"Mr. Xiao, that should be their plane. Seeing a Boeing 747 landing from a distance and taxiing over here, Su Wanqing had good eyesight and recognized it at a glance.

Xiao Cihu nodded, and everyone stopped chatting, and each of them stood in the order discussed just now, quietly waiting for this legendary first young master of the Song family.

Faintly, the anticipation is greater than the nervousness.

Xiao Cihu stood at the front, Qu Yuan and Wang Tao were not in the queue, they stood diagonally behind Xiao Cihu, and they did not stand still, the two of them slightly leaned back to Xiao Cihu to form a kind of corner, and looked around.

The plane stopped ten meters in front of everyone, and everyone waited with bated breath...

The weather in September is really hot at this time when the sun is shining today. It's been ten minutes, not to mention the people, and the hatch hasn't even been opened, but the posture of the Song family, when they first arrived, can be seen.

But no one whispered, everyone was waiting patiently, and those who could get to this point today have a furrow in their chests. Even Su Wanqing, a seemingly delicate woman, did not show the slightest impatience and discomfort.

Under the scorching sun, everyone stood for a full twenty minutes before the hatch finally opened slowly. Everyone's hearts seemed to be hung up again all of a sudden, and they were ringing loudly.

However, there is still no one, but the situation of counting seconds at any time is even more uncomfortable, it seems that this young master of the Song family has planned in advance to tease everyone's already calm state of mind before meeting.

Xiao Cihu, who hadn't spoken for a long time, suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "Everyone, don't be impatient, you should come out soon." ”

The voice is mellow and powerful, as steady as Mount Tai.

Everyone nodded, glanced at him gratefully, and then grinned slightly, only to find that his throat was a little dry, and he couldn't help swallowing saliva.

Qu Yuan, who had been focusing on the door of the cabin, suddenly had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and someone came out.

"Master..."

Two men of his age walked down the gangway one after the other, dressed in a black tunic suit, his appearance was not good, and his body was much thinner than Qu Yuan. The lower plate is steady, the footsteps are steady, like the wind and loose, it is a practitioner, and Qu Yuan is not the same road.

With just one glance, Qu Yuan knew it in his heart. I don't know how to move, but in this world, there is only one Xuanluo, who came from purgatory, no matter who is on the other side, he has strong self-confidence. The faint smile slowly disappeared, and he was suddenly a little curious about what the eldest young master of the Song family looked like.

How vicious the eyes of everyone present were, these two people are obviously their own members of the Song family, and they are not the same as their family backgrounds who temporarily found two bodyguards to fill the scene.

The two of them got down the ladder, didn't look at the host here, and stood on both sides of the gangway, their bodies upright, their chests upright, their chins slightly closed, their eyes level, and their aura was full.

After another minute, three people walked out of the hatch one after another, and an old man in his sixties appeared first, Qu Yuan's eyes flashed, and he was still silent.

Old man, very strong!

Behind the old man were two young men, one in front of whom was wearing a gray short-sleeved T-shirt with a lapel and black trousers. The body is slender and fit, and the instrument is lofty. The other was wearing a blue long-sleeved shirt with gray striped trousers.

There was no one else, and there were five people on a Boeing 747 plane, two of whom were bodyguards, and it seemed that they didn't even have an assistant. Compared with the grandeur of Xiao Cihu's side, the contrast is a bit big.

Xiao Cihu didn't move, and only stepped forward after they all walked down the gangway, with a faint smile, not exaggerated or pretentious, "Song Gongzi, welcome, it's an honor!"

"Mr. Xiao, look up for a long time, wait for a long time!"

Led by Xiao Cihu, the protagonist who has been waiting for a long time, Song Tingyan, the man wearing a gray lapel T-shirt. The smile is warm, heartfelt and kind.

"Let me introduce, this is my younger brother, Song Tingjun. ”

"Prince Tingjun, if he is really as good as his name, I am fortunate to be. ”

The man in the blue shirt stretched out his hand, smiling reservedly, but it was also refreshing: "Mr. Xiao, it's too famous, it's a good luck." ”

The performance of the two children of the family is completely inconsistent with the conjecture of the bigwigs of Jiacheng Group just now, but fortunately, the rationality and cultivation of the two people, coupled with Xiao Cihu's steadiness, completely dispelled the slightly complicated emotions in their hearts.

Then Xiao Cihu introduced his team to the two of them one by one, and when he arrived in front of Su Wanqing, Song Tingjun's eyes lit up, and he said in a harmonious voice: "Mr. Su has an extraordinary temperament, I am honored to meet you!"

Su Wanqing responded with a light smile: "Ting Jun Gongzi has praised it, welcome you and Ting Yan Gongzi to Jiacheng as guests." ”

Song Tingjun's eyes did not linger on Su Wanqing too much, and Song Tingyan got into the car first under the guidance of Xiao Cihu, and Xiao Cihu followed. The sixty-year-old man and Qu Yuan walked to the car door together, and the old man took the lead in speaking: "Young man, it's amazing." ”

"Old sir, each other!" he would not be as subtle as those humanistic crepes, and of course, not too ostentatious.

Walking to the front of the car door, he stretched out his hand to signal the old man to get into the car first, and the old man was not humble, smiled and nodded slightly, expressed his gratitude, and got into the car. Wang Tao and the other two bodyguards of the Song family followed the car for some distance, and only after the vehicle was driving normally did they get into another car and follow closely.

According to the established arrangement, the two cars drove directly to the hotel where Song Tingyan and Song Tingjun stayed, rested for a while, and then had lunch together, and there was no formal inspection itinerary on the first day.

Xiao Cihu and Song Tingyan sat on the left and right sides of the second row behind the door, Song Tingjun sat behind Song Tingyan, and the director of the office of the board of directors of Jiacheng Group sat behind Xiao Cihu. Qu Yuan and the sixty-year-old man sat in the first row, and it stands to reason that there should be a few bodyguards sitting behind a few people, but today the eldest prince of the Song family didn't pay attention to those, so be casual.

Xiao Cihu said with a sigh: "Two years ago, as a representative of private entrepreneurs invited by the province, I participated in a symposium organized by the provincial department, and I was fortunate to get acquainted with the aristocratic Mr. Song Yingru. Although we have kept in touch since then, we have not had the opportunity to meet individually. This time, the two sons came to the door with their faces, which is really an honor for our Jiacheng. I always thought that the two sons should be as old as Mr. Ying Ru, but when I saw them today, I knew what a real young man is. ”

Song Tingyan always had a faint smile on his face, and he was never pretentious, it just made people feel like a spring breeze. He nodded slightly, and then said: "Mr. Xiao is polite, Song Yingru is the second uncle of my family, and it is naturally fate to be able to meet Mr. Xiao."

This time I came with my Tingjun, and my father asked me to say hello to you and your group on his behalf, and also specially instructed me to come out and ask you more for advice and learning. Yesterday, my father made a special trip to find the old man, and specially prepared a meeting gift for Mr. Xiao, and please smile. ”

After speaking, the sixty-year-old man sitting in front opened the golden silk nanmu box he was carrying, and took out a package wrapped in gold silk satin, the package was only the size of an adult's palm, the old man did not open it, nor did he give it to Song Tingyan, but handed it directly to Xiao Cihu.

Song Tingyan's father, and the current head of the Song family, that is, Song Tingyan's grandfather, these two heavyweights who don't know the specific weight yet, but can roughly guess their status, actually pay special attention to him?

Xiao Cihu hurriedly waved his hand, shook his head and said with a smile: "Thank you for the love of the Song family master, and I also tired the Song family master's thoughts, Xiao is really flattered." It's just that he hasn't visited in person, where does Xiao dare to wantonly accept the gift of the head of the Song family, eldest son, please take it back. ”

This was not a polite remark, Xiao Cihu really didn't reach out to take the package.

The old man's hand was stretched out in mid-air, neither advancing nor retreating, and his expression was flat.

Song Tingyan was not angry, let alone embarrassed, and said with a smile: "Although it is the first time we meet, we will have long-term cooperation in the future, Mr. Xiao, this meeting gift is a good start." The gift is not expensive, and Mr. Xiao doesn't need to have any psychological pressure, or, why don't you open it and take a look first?"