"You are much more savvy than Song Zhenguo."

In any case, I didn't expect him to make such a request, Old Man Cheng pondered for a while, thought for a while, and then agreed:

"Our two families were originally families, and it doesn't hurt to form an alliance now...... Just, do you really just want this? ”

"Then Mr. Cheng thinks, what more should I want?"

He is not Song Zhenguo's man who only has money and his first love that has gone away, and Song Bingjue's eyes are even brighter:

"Money is just a number for me, isn't it the same for you?"

Hearing his words, Old Man Cheng couldn't help laughing, and he clapped his hands:

"If your grandfather sees your appearance, he should feel that Song Qing left him a good grandson."

Speaking of this, Old Man Cheng's tone suddenly became solemn:

"But having come this far, we should be more careful every step of the way. The more things you hold in your hands, the more people will see that you are not used to trying to pull you down. There's a lot more you need to learn if you want to go the long way. ”

"It's nature."

Song Bingjue was not half impatient with Old Lady Cheng's advice, he listened quietly, Old Man Cheng saw that his expression was steady and not arrogant or impatient, and his heart was even more approving, he sighed:

"Now you don't have to let me worry about it anymore, it's just that Wushuang kid is less than one-tenth of yours."

There are dozens of people up and down the Cheng family, and now there are seven or eight grandchildren, but among them, Cheng Wushuang is the most reassuring.

Now that the two families have formed an alliance, Old Man Cheng simply opened the skylight and said something bright, he looked at Song Bingjue:

"Cheng Wushuang's character, you know. He has been windy and rainy since he was a child, and he has a troublesome appearance, I really can't rest assured. ”

"It's true that his looks are a little too attractive."

Even though "English Rose" is the nickname of Cheng Wushuang by the outside world, from this title, it can also reflect the beauty of his appearance, his beauty is between Chinese and Western aesthetics, no matter which way you look at it, he is a beautiful man.

"After my death, the prestige of the Cheng family will inevitably decline in a short period of time, and when the time comes, he will be handed over to you."

After speaking, Old Man Cheng coughed heavily, it took him a while to regain his composure, he looked at Song Bingjue and said:

"I left him some property in the mainland, which will be in your name for the time being, and when he returns to China, you will transfer it to him."

As he spoke, Old Man Cheng pointed to the folder given to him and motioned for the property power of attorney to be inside.

"Mr. Cheng, isn't he afraid that I will embezzle these properties?"

Picked it up at random and flipped through it, Song Bingjue couldn't help but smile slightly when he saw the amount of property inside:

"Put so many things in my name, and when the time comes, the Cheng family, who are fighting for family property, will scold me well."

"You are Song Bingjue, who dares to scold you?"

Hearing the ridicule in his words, Old Man Cheng couldn't help laughing, "As for whether you will swallow it privately...... Didn't you say that? By now, money is just a number. How could you tear up the alliance with the Cheng family for the sake of numbers? ”

Hearing the meaning of his words, Song Bingjue couldn't help but secretly say a word to the old fox in his heart, but he calmly put away everything on his face, and he nodded:

"Since you have entrusted me with such an important matter, then I will not disappoint your expectations."

Song Bingjue, who walked out of the study, handed over the folder to his subordinates who came with him, he walked to the balcony, overlooking the scenery below, it was already late at night, the Cheng family's dinner had just kicked off, he looked at the people dancing in the hall at his feet, Dai Wen was dancing with a good-looking woman, and Cheng Wushuang was holding a wine glass to entertain his friends...... They were unaware of what was about to happen, and everyone's face was filled with genuine joy.

The purpose of Old Man Cheng's conversation with him...... Aren't they all asking for the same thing?

Thinking of the great change that was about to happen, he couldn't help but take a glass of wine from the tray in the waiter's hand, put it in his mouth and drank it down.

After the banquet, Dai Wen returned to the car with a spring breeze, and he looked at his friend sitting beside him, "When did you come out?" Why haven't I seen you all this time? ”

"It's been out for a while."

At the moment, he didn't want to tell Dai Wen about Old Man Cheng, after all, some things were just his inferences, and he rubbed his eyebrows:

"Let's go back to the hotel first. It's a bit too much today and I need to rest. ”

The next day, Song Bingjue got up early in the morning, according to his people's report, Mu Goodnight and Ya had been playing near the University of Greenwich a few days ago, and according to her character, the University of Greenwich would definitely be a stop for her.

He waited near the school gate, and after a while, he saw the Rolls-Royce Phantom parked at the door, and the man in the photo who gritted his teeth with hatred came down first, he was wearing a simple white T, refreshing, like an ordinary college student.

He walked around and opened the car door, and a woman in a light blue cotton and linen skirt walked down with her head down, her long hair was permed at the ends, and the whole person became more and more refined, lining the dress she was wearing, more and more like a pampered rich lady.

The two walked inside, I have to say, the two look very compatible, plus such an eye-catching oriental face is not common in London, and many students passing by them can't help but look at them curiously.

I couldn't stand it anymore, Song Bingjue also got out of the car, he followed them, and many British girls even boldly stepped forward to ask for his contact information, he couldn't dodge it, and followed them directly, he wanted to see when she would find him.

"This is the school where my good friend used to study abroad......

Unaware of what was happening behind her, she looked at the university with great interest, where Jiajia had spent three years, and she felt kind to everything here:

However, Cheng Wushuang also graduated from this school. I think this university is amazing. ”

"I think it's great to be able to go to university."

He really has no talent in reading, so Ya can only dryly pander:

"However, I feel that today's college students are quite unprofessional, and they are hooked up in school all day long......"

"You have to be considerate of those students. Domestic students have been studying hard for 12 years, and it is inevitable that they will be a little relaxed after being admitted to university. ”

She didn't have any aversion to falling in love, and she walked to the bulletin board of the distinguished alumni with great interest:

"Look, there are a lot of celebrities up there."

Just as she was looking carefully through the glass window, she saw a person in the reflection who shouldn't have been here!

She rubbed her eyes, thinking that she had seen it wrong, and moved closer to the window, still there!

She immediately turned around, Song Bingjue was standing less than ten meters away from her, he was wearing a gray-blue shirt, and two buttons were loosened at random at the collar, which became more and more sexy and ascetic, she was so happy that she almost wanted to scream, what was angry and sad, all of them were left behind by her, she trotted in front of him in a few steps, and a pair of eyes were shining like a starry sky:

"You, you, you...... What are you doing here? ”

Seeing that she was so excited that she couldn't even finish speaking, Song Bingjue's frosty color faded a lot because of Ya's appearance, he reached out and held her hand, and hugged her into his arms:

"You've lost weight."

Hearing these three words, the anger, grievance, and fear of the previous period came to her heart in an instant, and her tears came out at once, and she buried her head in his chest, and said with a little coquettishness:

"It's not all your fault! Who told you to say those nasty words? Is there something that can't be said properly? I thought about ignoring you again! ”

Following Shen Yu's side, she finally opened up her personality slowly, Song Bingjue had mixed feelings in his heart, he stroked her head, "Because there are some things in the country that must be dealt with, so I only came to you now, if you are still angry, you can beat me hard to get angry." ”

As he spoke, he took her hand and beckoned to him, Mu Wan'an quickly pulled his hand back, she didn't even have time to wipe the tears on her face, so she pulled her hand out of his hand, "What are you doing?" It's my own idea to punish you, so I don't want you to make such a self-assertion! ”

As soon as her words fell, the lazy voice of the Asian slouch interjected:

"It seems that Mr. Song is really good at picking time, and he chose to come when our boss is not in the UK."

Suddenly I remembered that Ya was still around! Mu Wan'an hurriedly took two steps back and withdrew from Song Bingjue's arms, but the next second he was pressed back, and he said quite strongly:

"What? Talking about thinking about me and can't wait to leave me? ”

This sentence really sounded like an incomparable middle two plus a small language, Mu Wan'an blushed shamefully, and she struggled to poke her head out of Song Bingjue's arms and introduced:

"This is Ya, my friend, he has been taking me here in London for the past few days."

Of course I know he's Ya, and I also know that this guy was sent to you by your ill-intentioned brother who wanted to break us up so that you can be in love for a long time!

Although he shouted in his heart how far this guy could go, Song Bingjue still showed an extremely kind smile on his face, "Ya? It turned out to be you, it's better to see than to hear. ”

As he spoke, he took the initiative to stretch out his hand and waited for Ya to shake it back.

If this man doesn't want to laugh, don't laugh......

Seeing the extremely stiff smile on Song Bingjue's face, Ya felt that his face was also cramping, he looked at the woman who was struggling in Song Bingjue's arms, and also held his hand:

"I know you too, Song Bingjue."