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Chapter 27

Uncle Li is still smiling.

Row.

Tang Sheng gave up the cliché.

Wealthy secrets can't be set, right?

After a few cups of tea, time passed quickly. After they finished talking, they sent people away. Afterwards, Tang Sheng asked Song Yanqing how he was.

He said lightly: "That's it."

Nine times out of ten, victory is guaranteed.

Tang Sheng laughed at him for being crazy, but who was not crazy when he was young, not to mention that he had the capital.

"What's next? After discussing the cooperation, do you plan to return to the Jiangning headquarters or stay in Nanqiao for a while, waiting for the new software to be launched?"

Song Yanqing felt that the suit was in the way, so he simply pulled off his tie, put the fine black suit on his arm, and handed it to Uncle Li. Uncle Li took it carefully and put it away for him.

Wearing only a shirt, he walked towards the river. His eyes were deep and clear, looking at the darkening sky in the distance, and he spoke with precious words: "It depends on the situation."

"How is the situation with the new talents?" Tang Sheng asked. As the person in charge of a high-end luxury brand, he had to deal with celebrities in the entertainment industry and paid more attention to media companies.

"Luo Hongzhang from the headquarters is a smart man." Song Yan said concisely and to the point.

"It seems that this inspection went well. A large piece of cake like Xin Rui's is very popular. I didn't expect it to fall into the hands of your father."

Uncle Li watched them walk away along the river and answered the phone of the current leader of the Songjiang Group, who was also Song Yanqing's biological father.

The voice that slowly rang on the other side of the phone was deep and noble. It rubbed the ears and gave people a sense of psychological oppression. It was due to the desire of the superior to control and demand that everything be done as he wished.

What Song Qishan asked, Uncle Li answered one by one. At the end, Song Qishan said calmly: "This child has a high temperament, and a good knife needs to be sharpened. You should follow him well, and don't let him know that I am looking for you."

"Nanqiao is too far away and I don't have enough energy. You have to remember that not everyone can appear next to the heir of the Song family, do you understand?"

"Yes sir."

Song Qishan hummed and tapped the ashes with his fingers. The slow sound was like a knife hanging in the air before it fell.

"When he comes back from South Bridge, it's time to get married."

As the first gift, Song Qishan will transfer all the shares of Xinrui to Song Yanqing as a congratulatory gift.

Uncle Li's heart froze, he remembered something, and finally said nothing.

After hanging up the phone, he frowned.

Is Song always going to let the young master take over the Songjiang Group?Xinrui is just the beginning, but the young master obviously doesn't plan to go back, let alone...

It's time for some people to sit still.

For example, the elder brother on Song Yanqing's head was not his own, but an adopted son.

The big group is turbulent, and the internal forces are criss-crossed, accompanying you like a tiger.

Suddenly, Uncle Li's eyes fell in a certain direction, and he raised his eyebrows in slight surprise.

Coincidentally.

little girl.

Twilight enveloped the earth, halfway up the mountain.

Director Feng Ming was leaning up to look at the camera lens.

The staff led Cheng Xuran over and said something. He waved his hand and looked at the camera intently to signal them to wait for a while. After three to five minutes, he straightened up and saw Cheng Xuran's face. He was stunned for a moment, frowned slightly and said with a smile. : "Xuran is here!"

The other crew members didn't look up and were busy with their own business.

"Aren't we going to be filming today?" Cheng Xuran stood there, waiting patiently, with a calm voice.

Director Sun was silent for a few seconds, then considered: "That's right, Xuran, I feel that your role can be slowed down a little longer."

He clapped his hands: "You should be busy with other things first. Isn't there a popular drama recently? Communicate more with the male protagonist."

"What do you mean?" Cheng Xuran had already noticed the subtle weirdness in the atmosphere of the crew. Her voice was deep and powerful, without being roundabout, "You can just say it."

Sun Dao looked at her beautiful eyebrows and eyes under the setting sun on the high mountain, and felt quite regretful in his heart.

(End of this chapter)