Song Ping knew Mr. Charles.

Mr. Charles is a good friend of the old man, and a good friend of the young master Song Huaijin. In the past, on the master's birthday, almost all of the young master's gifts were brought by Torcharles. Even usually, Charles occasionally comes over to accompany the master and chat with him.

Today, the master should be happy. Song Ping thought about it, with a slight smile and relief in his eyes.

But he didn't want to, Song Ren, who was sitting on the sofa, snorted coldly, and his already serious face became even more stiff.

"It's not half past seven. I haven't eaten breakfast yet, and he's coming to ask me to postpone my breakfast? Song Ren's tone was tinged with displeasure.

Old Man Song is getting older, and while paying attention to health preservation, his temper is becoming more and more stubborn. He even set the next rule at some point, that no matter who came before noon, he would not be entertained, and it would disturb his rest. The industry also began to rumor that the old man had an eccentric temper.

But hearsay is hearsay. Song Group is now a big business, not only in China, but also in the international influence is not small. Although everyone is so rumored, they still don't dare to break the rules set by the old man, and they really won't just let a big tree like the Song family not come to make friends. It's just that they gradually acquiesced, and they won't come to visit and disturb before noon.

Song Ping was not afraid, and even the smile on his face deepened a little, with a somewhat coaxing childish tone, "The master doesn't want to see him, so let him take it in the reception room, and see you when he wants to see him after the master finishes breakfast?" ”

After serving Song Ren for so many years, how could Song Ping not know that the old man was playing with his temper.

In previous years, birthday gifts were brought to Mr. Song by Charles a day in advance.

I don't know what's going on this year, I didn't send it yesterday, but I only came today. I'm afraid that last night, the master didn't sleep well, and it was because of this incident. It's just that for the sake of face or something else, I don't say anything, I just want to wait for others to coax me.

It is said that the old man is the old, and the older he gets, the more like an old child. Now it seems that this is really the case. If this is a young master, where would he still play with these children's tempers, I am afraid that he will call the young master directly and scold the dissatisfaction in his heart.

Song Ping couldn't cry or laugh in his heart.

Over there, Song Ren snorted coldly again, but his face was a little softer than before. "If he wants to wait, take him to the reception room and wait, if he can't wait, let him go first."

Song Ren's words were straightforward, and he didn't have the slightest idea that he would be rude to the guests by doing this.

He has lived all his life, and he has been strong all his life, and he has always been flattered by others, and he has no share in pleasing others. Even the difficult days when he was young and self-made didn't make him bend down to anyone. Besides, anyway, according to his current family business and business status, there is no need for him to please anyone anymore.

After speaking, he opened his mouth with a cold face and ordered: "I'm hungry, set the meal." ”

"Hey!" Song Ping hurriedly answered, and hurriedly ordered the maid to take Mr. Charles to the reception room to wait, and then went to the kitchen to urge the breakfast to be put on the table.

And outside the door.

Charles stood at the door with his two companions and waited for a while, still with a perfect smile on his face, without the slightest displeasure.

When the maid hurried out again and said what Song Ren meant to the three of them, Charles still smiled and nodded.

After getting along with Old Man Song for so long, he also knew more or less Old Man Song's temperament, as well as the rule that Old Man Song had set down by others that no one was allowed to visit before noon.

Although this time, he thought that Old Man Song would let himself in to meet him for the sake of coming over with Song Huaijin's birthday gift, but now this scene also made him somewhat prepared, so he was not too surprised.

Beckoning to the two equally blonde companions behind him, he moved the things off the car - two boxes, looking at the appearance, seem to be unique wooden boxes of China, and they are also carved with fine patterns in the Chinese style.

Seeing this, the maid also beckoned back, and wanted to call the other servants who were building flowers and trees in the yard to come and help carry them.

was stopped by Charles waving his hand.

"No, it's just two boxes of stuff, not too heavy. Besides, the people in the courtyard are all young and beautiful like you, like fairies, why are you embarrassed to do it? As he said this, Charles did not forget to praise the maid.

The good and not frivolous upbringing made the maid have a deeper affection for Charles in her heart.

Nodding, he led a few people into the door more enthusiastically and went to the reception room to wait.

After taking everything to the reception room and carefully placing it down, Charles thanked the two companions who had come to help him carry his things.

"Thank you. Okay, I don't need you anymore, you can go back first. Charles's tone was not so polite and polite towards his brother.

The two nodded, didn't say much, just bumped their fists at Charles, made a gesture that only brothers do, and turned away.

When Song Ren entered the reception room, he only saw Charles holding a book and reading it with relish.

Even Song Ren came in, Charles didn't find out.

It took two light coughs to catch Charles's attention, and he put down the book in his hand, raised his head, and stood up.

"You're here. I thought I would have to wait until after noon to see you, Mr. Song. Charles looked up at the time, it was only half past nine, and smiled.

After seeing Song Ren, Charles took the initiative to change the F Chinese in his mouth to Chinese, so as not to make Song Ren listen to it laboriously. Although the words are not spoken up to standard, some words sound strangely pronounced. Although Song Ren knows F Chinese and has lived in F country for so many years, after all, he is old, and it will inevitably be difficult to distinguish it.

While speaking, Charles walked to the door, took Song Ren's hand very familiarly, took Song Ren's hand, walked to the reception room, and finally helped him sit down. It can be seen that he usually does these things less.

Song Ren's originally serious face eased. There was just no opening.

Charles didn't mind either,

He also sat down next to him and opened his mouth with a smile, "I was really anxious yesterday, I just flew back from Huaguo Huaijin, and the flight was delayed, so I arrived today." If it's too late today, if I can't get there, then I'm really going to die at the airport in Huaguo. ”

In a word, he explained why he didn't deliver the gift yesterday, but only came to visit today with the gift.

Song Ren's face eased again, and the displeasure in his eyes dissipated a little.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the words in his mouth still carried a little reproach: "So, you young people, you just don't have a sense of time in advance. Even if you know that your flight is delayed, you won't prepare in advance, so you have to wait until you know that your flight is late and you are stuck at the airport. ”

(End of chapter)