Song Yuzhang

Nie Yinbing is back.

Song Yuzhang was sitting in the car, pointing his toes lightly, but he was thinking about the timing when Nie Yinbing would leave the city.

It was slightly earlier than when he found Nie Xueping.

Nie Xueping's sketches didn't seem to have been drawn at random, it could be seen that they had been carefully thought out, and only after seeing the place did he ask his brother to clear up the bandits along the road.

So, in fact, Nie Xueping had also been thinking about the railway early in the morning.

So what was Nie Xueping thinking when he proposed to build the railway? ——Putting the boat with the flow?Just what he wanted?Still have a tacit understanding?

I don't know, it's hard to say.

In short, Nie Xueping must have planned to build the railway, but he kept it secret and did not reveal his whereabouts.

Without his participation, Nie Xueping might have pretended to cooperate with Meng Tingjing first, and then secretly recruited Liao Tiandong to build a railway. Meng Tingjing said that he promised the chairman of the chamber of commerce. The chairman of the chamber of commerce is not an empty title. They all have the right to make decisions, and they can use this position to attack the Meng family's port at that time...

Song Yuzhang stopped thinking about it when he thought about it.

"If", after thinking about it, it doesn't make much sense.

The reality today is that the Nie, Meng, and Song families are all tied to this railway.

Song Yuzhang actually did not reject Meng Tingjing's participation.

The more people there are, the more chaotic the relationship is, and the more difficult it is to maintain balance, the more beneficial it is for him to play the role of a speculator.

If it wasn't for Nie Xueping, would Meng Tingjing be so honest?

Correspondingly, with Meng Tingjing joining, even if he and Nie Xueping turned against each other because of Nie Yinbing or other reasons in the future, there was no need to worry about offending Nie Xueping.

The subtle scale among them needs to be grasped and used properly, so that he can survive in the situation where two tigers are competing, and at the same time grab the benefits he wants.

When Song Yuzhang returned to Song Zhai, he was greeted by Song Qiyuan who was sleeping in the living room hugging the quilt and yawning.

"Third brother, why are you sleeping here?"

Song Qiyuan rubbed his face with his palm, waved his hand, and said hoarsely, "Water."

Song Qiyuan speculated in stocks all night and made phone calls all night, making his eyes stare and hungry. He drank a glass of water and said, wrapped in a quilt, "Hungry."

Song Yuzhang said: "You are hungry, why don't you ask the kitchen to cook?"

"Master is not up."

When Song Yuzhang was about to say that he should call people up, he was slightly taken aback. Since when did he develop a young master's temper, wanting to order people around without turning his mind?

"I'll help you find something to eat."

Song Yuzhang waved his hand, went to the kitchen to find some bread, and took a can of tea.

Song Qiyuan drank hot tea and ate sandwich bread, his nose sounded a little, "Thank you."

"No thanks," Song Yuzhang sat on a single sofa, raised one leg and lit a cigarette, "You haven't slept all night?"

"Ah."

"Third brother, I hope you will serve some snacks, but you don't have to risk your life like this, your body is more important."

"If I don't risk my life, won't I fail you?" Song Qiyuan swallowed the bread and tightened the quilt around his body, "Don't you also discuss matters with others all night?"

Song Yuzhang took a puff of smoke, "I'm not as noble as you think."

All night is all night, and the discussion is also discussed, and the rest of the time is used to be happy.

Song Qiyuan ate three breads in a row and drank hot tea, and then he shook with satisfaction. Song Yuzhang saw that he looked interesting, threw away the cigarette, and said, "Third brother, come and give me a hug!"

Song Qiyuan said: "Go." The arm connected to the quilt was opened like a roc spreading its wings. Song Yuzhang got into his arms, looked up at his white chin from bottom to top, and said lazily: "I just When I came back, I felt that the whole family belonged to you, the most handsome, and the most suitable for my taste."

After Song Qiyuan heard this, he smiled amusedly, lowered his head and said, "What? Did you see me?"

Song Yuzhang lay on his back, nodded seriously, "Yes."

Song Qiyuan was a little dazed, "Really?"

"Really," Song Yuzhang stretched out his hand, and affectionately approached Song Qiyuan's cheek, "I've never seen such a beautiful little white face like your third brother with permed curly hair."

"roll--"

Song Qiyuan pushed Song Yuzhang out of his quilt with a knee.

Song Yuzhang lay upside down on the sofa, with his legs curled up on the back of the sofa, smiled for a while, and said, "I've changed."

"Changed?" Song Qiyuan lowered his head wrapped in a quilt, Song Yuzhang's head was down, his hair was all hanging in the air, exposing his entire forehead.

"People change, and so do I." Song Qiyuan said.

Song Yuzhang didn't say anything for a long time, and then he sighed slowly. With a slight effort in his waist and abdomen, he sat up again, "Let's go to the bank."

"Are you human? I didn't sleep all night. I went to some bank. I'm going to sleep."

Song Qiyuan stood up wrapped in a quilt, walked with his leather shoes on and said, "I think you have indeed changed, becoming less and less human."

Song Yuzhang fell down again. He closed his eyes and frowned slightly.

The stream of thoughts that morning was running through his mind.

Money and love, he was originally very separated.

Regarding feelings, his judgment is also very simple, like it or not, if you like it, play together, if you don't like it, just pat your ass and leave.

However, what he is thinking now is how to use people's feelings and put interests above feelings, which is undoubtedly more rational and cruel.

what is this?grown up?I don't know if it's good or bad...

Song Yuzhang thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out whether he had become better or worse. If he couldn't figure it out, he was only 20 years old, so there was no need to rush to prune his branches, let him enjoy himself first. Let's grow fast!

Song Yuzhang went to the bank first, and found that everything in the bank was fine, so he took Liu Chu to find Shen Chengduo.

Liu Chu was still not very happy. After Shen Chengduo's men caught him and beat him several times, he held a grudge, and when he heard that Song Yuzhang was going to take him to find Shen Chengduo, his big eyes immediately shone with resentment.

Song Yuzhang covered his eyelashes with his palm, "You can hate anyone, but don't let others see that you hate him, otherwise the other party will take precautions, and your hatred will be in vain."

Liu Chu's eyelashes trembled in his palm, Song Yuzhang put down his hand, seeing that the anger in those big eyes soon disappeared, so he touched the top of Liu Chu's head in relief.

In the car, Song Yuzhang said to him: "Your age is just right for me. You are not too old or too young, and you are smart. You are very suitable to be my family and confidant. I want to cultivate you. Liu Chuanzong used to be such a role, but he I have made enmity with my master, I don't want to be enmity with you, and I don't want to force you to work for me, you can tell me what you want, we will discuss it, if we can agree, you will be my confidant, if we can't agree, let it be .”

Liu Chu bowed his head and said nothing, obviously thinking about something seriously, he thought about it again and again, and said to Song Yuzhang, "I am willing to be your confidant, but I don't want to be your confidant for the rest of my life."

"why?"

"I want to be you too."

"When I?"

"Yes, to be the big boss," Liu Chu said bluntly about his childish ambition, "Then I will find a smart kid like me to be my confidant and work for me."

Song Yuzhang laughed, and touched his hairy chestnut head again, affirming his thoughts, "Yes."

Liu Chu felt that Song Yuzhang belonged to a very rare category among the big bosses he had met—good-looking and reasonable, so he decided to treat Song Yuzhang better and stop secretly scolding Song Yuzhang for giving birth to a child without an asshole.

Liu Chu was still a child after all, when Shen Chengduo came to touch his face with a smile, he still took a big step back in disgust.

"Brother Song, you've raised your child pretty well. You little bastard like a wild dog looks like a young master after cleaning it up."

Song Yuzhang smiled slightly, "Liu Chu was not ugly in the first place."

"Liu Chu? The name is also very nice."

Shen Chengduo was a little jealous, and patted Song Yuzhang's shoulder carelessly, "You can give me a nickname too, it should be nice!"

Song Yuzhang brought Liu Chu to Shen Chengduo to buy guns.

Shen Chengduo said not to sell, but to give away.

Song Yuzhang directly accepted his kindness with a smile, knowing that Shen Chengduo was now firmly on the Song family, and could only please him.

There are many kinds of guns, lying in several boxes side by side, it is dazzling. Song Yuzhang picked a light one at random, and then asked Liu Chu to pick one too.

"I?"

"Choose." Song Yuzhang raised his chin towards the gun box.

Liu Chu immediately rushed forward.

For this murder weapon that can kill instantly, Liu Chu liked it very much in his heart. This kind of liking came from nature, and it was an innate worship of power. He touched the dark and hard barrel of the gun fascinatedly, imagining that he would pick up the gun Sweeping towards those who bullied him and looked down on him, those people were cut down like grass, blood flowed to his feet, soaking his cloth shoes...

Liu Chu shivered excitedly, wishing that there would be a bloody massacre right now.

"Buying guns for kids?"

Shen Chengduo and Song Yuzhang were sitting on the sofa together, holding a cigar in their hands.

"Young? He's ten years old." Song Yuzhang didn't smoke. He smoked early in the morning, and now his throat still feels a little uncomfortable. He just played with a lighter in his hand. "Ten years old should have a decent birthday present. "

Shen Chengduo shook his head, "Kids are playing with guns, be careful not to misfire."

Song Yuzhang raised his voice and said, "Liu Chu, did you hear that? Be careful not to get fired."

Liu Chu replied even louder in his rough voice: "I won't go off fire, I'll cut my own balls if I go off—"

Song Yuzhang looked at Shen Chengduo with a faint smile, and Shen Chengduo shook his head with a cigar in his mouth, "All right, all right, if you dare to swear on your own balls, I will obey him."

When the two were talking and laughing, Shen Chengduo's subordinates came over and whispered something in Shen Chengduo's ear, and Shen Chengduo immediately said to Song Yuzhang: "Brother Song, I'll excuse you first."

Liu Chu couldn't put it down for a long time, and finally chose a very small and pocket-sized snake brand.

"Like this?"

Liu Chu shook his head, "It's not that I like it, but this one is the most convenient one. When I grow up and have more strength, I can change to a better gun."

Song Yuzhang said: "Maybe you will have to rely on your own ability to get a better one then."

Liu Chu agreed, "Okay."

Song Yuzhang asked him if he would shoot. Liu Chu said that he had seen people shoot, but had never tried it himself. Song Yuzhang beckoned and asked one of Shen Chengduo's men to go to the yard to teach Liu Chu how to shoot.

Regarding buying a gun, Song Yuzhang admitted that he only thought of it after hearing Nie Yinbing's name in bed last night.

Being pointed at with a gun, especially by someone like Nie Yinbing, is really not a pleasant experience. It can be said that it was the closest Song Yuzhang felt to death.

Little Cherry was killed by a stray bullet, and he was also afraid of guns.

Although he doesn't like guns, I'm afraid it's better to prepare one yourself.

Nie Yinbing was very dissatisfied, and at the same time was not surprised by Shen Chengduo's incompetence.

So many people couldn't find it, and Shen Chengduo only had two eyes, two arms and two legs, and he didn't have three heads and six arms, so it was normal that he couldn't find it.

Shen Chengduo said: "Second Master Nie, forgive me for asking too much. You said that the man's name is Zhao Jianfang. Could it be that this name is fake?"

"will not."

"Oh."

Nie Yinbing took two steps, then stopped, and looked at Shen Chengduo solemnly, "Jianfang is just a coward, not a complete liar."

Shen Chengduo was also awed now, thinking that the Nie family raised such a pure-minded second master, he was really amazed.

When the two walked out of the guest room, Nie Yinbing heard the gunshots and glanced back keenly.

Shen Chengduo was surprised by his murderous eyes again, and hurriedly said: "Song Wuye came to play with guns here, it's all right."

Song Wuye...it's him again!

Nie Yinbing turned his face away in disgust, and was about to take a step but couldn't do so.

Such a dirty person, Nie Bonian is a child, so it’s okay to get close to him a few times if he is ignorant, Nie Xueping is such a big person, there are so many men and women in Haizhou who don’t want it, why did he choose this one?

Nie Yinbing felt that his elder brother was always upright and prudent, and he had never made any mistakes. There was no doubt that it was Song Wuye's problem, which confused Nie Xueping and his son.

Nie Yinbing's killing intent was very simple, and at the same time, he did not show any signs of expression, "I'll go and have a look."

Nie Yinbing carried three guns with him, one on each side of his waist, and a pocket gun hidden in his sleeve.

The yard is at the right back of the guest room. Nie Yinbing moved his footsteps. The first thing he saw was a few members of the Shen family's guards. Seeing the two approaching, he consciously moved away. After they moved away, a tall and straight figure appeared. Beside him stood a child, shooting into sandbags piled up ahead.

Nie Yinbing felt that this back figure was a little familiar, a little strangely familiar, even though it was strange, he still slid out the gun from his sleeve and dropped it into his palm.

Shen Chengduo was grinning and wanted to introduce the two of them, when seeing Nie Yinbing raised his gun, he panicked and said, "Second Young Master!"

As soon as he shouted, the two people whose backs were turned to them also turned their faces.

As soon as Liu Chu turned his head, he saw a strange man pointing a gun at Song Yuzhang, and immediately pointed the gun at the man without thinking, "What are you doing!"

Shen Chengduo was stunned for a moment, and quickly pressed Nie Yinbing's arm, "Second Young Master, Second Young Master Nie, I have something to say—"

Nie Yinbing stared blankly at the face in his memory, and his gaze deeply imprinted the person from eyebrows to eyes, from nose to lips inch by inch. For a moment, he didn't know whether it was sadness or joy, or Pain is hate.

He was a little confused, but also a little strange, all kinds of emotions came to his mind, and he only merged into one thought like sleepwalking: "Why did you lose weight?"