Dai Wen, who was noncommittal about this, just whistled, saying that he knew, and Song Bingjue didn't care about him anymore, he knew that Dai Wen had always been very measured in these aspects.

When they arrived at the destination, Song Bingjue took the lead in getting out of the car, and the venue for the Cheng family to hold the banquet was chosen in a house far away from the residence, at this time there were already guests coming and going, many European nobles shuttled among them, and there were some ancient and noble families, such as the young lady of the Medici family who went to City A with Cheng Wushuang last time, and was also in the crowd at this time.

"Tsk...... In the past, I just thought that the Cheng family was vain, but now it seems that the Cheng family is more solid than I imagined. ”

Dai Wen also noticed the identities of these people, and he also faded away from the appearance of a hanger on weekdays, and stood up straight, but he was a little more noble than usual.

"It's like a human being."

Song Bingjue glanced at his friend who was finally serious, Dai Wen took two glasses of wine from the waiter's hand and handed one to his friend, "Although I have an average status in the family, I represent the Bourbon family outside." ”

"I really hope you can think of your family when you're out hunting."

Song Bingjue was noncommittal about what he said, he took a sip of wine and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows:

"It's really rich that the wine used for such a banquet turned out to be the Chateau Margaux from 1995."

"You think it's just a simple banquet?"

Devon, who is well versed in the urine of the aristocracy of the European continent, couldn't help but show a very mocking smile, but with his golden hair and handsome face, people will not be able to perceive the deep meaning behind the smile:

"These so-called nobles just want to show the strength of their families with such a banquet. Either they don't hold banquets, or they are extremely luxurious, for fear of falling behind the rest of the nobles. ”

"It's really a life of dreams and deaths."

Song Bingjue didn't care, he took a sip and put down the wine glass, but at this time, the old lady of the Cheng family had not yet appeared, and it seemed that he would not show up at the banquet.

Dai Wen also had some acquaintances here, so he went to say hello first, Song Bingjue also walked slowly towards the place where there were few people, and just stood by the window, a person who looked like a waiter came over, he bowed and said:

"Mr. Song, our lord is invited."

This old man is naturally the old lady of the Cheng family, the protagonist of today's banquet.

Song Bingjue's heart sank, as soon as he left the crowd, someone came over, obviously observing from the time he came in.

followed the waiter through several corridors, and finally stood in front of a quaint wooden door, looking at the gold carved ornaments on the door that were no longer bright, Song Bingjue guessed that this should be a study, the waiter knocked on the door, and the old man's weak voice came from inside:

"Come in."

The waiter skillfully opened the door and made a gesture to him, Song Bingjue looked at the black hole and walked in without hesitation.

"Song family boy, if there is a team of killers ambushed here, then you will die here."

The old man's weak voice came from the darkness, and with this sound, a light was turned on, and Song Bingjue saw the old man sitting quietly in the dark, the old man who was once a man of the hour was sitting on the sofa, with a framed photo on his knees, he raised his eyes, and there was an elite light in his eyes:

"I'm really young and bold."

"In Old Lady Cheng's mansion, I believe that there will never be such a problem."

sat down opposite Old Man Cheng, there was a coffee table between the two, and there was a cup of tea in front of him, obviously brewed and waiting for him.

"No, the old lady is not the resolute and omnipotent person he was back then."

Regarding his statement, Old Man Cheng didn't have much expression on his old face as if he had been dried, he knew the big moves that this posterity had made recently, and looked at him with a bit of scrutiny:

"Those ridiculous actions made by your father are not a matter of a while, why did you suddenly start to think about it?"

"I didn't care about it before, because I didn't have anyone I wanted to protect."

I can't hide anything from him, and Song Bingjue doesn't want to hide it from him, "To be honest, even if I know what he did to his mother, I just think that my mother doesn't fight for it herself, and she can be regarded as stepping into that kind of field step by step." ”

"You're still too young......"

The old man who knew about the past just smiled slightly, he was an outsider, but he saw it better than anyone else, and he didn't want to say anything, so he raised his hand and waved it gently:

"I grew up watching Song Qing, she and my youngest daughter are the same age, and the two of them are also good sisters who talk about everything. She seems to be weak and unassertive, but in fact she has more ideas than anyone else. Your grandfather once said that he only hated Song Qing as a girl. ”

Song Bingjue half believed and half didn't believe what he said, and from Song Qingliu's hand, he understood that she might still have some means. He didn't want to argue with him too much, so he asked bluntly:

"I wonder what you called me for? I guess, from the moment I stepped through the door of the Cheng family, you already knew it. ”

"I do need your help."

A smile appeared on the old man's dehydrated face, and Old Man Cheng trembled with his hands, pushed the photo on his knee in front of Song Bingjue, and motioned him to pick it up:

"Our Cheng and Song families are world friends, and you used the resources left by the old man Song to create the 'Dragon Palace', I know all these things."

Looking at the woman smiling softly at the camera on the yellowed photo, Song Bingjue was really a little unsure who she was, after all, the Cheng family was a big family, he asked with some doubts:

"It's ......"

"This is your mother's best friend when she was young and my youngest daughter, Cheng Wen."

Speaking of this daughter who has been dead for many years, there is deep grief in Old Man Cheng's eyes, and the light in his eyes dims inch by inch:

"I'm an old woman with such a daughter, and all the sons in front of me are especially pampered. raised her into a character who did not understand the world. ”

It is an old story, nothing more than the love of a rich girl falling in love with a gangster, she gave up her family relatives and followed him to live a duckweed-like life.

"At that time, I didn't expect that she really wanted to spend her life with him, I just thought that when she suffered some hardships outside, she would come back obediently."

With a long sigh, Old Man Cheng still regretted it when he talked about the past:

"Who knew that before I could pick her up, something happened to her......"

"Then you came to me today, is it related to her?"

Old Man Cheng would definitely not mention these things to himself for no reason, Song Bingjue guessed that the things he entrusted to him must be related to Cheng Wen, "Are they her children?" ”

"Not bad."

Thinking of the news he had recently gotten, Old Man Cheng became a little excited, and he sat up slightly straight:

"I just got the news that Cheng Wen still has children left in the world, but it is a long time ago...... It stands to reason that it should be a daughter who was born, but when my people arrived, it was Cheng Wen who had a difficult birth, and the daughter she gave birth to died because of congenital deficiency. At that time, we didn't suspect it, and buried the body of the baby girl. ”

"It wasn't until a while ago that we stumbled upon a man who had delivered my daughter, and he recalled that the child had been picked up at birth, saying that he was going to be sent to a ship in China. More than twenty years have passed, although the chances of finding her are slim. But before I die, if I can find her...... It's a matter of my heart for so long. ”

"More than twenty years ago?"

It's really too long, Song Bingjue frowned, "This timeline is indeed a bit too long." ”

"It's because it's a very difficult thing that it's left to you."

groped in the dark and took out a folder, and Old Man Cheng handed it to him, which was some of the information that the Cheng family had been able to collect so far, "The ship back then should be the ship of your Song family to transport goods." You should know better than me what kind of business the Song family was doing at that time, so my hand can only reach here......"

"I'll help you investigate, is it any good?"

Although it is difficult, it should not be too difficult, Song Bingjue decided to agree, he raised his eyes and looked at the old man in front of him, "After all, this will take me a lot of energy." ”

"The tax rate on goods exported by the Song Group to the UK is reduced by one-third."

Old Man Cheng was not surprised that Song Bingjue would make a request, his eyes were staring at the young offspring in front of him:

"What do you think?"

"I don't think so."

Song Bingjue was not very satisfied with the conditions put forward by Old Man Cheng, he smiled slightly:

"Song's Group is not an export trading company, and the conditions you gave completely avoided the most beneficial link for me."

"The last person who sat here and talked to me about terms is no longer in the world."

Unexpectedly, Song Bingjue really talked to himself about the conditions, Old Man Cheng couldn't help but smile slightly, "You say, whatever you want, as long as it is within my ability, I will give it to you." ”

"What I want more than these things is the secret agreement that can be reached with the Cheng family, and I want to maintain an alliance attitude with each other."

The Song Group has today's scale, Song Bingjue is not only thinking about superficial interests, money is already at his fingertips, and more importantly, how to get more stable contacts that are enough to deal with anything, he looked at the old man who had been silent for a long time, "An attitude, in exchange for the whereabouts of your granddaughter, I think, for the Cheng family, this should be a good deal, right?" ”