On the engagement night, I became the favorite of my mortal enemy

Jiang Shanbo nodded and left, when the landline phone on the table rang again.

Han Zong went to answer it as usual, and the voice coming out of the phone was not quiet, it was a man's.

Han Zong had just hung up the phone after a few words of negotiation when he heard a snap.

Zhou Sihui threw the pen on the document.

What does "..." mean?

Zhou Sizhen looked displeased and glanced at the phone: "Take it out."

Han Zong: "Huh?"

Zhou Sihe said in a loud voice: "Take out the landline phone, don't let me hear the sound."

Han Zong said oh and quickly moved the phone to the secretarial department.

Han Zong is not just stupid. The matter of Yue Touching has something to do with Song Tang.

When he bought Liuzhai as a gift for Xiaotong, wasn't he just deliberately trying to spite Song Tang?

"You're so screwed up, your mind is smaller than the tip of a needle..." Han Zong muttered, at this moment Zhou Sizhen came to the door of the office and shouted: "What are you talking about, your mouth keeps moving."

"No! I'm settling the score!" Han Zong immediately put on a doggy smile and followed over: "Boss, what else can you do?"

Zhou Sihui said: "I have newly bought the Liu family house. Let's ask some people to tidy up the garden and throw away the furniture. All the new decorations in recent years have been destroyed."

Han Zong said seriously and wrote them down one by one.

I thought Zhou Si'ai had finished speaking, but then I heard him add emphatically: "Be low-key and don't make the battle too big."

Han Zong raised his head and looked at Zhou Sihui's slightly narrowed eyes.

I always feel that the boss has other intentions.

Alas, if there is anything I cannot say directly, I have to let people guess!

Twist stuff.

Zhou family.

A meeting was going on in the conference room, and the Zhou family elders were blushing: "You don't know how important this project is! You can't even choose a representative until now. At the bidding meeting the day after tomorrow, we will make our colleagues laugh to death!"

"President, I think the new Xiao Du is very capable. I've shown you his plan, and you praised him for doing a good job. I think the representative should send him this time!"

"Xiao Du? You're a little beast with no hair at all. Has he been to the bidding meeting? Don't be so scared that the other party wets his pants and embarrasses our Zhou family!"

"Okay," Zhou Jiashu broke the bickering and announced, "This bidding means that I already have a candidate and a plan, so you don't have to worry about it."

The executives asked anxiously: "Who is it?"

They all want to be selected by their own partisans.

Zhou Jiashu said: "You don't need to know who it is."

The executive was anxious: "If you don't tell me, how will we know whether the person you selected is reliable?"

Zhou Jiashu sneered: "Isn't that the opposite? How do I know if any of us have been bribed by Zhou Sihui? If I name the representative, can you guarantee that he will arrive at the scene alive the day after tomorrow?"

The faces of all the executives were dull, and someone retorted: "You are too arbitrary..."

Zhou Jiashu looked at the man sarcastically and patted his seat: "Is it better to listen to you or to me? Otherwise, will this seat be taken by you?"

When no one spoke, Zhou Jiashu stood up and dismissed the meeting.

Zhou Jiashu returned to the office and Song Tang was sitting at his desk, looking down at the data.

The company to be financed this time is a company in country M. It has excellent performance in all aspects and is an excellent investment option.

Currently, the opponent is hesitating between Jinbei Group and Zhou Family. The day after tomorrow will be the peak showdown between the two parties to show their strength.

Zhou's chances of winning were slim, but Song Tang could not be underestimated and formulated a financial plan for Jinbei Group.

Zhou Jiashu came over, put his hand on the desk next to Song Tang, and stood behind her as if he was hugging her.

But he didn't dare to really touch her, so as not to cause unnecessary conflicts at this time.

"how's it going?"

Song Tang said: "I wrote a set of code. At the bidding meeting the day after tomorrow, I will cause the illusion that the stock market of the companies invested by Jinbei will collapse. Once the investors follow suit and sell, the chain reactions will ferment and grow like a snowball, and Jinbei's investment vision will also will be questioned.”

This operation made even Zhou Jiashu stunned for a moment: "So cruel?" It was not just a company that was involved. Many investors would lose all their money and their families would be destroyed.

Zhou Jiashu thought he was so dark-hearted that he never thought of doing this.

Song Tang said indifferently: "Investment is risky, and they should consider losing all their money from the time they play stocks."

Zhou Jiashu smiled and nodded.

I didn't expect Song Tang to be so cruel to Zhou Sizhen, which is good.

He wanted to praise Song Tang through this incident. He wanted to put his outstretched hand on Song Tang's shoulder, but Song Tang lowered his head and focused his eyes on the plan again: "I still have some details that I haven't finished yet." Do it and don’t disturb me.”

Zhou Jiashu's smile froze, he retracted his hand, nodded awkwardly and said: "...Okay."

Zhou Jiashu did not leave. He sat two meters away from Song Tang and played with his mobile phone without making any sound.

At this time, Song Tang's cell phone placed on his desk vibrated.

Information is coming.

She picked it up and took a look. It was a text message from Fang Shuofa.

[Sister, there are a lot of construction vehicles parked outside the Song residence. I don’t know what to do! ]

A photo is also posted below.

At a quick glance, I saw a bunch of vehicles parked outside the door of Song's house, including garbage trucks, forklifts, excavators, cranes, and tower cranes. There were more than 20 vehicles of various models, blocking the surrounding roads.

During this battle, everyone believed that Song's residence would be razed.

Seeing Song Tang in a daze, Zhou Jiashu thought there was something wrong with the plan, so he walked over and said solemnly: "What's wrong?"

Song Tang turned off the phone, put it aside, and said, "It's okay."

Zhou Jiashu frowned and said, "Song Tang, can you be more honest? Is there anything you can't tell me?"

Song Tang glanced at him without giving him any face: "There are too many things I can't tell you."

"Meow...meow~"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

The little kitten Song Tang brought was scratching the cat's bag. It seemed that it was getting tired of being inside and wanted to come out.

Song Tang took the cat bag over, opened it, and touched the cat's fur.

Zhou Jiashu said angrily: "Why are you bringing such dirty things here? There are bacteria and Toxoplasma gondii all over your body. If infected, even the fetus will be deformed."

Song Tang was stunned and looked up at Zhou Jiashu thoughtfully.

Zhou Jiashu quickly closed his mouth and frowned: "What are you looking at me for? Did I say something wrong?"

Song Tang looked away thoughtfully, pulled the cat bag up, and said, "It's nothing."

Song Tang remained calm and unconcerned, while Zhou Jiashu clenched his fists with a guilty conscience and his eyes wandered.

Song Tang took the time to send a message to Fang Shuo, telling him not to pay attention to the Song residence.

After changing hands several times, it was no longer her home.

Now the real estate deed is written in Zhou Si's name, and he can do whatever he wants with it. Even if it is demolished and used as a pigsty, it is all a matter of his words.

She has decided not to do anything meaningless.

Song Zhai.

Zhou Siwei's car was parked behind a construction vehicle.

The tower crane was parked outside the yard of Song's house, constantly lifting furniture and decoration materials from the yard, and then throwing them on another garbage truck.

Zhou Siyi didn't believe that such a big battle could not reach Song Tang's ears.

Song Tang cares so much about this house. Now that he sees that the house is about to be demolished, how could he not come?

Zhou Sihe closed his eyes and rested his mind, tapping his fingers irregularly on the center console.

He waited for Song Tang to come and beg him.