Chapter 63: The Truth About Your Dad's Car Accident Twenty Years Ago

"But Mrs. Rong, I have a contract in black and white, I am a legal debt collector, it is useless for you to call the police, even if you go to court to fight a lawsuit, I may not lose. You are different, the daughter-in-law of the richest family is saddled with a debt lawsuit, do you say that the Song family is embarrassed, or is the Rong family more embarrassed? ”

Song Tang silently clenched her fists, if it was before, she wouldn't have taken care of it at all, but it was about the Rong family......

"Okay, you just go directly to the head of the Rong family, if you can't find the head of the Rong family, then expose it on the Internet, just expose it by name, and it won't be considered a rumor. I think it's the Rong family that loses face and loses face quickly, or you die faster! ”

Fang Zijun choked, with the powerful position of the Rong family, he really didn't dare to touch porcelain, otherwise he wouldn't have been preparing for so long.

He wants to eat this piece of fat, but it is not delicious.

"What if I say I know the truth about your dad's car accident twenty years ago?"

Obviously, he came prepared, so he didn't talk nonsense, and directly threw out a blockbuster.

Outside, the autumn is crisp and sunny, but Song Tang's whole person is like being trapped in an ice cellar, and his whole body is cold.

There was silence for a long time before she regained her voice, "You...... What did you say? ”

Fang Zijun swore and said, "I'm at the Qingteng Teahouse opposite the clinic now, let's meet you, Mrs. Rong." ”

“……”

Qingteng Teahouse, there are not many people in the teahouse at this point in time, and the empty hall looks particularly deserted.

So when Song Tang suddenly broke in, the waiters were startled.

"Hello, how many?"

Song Tang walked inside and asked, "There is an appointment, surnamed Fang." ”

"Okay, the box that Mr. Fang booked is the Shuiyun Room on the second floor, please upstairs."

Song Tang didn't hesitate, and when he saw the stairs, he ran up in three steps and two steps, and ran up to the second floor in less than a minute.

She saw the name of the door in the water cloud room at a glance, and pushed the door directly in.

As its name suggests, this box is elegantly and dreamily furnished.

In front of a large tea table, a good-looking young man sits, with a full set of tea sets on the table, and he is making tea.

If it weren't for the bad impression on the phone, Song Tang would definitely not think that the man in front of him who was making tea was a loan shark.

She was out of breath, and he was quite idle.

"Mr. Fang?"

"Hello Mrs. Rong, contemptible Fang Zijun, it's an honor to meet you."

Fang Zijun's composure is really calm, unlike Song Tang, who is pretended.

"Please sit down, have a cup of tea, and talk slowly."

Song Tang couldn't help but be even more puzzled when he saw him so elegant and idle, and vigilantly checked every place in the box.

Of course, Fang Zijun could see her concerns, and while washing the teacup, he said: "I'm alone, next to the police station, if I beat you, I won't ask you to be here, just because I feel close to your car, so I don't have to let you run." ”

While speaking, his hand holding the teacup is very steady, which shows that he is good at tea ceremony.

"Sit down, the information in my hand will definitely give you a subversive understanding."

Song Tang sat down, but she would never take a sip of tea, she said straight to the point: "Say, what is the truth about my father's car accident twenty years ago?!" ”

Fang Zijun poured the tea, picked up the teacup unhurriedly, and took a sip first, "This tea is good, drink a little." ”

"Say it quickly, don't hang my appetite, I don't have time to waste it with you."

"Okay, okay, right away." The more anxious she was, the more proud Fang Zijun became.

"Mrs. Rong, you already know about the mortgage, and it was Song Zhigao and his wife who asked me to come to you, it is natural to repay debts, you can't blame me for this."

Song Tang slammed the table with a "snap", "I don't want to listen to this. ”

Fang Zijun was very calm, "Don't be impatient, I have to say why I want to investigate your father's car accident, right?" Otherwise, how can you believe me? ”

Song Tang calmed down and tried his best to calm down.