Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 167: Since this is a request, how much does it cost?
The house phone in Song's living room has been revoked.
Everyone's phone is turned off, too.
The atmosphere was so heavy and pitiful that it almost made asphyxiation.
"Open door! Don't be a coward! Song Chunsheng, please come out and explain clearly. If you don't clean up the dirt in your house, it will bring bad luck to the company. How do you bear the loss?" our shareholders!"
"You don't even understand what's going on in your backyard, what kind of chairman are you still doing? Retreat immediately! Don't occupy the carrot hole if you don't have the skills!"
"We know you're inside! Open the door quickly! If there is no explanation for this matter, I will never end up with you!"
The phone can be closed, and the door can be blocked.
But it could not block the sound from outside.
The people who crowded in front of the Song family villa were all corporate shareholders and project investors.
The Song family seemed to be facing a besieged situation from all sides, and everyone knocked down the wall.
After all, Song Chunsheng had been standing in the mall for decades and also had a storm. Faced with this situation, he made the quickest choice.
"Contact newspapers and reporters, and issue statements to the outside world. The Song Family knew nothing about what Song Ziyun had done. From today onwards, the Song family will cut ties with Song Ziyun. Everything he did outside would be borne by himself!" She said. Saying.
Song Ziyu was startled at first, and wanted to say something, but after muttering for a while, she fell silent again.
Not because he was cruel, but because of the current situation of the Song family, it was only in this way that this matter could be resolved as quickly as possible.
As for Ziyun... Song Ziyu suppressed her guilt.
The evidence of what he did was convincing, and he could not escape no matter what. Rather than dying together, it was better for the Song family gecko to be cut off by its tail.
After breaking off the relationship, Ziyun's fault could no longer be blamed on the Song family.
At that time, neither the Yan family nor the company's shareholders had any reason to continue blaming the Song family.
It took a while for the company to get back on track.
Fang Ru did not say anything, but she was not surprised by Song Chunsheng's decision.
There is, but sorrow over the death of rabbits and foxes.
When something happened, Song Chunsheng could even give up his own daughter, let alone his wife who had no blood relation to him?
To Song Chunsheng, she was just a marriage victim who could provide benefits for him.
Sometimes he deeply doubted that a person like Song Chunsheng had no heart at all.
…
The statement of Song's family appeared on the pages of a major newspaper that afternoon.
At the same time, Song Chunsheng also got Fu Yanchi's phone number, and tried to call to meet him, but was rejected.
After calling again, the other party did not even answer his connection.
The Song family villa's study room.
The study room curtain was half open, the incoming light was not too bright, and the entire study room looked gloomy and gloomy.
In front of a high-end solid wood table, Song Chunsheng sat up and stood with Song Ziyu and his son, and an unreachable phone was thrown aside.
"Dad, Fu Yanchi is not easy to get along with. If you meet him in person like this, he might not want to meet." Seeing her father's despair, Song Ziyu hesitated for a long time before she said reluctantly, "But there's one person, you're dating through him, Fu Yanchi definitely won't refuse."
"Who?" Song Chunsheng raised his head, his anxious eyes finally seeing a hint of clarity.
“Song Yueliang.”
These three words annihilated the light that had just appeared in Song Chunsheng's eyes, and suppressed his anger with a grim face, "Do you think Song Yueliang will help us?"
Saying this answer is ridiculous!
This is a relationship that I can't wait for the Song family to be destroyed!
Looking for Yueliang's Song? Wouldn't it be sent to the door to stab people with knives?
Song Ziyu scratched her hair impatiently, "Then what else can we do? Fu Yanchi didn't even answer our phone calls. It was better to go to Song Yueliang's place to try rather than wait for death, right? Dad, we've issued a statement, but the anger of the shareholders has not subsided, so many concerns about the cooperation of Party B are not gone yet, we can't wait!"
Does he like to call Song Yueliang?
He wished he didn't need to see Song Yueliang again in his life!
But many things had developed to this point, for the sake of the overall situation, they had to bow their heads!
“Song Yueliang has a very close relationship with Fu Yanchi. As he studied, he fought for Fu Yanchi many times.” After calming down a bit, Song Ziyu explained, “At that time, the relationship between the two of them was often discussed behind the scenes. Although Fu Yanchi then went abroad, that friendship in the past could not be easily erased if you asked Song Yueliang to help you establish the bridge, Fu Yanchi would definitely appear."
After a pause, he said again, "Song Yueliang will humiliate us. I'm sure, if he makes any request, if it's within our capabilities, we'll have to agree to it first. The most important thing is to stabilize the situation ahead of us."
Song Chunsheng did not speak, his complexion was deep, and there was light and shadow twinkling in his eyes.
…
Exactly four o'clock in the afternoon.
Tai Fung Real Estate Tower.
Song Yueliang had just finished a planning meeting, and when she walked out of the meeting room, she heard Chen Mo's report. Song Chunsheng, Song Ziyu and his son came directly to the company to request a meeting.
Due to the other party's identity and Song Yueliang's position as acting director, Chen Mo did not let him hang in the first floor lobby, but arranged to wait in the tea room on the third floor for the guests.
“President Song, do you want to bring him here now?” Chen Mo asked.
Song Yueliang slightly pursed her red lips, her eyes thin and cold, "Please come to my office."
Seeing him like this, Chen Mo immediately understood.
There is no need to refuse people who come to provide benefits.
Please leave immediately.
A few minutes later.
Sitting in a simple and elegant office, Song Chunsheng finally felt a mixed feeling as he looked at the smiling woman sitting opposite him.
He never expected that someday, he would ask for this princess.
“Song Dong, Song Shao, drink tea.” Song Yueliang personally poured a cup of tea for each of them, and pushed him in front of them, "Qianfeng Xuelian, it tastes good."
He does his best to be a guest, and they should know how to be a guest.
Song Chunsheng took his teacup and took a sip, drinking it with great bitterness.
Putting down his teacup, he raised his eyes in a serious manner, "Yueliang, we are not outsiders, so modesty will remain awake. You must have guessed the purpose of me and your brother coming here today."
Not an outsider?
Your brother?
Song Yueliang smiled lightly, raised her eyes, and smiled at the man opposite her, "I disagree with Song Dong's words, Song Yueliang's Song, and Song Dong's Song weren't written in a single blow. Are you you, I am me. After all, Song Dong was an old Jianghu, and his mind was not something a beginner like me could guess. Let's talk directly, the prefix is omitted.”
Being choked, Song Chunsheng's expression turned ugly for a moment.
Before he came, he knew that a confrontation with Song Yueliang would not be easy.
"Alright, then I'll say it in person, I want to meet Fu Yanchi, you make an appointment for me, and the time is set tonight, at Hongyu Restaurant."
“Is this a command or a request?” The woman raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile.
Song Chunsheng was silent for a moment, gritting his teeth, "Request."
“Easy to say if it's a request, because it's a request, what's the price?”