She could only smile slightly awkwardly, pretending to be okay and looking left and right.

"Grandpa, my dad."

"He's gone to the company, there's an important meeting in the morning, do you want to stay for a meal at noon?"

"No, grandpa, Shi Xiu just came back from a business trip, and he is very tired, let's go back, you take care of yourself, if the Hu family still comes to make trouble, let Mother Liu call us."

The old man only asked symbolically, knowing that they would not stay, and waved at them indifferently.

……

On the road outside the Song family's villa, a black low-key car was really parked on the side of the road.

Lin Shen's car passed them when it drove off the road, and the people in the car followed the trajectory of the car's movements all the way, until the car completely disappeared in front of their eyes.

Yu Congze glanced at the man in the back seat and spoke.

"I didn't expect to come across such a drama today, but it's really a big surprise, do we still want to go in?"

"Wait a minute, Lin Shen's people just left, what are you anxious about."

Yu Congli didn't reply.

The screen of the notebook in his hand was still lit up, and a dialog box was lit up on the dark screen.

Show what he's really talking to.

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, the other party couldn't help but send several greetings.

Qi: [What about people? 】

π: [Got it.] 】

After he only replied with these three words, he didn't even pay attention to the message sent by the other party behind him, and directly closed his laptop and threw it aside.

"The old man hasn't been in good health lately, so it's best to get his hands on it a year ago."

"The old man of the Song family is inside, Song Qingyun is probably going to the company, who should we find first." Yu Congze took off the sunglasses on his face and asked.

"It's all here, so let's find the old one first."

"Okay."

As he spoke, Yu Congze packed up his sunglasses and turned his head to prepare to go to the car door.

As a result, the hand stopped abruptly just as it touched the door handle.

He first glanced at Xiaomei in the co-pilot behind him, and then at Yu Congli in the back seat.

"What, are you going to let me go alone?"

"Or else? You can't figure it out with an old man? ”

Xiaomei focused on the computer in her hand, and didn't even raise her head to speak, not taking Yu Congze, who had an ugly face in her eyes, at all.

Even Yu Congli in the back row closed his eyes and paid no attention to him at all.

Yu Congze immediately made a bitter face.

"Brother, you really want me to be myself."

"Hmm."

The man didn't even bother to open his eyes before agreeing.

In the end, Yu Congze got out of the car bitterly, and walked to the gate of the Song family's villa step by step with decadent steps.

When he walked into the door of the villa, he straightened his waist sharply.

In the car, after typing the last letter on the keyboard, Xiaomei turned her head to look at the man in the back row, and asked uncertainly: "Just let him go alone." ”

Yu Cong Litiao changed his posture and opened his eyes.

"It's not important, let him go just to let the old man know that the Jiang family's people are back."

Yu Congli's words made Xiaomei confused for a while, but she quickly reacted to the meaning of his words, and then nodded.

"I see."

Yu Congze came out of the villa triumphantly, and when he sat back in the car, his face was full of pride.

"Absolutely complete the task perfectly, after the old man surnamed Song knew that I was the old man's person, that look was really interesting, but unfortunately you were not at the scene at the time, if you saw the old man's appearance, you would definitely be the same as me, haha."

"It's almost, how can you say that it's also Miss's own grandfather, you let him know to Miss like this, and it's over."

Xiaomei was originally just a joke, but it turned out to be heard by Yu Congze, and it did play a certain deterrent role.

He silently glanced back at the man behind him.

In fact, she wasn't afraid that Miss would blame her, in fact, the main thing was the man who was sent after the car.

Yu Congli's prestige still works with him.

"Let's go to Song's family, it's almost time to meet Mr. Song."

Yu Congli looked out of the car window indifferently and said softly.

The right hand on the lap is also gently rubbing the wrench on the thumb of the left hand.

……

Song Building

After Song Qingyun came out of the office after the meeting, he received a message from the secretary.

It was said that two unknown men had named him and said that they wanted to see him, and they were resting at the front desk of the company at this time.

The other party claimed that the Jiang family had come to find him for something important, but if the secretary asked a few more questions, they kept silent.

made it clear that it was not Song Qingyun, I would not talk to anyone and not say anything.

When Song Qingyun heard the words of the Jiang family, his expression was stunned, and he immediately ignored the shouting of the secretary behind him, and quickly stopped going downstairs.

When he saw the two young men at the front desk, the look on the men's faces was very complicated.

It was Yu Cong who was the first to spot Song Qingyun standing here, and exclaimed, "Mr. Song." ”

Yu Cong Zeyu and Yu Congli got up from their chairs and faced him.

And Song Qingyun suddenly came back to his senses because of his voice.

"You are ......"

"Uncle."

Yu Congli's uncle made him frown.

It's no wonder that people who haven't seen it for more than ten years can't recognize it at a glance.

Song Qingyun stared at them several times at night before he realized who the man in front of him was.

"Are you...... A small gift? ”

Yu Congli smiled at him and bowed his head.

Song Qingyun looked at him in surprise, he didn't expect that the boy who was thin and small before would be so tall and handsome.

"Uncle, I haven't seen you for a long time, and there is no change from before."

"You kid is laughing and laughing, more than ten years, how can it be that it hasn't changed, have you seen Nan Nan this time? Haven't you informed her yet, if she knew......"

"Uncle, don't worry, in fact, we have a mission to come back this time, I have made an appointment with the girl to meet, and the main reason for coming to you today is my master's meaning."

The man fell silent.

Yu Congli and Yu Congze glanced at each other, and the two also did not speak, but silently waited for the man in front of them to speak.

After a while, Song Qingyun raised his eyes to look at them again, and nodded slightly: "You guys come with me." ”

Two young men at random followed him in the direction of the conference room.

……

——

Since the last time the Hu family ate deflated at the Song family, they have never appeared in front of the Song family again.

They didn't dare to mess with the Song family, let alone the Jiang family and the Lin family, so they finally chose the Ding family behind Ding Wenxuan.

The Ding family only belongs to the lower middle family in Yancheng, and it belongs to the same kind as the Hu family.

But in the past two years, under the control of Ding Wenxuan, the Ding family has indeed gone to the next level.

But for the Hu family, who no longer dare to provoke, it is a good casual kneading.

Every day, the Hu family sent different people to make trouble outside the Ding Group building, holding signs and loudspeakers, and hyped up a series of remarks such as the president of the Ding Group being a junior and destroying other people's families, and causing the hostess to have a miscarriage and go crazy.

On the first day, the people sent by the Hu family were driven out of the hall by the company's security guards and were not allowed to approach a single step.

In the next few days, they will learn to be well-behaved, and if they don't go in, they can make trouble outside.

The road outside is not your Ding clan's territory, and you really can't control them.

At first, Ding Wenxuan could swallow her anger as if she didn't know anything, and she was doing her own thing seriously.

But the latter people intensified, and even sometimes punctured the tires of her car in the parking lot, and she simply found the problem before the car left the parking lot, otherwise driving on the road might be a matter of two deaths.

And many, not with paint and writing those foul language downstairs in her company.

Otherwise, he was holding a loudspeaker and was eager to publicize the matter of her and Jiang Qianchuan.

Once or twice, you may be able to endure it, but there are too many times, and those who can endure it can't withstand their tossing.

When she got off work that night, it happened to be Jiang Qianchuan who came to pick her up.

Because Jiang Qianchuan and Lin Wan had also heard about the things in the past few days, so for the sake of safety, they asked Jiang Qianchuan to pick her up when they got off work at night, and the two of them came back together, so that they could be safer.

It's just that Jiang Qianchuan's car just drove out of the parking lot today, and a thick red paint splashed on his car window.

The black car was instantly dyed red.

If the car behind him hadn't stepped on the brakes in time, I'm afraid they would have to crash into it directly.

The owner of the car behind scolded and poked his head out, but when he saw the car in front of him, he silently closed his mouth.

Sitting back in the car, hitting the steering wheel and leaving quickly.

Jiang Qianchuan got out of the car and saw that his car had been splashed with paint, red and with a pungent and unpleasant smell.

He strode forward and grabbed the man who was carrying the paint bucket, his face gloomy.

"Do you fucking know how much my car costs! Do you deserve it! ”

Jiang Qianchuan was angry.

He should be aware that he is driving a sedan today, not a roadster.

Otherwise, this bucket of paint will be poured down from the beginning, and it will really kill people.

Ding Wenxuan, who was in the car, got out of the car in response and stood nervously beside Jiang Qianchuan, one hand still tugging at his sleeve, and his eyes skimmed around uneasily, obviously afraid that someone would rush out of him.

The security guard at the nearby security booth also came out to help, subduing the man with the broken paint, and then looked at the two of them.

"Mr. Ding, Mr. Jiang is really sorry for this kind of thing."

"Don't say anything, call the police, it's useless for this kind of person to say it, just let the police deal with it."

"Okay, okay."

Ding Wenxuan was so troubled by these things that her stomach seemed to become less comfortable.

Seeing that he was not held responsible, the security guard immediately nodded and said yes, and turned his head to get the phone to call the police.

Jiang Qianchuan looked at his car, and felt that it was difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart if he didn't move his hands, so he raised his foot and hit that person's body several times.