Super Golden Eye

Song Zixing thought for a while: "I remember that there is a good barbecue restaurant. You shouldn't refuse this, right?"

Fang Yang did not refuse: "Of course, let's go."

Fang Yang got into Song Zixing's car and arrived at a beautifully decorated Korean barbecue restaurant in less than ten minutes. Next to it is a barbecue street.

After getting off the bus, Song Zixing gave in politely: "Fang Dong, please?"

Fang Yang pointed at the barbecue street next to him with a smirk: "Actually, I prefer to eat there, and it has more atmosphere!"

"Uh..." Song Zixing was obviously taken aback. Then he smiled and said: "Hehe, Fang Dongzhen will be joking, we may talk about some important things. It is not good for people over there to talk and be heard."

Fang Yang insisted on his decision: "It doesn't matter, don't look at the size of the store, as long as we order two hundred at a time, we can also sit in the private room."

There was a twitch on Song Zixing's face, and finally he reluctantly followed Fang Yang into the barbecue street.

Soon, Fang Yang found the most lively stall and shouted loudly: "Boss, arrange a private room for me!"

"Okay, inside!"

The boss enthusiastically gave Fang Yang to a private room inside. Although not big, it looks clean. Song Zixing doesn't have much cleanliness, and he can accept it.

After sitting down, Song Zixing's two bodyguards naturally stayed outside. Fang Yang said, "Mr. Song, is this all right?"

Song Zixing laughed and said, "Hehe, of course, Fang Dong's choice is that his tastes are different. How could it be worse."

"Although this is suddenly misunderstood, I assume you are complimenting me."

Fang Yang snapped his fingers, and the lady boss immediately came over with a small notebook and a teapot to pour water on them: "What do you two want to eat?"

Fang Yang pointed at Song Zixing: "This boss treats you, let him order."

"Boss, what do you want to eat." The lady boss glanced at Song Zixing and handed over the menu. From her eyes, no matter how you look at it, Song Zixing doesn't look like the owner of a roadside stall.

The proprietress is also twenty-five or sixteen years old. Although she has seen many people doing business here, she has turned her head back on her temperament like the two today.

After Fang Yang was changed his life by Qinglongyu, his clothing taste was naturally different. In addition, he still carries the masculinity that ordinary men don't have and the awe-inspiring righteousness between heaven and earth, which is extremely lethal to any opposite sex.

As for Song Zixing, he looks talented, gentle, and handsome. It is a pity that Fang Yang is more handsome in the eyes of the boss.

Where did Song Zixing have eaten this kind of thing? After ordering something casually, he gave the order to the lady boss and said by the way: "Open a bottle of Hennessy Napoleon."

The lady boss heard the clouds and mist: "What is it?"

Fang Yang quickly answered, "It's nothing, let me mention beer and bring some scallions. The inside is not fresh anymore. How can I eat it?"

The lady boss agreed: "Okay, I'll change it for the two of you. Wait a minute, I'll have it right away."

Watching the boss’s wife leave and closing the door, Fang Yang looked at Song Zixing: “Mr. Song, there are no outsiders now. If you have anything, you can just say it. But are you sure you don’t need to take care of the company’s affairs?”

"It's okay, there are not many things in the company." Song Zixing smiled, "Besides, Meng Ting is basically running, and I'm just doing a watch or something at best.

Moreover, my father's illness has just improved, and the main task is to accompany him more often, so I should be more relaxed. "

Fang Yang peeled the onion and said, "Oh, yes, I haven't asked, how is the body of the old man now?"

Song Zixing admired: "It can only be said that God opened his eyes. My father's recovery is much better than expected, and he is already free to move."

"So amazing?" Fang Yang was also a little surprised. After all, he seemed to be paralyzed when he heard Song Mengting say last time: "Sure enough, there is no death in catastrophe, there must be a blessing."

Song Zixing said: "Yes, I think so too. The business in the Asia-Pacific region has always been managed by my father. His absence will have a great impact on the business."

At this time, the proprietress brought the wine and skewers over, and the two of them just casually ate and drank, and they got along very well!

Especially Fang Yang, after getting along for a period of time, he discovered that Song Zixing is also the kind of person who is clever and not deep in the city.

This kind of person is sometimes very conceited and annoying, but when he treats you sincerely, it is difficult for people to arouse the slightest disgust.

After a few glasses of beer, Fang Yang suddenly looked at Song Zixing and asked: "Mr. Song, you usually work hard, don't you?"

Song Zixing smiled and said, "A person living in this world, as long as he has some ideas, what is not hard to do?

Regrettably, when my father was intact, he didn't study well, and now I know how ignorant I was. "

"That makes sense!" Fang Yang shook his head and smiled, "However, if you are doing something, there is a poisonous snake staring at you.

As long as there is a slight error, the poisonous snake will come out of the dark and steal everything from you, including your life. What will you do? "

Song Zixing laughed and said, "Haha, Fang Dong, what are you talking about? I don't think it's so easy to meet a poisonous snake."

Fang Yang rolled up his big waist, drank half a glass of beer, raised the corners of his mouth, did not speak, and looked at Song Zixing so quietly.

Song Zixing and Fang Yang looked at each other, feeling extremely unnatural: "What does Mr. Fang Dong mean when he thinks about Guandian like this?"

Fang Yang said slowly and carefully: "I heard that eyes are the windows of the soul. If there is no guilt in the heart, then the eyes are pure and they will not be afraid of looking at each other.

On the contrary, you will feel that other people's eyes seem to see through your own thoughts. Have you ever heard of it? "

Song Zixing said in confusion: "But I don't know what you are talking about now!"

"Are you kidding me?" Fang Yang put down the barbecue drill in his hand, and said in a serious tone, "The poisonous snake I'm talking about is your sister Song Ziling!"

Song Zixing was silent, not knowing how to answer the call. It was not that he had never doubted Song Ziling, but the two of them were brothers and sisters after all.

There are many things, although I know that I am applied, but I still do it willingly, and don't want to tear off the last fig leaf.

According to past dynasties, Song Zixing should be Song Xinru's heir and can inherit all of Song Xinru's business in the Asia-Pacific region.

Song Xinru was studying in good health, so obviously he thought the same way, and pave the way for it, put Song Zixing in the directly affiliated first-line company to hone and cultivate his various abilities.

With the improvement of ability, more and more business will be handed over to Song Zixing. And Song Zixing didn't let him down either, and completed the task perfectly.

But Song Ziling is not bad at all, and even Song Ziling has a greater desire for power. Song Xinru originally wanted to train Song Ziling and provide Song Zixing's deputy.

Unexpectedly, Song Ziling was not satisfied with succumbing to others. What she wants is to build her own empire!

Ever since Song Ziling and Song Zixing both entered the Song Family International and were in charge of different fields, there have been constant battles between the two.