Before Song Ziyang could reply, Tong Hua let go of Song Ziyang's arm and sneered: "Don't you even have to ask? He must be talking about you. I've told you before, this guy is just a beast, huh, just I'm afraid that he already has dirty thoughts about you in his heart, but he just took the opportunity to speak out now."
Song Ziyang rubbed his nose gently. Damn, he just wanted to piss off the money-worshiping little star. He shouldn't be so abandoned by everyone.
"Really? That's great. A man like Big Brother is so upright, but it's better to strike first to avoid being in the queue later." Huang Shan showed a smile like a little fox, hugging Song Ziyang's arms tightened again: "Hey, it's a pity. Some people may have to sit alone in front of the window, facing the double bed in the air, crying in silence until dawn."
"Who are you talking about," Tong Hua said in embarrassment with a thin blush on his face.
Huang Shan obviously knew her very well, and smiled without fear at all: "Sister Tong Hua, I didn't tell you, why are you always so nervous? Could it be that the scene I just described made you feel sad, hey , If it doesn’t work, then I’ll let my eldest brother warm the bed for you. Anyway, I’m still young, so it doesn’t matter how many years I wait,”
"Little girl, you're still talking nonsense, let's see if I don't tear your mouth open," Tong Hua said, then he directly jumped towards Huang Shan.
Huang Shan smiled and circled around Song Ziyang, screaming from time to time.
Song Ziyang smiled very smartly and stood there, neither speaking nor moving. He had no choice but to protect himself wisely in this age where it was easy to take advantage of others.
When Chi Feifei came out and saw this harmonious scene, his face suddenly became more and more ugly.
It’s on the shelves, so I’ll just say a few words. It’s not Xiaolang’s wish to put it on the shelves, but it’s the editor’s request, so there’s nothing I can do about it. I hope brothers can understand. In one sentence, brothers who like this book and are capable, please support it. One or two, brothers who don't want to spend money to read books, please give me some clicks or flowers. In short, thank you all, Xiaolang will write down well, above.
The scene of the two women fighting is like a beautiful picture. Every time you look at it, you can see the moving scenery.
But Chi Feifei couldn't stand it anymore. She thought Song Ziyang was deliberately demonstrating to her, so she snorted and walked quickly towards her car.
Sister Hua stared at Huang Shan with regret. The reason why she didn't look at children's paintings was because children's paintings looked much more mature and calm, and they were not the kind of characters that could be manipulated.
"Miss Chi," Song Ziyang said loudly to Chi Feifei who was about to get in the car: "Although your surname is Chi, my friend doesn't like to be late. You'd better not make my friend wait for you."
Chi Feifei's face turned slightly pale, he bit his lower lip lightly, and got into the car, and then the car left quickly.
"Okay, stop making trouble, everyone watching the excitement has left," Song Ziyang said with a smile.
The two women stopped, and of course, it ended with Huang Shan taking the initiative to beg for mercy.
"Why do you want to stimulate this little star? Could it be that you fell in love with her but were rejected?" Huang Shan asked with a smile, but she was secretly regretting it in her heart. The eldest brother is probably a good fighter. However, don't even think about asking him to take the initiative to confess his love. You will waste such a good opportunity that you created for him.
Song Ziyang curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Are you kidding? With beauties of your level surrounding me, how can you catch my eye with such vulgar girls?"
"I just can't stand her fake aloofness. She obviously wants to cooperate with us and make money from us, but she just pretends to be aloof and gives alms. Maybe this trick works well for others, but I don't know how to do it.
Pamper her,"
"Of course, the reason why I used money to throw money at her was because Jin Dou promised to create opportunities for Bao Wenyu to meet in private,"
"Oh, you're a pimp," Huang Shan said in a long voice, looking at him with disdain. Tong Hua also glanced at him sideways, with no trace of disdain in her beautiful eyes.
"Let me go, who do you think I am," Song Ziyang said aggrievedly: "If I do this, after Bao Wenyu meets her, it will definitely spread to his father's ears, and Bao Nengqian will leave this matter to me.
, itself is a kind of test to see if I will really cooperate with them. This is my statement, understand."
"I understand," Huang Shan nodded affirmatively and said decisively: "You are colluding with government and businessmen."
Children's paintings continue to be despised.
Song Ziyang was going crazy, but he also knew that the two women understood the reason why he did this, so they stopped arguing: "Let's go and eat."
"What are we going to eat? We have something to deal with later, so we can have something here later," Huang Shan twisted her nose and gave Song Ziyang a cute look.
Tong Hua nodded: "The company has just been established, and there are still many places to employ people. If you don't want all your money to be wasted, we don't mind. You can eat and drink every day."
Wow, why do I sound like a playboy who only knows how to eat and drink?
"By the way, big brother, do you still have to go to school?" Huang Shan spoke up to save him at the critical moment.
Song Ziyang glanced at her gratefully, nodded, and then, as if he remembered something, explained: "I went to the school because I also wanted to talk to the principal about our cooperation with the school. Well, the security work is just
, it’s just a cover for a hobby and identity, nothing else.”
The more you draw, the darker it gets.
Huang Shan said with a smile: "I just want to remind you about this. Since you haven't forgotten, that's it."
"No, no," Song Ziyang looked at Tong Hua and said, "Then you two really don't need me to accompany you,"
"No," Huang Shan actively refused: "We are divided into two groups. You can negotiate R&D matters with the school as soon as possible. We can adopt the model of capital injection and acquisition, which will not cause the school to suffer. As for us, we can do it as soon as possible."
Let the company get on the right track, and then start selling goods,”
"After the goods on hand enter the market, we will look at the method of renting a production line based on the market's response. If both parties work together, the speed can be faster,"
This girl is also a workaholic.
Song Ziyang shook his head slightly and said: "Okay, but when you two eat, you should order something good and don't save money. Youdao is that the body is the capital of revolution. Tong Hua, you are the financial director of the company, don't give
Brother, save it, at least you don’t have to save food,”
"Don't worry, I will eat you into a pauper," Tong Hua snorted.
Song Ziyang laughed, got in the car, and left gracefully.
In a secret hotel on the plain, Koshiro Mouri looked gloomy, and the several samurai standing beside him also stood solemnly, not daring to speak.
After a long while, Huan Huan said softly: "Master, it has been found out now that Song Ziyang is the boss of Tianmen. Today is the day when their company was established. Why don't you let your brothers intervene to disrupt the situation?"
Maori Koshiro snorted coldly: "We originally wanted to use the power of Zhendong Society, and that Li Batian also agreed, but we didn't expect that he died so early, and also died in the hands of Song Ziyang. Who knows if Song Ziyang knew Regarding our relationship with Li Batian, to say the least, even if they don’t know, do you think it’s worth it for us to risk exposure just to disrupt the situation? Or do you think that the woman from Tianjian and that Song Ziyang are just pigs? Just let us play with it,"
Hurricane hurriedly bowed his head and admitted his mistake. Fu Chuxuan and Song Ziyang killed three of their brothers and the only ninja. This was not only a blood feud, but also a great shame and humiliation.
"We made the mistake of underestimating the enemy last time, so we can't do it again this time no matter what. Even though Song Ziyang is in the limelight and has unified the people of the plain, there are many people who don't like him. Chinese people, and finally He is good at internal fighting. As long as we show this intention a little bit, are we afraid that no one will deal with him?"
"Hi, Master Yingming," Huan Huan said solemnly.
Mouri Koshiro glanced at him with satisfaction. Now that the fifth child has made great contributions to the family, he has taken a big step forward on the road to inheriting the family. If he wants to continue to fight for the position and win the support of the hurricane and other four people, he will It's important.
After all, they are the most elite warriors of the Maori family.
"To deal with the Chinese, as long as we stand still, they will consume themselves. This is their bad nature inherited for thousands of years," Maori Koshiro said in unison: "Go to Chenfeng to see Huang Shang from the Sihe Gang and tell him, As long as Tianmen is destroyed, we are willing to hand over the contract to purchase traditional Chinese medicine to them,"
Hurricane's eyes lit up: "Hi,"
After saying that, he turned around and left directly.
Maori Koshiro turned to another bushido: "Halfwind, go and track down the information about Fu Chuxuan. If it hadn't been for her last time, we wouldn't have lost so many men. This time, I want to seek revenge from her."
"Master, the hurricane has left. If I leave too, your safety..."
"Don't worry, I have already said hello to the family, and the six ghosts have arrived," Mouri Koshiro said calmly.
The expressions of Tornado and the remaining two Seven Winds warriors couldn't help but change. The Seven Winds and Six Ghosts were warrior masters of the same level, the elites of the family. In fact, in terms of strength, the Six Ghosts were even slightly better than the Seven Winds. .
Therefore, the competition between them was very fierce. Now, seeing that the young master actually asked the family for help, and it was six ghosts who came, naturally he felt a little unwilling.
"Of course I hope that we can complete the mission independently, but now, that Fu Chuxuan has repeatedly provoked my Maori family. If we don't fight back, where is the majesty and honor of the family,"
Maori Koshiro explained softly: "Letting the Six Ghosts come is a last resort. Of course, if we can capture Fu Chuxuan alive and kill Song Ziyang before that, everything will be fine. Otherwise, we have to rely on their power."
"Everything is for the family,"
"Hi," Xuanfeng nodded, turned around and walked out.
Mouri Koshiro gently turned the red wine glass in his hand, with a flash of heat and hope in his eyes. This time, he deliberately exaggerated the danger on his side, because he wanted to control the family's elite peak warriors as much as possible.
Of course, it was also to fulfill his greatest wish and capture Fu Chuxuan alive.
If he could get this most unique and beautiful woman he had ever seen...
Mouri Koshiro pursed his lips slightly, his scarlet tongue was like a poisonous snake spitting out a message,