Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

  Chapter 218 Look for Song Yueliang, bet against each other

   "Goose, goose, song to the sky..."

   "White hair floating in green water..."

   "Anthurium dials the clear wave!"

  Qi Qi grabbed her little butt, and while singing poetry, carefully dug out the wild daffodils under the cracks in the rockery, and put them into small flower pots with soil.

  The winter is cold, but the daffodils bloom very well. The green leaves have grown white flower buds, trembling in the sun, delicate and pretty.

   "Why do you have to dig out such beautiful flowers?" Qi Qi tilted her head, thinking it was a pity, "It's also good to grow in the crevices of rocks. Not only are the flowers beautiful, even the rockery has become beautiful."

   "Because this flower doesn't fit in with the group." An old voice sounded behind Qi Qi, and Mr. Tang approached slowly with a small wooden bucket, and the sound of fish flopping could still be heard in the bucket.

  Seeing him, Qi Qi hurriedly stood up and called Grandpa Tang politely.

   Walking in front of the baby, Mr. Tang patted her little head, "Put the flowerpot on the side of the road, and someone will come to collect it and dispose of it later."

   "Are you going to plant the daffodils elsewhere?" Qi Qi didn't quite understand what to do.

  Elder Tang acquiesced to her words, without further explanation, "Come on, go to the kitchen with Grandpa Tang, we have fish to eat again today."

"Okay!" Qiqi replied, picked up the daffodil flower pot and put it on the edge of the bluestone path, gently touched the white flower bud of the daffodil with her little hand, "Grandpa Tang will definitely give you a better home. , when Qiqi comes next time, maybe I can see you blooming."

  After talking to Hua Guduo, Qiqi ran to the old man, stretched out her small arms to help the old man lift the small wooden bucket.

  Because of being too short, the baby walked on tiptoe in order to carry the bucket, staggering all the way, making her little face flushed.

  Old Tang saw it and became interested.

   People are getting older, and they especially like obedient children.

   Don't like disobedience.

  When Tang Zheng found the kitchen, the old and the young were scraping fish scales by themselves.

  Especially the little ones, who help with almost every command and every action, are serious and attentive, and don't even know that there are fish scales on their little faces.

   "Let me do it." The man took over the rest of the work. Compared with the clumsy father and two just now, his movements are as skillful as a master.

  Mr. Tang sat on a stool with a cane in his hands, his eyes narrowed with a smile, "Just now Qiqi left a pot of narcissus by the Huanxi River, you can move it outside the teahouse later."

   "Hmm." The man didn't ask why.

   Every flower and grass in Xianren Villa are precious varieties.

  Mr. Tang has no tolerance for sand in his eyes, and never allows cheap things to enter the village, so as not to lower the style and grade here.

  Those wild flowers and plants, as long as they grow, they will be pulled out and thrown out, or gathered up and burned.

  The wild narcissus was able to be kept by him, it should be because of Qiqi.

   "Also, when Yueliang comes to pick her up in the afternoon, let her be more careful, Song Chunsheng won't be able to bear it for long."

"Ok."

   "Can't you say a few more words?"

"knew."

  Old Tang laughed and snorted, and greeted Qi Qi, "Go, go for a walk with Grandpa Tang, you are much sweeter than that wooden edge."

  Qiqi took off her little padded jacket when she was just working, and after being greeted, she picked up her jacket and followed closely behind the old man.

  Eggy looked at her small form of ordering, her brows were raised high, and she was a little upset.

   "The old man is very scheming, he is different from your great-grandfather."

   "What's the difference? Grandpa Tang is the same as grandpa, both in their seventies, and their hair is as white as snow." Qiqi didn't agree with Dandan's words, and defended in a low voice.

It's okay for her to keep quiet, but when she made a sound, Xiao Tuo was caught as a chicken coop again, and the young man's voice was visibly annoyed, "Who am I closer to? You don't even believe my words? Little boy, what is your rebellious period?" Isn't it a little early?"

   How long have you known each other? How dare she talk back to him?

"Of course Eggy is closer, I believe what you say, but we have to be reasonable..." Before Eggy got angry again, Qiqi asked her soul again, "Eggy, what is the rebellious period? "

   Eggy snorted, the little boy is getting more and more cunning now.

   are beginning to know how to change the subject.

   "The rebellious period is when you are disobedient!"

   "Then Dandan, are you also in the rebellious period? You have never heard Qiqi's words."

   "Who is in charge of us?"

   "...the **** are in charge."

   “Recite this sentence silently every day.”

  Little boy, I can't cure you yet.

   If you are a big fart, you want to turn over and sing as a serf?

  …

  Leaving the Idle Man Villa and returning to the urban area, it was less than ten o'clock in the morning.

  Song Chunsheng's car was parked in the garage downstairs of the company, and he didn't get out of the car immediately as usual.

   Now even joining the company, he feels extremely pressured.

   It seems that there is only this small space in the car, where he can sit down and catch his breath.

  After getting off the car, there are countless problems to face.

  Since Fu Yanchi officially recognized his identity in the Cultural Office and made his relationship with Song Yueliang public, the Song Group has experienced a second earthquake.

  The concussion was stronger and more serious than the first time.

  Everyone in the circle of Huicheng knows that Song Yueliang is hostile to the Song family, and it seems that there is an incompatible relationship.

  Those who wanted to please Song Yueliang and then please Yan's parents became directly unfriendly to the Song family.

  The Song family was completely unstable in the army.

  In just a few days, many employees and even executives in the company resigned.

  The shareholders even took this opportunity to make a fuss, and vowed not to stop until he was removed from power.

  Song Chunsheng sat in the car for nearly half an hour before getting out of the car with heavy steps and walking into the company.

   Walking into the office with the vague and strange eyes of the company employees, Song Chunsheng called Song Ziyu over, "You are preparing a project these days, and go to Song Yueliang when you are ready."

  Song Ziyu was at a loss, "Dad, why are you looking for her? Song Yueliang has long let go of saying that she won't cooperate with me and the Song family."

   Song Yueliang expressed his attitude on the day of Dingfeng's opening reception, and now he is going to send him to the door to humiliate himself?

  What is Dad thinking?

   Moreover, Song Ziyu had a feeling that if he really came to him, he would be slaughtered.

  Didn’t the father and son lose 5% of their shares last time?

"Isn't Yanqin related to Boss Mashanguan? Song Yueliang wanted to buy land from Boss Guan before, but the cooperation between the two of them didn't work out, and there was no further discussion." Song Chunsheng's eyes were deep, flashing Come up with a calculation, "You go to her with the project and make a betting agreement. If she wins, we will give her another 5% of the shares, and I will give it to her together with Dingfeng."

  Song Ziyu heard this, his mind was quickened, and he said excitedly, "Then what if we win?"

   "If we win, she will help the Song family reach a cooperation with the Yan family, so that the Song family can get at least an annual increase of hundreds of millions!"

  Song Ziyu was so excited that he stood up from the sofa in the office just now, but now he fell to the ground in fright.

  (end of this chapter)