Su Changfeng was playing with Su Su.

"Dad, Mom is still unhappy about today's events. Su Su didn't want her mother to be unhappy......" Su Su pouted, playing while looking at Song Qingge who was in a daze next to him.

Su Changfeng smiled: "It's okay, with Dad here, Mom's troubles will be solved." ”

"Fart!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a stern voice sounded.

Song Shiming and Jiang Li walked in.

Jiang Li looked at Su Changfeng angrily, eager to kill him.

"Su Changfeng, are you having a bad brain? Who just told you to speak? Can't you see how hard it is to get the old lady to let go? You ruined Qingge's future, you know! ”

Song Qingge stood up and looked at Jiang Li.

"Mom, don't scold Changfeng, it's my own company that I don't want to go back to the Song family."

Jiang Li took Song Qingge's arm and said earnestly: "Qingge, Mom knows that you are tall and backbone." But Qinggao and backbone can't be eaten. If you don't go back to the company, do you really want to live in that small noodle restaurant for the rest of your life? ”

Song Qingge was silent and did not speak.

"Who else can you count on but to go back? Do you expect Su Changfeng? He's just a retired soldier, he doesn't have any fart skills, so he can't help you at all, okay? Jiang Li said angrily.

Su Changfeng looked at Jiang Li, "Mom, maybe, I can help Qingge." ”

Canglong God of War, hands and eyes reach the sky, and power dominates the world. It's too easy to help your wife develop her career.

But people who don't know his identity naturally don't think so, and take his words as a joke.

"Su Changfeng, shut up!" Jiang Li glared at Su Changfeng: "I don't have fart skills, bragging is a top trick." ”

Song Qingge pulled Jiang Li's arm: "Mom, don't be angry, Changfeng is like this, maybe he developed a bad habit when he was a soldier." ”

Jiang Li snorted.

Song Shiming, who was on the side, sighed lightly: "Qingge, tell me, what do you think now?" ”

Song Qingge looked at Song Shiming, hesitated for a long time, and said, "Dad, I want to ...... Start a company. ”

"What?"

Song Shiming and Jiang Li were stunned.

"Qingge, you're not kidding, are you?"

Song Qingge nodded: "No." I'm serious. ”

"You're right, I can't live on a small noodle restaurant for the rest of my life, but because of the suppression of the Song family, there is no company in Hangzhou that is willing to accept me, so I can only open my own company."

"I thought about it, the foreign trade market is relatively hot now, so I want to register a trading company. It just so happened that the major I studied in college was also most closely related to the foreign trade industry. ”

Song Shiming and Jiang Li both frowned.

"Qingge, how much does it cost to register a trading company?"

Song Qingge said: "A trading company with import and export qualifications costs 500,000 yuan. ”

“...... Half a million? So much? ”

Song Shiming and Jiang Li's expressions became gloomy.

The family has not made any money at all in the past few years, and relies on factory work and opening a noodle shop to support themselves at most.

500,000, that's a lot of money.

Song Qingge said: "Parents, I'll figure out how to figure out this money myself, so you don't have to worry about it." But on the Song family's side, I definitely won't go back. ”

Seeing that Song Qingge was very decisive, Song Shiming and Jiang Li did not persuade again.

Of course, they also knew that the old lady's four-point request was very excessive and had risen to the level of insult.

Song Shiming sighed: "Qingge, it's not so simple to start a company. Even if you borrow 500,000, there are still countless difficulties waiting for you in the future. ”

Song Qingge's gaze was resolute: "Even if there is a sea of swords and fires in front of me, I have to give it a try." ”