Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 218: Look for Song Yueliang, bet against each other
"People, swans, singing to the sky..."
"White hair floating in green water..."
"Anthurium produces clear waves!"
Qi Qi grabbed his little butt, and while singing a poem, carefully dug a wild lily under the rock crevice, and put it in a small flower pot with soil.
Winters are cold, but lilies bloom very well. The green leaves have sprouted white flower buds, vibrating in the sun, smooth and beautiful.
“Why do you have to dig such beautiful flowers?” Qi Qi tilted his head, thinking it was a pity, "Good to also grow in the crevices of the stone. Not only are the flowers beautiful, even the rocks are beautiful."
“Because this flower does not match its group.” An old voice rang out behind Qi Qi, and Mr. Tang approached slowly with a small wooden bucket, and the sound of a fallen fish was still heard inside the bucket.
Seeing him, Qi Qi hurriedly stood up and called Grandpa Tang politely.
Walking in front of the baby, Mr. Tang patted his little head, "Put the flower pot by the roadside, and someone will come to pick it up and throw it away later."
“Are you going to plant lilies elsewhere?” Qi Qi did not understand what to do.
Elder Tang agreed to his words, without further explanation, "Come, go to the kitchen with Grandpa Tang, we have fish to eat again today."
"okay!" Qiqi replied as she picked up the daffodil flower pot and placed it on the edge of the blue-colored walkway, gently touching the white flower buds of the daffodil with her small hands, “Grandfather Tang will definitely give you a better home., when Qiqi comes next time, maybe I can see you blooming."
After speaking to Hua Guduo, Qiqi ran towards the old man, extending her small hand to help the old man lift the small wooden bucket.
Because it was too short, the baby walked on tiptoes to carry buckets, staggered along the way, making his little face flushed red.
Old Tang saw her and became interested.
People are getting older, and they especially like submissive children.
Does not like disobedience.
When Tang Zheng found the kitchen, the old and the young were scraping the scales of the fish themselves.
Moreover, the little ones who help almost in every command and action, serious and attentive, do not even know if there are fish scales on his little face.
"Let me do it." The man took over the rest of his work. Compared to the awkward father and two fathers earlier, his movements were as skillful as a master.
Mr. Tang sat on the bench with a stick in his hand, his eyes narrowed with a smile, "Just Qiqi left the narcissist pot on the banks of the Huanxi River, you can move it outside the teahouse later."
"Hm." The man did not ask why.
Every flower and grass in Xianren Villa was a precious variety.
Mr. Tang had no tolerance for the sand in his eyes, and never allowed cheap items into the village, so as not to degrade the style and quality here.
Those wild flowers and plants, as long as they are still growing, will be uprooted and discarded, or collected and burned.
That wild narcissist could be nurtured by him, it must be because of Qiqi.
"Also, when Yueliang came to pick her up in the afternoon, let her be more careful, Song Chunsheng won't last long."
"okay."
“Can't you say a few more words?”
"know."
Old Tang laughed and snorted, and greeted Qi Qi, "Go, take a walk with Grandpa Tang, you are much sweeter than the edge of that wood."
Qiqi took off her soft little jacket when she had just worked, and after being greeted, she picked up her jacket and followed behind the old man.
Eggy looked at her small order, her eyebrows raised high, and she was a little annoyed.
“The old man is very cunning, he is different from your great-grandfather.”
"What difference? Grandfather Tang was the same as grandfather, both were in their seventies, and their hair was as white as snow." Qiqi disagreed with Dandan's words, and defended in a low voice.
It was fine for him to remain silent, but when he let out a voice, Xiao Tuo was arrested again as a chicken coop, and the voice of the young man seemed annoyed, "Who am I closer to? You don't even believe my words? Little boy, what was the time of your rebellion?" Isn't it too early?"
“Of course Eggy is closer, I believe what you said, but we have to make sense..” Before Eggy gets angry again, Qiqi asks her soul again, “Eggy, what time of rebellion is that?”
Eggy snorted, the little boy is getting cunning now.
start to know how to change the subject.
“Rebellion time is when you are not obedient!”
“Then Dandan, are you also in a time of rebellion? You have never heard the words Qiqi.”
“Who is in charge of us?”
"... The bastards in charge."
“Read this sentence in heart every day.”
Son, I can't cure you yet.
If you're a big fart, you want to turn around and sing as a slave?
…
Leaving Idle Man Villa and returning to the city, it was less than ten in the morning.
Song Chunsheng's car was parked in the garage downstairs of the company, and he didn't get out of the car as usual.
Now even while joining the company, he felt extremely depressed.
There seemed to be only a small space inside the car, where he could sit and catch his breath.
After getting out of the car, there are many problems to be faced.
Ever since Fu Yanchi officially acknowledged his identity in the Cultural Office and announced his relationship with Song Yueliang, the Song Group had experienced a second earthquake.
His concussion was stronger and more serious than the first time.
Everyone in Huicheng's circle knew that Song Yueliang was hostile towards the Song family, and there seemed to be a mismatched relationship.
Those who wanted to please Song Yueliang and then please Yan's parents instantly became unfriendly to the Song family.
The Song family was completely unstable in the army.
In just a few days, many employees and even executives at the company resigned.
The shareholders even took advantage of this opportunity to make a fuss, and vowed never to stop until he was removed from power.
Song Chunsheng sat in the car for almost half an hour before exiting the car with heavy steps and getting into the company.
Walking into the office with a vague and strange look from the company employees, Song Chunsheng called Song Ziyu, "You're preparing for the project today, and went to Song Yueliang when you're ready."
Song Ziyu was confused, "Dad, why are you looking for him? Song Yueliang had long since released the statement that she would not cooperate with me and the Song family."
Song Yueliang revealed her attitude on the day of Dingfeng's opening reception, and now she was going to send him to the door to humiliate herself?
What was Dad thinking?
Moreover, Song Ziyu had a feeling that if he really came to her, he would be slaughtered.
Didn't the father and son lose 5% of their shares last time?
“Don't Yanqin have anything to do with Boss Mashanguan? Song Yueliang wanted to buy land from Boss Guan before, but the cooperation of the two was unsuccessful, and there was no further discussion.” Song Chunsheng's eyes deepened and flickered. Make a calculation, "Go with the project and make a betting agreement. If he wins, we'll give him another 5% stake, and I'll give it to him together." with Dingfeng."
Song Ziyu heard this, her mind became faster, and she said excitedly, "Then what if we win?"
"If we win, he will help the Song family achieve cooperation with the Yan family, so that the Song family can get at least an annual increase of hundreds of millions!"
Song Ziyu was so excited that she had just stood up from the sofa in the office, but now she fell to the ground in fear.