Although the Song family is only a second-rate family in this city, it can be regarded as having a wide range of friends, and this time Mrs. Song celebrated her seventieth birthday, in addition to her own family, she also really invited a lot of guests.

Early in the morning, Wang Manli's family had already come to the door of the Song family's villa.

Compared with the annual meeting a few days ago, she is now in good spirits, she looks a few years younger, she has a successful career, her husband is full of loads, and even her daughter has a good home.

The only fly in the ointment is that Guo Qianfan has to follow with a shy face.

"Isn't this Song Xuan and her mother? It's beautiful! ”

"yes, like the sisters."

"The one next to him is the son-in-law of the Song family, who has crossed Qianfan, alas, it's really shit luck!"

"You don't know where, do you? This guy has been sleeping on the sofa, and he can't touch his wife, and now it is said that his wife is also with Fang Mingheng, the general manager of the star company, ah, it's the person next to him, tsk! ”

Listening to the discussions of the guests, Wang Manli's face was hot, if it wasn't for her own image, she would have slapped her again.

She held back her anger and asked Qianfan: "I asked you to prepare a gift for the old lady, are you ready?" ”

……

Guo Qianfan kept Zheng Ke's conditions in mind and didn't say a word.

Wang Manli couldn't help but scold, but at this moment, she only heard the bells and drums in the villa, and the sound of jubilant music came out.

The birthday feast officially began.

She could only swallow the curse with hatred and hurried inside.

More than 300 members of the Song family have all arrived, plus more than 100 other guests, the villa is crowded, and it is naturally the old lady Song who sits in the main seat, she is dressed in a red Tang suit, smiling, and looks extra festive.

The host invited from the TV station shouted: "Please relatives and friends, congratulations to the old lady on her birthday!" ”

"Wu is late, atone for your sins!"

There was a long laugh outside, and a middle-aged man with a big belly walked in, this person was Wu Dongliang, the general manager of the Changjiang Group, and the Song family were business partners and had a close relationship.

"I wish Mrs. Song a blessing like the East China Sea and a longevity than Nanshan!"

He took a box from the hand of the secretary behind him and opened it with his own hands.

"Shrimp ?!!"

At this moment, the surrounding exclamations continued.

Inside the box is a painting, in which a pair of ink shrimp are lively and lifelike, and although the body is painted in light ink, it looks crystal clear.

Even people who don't know anything about Chinese painting can't help but lose their color when they see the signature on the painting.

Apricot Dock old people Baishi.

It is a painting of the old man Shiraishi, according to the current market price, a shrimp costs 1.5 million, so it is a birthday gift worth 3 million!

Even the always calm old lady Song couldn't close her mouth happily, and hurriedly stood up and greeted repeatedly: "This is too wasteful, Mr. Wu, please sit down, please sit down!" ”

With such a blockbuster gift at the beginning of the birthday banquet, the guests couldn't help but look forward to the follow-up.

Song Siyuan stood up, straightened the suit on his body, and immediately became the focus of attention of the crowd.

Everyone knows that he is Mrs. Song's favorite grandson, and he is in charge of a company with assets of 30 million.

[After the show, I will take the opportunity to ask for the gift of this kid Qianfan, so that he will lose face, so that I can breathe this breath!] 】

He had already made a wishful thinking.

Every move in the villa, Zheng Ke outside was clear, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "It's time for you to play!" ”

"Grandma, I'm ......"

"Mrs. Song, I wish you a long life and happiness!"

Song Siyuan was about to walk to the center, but someone rushed to the front and bowed respectfully.

It's Fang Mingheng!

"Fang Mingheng, you kid is tired of life!" Liu Zhiyuan, who was in the limelight, glared at him fiercely and squeezed out words from between his teeth.

If it was in the past, where did Fang Mingheng dare to argue with Song Siyuan, who had the Song family as his backer, but after talking to Zheng Ke for a long time, the situation was very different.

The Song family? It's just ants!

Fang Mingheng chuckled, didn't bother to deal with Song Siyuan, but took out a small jade box from his arms.

Inside the jade box was a check, and the numbers on the check blinded everyone's eyes!

Seven hundred million!

At this moment, everyone held their breath, you must know that the activity funds of the entire Song family together are only about one billion, and this is already the limit of a second-rate family.

Fang Mingheng took out 700 million in one fell swoop.

"This must be fake, how can anyone use 700 million as a birthday gift?" Song Siyuan suddenly shouted.

There were not a few people present who nodded, even the old lady Song couldn't believe it, how could there be such a big injustice in the world?

Fang Mingheng had a smile on his face, tears in his heart, he was also very heartbroken, and he was reluctant, but his arms couldn't twist his thighs.

When there was a lot of commotion, two people in bank uniforms suddenly walked into the villa.

"President Feng, why are you here?" Song Siyuan looked at it in a panic and hurriedly greeted it.

The people who do business can not be known to other people, and how can the bank presidents who deal with them every day not know.

"You may be seated!"

"No, I'm fine!" President Feng smiled calmly, "I came here just to prove to Manager Fang that there is no problem with his check." ”

With that, he turned and left.

As a key figure in the city's financial industry, where would he personally come over to do this kind of thing, but if the person he ordered was a playhouse, it would be very different.

"Ming Heng, this, this is too precious!"

Mrs. Song no longer questioned it, she spoke with a trill, trembling and took the jade box and held it in her arms: "Do you want to marry Xuan'er, no problem, I will let her divorce Guo Qianfan now!" ”

Fang Mingheng likes Song Xuan is a well-known thing, but Guo Qianfan is still here, isn't it too faceless to give him?

Everyone looked at the 700 million check, compared their hearts to their hearts, and they all understood.

Not to mention being a son-in-law, even if the whole family goes through the divorce procedures together, it is worth it!

"Then I'll thank Mrs. Song first!" Fang Mingheng was overjoyed.

But Guo Qianfan didn't feel anything, and even smiled at Fang Mingheng, which was even more solid in the eyes of everyone.

"It's time for Song Wu." Zheng Ke's prompt sound came from the earphones.

"By the way, old lady, Uncle Song Wushu also has a big gift for you!"

Song Wushu, who was named by name, looked blinded, he originally planned to speak again at the beginning of the birthday banquet, but since Fang Mingheng gave him this opportunity, he couldn't back down, right?

"Mom, thanks to your Hongfu, I have made a small achievement abroad during this time, and this time I will give you a big gift for your birthday!"

He looked at Fang Mingheng on the side, gritted his teeth and said, "It's even bigger than his!" ”