Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 642 656 [On-site marriage proposal] (third shift)

The scene of the preparation ceremony——
Below the big stage.

Facing the reporter interviewing him and the camera, Song Haiming felt very nervous, yes, he was so nervous.So much so that when the female reporter asked him the first question, he couldn't hear what was being asked clearly.

Fortunately, his wife Wang Jinfeng reached out and pinched his waist. The pain caused Song Haiming to wake up, and then asked the female reporter sullenly, "What are you asking?"

The female reporter has a good temper. To be precise, she has interviewed many similar people and has rich experience, so she smiled and asked her question again: "What do you think about investing so much money in the development and construction of Nandu City?" How do you feel?"

As soon as Song Haiming understood, he shook his head violently, "No, no, it's not me, but my son who invested the money."

The female reporter was startled: "Your son?"

At first, the female reporter thought that Song Haiming was a pragmatic entrepreneur who "pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger". After hearing this, she understood that he was not a rich man, and the rich man had someone else.

Invest 500 million, 1000 million, invest 2 million!

This young man is by no means simple, at least he is one of the best super tycoons in Nandu.

Stars appeared in the female reporter's eyes, she finally calmed down, and became more interested in the "son" Song Haiming said in front of her, and asked, "Then what is your son's name and what company does it work in?"

Song Haiming still shook his head violently: "I can't say that, he said to keep a low profile. Besides, he has a lot of companies, what materials, logistics, and financial investment, many of which I don't understand."

The female reporter was even more curious, and so were the other people around. I had seen this kind of mysterious tycoon on TV before, but I didn't expect it to exist in reality.

The female reporter brought the microphone to Song Haiming's mouth, moved closer, and asked, "Then can you briefly introduce something about your son? Everyone is very curious."

Song Haiming felt that this posture was very inappropriate, a bit like washing a cucumber and wanting to eat it, so he suggested to hold the microphone by himself.

The female reporter handed him the microphone, and Song Haiming held it tightly, fearing that he would lose money if it fell to the ground.

"He said that you should keep a low profile." Song Haiming looked around curiously, "But since everyone wants to know, I will say three points. First, his name is Song Zhichao, and he is my son; second, he is in the south He has worked part-time and only came back not long ago; third, he has been to Hong Kong."

When Song Haiming said that Song Zhichao worked in the south, the people around him didn’t feel much. After all, in this era, there are many mainlanders going to the south to work, but most of them are wage earners, and few of them are well-off. Building more houses and marrying wives, it's unbelievable that Song Zhichao can become a big boss.

But when the third point, after Song Zhichao went to Hong Kong, everyone suddenly realized, no wonder he was able to succeed, he has been to Hong Kong!

Where is Hong Kong?
Gold everywhere!

Panning for gold in Hong Kong is much easier than here.

For a moment, everyone's eyes became hot, and they wished that they would have the opportunity to go to Hong Kong and pick up the gold on the ground in Hong Kong.

After all, the female reporter is only a knowledgeable and educated person. Knowing that Hong Kong is not really full of gold, it is just an exaggerated metaphor. At this time, she roughly understands that Song Zhichao is different. Can you tell me more specifically, the age of the mysterious Mr. Song Zhichao, is he married, does he have a girlfriend, and what are his requirements for the person he likes?"

Song Haiming: "Oh, my son is 24 years old this year, he hasn't yet..." He regained his composure, "Hey, why are you asking these questions?"

Looking at the female reporter curiously.

The female reporter blushed slightly, afraid that her selfishness would be seen through by the other party, so she smiled and covered it up: "I am asking for the girls in Nandu City, and they really want to know if this young and promising Mr. Song Zhichao has a date... ..."

Before Song Haiming opened his mouth, Wang Jinfeng, who was Song Zhichao's mother, couldn't help but took a step forward, snatched the microphone from her husband Song Haiming, and pushed Song Haiming aside, facing the camera with a smile: "Girl , This is a good question—I am also anxious about my son's lifelong event!"

Female reporter: "..."

A little confused, but also a little surprised.

Those around who have girls in their families, and those who are Huanghua's big girls and girls, at this moment, all come over with bright eyes, prick up their ears, and stare at Wang Jinfeng, for fear of missing something.

Wang Jinfeng glanced around and was very satisfied with the actions of the girls around. In the past, when his family was poor, some people came to matchmaking, but at that time Song Zhichao was working in the south, and Tian Xiaoli was with her son, so Wang Jinfeng didn't have any problems. I have thought about finding a wife for my son.

But now it's different.

That Tian Xiaoli had eyes but no treasure, begging for nothing to avoid a super-large diamond, but wanted to pick up a piece of dirt. Now that her son Song Zhichao is single again, her mother must of course take on the important task of helping her son find a wife.

The most important thing is that Wang Jinfeng is now wholeheartedly anxious to embrace his grandson.

During Song Zhichao's return, Wang Jinfeng slapped his son on the sidelines several times, telling him that he was lonely now, feeling deserted in his arms, and something was missing.

But that precious son just doesn't understand, what's missing, why don't you buy a pillow for you?How about buying you a warm water treasure?

Hearing this, Wang Jinfeng gritted his teeth with hatred.

So during a meal, Wang Jinfeng directly told Song Zhichao that I wanted to hug my grandson.

At this time, Wang Jinfeng could still recall the appearance of his son at that time, holding the rice bowl, and was so surprised that the rice in his mouth almost spewed out.

This child is out in the wild, so don't worry about it. Things like this kind of family inheritance still need her mother to help.

……

In plain sight——
There are thousands of people around Freedom, and they stopped singing on the stage at the moment, and listened to the next "marriage advertisement" of this "billionaire" mother.

At the scene, from the little girl of sixteen or seventeen to the old lady of four or fifty years old, all of them were engrossed, their eyes widened, their ears were cleaned, and they were ready to listen.

Who knows, maybe such a good thing will fall on me.

Little girl: "As long as you are young, you will be youthful and fit. Everyone loves it—let alone this super rich man?"

Old aunt: "There are so many strange people in the world, maybe there will be some people with strong tastes. They don't like young people, but they like old ones like themselves! As the saying goes, if you eat too much tender corn, old corn will have a special flavor."

Just when everyone was thinking wildly, Wang Jinfeng spoke——
"The conditions are very simple. First, you must be young; second, you must be beautiful; and third, you must be able to give birth!"

There was an uproar at the scene.

This condition is too low!

Many young girls at the scene felt that they were suitable for the first time. They were young and beautiful, and they had children. Who wouldn't? They were very excited.

But Wang Jinfeng immediately said: "Fourth, and most importantly, let my son look up to me!"

Live audience:"……"

Amazed—the question is, what is your son like and where is he?

(End of this chapter)