Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 63 Go and have a try!
He put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked towards the head of the Propaganda Department.

Every step is taken leisurely, but it is even more difficult for others to guess his true mood.

The elongated and slender shadow fell on the side of the spokesperson. At the same time as her face changed slightly, Song Qiyan stretched out his right hand and clamped the position badge in front of her with two knuckle fingers.

He glanced at it without a trace and threw it back on the table, putting his hands in his pockets again.

Squinting down at the spokesperson, he smiled calmly: "Since you are so dissatisfied with me, I will accept your resignation letter on the day I take the position of chairman. Minister Qu."

Minister Qu's face suddenly turned pale, but he was speechless under Song Qiyan's sneering gaze.

"Little brother, what are you talking about! Director Qu is one of the few high-achieving journalism students in China, and besides, he has worked hard for our Song family all these years, and he has worked hard without credit!"

Song Ranqin couldn't sit still after all, and spoke up for Minister Qu, otherwise he would have lost an ally.

Song Qiyan looked sideways at Song Ranqin, and his low voice didn't know whether it was emotion or sarcasm: "It turns out that he is a rare talent, so he can't stay in the corrupt Song family controlled by a leader like me, he has to find another job. !"

Song Ranqin didn't expect to be self-defeating, and just opened her mouth to save her, but Song Qiyan let out an "uh".

As if he remembered something important, he raised his hand to tap his temple and looked at her again: "How do I remember that my mother, Miss Lan's, gave birth to a child?"

That harmless but sharp smile made Song Ranqin's face turn green and black with embarrassment, and she raised her voice sharply and harshly: "Dad, I just said he wouldn't take me seriously, you just have white eyes Wolf!"

"Nurture?" Before Song Zhiren could speak, Song Qiyan had already chuckled: "Are you kidding? My father has been using Lan's money to support your family of three all these years!"

"You...you..." Song Ranqin was trembling with anger.

Song Zhiren stood up on crutches, and met Song Qiyan's indifferent eyes with vicissitudes of life: "Although I didn't raise you, I am your father. You can never change this."

"So I came back because I know that you are my father. As your son, I always think that I have an obligation to protect the wealth you have accumulated over the years for you."

Song Zhiren's face suddenly turned pale.

Song Qiyan, on the other hand, brushed off the non-existing dust on his suit, and walked past his old father to the door.

The conference room was eerily quiet after Song Qiyan left, but not long after, he retreated back again.

Almost all the people in the meeting room still maintained the movements and expressions when he left.

Seeing Song Qiyan who had gone and returned, his eyes followed his figure curiously.

Then, under the extremely puzzled gaze of the crowd, he picked up the big fish tank next to Song Zhiren's position and left.

Song Zhiren's old face became even more ugly, and he pointed at the tip of Song Qiyan's nose with a trembling hand: "What is it like, put down the fish tank!"

Song Qiyan disagreed: "There must be a reason, isn't there?"

"What?" Song Zhiren obviously couldn't understand his Martian language.

Song Qiyan raised the corner of his mouth with determination: "Let that woman be mine."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, ignoring the other people with different expressions.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay: Eat, drink, prostitute, and gamble, does the future heir of the Song family have to do everything?
Lunch is set at Yanyun Building on Nanjing Road nearby.

After ordering, the waiter left with the menu in his arms. Jin Ziqi spread out the napkin and looked up at Yin Li who was opposite.

He was aimlessly flipping through today's Metropolitan Morning Post, which was the same as the one she saw this morning.

And his eyes stayed on that report, and after a while, he looked at Jin Ziqi with a smile: "As the only supporting character whose name appeared in this report, how do you feel?"

Exactly as Yin Li said, except for Su Hengfeng and Qiao Nianzhao, her name was put on the bright side.

"I am very grateful to the author for giving me such a chance to be famous, to the protagonist for supporting me, to the audience for their attention to me, and to the staff who actively participated in front of and behind the scenes!"

Jin Ziqi's playful answer made Yin Li laugh, raised the wine glass in front of the table, and gently shook the red wine.

"I think you should be most grateful to your ex-fiancé for finding such a poisonous scorpion."

She was noncommittal, raised her black eyebrows, remained silent for a few seconds, and suddenly asked casually, "A Li, do I look like Qiao Nianzhao? I mean appearance."

Yin Li put down his wine glass, looked at Jin Ziqi carefully, and clicked his tongue after a while: "It's okay if you don't say it, but it's really similar, especially when the two of them are sitting quietly and not talking."

After finishing speaking, she was silent for a while, and added: "Of course, compared to your high-minded and cold-blooded dead temper, she can enjoy a lot more with that innocent and lively mask."

Jin Ziqi laughed: "A Li, what you said sounds like a slap before you eat a sweet date."

The detective took the newspaper in his hand: "I am honored to provide such entertainment for everyone's breakfast today."

"Did you argue with Aunt Xue last night?"

Jin Ziqi flicked through the newspaper for a moment, pursed his lips, and didn't want to hide anything from Yin Li: "My mother transferred the HOSES department store, the dowry my grandfather gave her, to Qiao Nianzhao."

"As Qiao Nianzhao's dowry for marrying into the Song family?"

Jin Ziqi nodded, a little exhausted: "I don't know why my mother made such a concession."

Yin Li looked at her helpless sigh, frowned slightly, and held her hand on the side of the table comfortingly: "Aunt Xue has her reasons for doing this. If there is anyone in the Jin family who is worthy of your trust, it is undoubtedly Aunt Xue." .”

"Ali, do you know something?"

Facing her burning eyes, Yin Li glanced away and smiled lightly: "I only know that the past is like turning over a page, and the future is the most important thing."

Jin Ziqi withdrew his hand and said helplessly, "But there is always a page in life that cannot be turned."

For example, I know like you how similar I am to Qiao Nianzhao, but I dare not admit a fact.

Jin Ziqi turned his head and let out a startled "ah", covering his beating heart.

Because there was an extra person at the dining table.

Song Qiyan appeared so abruptly, standing in front of her, holding a fish tank in his hand.

"You." Jin Ziqi didn't know what to say to start, but stood up slowly.

Yin Li propped up his arms, looked at it with interest, and then teased: "Song Shao, do you want to come together?"

Song Qiyan squinted his eyes, his eyes sparkled with hidden fire, and suddenly smiled, no matter how you looked at it, it was so cold and biting.

"But it's disrespectful."

(End of this chapter)