Song Bangyue began to itch at the root of her teeth, Yan Qi breathed calmly, and used the action of holding her glasses to hide her anger:

"The head of the household is a minor, so it is not suitable for an interview with Mr. Song."

"That's my grandson, why is it not suitable for negotiation."

Yan Qi directly packed up the information and got up, "I don't think Mr. Song is sincere, I won't take this case." Miss Song, I'll get the money back to your account soon, goodbye. ”

Song Bangyue blinked, and immediately understood, "Lawyer Yan, don't be angry, my dad didn't play tricks on you, besides you, who else can minimize the transfer tax?" ”

Catch up as you talk.

Just kidding, this old beast is angry now, and he has to do it again.

After taking the elevator, Song Bangyue sighed, "Scum." ”

Through the smooth elevator door, I found that Yan Qi next to her had been looking at her with complicated eyes.

"Lawyer Yan, what kind of eyes are you?"

Yan Qi looked away, "It's nothing." ”

There are many people in society who spurn the demon and the mother, but everyone ignores one thing.

These men and women have been poisoned by their parents and families since childhood, and their minds have been completely distorted, and they cannot be awakened by themselves or outsiders.

They are like worker ants in an ant colony, giving up everything to protect their nests.

They are hateful, but they are victims of deformed education.

But the woman in front of her didn't know why she was sober.

Yan Qi paused, "After the matter is over, you still don't go back to the Song family." ”

If Song Jiancheng found out that he had been cheated, he didn't know what he would do in a hurry.

Song Bangyue waved her hand, "Heh, they just burn incense and worship the Buddha, and I won't go back." ”

If it weren't for the debt owed by the original owner, she would have run away a long time ago.

As he spoke, he turned on his mobile phone and found the shopping interface to place an order quickly.

Yan Qi saw the big iron pot in the enlarged picture with a diameter of eighty centimeters and a weight of nearly ten catties.

Seeing the sad smile on the woman's face, he paused, "Murder is a crime. ”

Song Bangyue was confused when she heard it, "Do you think I'm going to stew my father?" ”

Yan Qi realized that he had thought about it, and this woman had just woken up, and she had not become one of the vicious criminals he had handled.

"After all, with Song Jiancheng's physique, you have to use at least three pots to cook it, and you can boil half a barrel of oil."

After listening to the woman's very professional tone, Yan Qi retreated again.

The two got out of the elevator and rested in the gazebo in the community to discuss the next details.

Because they knew that Song Jiancheng would definitely call them back.

……

After they went out, Song Jiancheng smashed the teapot in a fit of rage.

Wang Qinlan, who had been listening to the side, sighed and complained to him, "It's that dead girl who makes you unhappy, this teapot is more than 10,000 yuan......"

There was a snap.

"Ouch~"

Song Jiancheng's fat slap greeted her head, "Dead mother-in-law, who asked you to entertain that little white face with my teapot?" Damn, a broken lawyer still dares to show Lao Tzu's face? Those billionaires still call Lao Tzu to go up and serve when they eat. ”

He realized that he was also a senior chef who had seen the market, and he was even given a look by Yan Qi, which was too embarrassing!

After yelling, he kicked her again.

Wang Qinlan has been beaten by him for decades, and knows that it is best to be bored at this time, don't do anything, don't say anything, and endure it.

Standing tall in front of her daughter, she wilted like a sick old hen.

At this time, Song Yunzhi anxiously urged him, "Dad, Tianlu's lawyer is really hard to find, with him on the horse, the transfer tax will definitely be much less!" ”

"You're in a hurry!" Song Jiancheng pointed at him and scolded, "As long as you clean up that kid from Chu Yan, you will have to pay a fart transfer tax!" ”

A teenage stinky boy who is honest after a few beatings.

Song Yunzhi choked back with a stiff neck, "Can you clean up Chu Yan, can you clean up his grandfather and uncle?" ”

The bad old man can also be at home, and he will be angry.

"Lao Tzu has a knife!"

"That person's bodyguards have three cars!"

Although they are holding custody, the Chu family is indeed not something they can touch.

After Song Jiancheng calmed down, "Call your sister and ask her to come back with the lawyer." ”

Song Bangyue hung up the phone and stood up and stretched, "Lawyer Yan, let's continue to collect debts." ”

It squinted like a fox, and it had a bit of strategizing momentum.

Yan Qi took out a professional posture, "Let's go." ”

When he returned to Song's house, the first sentence Song Jiancheng said was:

"This transfer tax should be paid by the seller, right?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Song Bangyue coldly.

What is the dead girl still doing?

Song Bangyue wanted to slap the soles of his shoes in the face to see if it was really thicker than the city wall, so she simply pretended not to see it.

"According to the regulations, both sides have to come out." Yan Qi knew his thoughts at a glance.

Since this is the case, Song Jiancheng didn't pretend anymore, "Xiaoyue, your younger brother is getting married, and the family is a little nervous, so you can come out with this money." ”

"Dad, Tian Tian has no money to see a doctor, and I still expect you to pay."

Song Jiancheng almost couldn't hold back his fists, the dead girl went out to stay for a few years, this is the second time she has asked him for money after getting married.

"Where's your money?"

"It's all taken back to my parents' house." Song Bangyue lowered her eyes, looking like she was suffering, "You also heard it when Mr. Chu made his will, there were only three million and that villa. ”

Chu Jinhong first signed an agreement and a will with the original owner, and then announced it in front of the Song family.

Therefore, they did not meet Yan Qi.

Song Jiancheng didn't believe it, "Chu Jinhong had so much money before his death, how could he only have such a little money left?" I can tell you, don't play tricks on you. ”

He suspected that the dead girl had secretly hidden the money.

Song Bangyue cried with a sad face, "It was all taken away by the Chu family." ”

She is really not worth the grievances of the original owner, you said that your mother was also a child, and your grandmother was also a child, and she was beaten and scolded, what benefits did you get?

The Song family was disgusted when they looked at her like this.

Even Yan Qi, who was a teammate, doubted her again.

It's so realistic!

Wang Qinlan felt that this was an opportunity to make her husband angry, and hurriedly muttered in his ear:

"I've seen it, the walls in the villa are all slick, and that little girl is dying because she has no money to treat it."

Song Bangyue heard it clearly, and really wanted to say: I just happened to bump into Chu Ruitian and dozed off that day......

But she still accepted the assist.

Song Jiancheng knew it in his heart after hearing this, and he was angry that she didn't have any heart at all, and she couldn't compete with the Chu family.

"Okay, I know, I'll discuss it with your brother later."

said to Song Bangyue again:

"You're going to eat at home at noon today."

Stinky girl, it's time to loosen the skin.

Song Wanyue nodded with a scared look, "I'll send Lawyer Yan first." ”

Like a little tail, he followed the man down to the parking lot.

Yan Qi drove the car, and when he unlocked the car, a figure suddenly rubbed into the co-pilot one step ahead of him.

"Take me a ride." Song Bangyue spoke while wearing a seat belt.

Yan Qi sat in the driver's seat, "I thought you were going back." ”

Then the young woman looked at him with a very subtle gaze, "In your eyes, do I seem to have the courage to know that there are tigers in the mountains and prefer to go to the tiger mountains?" ”

Knowing that noon is the Hongmen Banquet, and I want to go back, isn't my brain caught by the door?

Without waiting for Yan Qi to answer, Song Bangyue turned her face 360 degrees in the rearview mirror and corrected her statement:

"It should be a beautiful dullness."