"Don't kill me, Mr. Song, please don't kill me...... I'm willing to give you everything to make it up to you."

Zhang Wenyuan and Shen Feiteng fled, leaving Zhu Guofu alone at the scene.

Thinking of Song Feng's prestige, Zhu Guofu knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Song Feng and begged for mercy.

Everything was the idea of Zhang Wenyuan and the others, and Zhu Guofu was coerced by the two to participate.

Song Feng turned around and looked at Zhu Guofu coldly, "Look at your attitude just now, it doesn't look like being coerced, but a bit of a mastermind."

"Mr. Song, I was wrong, I won't dare next time."

Zhu Guofu raised his hand, slapped him hard, and swore that he was absolutely coerced.

"Whether you were coerced or not, no one knows better than you, go back and tell your parents that you want this matter to be resolved, take out 20 billion less, and don't even think about getting through safely."

"Okay, okay, I'll ...... right away I'll go home and talk about it right away."

In the face of money and small life, Zhu Guofu decisively chose the latter.

If the money is gone, you can earn it again, but if your life is gone, everything will be over.

Because the Cao family went against Song Feng, they finally ended up in four divisions.

After Zhu Guofu left, Song Feng did not stay here for long, walked out of the box quickly, and returned to the car.

Zhou Mo waited restlessly, and it wasn't until Song Feng came back safe and sound that she put the heart she was carrying back into her stomach.

"Well, is there really any danger inside?"

"How can this be fake?"

Song Feng smiled indifferently and said, "But it's nothing, the danger has been lifted, those two bastards don't dare to appear in front of you and me in a short time, as for Zhu Guofu, just wait to accept his family's compensation."

"Reparations? What compensation?"

Zhou Mo asked inexplicably.

"You'll know then."

What happened just now could only be regarded as a small episode, and it did not affect Song Feng's mood.

A new place was changed, and Song Feng and Zhou Mo enjoyed dinner together.

Two days later, Song Feng was called to the antique shop by Zhou Mo.

There was a check on the desk in the office, and it was written on it for 20 billion.

An hour ago, Zhu Guofu found Zhou Mo with this check and apologized with a humble attitude.

At the same time, he left the check here, saying that it was compensation paid to Song Feng.

Song Feng said lightly: "The Zhu family is still a little self-aware, and they know how to solve this matter, you can take this money and use it to expand our antique shop."

With that, Song Feng handed the check to Zhou Mo.

"With this infusion of funds, you can do even more, and it shouldn't be a problem to open our branches all over the country, right?"

Knowing that this money was really the compensation given by the Zhu family, Zhou Mo said confidently: "Of course there is no problem, with the injection of 20 billion funds, many jobs that have been stopped because of funds can be back on track, Third Young Master, you just wait and see, within a year, hundreds of cities large and small across the country can appear in our antique shops."

Song Feng advised, "Expanding the scale is expanding the scale, but you can't rush everything."

"You don't have to remind me what to do, I know what to do, by the way, have you had time lately? If there's nothing to do, you can go to Jiangcheng and have a look."

Zhou Mo opened the drawer and took out an invitation card from inside.

The invitation came from the next door Jiangcheng and was sent by the Antique Association.

In a few days, the Jiangcheng Antique Association will hold a large-scale antique auction.

As an invited guest, Zhou Mo originally planned to attend in person, but the plan was not as fast as the change.

With the 20 billion funds given by Song Feng, Zhou Mo is ready to show her strength and relaunch the previously suspended projects, there are too many things to do, and she has no time to participate in the antique auction.

If Song Feng has nothing to do, he can take this invitation card to Jiangcheng for a trip.

Jiangcheng is not only the capital of the next province, but also a first-tier city, and the local antique collection is very strong, perhaps

You can see a lot of good old objects at auction.

Song Feng smiled lightly: "No need to introduce it again, I have been to Jiangcheng, and more than once."

"Do you want to go?"

Zhou Mo asked.

"Anyway, I haven't had much going on lately, so it's okay to take a trip."

"As you said, Jiangcheng is very popular in antique collections, and maybe you can really see some good things at auction."

Song Feng put the invitation card in his pocket and decided to leave tomorrow.

……

"Mr. Song, the hotel and the vehicle are ready for you, what else do you command?"

At noon the next day, a plane landed at Jiangcheng Airport.

Seeing Song Feng coming out of the waiting hall, a young man immediately greeted him, nodded and greeted Song Feng.

The young man's name is Sun Wei, and he is the sworn brother of the Raptors.

Under the influence of the Raptors, Sun Wei washed his hands and used all the money he earned over the years to do business.

Because of this relationship, Sun Wei is very familiar with Song Feng.

knew that Song Feng was a fairy-like figure.

Song Feng came to Jiangcheng and asked Sun Wei to help him rent a car and book a hotel, Sun Wei thought it was a godsend.

If he serves well, he may be accepted by Song Feng as a junior brother and live a life as rich and comfortable as a Raptor.

"I'm sorry for you."

Song Feng took the room card and car keys, and said with a smile: "I don't have anything to do here for the time being, you go and get busy with you, if there is anything that needs your help, I will call you."

"Mr. Song, I'm setting up a banquet at the local hotel tonight, you see?"

"In a few days."

Song Feng wanted to go out for a walk alone in the afternoon, and wait until he was busy with the auction before having a meal with Sun Wei.

Knowing the reason for being too late, Sun Wei didn't say much, and respectfully invited Song Feng into the car.

Coming to the hotel, Song Feng put down his luggage and rested in the room for a while.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Song Feng drove on the street.

Song Feng has been to Jiangcheng many times, but every time he comes in a hurry and goes in a hurry.

There was still some time before the auction opened, and Song Feng planned to take a tour of the city.

Prepare for the next business development.

Jiangcheng and Xiangcheng are hundreds of kilometers apart, both are first-tier cities, and the development speed is not as good as Xiangcheng, but it is not far behind.

As a city with a population of 10 million, the local business atmosphere is very strong.

Once the time is ripe, Song Feng will open the branch of the Song Group here.

According to Song Feng's estimate, with sufficient funds, Zhou Mo's next development direction should also be here.

Passing by an old street, due to the narrow road and the large number of vehicles occupying the road, Song Feng had to slow down.

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at a shop facing the street.

Locals like to eat beef balls made from beef.

There is a large table in front of the shop with a freshly slaughtered beef cow on it.

A middle-aged man wears a leather apron and holds a machete in his hand, with two steel rods next to him.

You don't have to guess to know that the boss is going to cut the cow and then use a steel rod to puree the beef to make meatballs.