Song Shi came to a new world, and soon after receiving the memory, he was stunned.

Parents, sister-in-law, uncle's family, third uncle's family, sister-in-law's family, grandparents, uncles and second uncles, college friends, brothers who grew up together

For the same task, other scum he has to compensate for the most he has to be a family, you look like a dog, I didn't expect to be quite ruthless to your own family!

There is no doubt about the scum king.

so

In that case, don't blame him for cutting through the mess quickly.

At this moment, the phone rang, and it was an unusually official ringtone.

He picked it up and took a look, and the word 'Yu Cicada' dancing on it shook his eyelids like a talisman.

There is no doubt that this is the white moonlight who has loved and silently guarded all his life.

Lick the dog!

Lick to the last left!

Relatives don't get along with each other when they are old, their own family is dead, and they also leave the business empire that their ancestors beat down to Bai Yueguang's son and daughter.

Thinking of the last picture in that memory: in the luxurious white ward, the old slag was lying on the bed, his already cloudy eyes swept the faces of several young men and women beside the bed one by one, and finally stopped on the face of the little woman who was sad and crying in the arms of the tall and handsome middle-aged man who exuded mature charm, leaving a sentence "Xiaochan, I can see you cry for me in this life, I have no regrets", and closed his eyes with a smile and satisfaction.

Song Shi felt that his fists were hard.

Are you content with two tears in exchange for a family's career?

Have you asked Luping for her opinion?

Laughing at Jiuquan, not blinking your eyes to death should be the destination of your scum!

The phone rang a few times before it was picked up.

"Hey"

Song Shi sat in the boss's chair and spoke lazily.

However, there was only a faint sound of breathing in the earpiece, and no one spoke.

Replaced with the original slag, I have long been in a hurry.

The other party didn't say anything, just let him guess and let him make up all kinds of brains.

Song Shike was reluctant to waste his brain cells, and muttered "Is it a mistake" and hung up directly.

Yu Chan, who was fermenting emotions on the other side: ".? ”

There was a blank look in her eyes, and she obviously didn't react.

So soon Song Shi received a second phone call.

"Hey, Ah Shi, it's me."

There was a soft sound like a breeze in my ears.

With a faint melancholy, like smoke and mist, entangled.

"Have you been busy lately?"

Song Shi glanced at the papers piled up on half of the desk, "It's quite busy." ”

As the heir of the old Song family's generation, he has already taken over the company, and has developed a company that was once about to collapse into a large commercial group whose business involves various industries.

Busy is the norm, okay?

Yu Chan choked and bit her lip, "In this way, then I won't disturb your work." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the voice of the secretary reminding the meeting from the other side.

Immediately after that, the phone hung up.

Song Shi finished the meeting according to the process in the memory of the original scumbag, and signed in the office for a few hours, and his hands were sore.

After glancing at my phone, it was finally time to get off work.

He picked up his suit and opened the door to go out.

Secretary Li hurriedly got up and asked, "President, is there anything you need?" ”

Song Shi's face was impermanent, "It's okay, I'll go first." ”

He is the president and does not count overtime pay, of course, it is a bit flashy.

There's no end to the money.

People only have a few decades in this life, so why waste their limited time on endless and boring overtime.

After taking two steps, he turned back and said, "If you're okay, you can all pack up and get off work." ”

After saying that, he strode away.

Leaving Secretary Li and the two monks puzzled.

"What's the matter, boss? Why did you leave so early today? ”

The key is to also let them get off work.

It's hard to do it. Got an appointment? Feeling good?

Thinking of Miss Yu of Minghua Group, someone sighed, "Since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty pass, and our iceberg president can't escape this law." ”

"You can have a beautiful woman and a famous flower."

"Our president is too pitiful."

"Pathetic? Heh, is your little secretary with a salary of less than one million a year qualified to be a poor president? ”

That's really heart-wrenching!

Not to mention others, even Secretary Li himself wants to become a single Wang who has hundreds of billions and will never get love.

Is the game not good or the brothers are not enough to insert knives, why bother to guess the submarine needle, if the brain cells are really not used up, you can work overtime!

Here, Song Shi has already gone home in a black low-key global limited edition custom luxury car that can't even take eight figures.

The old house of the Song family is on the mountain, in order to facilitate work, the original slag has been living in an apartment in the center of the city, although it is an apartment, it is full of 500 square meters, and the configuration is also top-notch, the house is dusty, and the kitchen is so clean that even a pair of chopsticks can not be found.

The fridge was empty.

The only thing in the room was a cabinet of expensive red wine and wine.

Only.

Thinking that the original slag was an overtime maniac, and three meals a day plus supper were solved in the company, he rolled his eyes helplessly.

The problem of eating is so big that it cannot be delayed for a moment.

He immediately called back to the old house.

Old Man Song came in from the garden on crutches, and when he saw his second son standing in front of the telephone with a strange face, he casually asked, "Who called?" ”

"Well, it's Ah Shi."

"Ahh Old Man Song frowned, his expression became serious, "What did you say?" ”

Since childhood, the child has a cold personality and will not easily call home, if there is really something, he will discuss it directly with him.

Song Jian'an touched his nose, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and endured a hideous face: "Ah Shi said to let Sister-in-law He go over to help cook." ”

Now Old Man Song was even more surprised.

Cook?

He's a grandson who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, and he still needs to eat, uh, isn't that kid the most annoying to have outsiders in his private space?

How did this disease get cured?

Thinking of something again, he hurriedly recruited the housekeeper, "Ah Shi is still meeting with that Yu Chan recently?" ”

The butler nodded, "I've heard I've seen you a few times." ”

Old Man Song frowned, his crutches fell heavily on the floor, and he stared at his second son very dissatisfied, "I'm hanging around outside all day long, and I don't care about my son's marriage, are you such a father?" ”

Song Jian'an shrunk his neck like a quail, and muttered in a low voice: "It's like Dad, you can control Ah Shi." ”

After speaking, he glanced at him cautiously, "I don't dare anyway." ”

When he doesn't want to be a father?

But the economic lifeline is in the hands of that kid, if he dares to point fingers at the stinky boy, the stinky boy can make his wallet broken and broken.

I can't afford to provoke it.

Seeing that the old man Song was about to come over with a cane, he hurriedly jumped away two steps, and persuaded the old man while holding his head to hide, "Dad, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, no matter how happy my children and grandchildren are, what are you doing so much when you are so old, you should eat and drink, you can go to a disco if you are really bored, you can live a long time with a good attitude, you look at me, I don't care about anything, I don't look like a person in my fifties."

"Unfilial son! You unfilial thing! Labor and management beat you to death! ”

In the living room, a full martial arts march was staged.

On the stairs, a middle-aged woman wearing gold and silver looked at all this coldly, her eyes full of resentment and dissatisfaction.

The second child has this kind of virtue, if he hadn't given birth to a good son, he would have been kicked out of the Song family a long time ago, obviously they are the long house, and her son should be the orthodox inheritor of the company.

If

Women gritted their teeth, and they would not be as up-to-back as they are now.

A gloomy gaze swept over the living room.

It's better to kill that loser!

(End of chapter)