Song Yuzhang

Liao Tiandong never dreamed that there would be such a good thing. He thought that he could only choose one of the two, and if he chose one, he would definitely offend the other. In the end, he also admitted that he had to make a decision when it was time to make a decision. By choosing to stand on the side of the alliance between the Nie and Song families, he was ready to accept revenge from the Meng family.

Unexpectedly, Meng Tingjing suddenly changed his temperament and came to the door on his own initiative, not to seek revenge, but to cooperate in injecting funds into the construction of the railway.

"Building the railway is a good thing. As a Haizhou person, I should also contribute a little bit."

Meng Tingjing said it lightly, and Liao Tiandong was terrified when he heard it.

"This..." Liao Tiandong stretched out his hand to touch the teacup but it was empty, and then he said as if awakened from a dream, "Come here, serve the tea."

Liao Tiandong has also dealt with Meng Tingjing for more than two years, and has personally seen how Meng Tingjing punishes his subordinates. Although he is not Meng Tingjing's subordinate, he is also very afraid of Meng Tingjing's extremely harsh behavior.

One time of infidelity is not used a hundred times, and under Meng Tingjing's hands, one cannot make a single mistake. This time, he changed the lintel quietly. Even if Meng Tingjing wanted to kill him, he would not be surprised. He has been extra careful these days , just because he was afraid that he would die on the street.

After all, the Transportation Bureau is no better than the top, and there are not many tough people around to protect it. This official is really not tough enough.

Liao Tiandong suspected that there was a fraud, and after letting the servant serve tea, he gathered his clothes, raised one leg, licked his dry lower lip, blinked his eyes a few times, stretched out his hand and said, "Drink tea first, Drink tea."

Meng Tingjing adjusted the hem of his robe, held the teacup in his hand, and said calmly: "Director Liao, don't worry, I'm very sincere, if not, I don't have to come to the door in person."

Liao Tiandong nodded, feeling sweat dripping from his forehead, "Yes, yes."

The two discussed for half an hour, and Liao Tiandong finally believed that Meng Tingjing not only planned to let him go, but also really wanted to participate in the construction of this railway.

Liao Tiandong said very implicitly: "Boss Meng is so virtuous, he really surprised me, Liao, haha, surprise."

"It's not a matter of high morals," Meng Tingjing put down the hem of her robe, and said with a light smile, "But the general trend is the trend, and it's all about following the trend. Railways and seaports should perform their duties, and it's not a life-and-death relationship. Haizhou's transportation is developed, and I'm very pleased , Director Liao, you are also considering the overall situation, I can understand."

Liao Tiandong couldn't believe that these words came from Meng Tingjing's mouth. His scalp was itchy, and he endured it again and again, but couldn't help stretching out his hand and scratching his head, "Yes, yes, thank you, Boss Meng, as long as Boss Meng understands. Just understand."

On the racecourse, the sky was high and there was no wind. Song Yuzhang sat on the horse, condescendingly looking at Meng Tingjing from a distance. After the initial surprise, he immediately recovered his composure and said to Liao Tiandong: "Director Liao, this is really a surprise. gone."

Liao Tiandong laughed, "Who says it's not, President Song, please ride the horse slowly first, come down and drink tea together."

Song Yuzhang looked back at Nie Xueping, Nie Xueping looked indifferent, Song Yuzhang turned around, and smiled at Liao Tiandong, "Then respect is worse than obedience."

Song Yuzhang dismounted first, followed by Nie Xueping.

Liao Tiandong said: "Boss Meng is very sincere, and is willing to pay 5000 million US dollars first."

Song Yuzhang took the rein of the horse and stroked the horse's belly, "Oh?"

"Yes, not only that, Boss Meng also has people under his command, who came back from studying in Germany and have a lot of experience in building railways."

"I see."

Song Yuzhang looked back at Nie Xueping again, and Nie Xueping said, "Let's sit down and talk first."

Song Yuzhang and Nie Xueping handed the horse to Ma Tong, and walked towards Meng Tingjing who was waiting at the fence while talking and laughing with Liao Tiandong.

"Brother Meng."

Song Yuzhang greeted first.

"President Song."

Meng Tingjing nodded slightly, then looked at Nie Xueping again, "Mr. Nie."

"Boss Meng."

The faces of the few people are very peaceful, but Liao Tiandong knows that there must be an undercurrent. He is not a fool. He can see that there is a conflict between the Nie Song family and the Meng family. Otherwise, who is the news that the Song family bank is in short supply? put it?Who is harmed by the joint support of the Nies and Songs for the construction of the railway?Some things just need to be well known. Shopping malls are like battlefields. There are no permanent friends and no permanent enemies.

As far as he is concerned, it would be great if the three families could maintain the superficial peace. He couldn't help but fight openly and secretly. He could also watch the drama from the sidelines and benefit from it. In this way, no matter whether he advances or retreats, he is invincible anyway. .

Liao Tiandong knew very well that as long as he was there, the three of them could only pretend that nothing had happened even if they wanted to kill each other with a single shot, and he was also happy to pretend that he didn't know the undercurrent.

"Come on, sit down, there is no good tea in this racecourse, but the master who makes the tea is good at kung fu, and it tastes very good."

The four of them sat under a large parasol, and an old man over fifty years old was making tea slowly.

Of course, Liao Tiandong was really relaxed, he didn't know what happened to the other three.

"Haizhou's business is getting more and more prosperous now, and sea transportation alone is no longer enough. The railway is built for everyone's benefit. Boss Meng has been contributing a lot to Haizhou's shipping," Liao Tiandong looked at Nie Xueping and Song Yuzhang on the left, "Mr. Nie , Mr. Song, you are also insightful people who have worked hard for the development of Haizhou. Boss Meng has always supported the development of Haizhou. The textile factory is doing very well now, and the output is higher than that of the foreign yarn factory. , the three of you are together, that is—" Liao Tiandong moved his left and right hands together to make a circle gesture, "A strong alliance can achieve twice the result with half the effort."

He had a happy face, but Meng Tingjing and Nie Xueping both had indifferent expressions. Only Song Yuzhang had a faint smile on his face as a compliment, "Director Liao is overrated, and my ability is the worst. I dare not compare with the two of you."

"Eh--"

Liao Tiandong waved his hand exaggeratedly, "President Song, I have seen your courage and demeanor before, and I admire Liao very much." He turned his head to look to the right, "Boss Meng, President Song can also use a sword," and turned to look to the left , "I don't think the sword flower is any worse than Xiaofengxian...Hey, President Song, are you British? British people also like to listen to operas. I think you are a child."

"Family love drama." Song Yuzhang said briefly.

Meng Tingjing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly turned her face away, "Do you know how to use a sword?"

Song Yuzhang smiled and nodded slightly.

"Why haven't I seen it?" Meng Tingjing said calmly.

As soon as these words came out, even Liao Tiandong, who had been active all the time, felt awkward and strange. Meng Tingjing asked this question too naturally, with a different kind of intimacy, as if the two were very familiar. He should know Song Yuzhang like the back of his hand. Liao Tiandong How does it sound so weird to position these two people as enemies who are "at odds with each other"?

Song Yuzhang answered the wrong question: "I haven't used it for a long time, and my hand is born. I am grateful to Director Liao for giving me a little bit of face. I don't want to dislike it. It is still far behind Xiaofengxian."

Liao Tiandong chuckled, and then realized that he was unknowingly comparing Song Yuzhang with an actor, but seeing that Song Yuzhang had never shown any displeasure, he felt a little more at ease.

After the tea was boiled, cups were poured out, and the strong fragrance of tea surrounded the people like clouds. Liao Tiandong took the teacup first, "Today is a good day, why don't I use tea instead of wine to respect the three who are dedicated to the construction of the Haizhou Railway?" support."

Meng Tingjing has picked up the teacup in front of her.

Neither Song Yuzhang nor Nie Xueping moved.

I don't know what Nie Xueping thought, but Song Yuzhang was quite surprised by Meng Tingjing's move. He thought that with Meng Tingjing's usual personality, it was impossible to adopt such a gentle compromise, or the two sides would have to fight head-on. However, after thinking about it a little, Song Yuzhang Can't help but admire Meng Tingjing's brilliant decision.

The construction of the railway is imperative, no matter how much Meng Tingjing obstructs it, he can only postpone it, absolutely powerless to prevent the union of the Nie and Song families.

Instead of this, it is better to push the boat with the current, take retreat as an advance, and participate in the construction of the railway. The Meng family now controls the shipping, and who knows that he will not be able to control the railway in Haizhou in the future?

In such a short period of time, Meng Tingjing can still make such a calm and accurate judgment under the situation of bearing the pain of losing his father, which really makes Song Yuzhang dare not underestimate it.

Meng Tingjing may not be a good lover, but she must be an excellent businessman and a formidable opponent.

In front of him was the tea smoke, Song Yuzhang half leaned on the chair, lazily stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup, and looked at Meng Tingjing, "Boss Meng, today I will replace wine with tea, I hope we can work together in the future."

"well."

Liao Tiandong didn't wait for Meng Tingjing to speak, first agreed for him, and then looked at Nie Xueping eagerly, and Nie Xueping also reached out to pick up the teacup under his gaze.

Liao Tiandong was overjoyed and said without hesitation: "Cheers, cheers!"

The cups of several people respect each other from a distance, do not touch each other, their eyes collide with each other, and they are restrained with their own thoughts. The taste of the tea is bitter or sweet, and each taste has a different taste.

The matter was settled, Liao Tiandong stood up, shook his hands and stomped his feet, "It's going to be cold in the next day, such a good time is not much, the winter in Haizhou is really cold, let's take advantage of this good time Weather, I have to take it easy, President Song, Boss Nie, were you two racing horses when you came here just now?"

"It's a horse race, just run casually," Song Yuzhang also stood up, pulled his gloves, and said with a smile, "Mr. Nie refuses to teach, Director Liao, why don't we try and compare?"

"Okay."

Liao Tiandong waved his hand, "Wait until I get back from changing clothes." Humming in a playful tone, he went inside to change his riding clothes contentedly.

Among the four people in the audience, only Liao Tiandong was really happy. Song Yuzhang looked at his back, and his heart was very peaceful. Only the grass on the wall can stand upright, old fox.

Song Yuzhang withdrew his gaze, and when he was about to take a step, a long leg stretched out out of thin air in front of his knee to stop him.

Song Yuzhang's lowered eyes slowly shifted to the right, and said with a faint smile, "Boss Meng, what does this mean?"

"I'll compare with you." Meng Tingjing said.

"race?"

"good."

Song Yuzhang smiled.

"Why," Meng Tingjing said calmly, "Don't you dare?"

Song Yuzhang said: "There's nothing you dare not do. Boss Meng wants to compare, so let's do it."

"There must be a lottery in the competition, right?"

"What kind of prize does Boss Meng want?"

Meng Tingjing put down her long legs, stared at Song Yuzhang's smiling face, and the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked. It was a cold smile rather than a soft smile. She stared straight at Song Yuzhang, "Come here, and I'll tell you again."

Song Yuzhang didn't move, his fingers were crossed, and the black gloves were glued together, making a "creaking" sound. He seemed to be thinking about whether to agree, or he seemed to be about to take off his gloves. Just as he was hesitating, Nie Xueping's calm voice came from behind.

"Boss Meng, why don't I accompany you?"