Chapter 80 Yanqin can only be regarded as second class
Chapter 80 Yan Qin can only be considered second class
On the outskirts of the city, there are villas in Hongfeng Mountain.
This is where Huicheng's upper-class wealthy families gather, and the Song family is one of the first-class wealthy families.
The Song Family Villa is located at the innermost position of the Hongfeng Villas, with mountains behind it and a lake facing it, surrounded by greenery.
Around seven o'clock in the evening, it is time for the Song family to have dinner.
The gorgeous crystal chandelier in the living room is bright, and the Song family of four is sitting at a European-style round dining table.
"Chairman Song is really a rare guest in the family. Is it raining red outside today? Can I keep you at home for dinner?" On one side of the huge dining table, a woman in her forties with bun-haired clothes was gorgeously dressed and elegant.
She has the elegance of a noble lady, but she speaks in a weird manner, with sarcasm hanging from the corners of her mouth and eyebrows.
Song Chunsheng's face sank.
After all, the Song Group caused some rumors in the circle because of Mrs. Tian's interference, so Song Chunsheng didn't go out to socialize in the past two days, so as not to get dirty.
Unexpectedly, my ears were not quiet at home.
He frowned and glared at the lady, "Can you speak properly? If not, just shut up!"
"What did I say that I didn't speak properly? Why didn't you say that you didn't behave well?" Fang Ru retorted and sneered, "If it weren't for your endless nonsense, I wouldn't be ashamed to go out! Even playing mahjong
You have to hear people talk about your filthy illegitimate daughter!"
Whenever there was any trouble over Song Yueliang's side, someone would always come to her to make her feel uncomfortable.
As soon as Fang Ru heard the words Song Yueliang, she felt like a lump in her throat!
"You're not done yet? If you don't want this meal to be delicious, the door is right next to it. You can get out at any time!" Song Chunsheng was irritated, and his face turned completely gloomy.
"Why should I get out-"
"mom!"
The woman sitting on the left side of Fang Ru spoke hurriedly and interrupted her, "Mom, you know how busy Dad is at work. He is either in meetings or doing various social activities. It's so easy to come back and have a peaceful meal. What do you have?
I want to tell my dad what I want to say. After dinner, the old couple will close the door and talk slowly. My brother and I are both here."
The speaker was Song Chunsheng and Fang Ru’s youngest daughter, Song Ziyun.
Fang Ru was actually a little frightened after being scolded, but her son and daughter were all there, so she couldn't lose face.
Now my daughter was handed down the steps. She snorted coldly and walked down the slope.
"By the way, brother, how is the Tian family's matter handled? You haven't been home these two days, and I can't find anyone to ask." Song Ziyun turned to talk to Song Ziyu to break up the stalemate at the dinner table.
"What are these gossips about girls doing?" Song Ziyu then raised his head from his rice bowl, as if the quarrel between his parents had nothing to do with him and was not as fragrant as the lobster in his bowl. "An old country woman can just send a lawyer.
I just dismissed him in the past, and I can’t turn over the storm.”
"Fortunately, the other party is not knowledgeable. Otherwise, if he bites our family, the police will come to investigate. Even if nothing is found, if the news spreads, it will damage the company's corporate image. Hmph..."
Fang Ru couldn't help but said something sinister again, and then turned the topic to her daughter, scolding, "I have been abroad for five years, but I don't miss home at all. I care more about things at home. What did you learn abroad when you came back to college?
I didn’t think about it well, so I just went to have fun.”
"Dad, Mom, it's not that I didn't do anything, it's just that I can't say anything now. Just watch, I will surprise you sooner or later." Song Ziyun wrinkled her nose deliberately, looking playful and cute.
Her appearance neutralizes the good qualities of her parents, with autumn eyes, red lips, and fair skin.
She also grew up in a good environment, and she has a ladylike temperament that she has cultivated over a long period of time, pure and elegant.
Even if you make cute facial expressions, it won't make people feel uncomfortable.
With my daughter as lubricant, the tense atmosphere finally dissipated.
Song Chunsheng and Song Ziyu also started talking about the company.
"Didn't I say that we would enter the real estate industry through a cooperation project with the Yan family? How is the progress going?" Song Chunsheng asked.
Song Ziyu became depressed when he mentioned this matter, "No matter how progress is made, the matter was supposed to be settled, but Yan Qin suddenly disappeared for several days in a row, and he couldn't be contacted at all!"
He thought for a while and said worriedly, "Dad, do you think it was possible that the news that Song Yueliang was pregnant with a child reached Yan Qin's ears? He had a knot in his heart, so he blamed our family?"
How else to explain the sudden disappearance of the person on the eve of the cooperation agreement?
He and Yan Qin had known each other since they were students, and had been friends for at least ten years now. Yan Qin had never been such an unreliable person.
Hearing this, Song Chunsheng frowned, "You continue to contact him and find him as soon as possible. Then we can meet and have a good chat and explain the matter clearly to him."
After a pause, Song Chunsheng emphasized, "You have to know what you should and shouldn't say, so you don't mess up the matter after meeting!"
If the cooperation with Yan Qin can succeed, it will be a huge boost to the Song Group.
Let’s not talk about the profits after the cooperation. Just by being affiliated with the Yan family, the top wealthy family in Kyoto, Song will be able to reap all the dividends in Huicheng.
After explaining to his son, Song Chunsheng raised his eyes and looked at his daughter who was sitting opposite and smiling obediently, "Don't go out fooling around all day. When you have time, go out with your brother and see the world. At your age, you should
Find a suitable partner to marry."
The smile on Song Ziyun's face condensed almost imperceptibly.
She knew what her father meant, which was to let her stay with his brother and look for opportunities to cling to Yan Qin.
A ray of darkness quickly flashed across Song Ziyun's eyes.
In her father's eyes, except for the son who can inherit the family business, the other children are worthless.
In the Song family, daughters are bargaining chips that can be used to exchange benefits for the family.
It used to be Song Yueliang, but now, it's her.
Song Ziyun forced down the chill and unwillingness in her heart, "Dad, it's true that the Yan family is a top wealthy family, but in a top wealthy family, people are also divided into first and second class."
She smiled, looked directly at Song Chunsheng, and revealed her ambition without any concealment, "Which do you think is better, the only son of the second wife or the eldest son of the leader of the Yan family?"
Song Chunsheng was stunned for a moment when he was asked. When he realized the hidden message in this sentence, his eyes flashed slightly and he looked at his daughter with scrutiny and inquiry.
"The Yan family is not just a top-notch wealthy family in Kyoto. All the people who can become the head of the family are the best among people, and no one is easy to get along with. Yan Huai, the leader of the Yan family, I heard that he has two sons.
, but there is very little news about them from the outside world, especially their eldest son, who is even more protected. Do you want to tell me, do you know the eldest son of Yanhuai?"
If what the daughter said is true, then compared with the eldest son of Yanhuai, Yan Qin, who came from the second room of the Yan family, can indeed only be considered second-class.