didn't look at the door."

"I ask you, where did the money come from?"

Meng Tingjing said again.

Song Yuzhang lowered his head, slowly folded his hands, and said unhurriedly: "Ting Jing, what do you think?"

Meng Tingjing hurried over and pressed his palms on his desk. The pigeon blood stone trembled with the force, and said in an interrogative tone, "I'll ask again, where did you get the money?"

Song Yuzhang's eyes fell on the shining pigeon blood stone, and his tone was soft and slow, "I went to Nie's house yesterday afternoon." He raised his eyelashes and met Meng Tingjing's eyes, which were red, " ... passed the night."

Song Yuzhang has seen Meng Tingjing angry a lot. Meng Tingjing has a bad temper, and he is cold-eyed even in trivial matters. He is beautiful, so when he gets angry, he is like a peony blooming in Song Yuzhang's eyes. It is also very cute and pitiful, which makes people unbearable. Stop coaxing him, and tease him again.

It's just that now, Song Yuzhang can no longer appreciate any beauty of Meng Tingjing. At this moment, in his eyes, Meng Tingjing is just a pure canthus cracked, fierce and furious.

"You'd rather..." Meng Tingjing's lips trembled, obviously unable to continue. After her lips kept trembling, she insisted on gritting her teeth and spit out the rest of the words, "Nor..."

Song Yuzhang was quiet for a while, then raised his eyes and smiled at Meng Tingjing, "Don't be angry, I was just joking with you."

The expression on Meng Tingjing's face was stiff, a kind of blankness and humor mixed between anger and joy, even though Song Yuzhang didn't like him at all, he couldn't help but sighed softly in his heart.

He admitted that Meng Tingjing was an entangled poisonous snake, and also admitted that Meng Tingjing really liked him.

This "like" may not be beautiful, but Song Yuzhang will not deny its existence.

"Ting Jing, you can attack, and I can fight back. Things are fair, and I won this game," Song Yuzhang said seriously, "In business, if you are not convinced by Ting Jing, you are welcome to make another move. I will wait and see. .”

Meng Tingjing still stared at him intently, and after a while, he said, "Are you talking about business?"

Song Yuzhang looked back at him, "Yes, it's business talking business."

The four eyes met each other, one pair of eyes was covered with bloodshot eyes, the pupils were glittering with a glint of light, and the other pair of eyes were black and white, but they were indifferent and calm.

Losing or winning is already doomed.

Meng Tingjing slowly moved his hands away from the table. He is a smart man, and even when a smart man is stupid, his heart is like a mirror. Cold words like “Business Talks Business” take everything away in one stroke.

Ridiculous, too ridiculous.

Meng Tingjing turned around.

Song Yuzhang also stood up, walked around the desk and walked behind Meng Tingjing, "I'll see you off."

Meng Tingjing turned his face to look at him, Song Yuzhang looked calm, and there was a hint of worry in the gentleness between his brows.

Worried about him?

He also knew that he was completely defeated, a complete and pitiful loser?

Meng Tingjing's eyes turned red, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Song Yuzhang's neck, and pushed him down on the sofa without saying a word, with indescribable anger and pain in his eyes, he lowered his head and kissed Song Yuzhang's lips forcefully.

Under Meng Tingjing's rage, he was biting. Song Yuzhang was neither interested in "talking" with him, nor was he interested in fighting with him. Seeing that Meng Tingjing had become crazy like this, he calmed down and let Meng Tingjing handle it. He bit it, and when Meng Tingjing got up, he smiled and said, "Ting Jing, do you love me that much?"

Meng Tingjing looked at his red and swollen lips, and felt very sad that his current behavior was like a mad dog, which was very ugly. He didn't understand why he had fallen into this embarrassing appearance, and his palms twitched. Shaking down, Meng Tingjing stopped talking, turned around and left before she completely lost control.

After the others left, Song Yuzhang was still lying on the sofa, crossed his legs lazily, touched his neck, licked his bitten mouth, put his arms under his head, and looked at the ceiling, Worryingly said: "Crazy rabbit, poisonous snake, hey, you love me so much... If a person is born too handsome, it is really a sin..."

Realizing that the more he thought about it, the more narcissistic he became, Song Yuzhang got goosebumps all over his body, sat up quickly, and poured all the cold tea on the table into his stomach.