"Humph!"

Song Meiyi honestly lowered her head and stopped talking.

He Zefeng said faintly: "It turns out that you are here for Song Haotian, it just so happens that I am also looking for you." ”

The old man's attitude was very unkind: "Looking for me? It won't be for the last project, don't waste your efforts, I can't give you that project, you have the ability to fight for it yourself! ”

Song Meiyi was very embarrassed, and pulled her back Old Man Song: "Dad, you give me some face!" ”

Old Man Song snorted coldly: "Stay on the side." ”

Song Meiyi felt aggrieved, so she had to smile at He Zefeng: "Zefeng, my father's temper is like this, don't you mind it." ”

She was answered by a moment of silence.

He Zefeng's face was indifferent: "Song Haotian is here." ”

As soon as he heard this, Old Man Song immediately became angry, pointed at him and scolded: "It turns out that you kidnapped my son!" ”

He Zefeng's tone was indifferent: "You can't talk nonsense, I'm just inviting him to drink cold tea for a few days." ”

Old Man Song was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, thinking that he underestimated He Zefeng.

"Tell me, what are you going to do to release my son."

It is worthy of having seen strong winds and waves, Old Man Song thought calmly after a while, it was he who suffered from the hard fight with He Zefeng, it was better to have a good talk.

Song Meiyi was surprised: "Zefeng, are you joking, my brother is really here with you?" ”

He Zefeng's image in Song Meiyi's heart is perfect, it is impossible for him to kidnap his brother, there must be something wrong.

Hearing this, He Zefeng snorted lightly as if he had heard some funny joke.

"If you want to bring Song Haotian back, you can, but you have to exchange it at the same price."

Old Man Song gritted his teeth angrily and said indignantly: "What conditions do you want?" ”

He Zefeng said lazily: "Simple, give me the project in your hand, then Song Haotian and I will naturally send you back safe and sound." ”

The project he was talking about was the last time the Song family and the He family had been fighting for a long time, but the old man Song did something behind his back, which caused the project to be accepted by the Song family.

And now He Zefeng wants to go back again, which is equivalent to making the Song family lose 100 million.

That's a lot of money for the company.

Song Meiyi covered her mouth in shock, and said sneeringly: "Zefeng, you must be joking, isn't it, my father has a bad heart, can you look at my face and speak well, in fact, we can work together." ”

Old Man Song really has a bad heart, he began to feel that he couldn't breathe, but it didn't show it on his face, he didn't want to be underestimated by the enemy.

He Zefeng snorted lightly, his eyes were cold: "Miss Song, are we very familiar?" ”

After this sentence fell, Song Meiyi felt as if she had been hit hard, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

"Zefeng, we grew up together, even if there is a conflict between us because of Shen Wanbai, we are still best friends."

"Friends?"

He Zefeng said disdainfully: "I don't need a friend like you, if there is nothing to do, please leave, I still have work to do." ”

Song Meiyi's eyes were burned by He Zefeng's indifference, and there was hatred in her eyes.

Shen Wanbai, it's all because of you, if it weren't for you Zefeng, you wouldn't be like this!

Old Man Song stood up slowly, and the air pressure was very low.

"Let's go!"

When he walked to the door, he suddenly stopped: "He Zefeng, you'd better remember today, one day I will let you kneel and beg me!" Hum! ”

After the two left, the assistant cautiously asked, "Mr. He, does Song Shao need to be released now?" ”

He Zefeng's expression was indifferent: "Don't be in a hurry at this time, wait for when Old Man Song will send the project, and it's not too late to release people when the time comes, just let Song Haotian taste more bitterness in the warehouse." ”

The assistant couldn't help but silently mourn for Song Haotian for a minute, brother, good luck.

Two hours later, the Song family sent someone to send the contract for the project to He's family, and He Zefeng kept his promise and released the person.

However, Song Haotian came out lying down.

In the VIP room of the city hospital building, Old Man Song saw his son lying on the hospital bed because of his weak body, and his hatred for He Zefeng deepened.

"Son, I will definitely avenge you!"

Tonight, there is no moonlight and no starlight, and it is pitch black.

Shen Wanbai didn't know what he was doing in the kitchen, and when he heard a movement at the door, he immediately put down the things in his hand and ran upstairs quickly, returned to the room, and closed the door slammed shut.

The housekeeper sighed slightly: "Alas, I don't know when Miss Shen and the young master will reconcile." ”

At the entrance, as soon as the housekeeper saw He Zefeng coming in, he stepped forward and bowed his head.

"Young Master, you came back early today."

While He Zefeng raised his eyes, he glanced upstairs, of course, these were all seen by the housekeeper.

He thought that according to the young master's temper, it was enough to reconcile with Miss Shen, or he would help him.

"Young master, Miss Shen was still making dim sum in the kitchen just now, and she asked me what flavor you like to eat."

He Zefeng was stunned and frowned slightly: "What about her?" ”

Seeing that there was a play, the housekeeper continued: "Miss Shen seems to be tired and went upstairs to rest, Miss Shen seems to be making dim sum for the first time, and it took a lot of time, almost all day in the kitchen." ”

Hearing this, He Zefeng's heart couldn't help but soften, it seemed that she cared about him.

"Okay, I know, you go and help first, I'll go up and have a look."

The butler smiled from ear to ear and bowed: "Yes." ”

A yellowish light could be seen through the crack in the door underneath, indicating that she hadn't slept yet.

"Knock knock."

He Zefeng raised his hand and knocked lightly twice.

But the people in the back room were stiff, and it was fear that came from their bones.

"What is he coming to do, he can't open the door, can't let him in."

After waiting for a long time, no one opened the door, and no one answered, He Zefeng thought to himself, it can't be that he is asleep.

So, he put his hand on the handle of the lock, twisted it to the right, and found that the door had been locked from the inside, and could not be opened from the outside.

He Zefeng's good-looking brows frowned, and the good mood just now disappeared all of a sudden.

The door has to be locked during the break, is this to prevent him?

He Zefeng suddenly lost his mood and went downstairs with a black face.

When the housekeeper saw He Zefeng's face, he chuckled in his heart, and vaguely had a bad premonition, thinking that the young master wouldn't be messed up.

"Butler, stop!"

Just when the housekeeper was about to slip away, he was stopped by He Zefeng coldly from behind, and he couldn't help pretending that nothing had happened, turned around, and bowed his head.

"Young Master."

"You just said that Shen Wanbai made pastries for me, where are the pastries?"

The housekeeper's forehead was soaked with cold sweat: "I haven't seen Miss Shen take it out, maybe it's still in the kitchen." ”

He Zefeng narrowed his eyes and walked straight towards the kitchen.