Song Xuan didn't speak, and let Song Ran answer on his behalf throughout the whole process, Song Ran thought for a while: "My sister and I have 10,000 yuan left in our hands." ”

This 10,000 yuan is used to commemorate their father-daughter relationship, and this 10,000 yuan should be given to him as a water, and there is no need to return it.

Song Guoqing's face was gloomy and terrifying: "That's all there is left? Your mother left you a lot of money back then, what kind of investment did you make, and who did you invest in?"

Song Ran said vaguely: "Yang Haitao's computer business, we invested all the money into it, and now my sister is also working there." ”

Song Guoqing couldn't believe it: "What? Computer? What is that? Isn't it clear that you want to lose money if you vote for that? You two children don't know anything about doing business, why don't you tell me about such an important decision?"

Song Guoqing regretted that his intestines were green, and he shouldn't have let the two sisters keep the property by themselves.

Song Ran said aggrievedly: "We thought, Dad, you don't look down on such a small amount of money, our family has a thick foundation, didn't you always teach us to have the concept of financial management before? Why are you so angry when we invest?"

That was Song Guoqing's concept when he was rich in the past, and now, even if it is a thousand yuan, it is like a life-saving straw for him, how can he be willing to invest nearly 100,000 yuan for his two daughters?

Song Guoqing gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, this 10,000 yuan, you take it to your father first, pad it, if you want to invest in the future, you will invest it in your father's factory, do you know?

Song Ran was well-behaved: "I know Dad, my sister and I just want to give it a try, and I will ask for your opinion in the future." ”

Song Guoqing came back, hurriedly packed some things, and went out again, and before going out, he instructed Song Xuan to send the money to the company's account as soon as possible.

Song Xuan answered, and Song Guoqing left without looking back.

Song Ran looked at her father's back, shook her head and laughed: "It seems that Old Song is a savings center for the two of us." ”

Song Xuan glanced at her: "Why are you lying?"

Song Ran said with a solemn expression: "Sister, do you remember that I told you that our factory is going downhill." ”

Of course, Song Xuan remembered that at that time, Song Ran swore that their factory would go bankrupt, how could this little girl be so good at unpredictable prophets.

She nodded, "How do you know that?"

Song Ran said perfunctorily: "You don't care how I know, you just need to know that now I am taking money to save him, but it is all in vain, this money will definitely not be recovered, although it looks cruel, but we can only watch this factory go bankrupt step by step." ”

Song Xuan's expression was solemn.

Song Ran said again: "Sister, are you willing to listen to me?"

Song Xuan thought for a while, and finally said solemnly: "I am willing to listen to you, it's up to you to arrange." ”

Song Ran breathed a sigh of relief, her sister now trusted her judgment more and more, which was a good thing.

Song Ran put it on Song Xuan's ear and whispered his thoughts to her, Song Xuan looked at her uncertainly: "Can it work?" Zhao Mingyi seems to be very urban, will he be easily fooled?"

Song Ran spread his hands: "Zhao Mingyi and Shen Mengfang have no way to retreat, they can only make the last stand, if Zhao Mingyi doesn't get anything in the end, it will be crazy, so, in the future, you must be careful, you know?"