Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 80: Yanqin could only be considered second-rate
Suburbs, Hongfengshan villa.
This was the gathering place of the high-class wealthy family in Huicheng, and the Song family was a first-rate wealthy family.
Song Family Villa is located in the innermost part of the Red Maple Villa Group, supported by mountains and overlooking the lake, shaded by greenery.
About 7 p.m. It was time for the Song family to have dinner.
The ornate crystal chandelier in the living room was bright, and the four members of the Song family were sitting at the European-style round dining table.
"Chairman Song is really a rare guest at home. Is it raining outside today? May I accompany you at home for dinner?" On the side of the large dining table, a woman with curly hair in her forties, dressed in beautiful and beautiful clothes, gestured with great care. Looking at the elegance of a noblewoman, she only spoke in a strange manner, with ridicule hanging at the corners of her mouth and eyebrows.
Song Chunsheng's face slumped.
Song Chunsheng did not come out to socialize for these two days due to Madam Tian's invitation which gave rise to some rumors in the circles, so Song Chunsheng did not come out to socialize, so as not to make her ears dirty.
Unexpectedly, my ears were not as silent as in my own home.
He glared at the woman with deep brows, "Can you speak properly? If you can't, just shut up!"
“Which words did I not say correctly? Why don't you say that you're not a good person?” Fang Ru replied while sneering, “If it wasn't for your nonsense, I wouldn't be ashamed to come out! Even playing mahjong You should hear about your lowly illegitimate daughter!”
Whenever there was a problem on Song Yueliang's side, people would always come to him to feel uneasy.
As long as Fang Ru heard Song Yueliang's words, she felt like a thorn in her throat!
"Are you not finished? If you don't want to enjoy this meal, you can leave at any time with a gate near you!" Song Chunsheng was furious, his face darkened completely.
"Why should I go—"
"Mama!"
The woman sitting to Fang Ru's left hurriedly said as she interjected, "Mom, you know how busy Father is at work. Not just meetings or entertainment. It's hard to go back and eat. What do you have ?" If you want to talk to Dad about you, after dinner, the old couple will close the door and say slowly, me and brother are here."
The youngest daughter of Song Chunsheng and Fang Ru, Song Ziyun, who spoke.
Fang Ru was actually a little frightened when scolded, but her son and daughter were all there, so she couldn't save her face.
Now that his daughter was taken down, he let out a cold snort and went down to the donkey.
“By the way, Brother, how is the Tian family? You've had the last two days not come home, so I can't find anyone to ask.” Song Ziyun turned to talk to Song Ziyu to break the deadlock at the dining table.
"What do girls talk about?" Song Ziyu lifted her head from her work bowl, as if the quarrel between her parents had nothing to do with her, not as good as the lobster in her bowl, "A village old lady, just send me a lawyer. It was sent into the past, and the wind and waves could not be changed."
“Luckily the other party was a careless person. Otherwise, if our house is not removed, the police will come to investigate. .Hmph..."
Fang Ru was unable to contain herself and said something strange, then shifted the subject to her daughter, scolding, "I've been abroad for five years, and I don't know how to miss my family, so I care more. What did you learn outside? University I don't want to read it with difficulty, I just go play.”
"Dad, Mom, it's not that I didn't do anything, but I can't say it now. Look, sooner or later I'll surprise you." Song Ziyun deliberately scrunched her nose, looking cute and cute.
Her appearance neutralizes the excess of her parents, with autumn eyes, red lips, and white skin.
Make a funny facial expression, and it will not make people feel disharmonious.
"You can't even talk to mom? Huh, you're so weird." Fang Ru spit.
With a princess as the lubricant, the atmosphere that had frozen before finally disappeared.
Song Chunsheng and Song Ziyu also started talking about the company.
“Don't you say you will cooperate with Yan family to enter real estate, how is it?” Song Chunsheng asked.
Lifting up the matter, Song Ziyu felt depressed, "Whether there is progress or not, this matter should have been negotiated, but Yan Qin suddenly disappeared for several days in a row, and he was unable to be contacted!"
He thought for a moment and asked anxiously, "Dad, do you think the news of Song Yueliang's pregnancy has reached Yanqin's ears? There's a lump in his heart, so he blames our family?"
Otherwise, how to explain the sudden disappearance of people in the lead up to the negotiation of cooperation?
He knew Yanqin when he was still studying, and they had been friends for at least ten years now. Yanqin had never been an unreliable person in handling affairs.
Hearing this, Song Chunsheng frowned, "You keep contacting him, find him as soon as possible, then meet and have a good chat, and explain the matter to him."
After the pause, Song Chunsheng specifically emphasized, "You should know what to say and what not to say. Don't mess things up after the meeting!"
If the cooperation with Yanqin is successful then it will give a big boost to the Song Group.
Don't talk about the benefits after cooperation, just the fact that the Song family is affiliated with the Yan family, the richest family in Kyoto, will allow him to enjoy all the dividends in Huicheng.
After explaining to his son, Song Chunsheng lifted his eyes and looked at his daughter sitting opposite him with a sweet smile, "Don't mess around all day, go with your brother to see the world when you have time. At your age, you have to find the right person to marry."
Song Ziyun's face froze almost imperceptibly with a slight smile.
She knew what her father meant, which was to let her stay by her brother's side, looking for an opportunity to depend on Yanqin.
A ray of darkness quickly flashed in Song Ziyun's eyes.
In the eyes of his father, except for the boys who could inherit the family business, the other children were nothing.
In the Song family, girls are bargaining tools that can be used to exchange benefits for the family.
Song Yueliang used to be, but now he's.
Song Ziyun forcefully suppressed the coldness and unwillingness in her heart, "Father, it is true that the Yan family is a wealthy family, but in a wealthy family, it is true that the Yan family is a wealthy one, people are also divided into first and second class."
He smiled, looked straight at Song Chunsheng, and showed his ambition without hiding anything, "Which do you think is better, the only son of the second wife or the eldest son of the ruler of the Yan family?"
Song Chunsheng was surprised by the question. After noticing the hidden message in this sentence, his eyes slightly flickered, and he looked at his daughter attentively and questioningly.
"The Yan family in the capital is not as simple as a wealthy family. Those who could become the head of the family were all dragons and phoenixes, and none were easy to get along with. Yan Huai, who was in charge of the Yan family, had two boys under his knees, but very little news about them from the outside world, especially the eldest son, was, which is even more tightly protected. You want to tell me that you know the eldest son of Yanhuai?"
If what his daughter said was true, then compared to Yan Huai's eldest son, Yan Qin, who was from the second room of the Yan family, could only be considered second-rate.