Spacious and bright villa interior---

Song Zhichao, who was sitting on a small white sofa, hung up the phone, and in front of the milky floor-to-ceiling window, Bi Wenfeng, a Hong Kong royal barrister and legal adviser to the Song Group, and the chief barrister of Wanda Law Firm, asked, "How is it? Has Okamoto's request for extradition back to Japan been approved?"

Song Zhichao nodded: "He is Japanese and does not accept the trial and restraint of Hong Kong law, but even if he wants to go back to Japan, he will spit out the money he earned in Hong Kong." ”

Bi Wenfeng: "Do you want me to work harder, so that he can't go back to Japan?"

Song Zhichao shook his head: "No, I will go to Japan soon, and this chess piece will still be useful at that time." After a pause, he said: "Put away his incriminating evidence first, don't hand it over to the police, that's the hole card in our hand." ”

Bi Wenfeng nodded, indicating that he understood, but he was thinking about how the boss should carry out activities in Japan this time.

Now Wanda Electronics is being boycotted by Japan's three major consortia, especially restricting semiconductor raw materials, and this ice-breaking trip to Japan is very difficult.

Song Zhichao didn't seem to care, his eyes looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows and into the courtyard.

Next to the turquoise pool in the courtyard, the big guy Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong are competing to wrench their wrists, the reception room is European-style, the south wall is a long floor-to-ceiling window, full glass steel door, sitting next to the coffee table, you can see the two people who are competing in wrist strength.

"Come on!" Song Zhichao's sister Song Yuqing is also in the villa today.

This little girl usually likes to be lively, especially on weekends, she likes to invite some female classmates to sing and dance in Mong Kok, Causeway Bay and other places, and wantonly squander the credit card that Song Zhichao applied for her.

But since Song Zhichao limited her credit card limit and made her unable to swipe her card, the little girl has become honest--- to be precise, she has become a good girl.

However, Song Zhichao knew very well that this good girl's gesture was for herself, and the purpose was to beg him to reopen her card so that she could continue to go out and play.

Song Yuqing is wearing a shallow water-milled blue denim dress embroidered with beautiful lace, two crystal clear calves, bright yellow canvas shoes, and cute little white socks on the beautiful ankles to pull out layers of patterns, extremely beautiful and attractive, and now she is selling all her strength to cheer for the two big guys Jin Jiu and Niu Xiong, and the crisp shouts ripple around the villa.

"Song Yuqing, this girl has been honest lately?" Song Zhichao asked Bi Wenfeng.

Bi Wenfeng: "I've already paid off all the card accounts, but Miss Yuqing seems to be dragging ...... lately"

Song Zhichao's expression was originally indifferent, but when he heard this, he was stunned: "With whom?"

Bi Wenfeng sorted out his thoughts and said: "After Miss Yuqing entered the university, not many men paid attention to her at first, although she was beautiful, but because she was from the mainland, many boys did not dare to pursue her...... But as Miss Yuqing began to spend lavishly, and it was known that the family environment was good, some boys began to be moved, among them was Peter Chen, who pursued the most powerfully. ”

When Bi Wenfeng said this, he quietly glanced at Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao held the teacup with an indifferent expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

Bi Wenfeng has been with Song Zhichao for so long, and many times he still can't guess Song Zhichao's thoughts.

Miss Yuqing's vision is very high, she didn't even look at these boys at first, but when that Peter Chen pursued her, it seemed to ...... Miss Yuqing was a little moved. Bi Wenfeng hesitated for a moment, and said what he had to say.

"What is the identity of that Peter Chen?" Song Zhichao asked after taking a slow sip of tea.

Bi Wenfeng: "Peter Chan, 19 years old, is the president of the Kendo Club of the Hong Kong University of the Arts, and he was the best student in the school's public election last year. ”

Song Zhichao's right finger bone tapped the teacup and did not make a sound.

"I have also checked the details of his family, his father runs a food store in Macau, with assets of about 20 million, mainly selling wife cakes and Western biscuits, so Peter Chen is also called the 'Western Cake Dashao' on Macau Street. ”

Song Zhichao smiled, his finger bones clanked on the teacup, and he laughed: "The biscuit with assets of 20 million dares to chase my sister......

Bi Wenfeng's rigid face even showed a smile: "That's because Peter Chen doesn't know the true details of Miss Yuqing yet." ”

"Go on. ”

In order to pursue Miss Yuqing, in addition to sending flowers and inviting meals, Peter Chen also hired people to play heroes to save beauty--- it was that time that Miss Yuqing had a good impression of him. ”

Song Zhichao put down the teacup and scraped his chin with his left hand: "In order to chase the girl, it can be regarded as hard work." ”

Bi Wenfeng said: "Do you want me to find a chance to debunk him?"

Song Zhichao waved his hand: "No, it's better to let Yuqing debunk this kind of thing by herself--- a girl like her won't be sensible if she doesn't suffer a little." ”

"I understand that I will send someone to watch Miss Yuqing, and I will never let her be harmed. ”

Song Zhichao stopped talking, and withdrew his gaze from Song Yuqing in the courtyard, "And my parents, during the time I went to Japan, you were also optimistic about them--- they just came to Hong Kong from the mainland, and they didn't understand many things, especially people's hearts...... You also know how hypocritical those people in high society are, one thing on the surface, and another thing secretly, I don't want to be hurt because of me, they are hurt. ”

Bi Wenfeng: "I wrote it down. ”

Just as Song Zhichao and Bi Wenfeng were talking, a voice said: "Ah Chao, are you at home?"

Nonsense, except for Fu Jiajun and Fu Ershao, no one dares to call Song Zhichao like this.

Fleeting ---

I saw Fu Jiajun wearing a high-end suit, wearing a peaked cap, and a red and white scarf around his neck, and walked in with a manly style.

Song Zhichao couldn't help but smile when he saw him: "If you have nothing to do, you won't go to the Three Treasures Palace, what are you looking for me?"

"Ha, what you said, can't I look for you if it's okay?" Fu Ershao sat down uninvited, sat on the sofa opposite Song Zhichao, and suddenly saw the fruit plate on the coffee table, so he looked for a toothpick, pricked a grape and threw it into his mouth, crossed his legs and said, "I came here to apologize to you first...... I'm really sorry last time, I didn't treat you to dinner, but I didn't mean to release your pigeons......"

Song Zhichao smiled and said, "I forgot about this for a long time. ”

"Hehe, I knew you wouldn't take this second thing to heart--- it......" Fu Ershao spit out a grape seed, clapped his hands, took out something in his arms and handed it to Song Zhichao and said: "I'm getting married, this is an invitation--- and the wedding will be officially held in three months." ”

Song Zhichao: "......"

I remember well, last year, the Fu family Juncai and the eldest lady of the Lin family, Lin Jiaqi, got engaged, according to the original plan, they should not get married until next year, why did they suddenly advance?

As if seeing Song Zhichao's doubts, Fu Jiajun sighed: "I know what you're thinking...... I don't want to, but ---" Fu Jiajun made an upward wave with his hands on his belly.

Song Zhichao: "......"

Suddenly realized: "She's pregnant?"

Fu Jiajun nodded sadly: "I can also get on the bus first and make up the ticket later." ”

Song Zhichao nodded: "Congratulations." ”

Fu Jiajun: "Rejoice and rejoice." ”

Song Zhichao: "......" was stunned.

asked Fu Jiajun: "Your wife is pregnant, what do I like?"

Fu Jiajun stared at him with wide eyes: "You don't know?"

"Know what?"

Fu Jiajun got up, looked at Song Zhichao with strange eyes, and asked again, "You really don't know?"

Song Zhichao spread his hands: "What do I know?"

Fu Jiajun laughed, laughing very evilly.

Song Zhichao: "......" is confused.

Fu Jiajun glanced at Bi Wenfeng, who was watching.

Bi Wenfeng said very knowingly, if there is something to do, go out first.

As soon as Bi Wenfeng left, Fu Jiajun came to Song Zhichao, stared at him, and said solemnly: "My sister is also pregnant--- you won't admit it, right?"

Song Zhichao: "......"

I was really stunned this time.