"Satisfied, satisfied!" Wang Cunde was silent, and he still had a mouthful of glutinous rice in his mouth. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Then it's worth it for you to die today, right?" Song Baojun raised Erlang's legs and said condescendingly.

"I ......" Hearing that he meant to die by himself, Wang Cunde's words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound anymore.

Several bosses around heard it clearly, and couldn't help but have goosebumps that could not be suppressed.

Song Baojun saw that Wang Cunde was scared enough, and said with a smile: "Just kidding, don't be so nervous, even if it is a dog in this world, it belongs to its own right to live, let alone you?" He turned his head to Du Yinlang and asked, "Cousin, what do you think should be done with Mr. Wang?" ”

Du Yinlang said: "Lao Wang, there is nothing for you to do here, go back first, and go to the Zhu Crab Committee Office tomorrow to wait for processing." ”

Wang Cunde was like being amnestied, and he said hundreds of good words with a thousand thanks, and wanted to say goodbye, but found that his legs were weak and he couldn't stand up at all. In desperation, he slowly crawled to the door on his knees. Until a waiter saw that this man was really pitiful and helped him into the elevator.

After Wang Cunde left, laughter and laughter resumed in the restaurant, and the atmosphere was as warm as taking stimulants, all of which were forced out by everyone. In this case, who dares to make a bitter face? Are you putting on a face for Du Ershao to see?

Everyone lined up to toast to the second young man and the military young man, and Du Yinlang did not refuse, and I don't know how many cups were poured. Everyone was full of smiles, saying that the two were less and more caring, all of them were flattering, and laughed that the military young Yushu was in the wind, and for a while, the sycophants and the conch flew together, and the cowhide was the same face.

There are also a few who think that their daughters are a little bit beautiful, and they also say with shy faces that they want to introduce.

……

After the banquet, Du Yinlang asked Liang Bohua to drive the luxury extended version of Xuande Bingchen to send Song Baojun home.

When he got out of the car, Song Baojun still felt that this dream didn't seem real. It's awesome, power is a good thing.

Mother Wu Guifang has gone back to the room to sleep, and parents Song Shixian are still staying in the living room to watch the TV show "Beauty Swimsuit Smash Bros." In the screen, more than a dozen young and tender girls dangled around in three-point costumes, and the big white **** was thrown everywhere, Song Shixian couldn't blink when he saw it, and he even forgot about the cigarette butts burning his fingers.

Song Baojun settled down, sat down next to the sofa with a smell of alcohol, picked up the remote control to change the program to the news channel, and asked, "Dad, you just came back from Xiangjing?" ”

Song Shixian glanced at his son in surprise: "When will you drink?" I warn you, don't hang out with any fox friends. If you get into any bad trouble, don't blame Lao Tzu for cleaning you up. ”

Song Baojun said: "It was Cousin Du Yinlang who invited me to drink." ”

"Du Yin Lang? This kid didn't come to his uncle when he came to Chazhou, it's really not like that. Song Shixian snorted.

"I told my cousin that you have already gone to Xiangjing to run errands. By the way, Auntie is fine, right? ”

Mother Wu Guifang still treats her son as a child, and the father already thinks that there are many things to tell this son, and immediately said angrily: "I don't want to hide this matter from you, your aunt is divorced." Back then, I didn't really approve of her marrying that Xiangjing guy, didn't I just want him to look handsome like a dog? In fact, it's just an embroidered pillow, a belly of grass, what's the use of a man being so handsome. Your aunt has suffered a lot with him over the years, working for more than ten years, she can't even afford a house, and she still rents someone else's house in the suburbs. ”

Song Baojun didn't dare to express any opinion on this, so he had to respond a few times and ask, "How did you get divorced?" ”

Song Shixian said: "Isn't that straw bag elephant Beijing guy having an affair? Attached to a rich widow in Chazhou, it took half a year for your aunt to know the inside story. Your mother and I used to see them divorce by agreement, and there is a twelve-year-old daughter raised by your aunt, and there is no other decent property, which is really pitiful. ”

More than ten years ago, Song Baojun's aunt Wu Qiufang saw Han Weiwu, a handsome and dashing Xiangjing man, and decided that he was the true son of his life, so he insisted on getting married despite the opposition of his sister and brother-in-law. At the beginning, the two were in love with each other, and they lived a happy life for a while. Soon after the marriage, the daughter fell to the ground, and the hands of the two began to be nervous.

Han Weiwu was born with a good skin, but unfortunately he was ruined by the gold and jade, he was good at pleasing women with clever words, and he was also very good at playing romance and flirtatious, but he didn't have any ability to make money. In the language of "Dream of Red Mansions", people are the body of a young lady's life, and he is the life of a playboy, but he only has the ability of a family.

As the saying goes, a big husband can't be without power for a day, and a young husband can't be without money for a day. Han Weiwu has no money, he only knows how to eat, drink and have fun all day long, and after a long time, he feels that his life is stretched. The so-called poor couple mourns everything, Han Weiwu doesn't make money himself, he doesn't say anything, he still has to use his wife's money every day, but the money his wife earns from work is not enough at all, and he gradually has a different heart.

One day last year, Han Weiwu was messing around in a bar as usual, and met an elegant lady who was inspecting Xiangjing, so he stepped forward to talk to him. The lady saw that he was talking properly, and that he was a middle-aged man with a good demeanor, and she also had a thought for a while, and the two of them got carried away under the firewood. Han Weiwu coveted the noblewoman's property, and decided to divorce his wife.

Until now, the matter has finally settled, leaving Wu Qiufang and her daughter, Han Weiwu patted his ass and left.

Song Baojun's heart moved, and asked, "Is that man also in Chazhou now?" ”

"Yes, damn Xiangjing left as soon as he signed the divorce agreement, the widow with him seems to be the owner of some company, uh, I can't remember it all at once, anyway, I was quite rich, I bought a small car for Xiangjing, and the clothes were brightly dressed, ****."

"How is Auntie doing now?"

Song Shixian groaned: "Anyway, your aunt is very uncomfortable, we left her a little money, and we don't have to say anything." She works for a housekeeping company in Xiangjing, and she helps people clean the house on time every week, and her income is not very high. ”

Abandoning his wife and children, clinging to the rich and noble Xiangjing Yankee...... Song Baojun silently remembered it in his heart, got up and said, "Why don't I go to Xiangjing to see my aunt when I have a holiday next month." ”