The strange laughter of young people sounded under the eaves of the corridor.
Fu Yanchi took out a bamboo chair, lay down next to the loquat tree, and shook the cattail fan, "Yan Xi, don't provoke brother, or you will cry."
Yan Xicai is not afraid of such threats, and she no longer gets angry when she disagrees with him as before.
He also pulled a bamboo chair over and placed it next to Fu Yanchi to lie down.
The night in the mountain village is quiet, and the chirping of frogs and the chirping of insects seem to accompany the gentle moonlight.
The sky is filled with stars.
Lying under such a night, people's impetuous minds can easily calm down.
"Song Ziyu will be completely defeated this time, and Yan Qin will inevitably be implicated." Yan Xi looked at the stars above his head and said, "Now half of his Dingfeng real estate belongs to Song Yueliang, right?"
"He holds more shares in Dingfeng, and he has control over the company. Moon has no intention of taking over the company, and will only receive dividends."
"It's not easy to get dividends. I heard that his company hasn't done anything good since it opened. It hasn't opened yet."
"Just because the company didn't open doesn't mean that Yan Qin didn't make money. Song Ziyu, the puppet, has no idea what he usually does."
Hearing this, Yan Xi became curious and turned sideways, "You mean you didn't tell me until? Tell me?"
The man looked sideways, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "You just made my brother unhappy, but he didn't tell you."
"..." Fuck you uncle, brother, you are a der!
Yan Xi stopped lying down and got up and went back to the main room. Before leaving, she sent someone a blessing, "Fu Yanchi, you have such a broken body, remember to avoid being impatient and lustful. Only by cultivating yourself can you live a long life."
Fu Yanchi could no longer shake the cattail leaf fan. When he turned around, he saw that the young man had already slipped back into the main room.
"This bastard has great skills." The man chuckled, lay back on the chair, listened to the chirping of insects and frogs, and looked at the moonlight.
A calm mind naturally feels cool, ugh.
In the room on the left side of the main room, the little kid quietly stepped away from the window.
Then he climbed onto the bed on his hands and knees and rolled to his mother's side, "Mom, dad is so pitiful."
"Huh?" Song Yueliang was already lying down, closing her eyes and falling asleep. When she heard her daughter's words, she opened her eyes.
"Dad looks like he has been abandoned by us." Qiqi was a little distressed.
She wants her father to be happy, but she also wants her father to live a long life.
"Mom, is there no way to make dad happy and healthy at the same time?"
Song Yueliang's eyes flashed, and a suspicious blush appeared at the base of her ears. She stretched out her cold white fingertips and tapped the tip of her daughter's small nose, "Qiqi is so worried about daddy?"
The baby rolled on the quilt, his eyes turned into crescent moons, a little embarrassed, "Qiqi loves her mother, and Qiqi also loves her father."
"Then mom, come and think of a solution?"
"Really?" The baby sat up suddenly, with bright eyes, "Okay, Mom! I'll go tell Dad the good news. He will definitely be happy!"
Song Yueliang hurriedly picked up the baby who was about to rush out, cleared her throat and said, "Mom, think of a way, but Qiqi needs to keep it a secret."
Despite her daughter's confused gaze, Song Yueliang stretched out her hand to pull the wire and turn off the light.
So as not to lose control in front of my daughter.
It ruins my mother’s image.
It's eleven o'clock in the evening, and the night is already deep.
Hongfeng Mountain in the northern suburbs of Huicheng.
The lights in the Song family villa are still on.
The people living inside were not asleep yet, or could not sleep at all.
Song Ziyu didn't care about working for others during the day and rushed all the way to Mashan and didn't come back until nightfall.
During this period, he did a lot of things. He refused to give up and asked the geological survey team to conduct repeated explorations. He also asked workers to dig out the areas with problems on the spot.
He saw with his own eyes the long and narrow cracks under the soft mud layer, radiating deep into the land he purchased.
And according to the survey team's speculation, the ground cracks may continue to crack inward.
When building on such land, the hidden dangers are unpredictable.
Once something happens, the consequences are simply not something he can bear.
His idea of a food city could no longer be realized.
If he continues to invest in such a piece of land, he is not even sure of getting his money back.
In the living room of the villa, the crystal chandelier that used to be bright was dim tonight, giving the villa a strange and deep feeling.
Song Ziyu and Song Chunsheng, father and son, were sitting on the sofa. Both of them looked gloomy and slumped.
"That piece of land may have to be shelved." Song Ziyu said dejectedly, staring at the feet of the coffee table.
Song Chunsheng was silent for a long moment, but still refused to accept the fact, "Didn't Boss Guan always have a good relationship with Yan Qin? When the land was put up for auction, he personally said whether it was good or bad, and specifically asked him to
He personally guaranteed that the land we chose was good! Now if there is a problem with the land, he is not responsible?"
Song Ziyu smiled bitterly, "Dad, the money and goods have been paid. The transaction has been completed. Even if we find problems with the land now, we can only bear the consequences ourselves. Buying and selling land is based on personal vision. Not to mention what he said at the beginning
, he told us privately, even if you put the matter on the table and accuse him of fraud, where is the evidence? Can you get it?"
After a pause, Song Ziyu continued, "And after we bought the land, we asked a professional team to survey and inspect it. At that time, there was no soft mud layer or any cracks in the ground at all!"
"But now it has been found out that there are cracks in the ground, or cracks in the earth's crust that cannot be formed without decades! What do you want to say about this!"
"What can I say? That's hell!"
The father and son were talking and almost quarreled.
After a moment, the two suddenly raised their heads and looked at each other.
The idea of seeing a ghost was originally attributed to Song Ziyu in a hurry, but now that I think about it, it was really a ghost!
This thought made both father and son shiver, and an inexplicable chill hit their hearts.
"Dad, tell me... could it be that our family has done too many bad things and has really suffered retribution?" Song Ziyu's lips turned purple and he trembled.
Song Chunsheng slapped him in the face, his eyes were red and cold, "Shut up! What bad thing has been done too much? Who has done bad things? Are you blaming your father?! This is an accident, it is an accident!"
Song Chunsheng never believed in retribution. He didn't believe it before and he won't believe it now.
Among wealthy families, who dares to say that their home must be clean? Which family does not have some secrets, and which head of the family does not do some shameful things or use shady means?
Why did Song Chunsheng suffer retribution?
It's all fart!
What nonsense!
After a dispute, the father and son went back to their rooms, but neither of them could sleep peacefully. They sat in their respective rooms from dusk to dawn.
Dandan slept soundly in the sea of consciousness.
The Qiqi Food Factory paid its first salary, making it earn two full energy balls.
The watermelon in Taoxi Village was transplanted, and it earned some energy balls here and there.
Now it is lying among eight colorful energy balls, sleeping on half a pool of energy liquid, having a good night's sleep.
It didn't even expect that the black air that he and his little boy threw out casually on the day they went to see the place would have such an unexpected effect.
Song Chunsheng and his son were so frightened that they thought they had seen a ghost.