Almighty is a real daughter, her vest has been torn down again

These words also aroused Song Qinse's curiosity, and she blurted out:

"What is it?"

Ma Xiaocui ignored her at all, said "No waiting after the expiration date" again, and hung up the phone.

Then he stood up, stepped over the mess on the ground, went to the cloakroom, picked out the latest luxury brand skirt, put it on, and put on matching jewelry one by one.

He looked like he was about to go out, and he was sure that the head of the Song family would agree to cooperate.

She also expected it to be good.

As soon as I put away my clothes and was about to sit down and put on my makeup, my cell phone rang on the bed.

He turned around, picked up the phone, clicked on the external speaker to answer the call, threw it on the dressing table, then sat down and started to put on makeup.

The phone was quiet for a while, and after nearly a minute, an old voice came:

"Miss Ma, is this your cooperative attitude?"

Ma Xiaocui slapped her pink hand and smiled.

"With resources in my hands, I naturally have the capital to be arrogant. Isn't this the most basic business common sense? The Song family has been in business for so many years, there is no reason why I don't know, right?"

After she was brought to Forty-Nine City, she experienced the benefits brought by money and power, and also suffered from the power of the upper class. She learned to restrain her arrogance and arrogance, and also learned to think about others.

Now that she could step on the person who was originally on her head, how could she miss this opportunity?

If someone oppresses her, she will find someone to oppress her back!

The phone was silent for several seconds.

Mr. Song’s voice was gloomy:

“Little girl, have you ever heard that umbrellas are sold on sunny days and cloths are sold on rainy days?”

Sell ​​the right thing at the right time. A product may not be needed all the time.

Ma Xiaocui had never heard of it, but she could probably guess what he meant and laughed immediately.

"Mr. Song, do you want to say that you don't want to get to know the Jiang family?"

Mr. Song hummed.

"Of course I do, but it's not necessary to get acquainted. It's just a matter of a few unscrupulous children in the family fooling around and exaggerating."

Ma Xiaocui said "Oh" softly, put her face close to the mirror, and began to apply eyeliner on herself.

Distracted, she sounded even less distracted when she spoke.

"I'm a little curious. The Song family is in the jade business, and the Jiang family is in the jade business. They are two industries that are not related... Why does Mr. Song suddenly want to get involved with the Jiang family?"

"Hmm... Could it be that someone is sick and needs the Jiang family——"

Before she could finish her words, Mr. Song yelled angrily:

"Nonsense! A yellow-haired girl, young and young, with such evil thoughts, cursing others to get sick!"

Ma Xiaocui laughed and apologized without any sincerity.

"Sorry, Old Man Song, Old Mr. Song! I'm just guessing."

Of course it's not a guess.

In the past few days, she had collected a lot of information about the Mu family, the Jiang family, and the Song family, which Feng Suyi had written down several times.

Time is too short, and there is no way to create one from scratch for Jiang Yining, a woman who can make her nod obediently and agree to the friends attending the banquet. I can only find one from existing interpersonal relationships.

Unexpectedly, she discovered something interesting.

Because of this, she targeted the Song family.

The Song family is not a low-key family like the Jiang family. A quick inquiry will reveal a lot of gossip.

Rumors are groundless and may not all be unfounded.

No, it worked out as soon as I tried it.

There was another long silence.

No one spoke or hung up the phone.

Ma Xiaocui skillfully applied eyeshadow and eyeliner on both eyes, then picked a bright-colored lipstick and applied it on herself meticulously.

At this time, Mr. Song seemed to have lost his temper and laughed out loud. "Okay, it is indeed the child picked out by the Feng family! He can lead me by the nose, Lao Feng has good taste."

Ma Xiaocui rolled her eyes when she heard this, feeling both disgusted and happy.

Mr. Song said again:

"However, you are still a bit immature. You must learn how to hide your intentions."

Ma Xiaocui curled her lips, not being taught:

"What are my intentions?"

Mr. Song smiled and said:

"Forgot? What you asked Qin Se to convey, you said a name. At this time, you should use a bigger goal to cover it up, such as replacing it with the Jiang family, don't you think?"

"That little girl, there's been some pretty exciting news these days. Maybe it involves the Feng family?"

"Let me guess, am I more anxious now, or are you more anxious?"

The threatening laughter was particularly harsh.

Ma Xiaocui's face suddenly darkened.

"Stop chirping, do you want to cooperate or not?"

Mr. Song returned to Yicheng without fussing with the yellow-haired girl.

Anyway, there will be many opportunities for her to suffer in the future.

"You tell me what you think, and I will make a decision after listening."

Ma Xiaocui opened and closed her lower lips, looked around carefully to make sure her makeup was perfect, and threw the lipstick into her bag.

She picked up the phone and said:

"I can't tell you clearly on the phone. Let's talk in detail in person."

"Now, immediately."

……

The address was set by Old Man Song.

Within thirty minutes, the two parties sat down face to face in the box. In addition to Old Man Song, Song Qinse also came with him from the Song family.

She didn't sit next to Old Man Song, nor did she sit next to Ma Xiaocui. Instead, she chose a middle seat, not touching each other, like a referee.

However, she was the one holding the string between the two parties, so it was not a violation of peace.

Ma Xiaocui had no time to care about her, and Mr. Song didn't take her seriously either.

Mr. Song looked Ma Xiaocui up and down, as if he wanted to remember her, and then got straight to the point.

"Girl, tell me about your cooperation."

Ma Xiaocui put her bag on the table in front of her and spoke slowly:

"It's very simple. I will hold a cocktail party next week. Jiang Yining... Mr. Song knows her, so I won't introduce her much. Jiang Yining is the protagonist of my cocktail party. As long as the Song family is willing to assist me, she will naturally be able to Met her at a cocktail party.”

"As for whether you can 'make friends', that is Mr. Song's ability."

It sounds like it only requires the Song family to attend a cocktail party.

If it were just like this, with the friendship between the Feng and Song families, and a direct invitation letter, how could the Song family send someone to attend in order to save face.

Why cooperation is needed?

Mr. Song narrowed his eyes.

In an instant, Ma Xiaocui's entire intention was guessed from these few words.

"Jiang Yining is your protagonist, so I hope to lend you something from the Song family and invite the protagonist to the reception."

"So, my Song family has something that Jiang Yining wants. What is it?"

He was also very surprised. How could the children of two families who had no contact with each other want something from his family?

The Song family's jade business is not difficult to get started with, just start buying and selling.

Ma Xiaocui glanced at the old man and spoke slowly:

"Let me correct my statement. It's not Jiang Yining who wants the Song family's things, but Mu Chen, the third master of the Mu family."

Mr. Song's expression suddenly changed, and he jumped up. (End of chapter)