Chapter 17: My cousin is more lenient than my father
Song Shu gloated and replied, "Yes, she ran back with a depressed face on the second day of her wedding, her face was swollen, her neck was full of kiss marks, and she stayed in her room for a long time before she came out. β
Wen Meixi reached out and patted her daughter, stopping her from continuing to speak.
"The wood has become a boat, and now Song Tang is already a member of the Rong family, and we can't interfere too much in the affairs of the young couple."
Song Shu understood her mother's hints in her eyes in seconds, and followed the trend, "That's it, brother, the love between their newlyweds, we outsiders don't understand." β
Song Yuan's facial muscles were slightly stiff because of forbearance, he gritted his back molars, and asked with a lot of anger: "You calculate Song Tang like this, if the uncle has a spirit in the sky, he will die of anger." β
Wen Meixi: "What are you talking about?" Isn't it merit for me to help him raise his daughter? Yes, the company was created by your uncle, so what is wrong with Song Tang marrying Rong Chuqin for the sake of the company? This is what she should do for her father as a daughter. β
Song Yuan was really cold, and felt cold for Song Tang, "In the final analysis, we also occupy Song Tang's company, how can you still say such cool words?!" β
Song Shu was unhappy, jumped up and scolded angrily, "Brother, my father has worked hard to run the company for 20 years, how can it be Song Tang's?" If there is no father, can Song Tang keep the company? She was only 5 years old at the time, if our parents hadn't gone to find her, maybe she would have starved to death in a welfare home, and she married into a wealthy family today? Also, you yourself are also the vice president of the company, and the company will be yours in the future, what qualifications do you have to blame your parents? You don't have to be cheap, and you sell well. β
"I ......" Song Yuan said.
"Okay, okay, what are you two brothers and sisters arguing about?" Wen Meixi began to change the topic, "The Fu family is going to hold a drinking party, it's rare that our family has also been invited, such a good opportunity to show your face, you should put on makeup, make up for sleep, don't be late then." β
Song Shu: "The Fu family's cocktail party, also get our turn?" β
Wen Meixi: "Anyway, it's your turn, feng shui takes turns, our Song family's bad luck has come to an end, and everyone will look up to us in the future." Let's go and prepare early, my daughter is so beautiful, I'm not afraid that I won't find my son-in-law. β
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Twenty years ago, the four major families in the capital, Rong Song and Xia Su, joined forces to dominate the business district. Twenty years of feng shui turns, the Rong family is dominant, the Song family has long declined, and now the four families of the new capital are Rong Fu Xia Su, and the Fu family has sprung up and is in the limelight.
The ancestors of the Fu family made wine, and made a fortune by relying on a winery, and now the family business is in full swing, and it will not forget the tradition of the ancestors.
As the host, Fu Xiupei is wearing a high-definition suit today, his hair is combed brightly, and his leather shoes are polished and shiny, he really perfectly inherited the genes of his father's cow and his mother's super high appearance, he laughs when he meets people, can chat with anyone, and can eat anywhere.
By the time he returned to his circle of friends, he was already half drunk.
His circle of friends, which has gathered the new generation of Fu Xiasu, the four major families in the capital, is really the top circle of the business circle, and in the next half century, maybe longer, they will be the masters of this world.
It makes sense that things gather people in groups, their origins determine the ultra-high threshold of this circle, and no matter how many people outside the circle squeeze their heads and want to blend in.
It's not that they are xenophobic, but that their strength does not allow it.
Xia Zhiyuan drank wine and teased: "Old man, why do you open the screen everywhere like a peacock?" β
Fu Xiupei: "Get out, Lao Tzu is more handsome than you, it's useless if you don't accept it." β
These two compete every time they meet, comparing cars, watches, and bragging, and the most common childish thing to do is to be handsome.
From small to big, it's a lot of fun.
Xia Zhiyuan stretched out his wrist and showed the limited edition watch, and without saying anything, he deliberately shook it in front of him.
Fu Xiupei sneered, but immediately pulled his wrist and stroked it for a while, "Thank you, brother, you also know that this watch is more in line with my temperament, right?" β
"Eh, eh, Fu Xiupei, you are a robber? How can you rob it openly? β
"Stingy ghost, drink cold water, drink cold water and become a devil."
"Get out of the way, you drunkard."
The two pulled and fell on the sofa, knowing that they were joking, and they didn't know, and they thought they were going to stage a big drama in public.
Su Junhuai took two steps towards Rong Chuqin with his wine glass, ignoring the two naΓ―ve ghosts.
"Why are you so distracted?"
Rong Chuqin's eyes were still looking straight ahead, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he said, "Look at my people." β
Su Junhuai was inexplicable, and looked over with his eyes, only to see Song Tang and Song Yuan standing there face to face and saying something.
He knows about these cousins, Song Tang is the secretary next to Old Man Rong, and Song Yuan is her cousin and the vice president of the Song family.
He asked curiously, "Do you have a cooperation with Song Yuan?" β
He thought he was looking at Song Yuan.
Rong Chuqin's eyes widened, he raised his head and drank the red wine in the glass, and his long legs had already stepped out as he spoke.
He said: "I have a grudge against Song Yuan! β
Su Junhuai: "? β
Rong Chuqin walked through the crowd and walked straight to Song Tang's side, ignoring the strange eyes of others, and said, "I've been standing here for three or four minutes, and I'm not too tired, go sit there." β
Song Tang: "......"
I just said hello and came to find it without saying a word, what do you mean? Song Yuan's face couldn't get better, even if the young master of the Rong family in front of him was covering the sky with one hand.
"Big brother," Rong Chuqin shouted out this title unprecedentedly, "If you want to talk, just sit down and talk, Song Tang is injured and should not stand for a long time." β
After that, he took Song Tang's hand and left, not caring about the other party's opinion at all.
Song Yuan stepped up to follow, and his mouth was accusatory, "Rong Shao, Song Tang is marrying you, not selling it to you, no matter what, you can't beat anyone." β
Rong Chuqin paused, turned around, his cold and fierce eyes shot straight at him, and an incredible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "What did you say?" β
It's too late for me to love her, I'll hit her?
Song Tang hurriedly explained: "Big brother, there is nothing to do. β
"Tang Tang, you don't have to help him cover up, I know everything." Song Yuan looked into Song Tang's neck as he spoke, although she tied a silk scarf, she could still see the red marks in the gaps and the looming scratches on her wrists when she looked closely.
Rong Chuqin was unhappy with Song Yuan a few years ago, when he and Song Tang secretly fell in love, there were not many opportunities for dating, and they were destroyed by Song Yuan several times, sometimes it was hard to make an appointment, and Song Yuan called her at seven o'clock to ask why she didn't go home yet.
It's just a cousin, and he is more lenient than his own father.