Chapter 47
At the same time, according to his mother's request, he wanted to take him with Mo Guan.
Song Lan himself was confused about whether Mo Guan’s mind was wrong.
He said he was brain-sick, he knew that he had been beating Song Jian several times by protecting his wife.
He said he had no problem with his brain. He beat Song Jian several times because he was protecting his wife.
After hesitating for a moment, Song Lan took a deep breath and called Mo Guan's phone number.
"Where are you?"
Song Lan asked.
Today Mo Guan said that he was going out and there was something wrong, but he didn't come back after going out and there was no phone call. I don't know what he was doing.
"On the road, I'm going home, are you getting off work?" Mo Guan replied.
"Tonight, at the Jiangnan Hotel, I... our mother's little daughter held an engagement party. She called me to take you there too. Are you willing to go?"
Song Lan asked tentatively.
She had decided that if Mo Guan didn't want to, then she would not take Mo Guan over.
"Mom? Engagement party?"
Mo Guan was slightly surprised.
He knew Song Lan's life experience, and knew that she had no father since she was a child and that her mother remarried and never cared about her.
Why did you suddenly remember her today?
Yueying once gave Mo Guan a piece of information about Wang Hui. After she remarried, she gave birth to a son and a daughter for her new husband.
And for many years afterwards, basically all my energy was spent on this new couple, and Song Lan had never taken care of her.
Unexpectedly, I called again today.
After pausing slightly, Mo Guan nodded and smiled and said, "Go, wait at the gate of Fantasy World Group, I'll drive to pick you up."
"Check me?"
Song Lan was stunned.
"Where did you get the car?"
In my impression, Mo Guan's family seemed to be very poor.
"I'll come here now, my friend."
Mo Guan replied.
"Okay." Song Lan responded, and the two quickly hung up the phone.
On the way, Mo Shu turned on a Porsche Cayenne and drove towards the Fantasy World Group at a speed of fifty miles.
Originally, he planned to drive a Rolls-Royce Phantom, but after thinking about it carefully, it was too high-profile.
So from the garage of Yueying Villa, I picked out the most inconspicuous Porsche Cayenne.
At the same time, Mo Guan's pocket and the exquisite packaging box contained his tear-jewel pearls that he bought for 100 million yuan.
This will be the first gift Mo Guan gave to Song Lan.
Represents - one heart and one hundred million.
At the gate of Fantasy World Group, Song Jian and Song Beihai were sitting in the position of the head and co-pilot in the car.
Song Shan sat in the back seat, closing his eyes to rest.
"Why haven't Song Lan driven away yet?"
Song Jian stared at the old Volkswagen not far away, with a gloomy expression.
He was very upset today.
The general manager of Fantasy World Group, who had just been a long time, was not yet in the heat. In a blink of an eye, the position of the general manager was not his.
This kind of thing makes you feel angry.
Suddenly, a Porsche Cayenne parked next to Volkswagen, and then the Cayenne's co-pilot door automatically opened.
After a while, Song Lan actually got off the Volkswagen and got into the position of the Porsche co-pilot.
Then, Porsche drove away slowly.
"Grandpa, look, Song Lan got into the co-pilot and left."
Song Jian quickly exclaimed.
Song Shan, who was resting with his eyes closed, was awakened and frowned. Sure enough, he saw a million-dollar Porsche Cayenne passing by his window.
"**, I have been wondering why Li Zixuan suddenly became so polite to Song Lan. Now I know that she was **!"
Song Jian cursed and looked at the Porsche Cayenne, which was moving away from him from the rearview mirror, with a gloomy face.
"I was still wondering before that even if the waste Mo Guan was Li Zixuan's brother-in-law, Li Zixuan wouldn't be so polite to him that he was afraid."
"Now I know that Song Lan must have been given a gift from a certain big boss from Jiangcheng."
"This bitch, like her mother, ruins the style of our Song family!"
While shouting, Song Jian secretly glanced at Song Shan sitting in the back row with his eyes.
Song Shan's old face became gloomy.
It was fine at first, but after mentioning Song Lan's mother, Song Shan was immediately very unhappy.
From beginning to end, he always felt that his son's death had a lot to do with Song Lan's mother!
If Song Lan's father had not insisted on getting Wang Hui, the woman, but had listened to his Song Shan's words and found a good match.
Then maybe, his son may still be alive now.
"Hmph! The position of this general manager will only allow her to sit for three more years. After three years, I will take back everything I have given her!"
Song Shan snorted coldly and said.
When Song Jian heard this, he was overjoyed. Grandpa didn't like the woman Wang Hui, and even Song Lan was affected.
As long as my grandfather hates Song Lan, the greater his chances he will be!
Thinking of this, Song Jian smiled coldly.
As long as Song Shan is able to get angry, things will be much easier to deal with.
In the future, the Song family will have to be the leader of him.
...
Porsche Cayenne, in the car.
Song Lan sat in the passenger seat in surprise.
"Mo Guan, how did you come to this car?"
This car costs millions no matter what.
Mo Guan doesn't look like a person who can have millions of people at first glance.
Upon hearing this, Mo Guan laughed and said, "I'll give it to you. If you like it, I'll still look back."
He felt a little overwhelmed when he saw that Song Lan's car was too old.
As the general manager of Fantasy World Group, he refused to give up a car and bought a new one for himself.
How can Mo Guan not feel distressed?
Song Lan paused, shook her head, and said, "Mo Guan, if this is your own car, then you drive it yourself. I am very happy. If it is someone else's car, we'd better not borrow it, because after all, other people's things belong to others. Only what you work hard to get is your own, do you know?"
Mo Guan scratched his head.
Song Lan is good at everything, but she is a little stubborn and admits her truth.
But this cannot be blamed for her. She was isolated since childhood. Reality forced her to grow up and developed a character that he liked to rely on his own in everything.
"By the way, I'll give you a gift."
Mo Guan parked the car on the side of the road, took out the tearful packaging from the back seat, and handed it to Song Lan.
"What?"
Song Lan was stunned for a moment and found that the packaging box was very delicate, so she couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
I immediately opened it and saw a crystal clear crystal with a faint green color like a diamond inside. It looked like a perfect match with a delicate and flawless chain.
"This is……"
Song Lan looked at this thing in surprise, "So beautiful."
Women are like dragons, and like shining things.
"Do you like it?"
Mo Guan asked softly, and he was also very happy to see her happy face.
"like."
Song Lan nodded happily, like a child.
"What's this called? It should be very expensive."
Chapter completed!