Chapter 59 She is in control of everything in the house
Fu Xiupei shook his head, but his mouth was not as fast as Cheng Lan's, and Cheng Lan beat him to it again.
"Boss Fu, what do you mean?" Cheng Lan was so angry that he walked over to argue with him, "I was injured in the workplace during working hours. Not only did I hurt my face, but I also sprained my foot. I also suffered a sprained foot injury.
I didn’t count it with you.”
Fu Xiupei was taller, so Cheng Lan had to raise her head to glare at him. Her scar was even more obvious after applying iodophor. If there was another symmetrical one on the other side, it would look like the faceless man.
Fu Xiupei smiled and said, "No, just listen to what I have to say. I'm sorry for what happened today. The thousand you offered is too little. I'll compensate you ten thousand."
"..." It's true that you are stupid and have too much money.
"Too much?"
"No!" Are you kidding me? Will anyone think it's too much money?
Cheng Lan immediately compromised with the capital and enthusiastically pulled the boss inside, "Mr. Fu, you are really a good boss, the best boss."
"..."
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Song family's old house
Rong Chuqin's car drove out from the old house.
Today he drove the car himself and asked Shen Kuo to go home early to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival.
While eating, Grandpa said something that made Song Tang so angry that he couldn't even take a bite of food.
Grandpa said that Song Zhigao wanted to sell him all the remaining shares and management rights of the Song family for 300 million.
Obviously, the second uncle didn't take her warning to heart at all, let alone the matter of inheritance.
Is there really going to be a lawsuit? But once the scandal of the uncle-nephew power struggle is exposed, can the Song family, which is on the verge of collapse, withstand it? The Song family cannot afford to add insult to injury.
Rong Chuqin drove the car and glanced at her from the corner of his eye from time to time. He held the steering wheel with one hand and reached out to hold her hand with the other. "It's not all bad. At least we can get back the management rights of the Song family as soon as possible. Grandpa said
, we can talk about it, as long as you nod, the Rong family is willing to pay for it."
Song Tang shook his head, "It's not about money."
The Song family was originally left to her by her father, and her second uncle was just a temporary substitute. But now her second uncle wants to sell her things to her. What's the point? Don't you think it's ridiculous?
"I understand, I understand, but to take a step back, problems that can be solved with money are not problems."
Song Tang refused flatly, "No, we can't let grandpa spend this unjust money."
Of course she can spend her own money however she wants, but using other people's money to solve her own problems is not allowed by reason and her dignity cannot accept it.
Rong Chuqin let out a long sigh, "Let it go first, don't be angry with yourself, I will feel bad."
Song Tang wanted to quarrel with him, but couldn't.
Ever since Chu Xinyue told her those things, she was embarrassed to call him greasy when he said these disgusting words of love to her again. Even the slightest suspicion felt that it was a blasphemy against his deep love.
Although she doesn't love him, she does like him, and her heart will be moved, and she will be moved.
The group has already started chatting.
Cheng Lan - "Why haven't you come yet? You won't let me go."
Jiang Fanxing - "We'll be there soon, at the intersection."
Lu Yiheng - "Which one do you want to eat?" By the way, I attached a few window photos of the bakery, which are limited-edition mooncakes for the Mid-Autumn Festival in various flavors.
Jiang Fanxing - "Brother Heng is as considerate and considerate as ever. I want durian flavor, thank you."
Cheng Lan - "Then I can only ask for the stinky tofu flavor. Do you have it, Brother Heng?"
Lu Yiheng - "Choose mooncakes."
Jiang Fanxing - "Then let's have salted egg yolk."
Cheng Lan - "Salted egg yolk yyds, Brother Heng, I want to eat chocolate."
After a while, Lu Yiheng took a photo of the trunk of the car, including cakes, flowers, mooncakes, chocolates, duck necks, and specially packed durian meat, stinky tofu, and persimmons. He had already taken the photos of his sisters’ preferences.
Ready.
Lu Yiheng - "Are you satisfied?"
Jiang Fanxing - "Thank you, Brother Heng. Brother Heng, I love you."
Cheng Lan - "Brother Heng, Brother Heng, the big brother forever."
Song Tang looked at their conversation, and a warm current flowed through her heart. With her fingertips, she typed a few words - "Thank you, Brother Heng. We are on the way too. See you soon, Jimei."
After a while, everyone arrived at the Xingyao Club one after another. Seeing that Lu Yiheng had prepared so many things, Rong Chuqin's desire to win was aroused, and he replaced the wine in the box with the best wine on the spot.
Cheng Lan gave a thumbs up and praised, "Mr. Rong is very generous."
Cheng Lan injured his face, and the wound was very obvious, which unsurprisingly became the focus of everyone's attention.
"Do I have to go to the hospital?" Jiang Fanxing asked worriedly, "If you get a scar, who will look after you in the future?"
For the sake of 10,000 yuan, Cheng Lan saw it very clearly, "It's also disinfected when you go to the hospital. It's not deep. It will be fine in a few days. Don't worry about me. Come on, pour the wine, let's worship first."
Tangtang’s parents, let them have a glass of son-in-law wine.”
This is the first step in the Mid-Autumn Festival gathering every year, because this day is not only the Mid-Autumn Festival, but also the death anniversary of Song Tang’s parents.
It was Rong Chuqin's first time to participate, and he actually knew it, but Song Tang didn't take the initiative to mention it, and he didn't want to arouse her sadness. At this moment, he watched them skillfully lay out the worship supplies, take incense, and light incense.
, knelt down and worshiped, the whole process was very relaxed and pleasant, and he suddenly felt a sense of relief.
Song Tang didn't feel sad about spring and autumn, and he didn't have any taboos. The two of them knelt down together and kowtowed three times to the photo.
That photo was of Song Zhicheng and Hai Lian under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. It has been saved in Song Tang’s mobile phone. The Song couple in the photo were very young and had outstanding looks.
"I seem to have seen this photo of your parents in my grandpa's house," he said. "Grandpa also took a photo with them. I'll show it to you next time I go back to the old house."
This was an unexpected little surprise.
Her father was deeply appreciated by the old man when he started his business. Later, his father's company became better and better, and the relationship between the Rong and Song families became closer and closer. In just a few years, the Song family reached a level comparable to that of the Rong family.
He is the most dazzling rising star.
What a pity.
After the worship, everyone drank and chatted. Rong Chuqin was a new member, so the topics naturally focused more on him.
"Mr. Rong, there have been few hot searches recently. Did you give up the entire forest for us Tangtang?"
Rong Chuqin put his hand on Song Tang's shoulder and confessed openly, "I haven't seen any forests since I met her."
“Ho ho ho ho~~~~” everyone clapped their hands and cheered, “Have a wedding, have a wedding, have a wedding!”
Rong Chuqin added: "I obey her on all these matters, and she makes the final decision on everything in the house."
There was another cry of envy.
Song Tang immediately gave up and begged for mercy: "Sisters, please let me go, and please let yourself go, otherwise, he will spread the dog food without any sense of proportion, and I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it."
"Ah ah ah, Tangtang, you... are taking the bamboo shoots!"