Chapter 0208: A Big Cake
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85_85875 "Boss, South China Tiger's subordinates heard that Huo Zhenghua and Huo Li are all dead, and they are all related to us, so they want to take revenge." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Xingtian stood beside Shen Wendong and said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Shen Wendong nodded, his eyes began to become solemn, if the people of the South China Tiger were going to come to Haishi to make trouble, then this is a big matter, if it is not handled well, it will bring trouble to Haishi, and it will also bring trouble to the Qing Gang.
"Xingtian, inform the twelve silver medal agent killers to find a small leader of the South China Tiger, if they insist on coming to Haishi, teach them a lesson, only after these small leaders are afraid, can they dispel these South China Tiger subordinates."
"I see, boss".
Xing Tian listened to Shen Wendong's instructions, nodded heavily and replied, and then walked out of the house and disappeared in front of Shen Wendong's eyes.
Shen Wendong sighed and rubbed his head, there have been too many things in this period of time, which is dizzying, but fortunately, Xie Mengling's pregnancy has made everything so indifferent.
I will become a father, and I will have relatives in the future.
Shen Wendong took his clothes and drove straight to his house on Long Street.
At the same time in Kyoto Song House.
Song Qian sat on the chair, her face remained noble and indifferent as before, like an iceberg, untouchable.
Sitting opposite Song Qian is Song Zhuang, since Song Qian selectively lost her memory, she has not gone to the company, and it has always been Song Zhuang who has been at home with Song Qian.
Song Zhuang looked at his daughter like this, and felt guilty and helpless in his heart, he knew that he should not have stopped his daughter's marriage with Shen Wendong in the first place, and the latter's identity was enough to be worthy of Song Qian.
But now Song Qian and Shen Wendong may really not have fate, right? Shen Wendong's woman had flesh and blood was known to him Song Zhuang, and when he heard the news, Song Zhuang was very unhappy, but he didn't dare to tell Song Qian, although Song Qian might have forgotten Shen Wendong, but he was also afraid that there would be a chance to stimulate Song Qian.
"Uncle, you're here too, hehe, I'll come to see Song Qian."
At this moment, Li Yunfan slowly walked in from outside the courtyard with a bouquet of flowers in his hand, and today's Li Yunfan was wearing a white suit, dressed relatively young.
Song Zhuang saw that it was Li Yunfan who came over, his face suddenly became happy, he stood up, and smiled at Li Yunfan: "Yunfan nephew, sit down."
"Okay, uncle". Li Yunfan was also not polite, and sat in the position where Song Zhuang was sitting, while Song Zhuang stood behind Song Qian, and smiled at Li Yunfan: "You two have a good chat, I have some things to deal with."
Saying that, Song Zhuang walked out quickly, with a hint of a smile on his face, although Song Qian and Shen Wendong have no fate, it is best to marry Li Yunfan, after all, this is the marriage of two families.
Song Zhuang walked down, and Song Qian and Li Yunfan were left in the room, and the atmosphere was a little dull.
Li Yunfan pondered for a while, then raised the rose in his hand, and said to Song Qian affectionately: "Little sister, marry me, I will give you happiness."
When Li Yunfan said this, he looked at Song Qian with anticipation and excitement, eager for Song Qian to agree, but Song Qian sat on the chair as always, without the slightest expression, like a thousand-year-old piece of Xuanbing iron.
Li Yunfan sighed, but continued to smile without being discouraged: "Little sister, you and I have played since childhood, I know you best, so I will give you happiness for a lifetime."
Li Yunfan continued to speak, but Song Qian was still unmoved, even as if she was a deaf person who couldn't hear a sound, and her expression did not change in the slightest.
Song Qian still ignored people, which made Li Yunfan's face a little unhappy, he was also the eldest young master of the Li family, Song Qian was so indifferent, it made him feel a trace of humiliation.
However, Li Yunfan still held back the anger in his heart, and suddenly remembered something, so he couldn't help but smile and said, "Little sister, do you know?" Xie Mengling is pregnant, and Shen Wendong is going to be a father."
Before Li Yunfan's words fell, Song Qian's eyebrows raised slightly, as if she was a little surprised and a little angry, but this expression disappeared in an instant, but it was also remembered by Li Yunfan in her eyes, which made Li Yunfan's heart understand.
"Little sister, have you recovered your memory? Why keep pretending to be amnesia? Are you running away? ”
Li Yunfan frowned and stared at Song Qian tightly, but Song Qian was as cold and noble as ever, which made Li Yunfan feel very disappointed, so Li Yunfan put down the roses, stood up, glanced at Song Qian, and then slowly walked out of the courtyard and left the Song family.
Song Qian raised her gaze, glanced at Li Yunfan's back, and then continued to bow her head without speaking, no one knew what she was thinking.
Song Zhuang stood in the dark and watched Song Qian's performance, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
"Hey, it's all the family's interests that hurt you, Qian'er!!". Song Zhuang turned around and silently left the courtyard with his hands behind his back.
At noon, Xing Tian came to Long Street, and Shen Wendong had already returned to Xie Yuanyuan's house to take care of Xie Mengling.
Xingtian called Shen Wendong to a secluded place and reported the events of this period of time.
"Boss, the twelve silver medal killers have successfully completed their tasks, and some of the small leaders of the South China Tigers have all retreated, and now the territory of South China is completely chaotic, and those black forces in the southwest are a little ready to move, I am afraid that they will start to snatch South China."
Xing Tian reported to Shen Wendong with a solemn face.
Hearing this, Shen Wendong's face changed slightly, and then he said in a deep voice: "Xingtian, tell the boss of Baishan that it's time for the Green Gang to take action, South China is a piece of fat and can't be wasted."
"I've already looked for Baishan, but Baishan said that the territory in South China is too big, and the Qinggang alone is not enough."
"Then let's find another partner." After Shen Wendong heard what Bai Shan meant, he sighed and told Xingtian something, and Xingtian immediately left the long street.
Shen Wendong watched Xingtian leave, then picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number of Fan Shengjun, the king of the Northeast.
Within half a minute, the phone was answered, and there was a hearty laughter with the characteristics of Northeast people.
"Haha, Brother Wendong, isn't it the eyebrows of Ji Province, what's wrong?"
Fan Shengjun has nothing to do with the provincial party committee of Ji Province, if he gets a new one, he Fan Shengjun doesn't know it, and he doesn't eat this set, it will be difficult for him to mix up with the king of the northeast.
"Boss Fan, I called you today because I have a piece of cake for you." Shen Wendong has always remembered Fan Shengjun's affairs, but he has been very busy recently, and he has been arranging this matter for a while, and besides, Ji Province has not been transferred away yet, so he is not in a hurry.
Fan Shengjun listened to Shen Wendong's words, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help asking, "What cake?" ”。
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