Zhou Zicheng originally didn't expect much from the friend Zhao Zijun said.

After all, Zhao Zijun's strength is not bad, and the problems he can't solve, his friends naturally can't either.

The hacker circle is only about people of equal strength who can become friends.

Big guys like taro round milk tea have another circle of friends.

Just when Zhou Zicheng was asking around for the contact information of taro round milk tea, he suddenly received a call from the company.

Zhao Zijun was still a little confused, "Senior brother, senior brother, have all the problems been solved?" ”

"Yes!" Zhou Zicheng continued: "That Zijun, I won't tell you, the meeting time is coming soon, you go back and send me your friend's account." ”

"Okay."

Until he hung up the phone, Zhao Zijun was still confused.

"How? My master is amazing, right? Zhang Dazhu walked over and put his arm around Zhao Zijun's shoulder.

"Awesome!" Zhao Zijun nodded.

Zhang Dazhu looked arrogant, "I said a long time ago, my master is super powerful, you still don't believe it, now believe it, right?" ”

"I believe it." Zhao Zijun then nodded.

He was still in a state of confusion.

Before he could even see how Song Wu operated, Song Wu solved all the problems.

Is this the operation of the legendary big guy?

At this moment, Zhao Zijun seemed to think of something, and continued: "That, big, great god, you send me the collection account." ”

Unconsciously, Zhao Zijun's address to Song Wu has changed from 'Miss Song' to 'Great God'. ’

"Hmm." Song Wu took out her mobile phone, "Add a WeChat, I'll send it to you later." ”

Add WeChat.

The great god took the initiative to add him to WeChat!

Happiness came too suddenly.

Zhao Zijun immediately took out his mobile phone, "God, I'll sweep you!" ”

The speed is so fast, I am afraid that Song Wu will regret it in the next second.

After all, this is the real god.

Drip.

Zhao Zijun scanned the code.

Song's WeChat name is an abbreviation of her name.

SH。

The avatar is also very simple, it is a cat that has always been chubby.

Zhao Zijun typed notes very seriously.

Great God.

Song Wu picked up the backpack and unzipped it, "Steamed buns, come here." ”

Hearing Song Wu's voice, the steamed bun immediately ran over and got into the bag.

Zhang Dazhu walked over, "Master, are you going back?" ”

"Hmm."

Zhang Dazhu looked at his watch, "It's only half past ten, why don't we go for supper, I know there's a place that tastes good." ”

Song Wan declined.

She had to go back to beauty sleep.

Zhang Dazhu immediately said: "There is a self-service milk tea over there, unlimited drinking, I heard that the boss is from the prairie, there is a unique secret recipe, people drink it once and think about it a second time." ”

Hearing this, Song Wu's eyebrows curled, "Really?" ”

"Of course it's true!" Zhao Zijun answered, "I also know the place that Dazhu said, that milk tea is really amazing!" ”

"Let's go, then."

Song Wu picked up the bag.

Zhang Dazhu immediately followed Song Wu's footsteps.

Half an hour later, arrive at a barbecue restaurant called Brother Three.

The reputation of this store is really good, although it is already past eleven o'clock, there are still many people in line.

After waiting in line for about half an hour, they finally arrived at Song and them.

Song Wu is more interested in milk tea than food, so she came to the self-service milk tea for the first time to realize the freedom of milk tea.

**

Capital.

Song family manor.

Sunny bedroom on the second floor.

Song Yiyan held the phone, "How is it?" Are the results out? ”

"Just got the results."

"Take a look."

These three days are enough time for Song Yiyan to lay everything out.

If that person was really Song Yan, she naturally had a way to make her disappear from this world forever.

No one wants to take her place as the eldest lady of the Song family.

Thinking of this, Song Yiyan looked out the window and a ruthless look appeared in his eyes.

"Don't worry, she's not Song Yan."

Hearing this, Song Yiyan breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you sure?" ”

"Sure."

The corners of Song Yiyan's mouth rose slightly, "I've worked hard for you this time." ”

After hanging up the phone, Song Yiyan came downstairs.

Zheng Mei was talking to the maid about something.

"Mom, what are you talking about, so happy?"

Hearing this, Zheng Mei looked back at Song Yiyan, with a rare smile on her face, "I'm talking to Zhang's mother about your eldest brother." It's not a small boss, and I haven't had a friend yet. ”

Song Bochen is thirty years old this year, and he has never held a girl's hand, which makes Zheng Mei very anxious.

Song Yiyan said in a gentle tone: "Mom, the eldest brother is an assertive person, don't worry." ”

After speaking, Song Yiyan grabbed Zheng Mei's arm, "By the way, I have something I want to tell you." ”

"What's the matter?" Zheng Mei asked.

Song Yiyan bit her lip and said with some hesitation: "I don't know if I should tell you or not, because I haven't decided the final result yet." ”

Hearing this, Zheng Mei grabbed Song Yiyan's hand and said with some excitement: "Is there any news about your sister?" “

"I don't know if it's my sister, but all the characteristics are quite consistent, and she also has a red birthmark on her left arm," Speaking of this, Song Yiyan paused, and said very annoyedly: "Mom, in fact, I regret telling you about this now, if that person is not my sister, I really can't imagine how disappointed you should be......"

Red birthmark.

Hearing this, the maid Zhang's mother's face changed, but she quickly returned to her original state.

"No, no, no!" Zheng Mei said: "Yiyan, even if there is a little bit of wind and grass, you can't hide it from your mother!" Even if she's not your sister, Mom will be happy. ”

At least, through this incident, she can see a glimmer of hope.

Song Yiyan looked at Zheng Mei, "Mom, then let's talk about it, if that person is not my sister, you must not be sad or sad." ”

"Well," Zheng Mei nodded, "tell me quickly, where is the child who looks like your sister?" Let's go right away! ”

Song Yiyan said: "I also just got the news. Her name is Si Yue, she grew up in an orphanage, and currently lives in Jiangcheng. ”

It was precisely because he knew that Si Yue was not Song Yan that Song Yiyan would tell this matter.

She had to let the Song family know how hard she had to find Song Yan.

At the same time, it can also make Zheng Mei die.

After so many years, Song Yan is estimated to have died outside.

Grew up in an orphanage.

Hearing this, Zheng Mei was very uncomfortable.

If this Si Yue is her Yan Yan, then how much her Yan Yan has suffered since she was a child.

Zheng Mei's eyes turned red in an instant.

Seeing Zheng Mei like this, Song Yiyan frowned without a trace.

Is she really not as good as Song Yan?

She is obviously more sensible, more filial, better, and more beautiful than Song Yan.

For more than ten years, she has been by the Song family.

Song Yan didn't even show her face once, and she easily won everyone's love.

Is this fair to her?

Song Yiyan tried hard to suppress the discomfort in his heart, and then said: "Mom, I bought a ticket to Jiangcheng tomorrow, do you want to go together?" ”

"Yes." Zheng Mei held Song Yiyan's hand, "Yiyan, thank you for your hard work." ”

"It's not hard," Song Yiyan shook his head and said with a smile: "Mom, I hope that my sister can come back sooner than anyone else, and then our family will be reunited." ”

"Good boy, good boy!"

Zheng Mei was very moved, over the years, she didn't hurt Song Yiyan in vain.

Song Yiyan continued: "Mom, I booked a plane at six o'clock tomorrow morning, I have to get up early, you are not in good spirits these days, go upstairs and rest for a while." Whether that person is a sister or not, you must go to her in the best mental state. ”