The secretary took Song Zizhong to the door of Song Zishan's office.
After knocking on the door, Song Zishan answered inside the room, and then the secretary led Song Zizhong in.
At this time, Song Zishan was very busy because he needed to rush the manuscript.
He didn't even notice that Song Zizhong was brought in by his secretary later.
Song Zishan sat on the chair, staring at the design draft on the table, and said casually.
"What's the matter?"
Before the secretary could speak, Song Zizhong couldn't help it.
In his eyes, Song Zishan was simply despising him and not taking him seriously.
From the moment he entered the room, he saw Song Zishan lying on the table, writing and drawing.
You didn’t even have time to raise your head, look at him, and say hello to him?
No! This is not because of busyness, but because Song Zishan did it on purpose.
Song Zizhong felt that Song Zishan wanted to give him a blow and was deliberately disrespectful to him.
So, when Song Zizhong thought of this, he became furious.
"Song Zishan, do you still have some sense of superiority and inferiority?"
"I am a member of the Song family in the provincial capital, and you deliberately pretended not to see me?"
"Sure enough, Mr. Song is right. You, a woman who doesn't recognize her relatives, is really shameless!"
Song Zizhong scolded Song Zishan, making Song Zishan look confused.
She raised her head, took a closer look, and immediately came to her senses.
"Are you from the Song family in the provincial capital?"
"Yes, I am Song Ziyi's brother - Song Zizhong!"
Song Zizhong said fiercely, with anger in his eyes.
Song Zishan frowned at first, then showed disgust.
"What are you here for?
And why are you scolding me?"
"You have been to the Song family. Don't you know that I am no longer a Song family member?"
"If that's the case, then why should I respect you?
It’s nothing, just go away, I’m still busy and don’t have time to talk to you!”
Song Zishan said in a cold tone, and then prepared to ask the secretary to see the guests off.
However, she lowered her head again and prepared to continue working on the manuscript.
Song Zizhong was very angry when he heard this.
Now seeing that Song Zishan actually ignored him again and treated him with such neglect, he became furious.
In a hurry, he stepped forward, reached out and grabbed all the design drafts in front of Song Zishan.
"I'll let you write it!"
Song Zizhong laughed evilly, and in front of Song Zishan, he tore up all the design drafts! Crash! The design drafts turned into fine scraps of paper, and Song Zizhong threw them up.
Song Zishan was stunned for a moment, her eyes widened with an expression of shock and anger.
"You must be sick!"
"Why did you tear up my design draft?"
"Do you know how long it took me to finish the painting?"
Song Zishan was dissatisfied and directly contradicted and asked.
When Song Zizhong saw Song Zishan being so angry, the resentment in his heart became more balanced.
I saw him sneer and say with a sarcastic face.
"Song Zishan, what are you in a hurry for?"
"I haven't settled the score with you for hurting my brother before!"
"Tearing up your manuscript now is just a small revenge for your disrespect towards me."
"My real methods haven't been used yet. Just wait. This is just the beginning. I will have a way to treat you well after that."
After saying that, Song Zizhong laughed heartily, his face full of joy.
Song Zishan was left facing the confetti on the floor, feeling like crying but without tears.
At this time, after Song Zizhong laughed, he took out his mobile phone and made a call.
As soon as the call was connected, Song Zizhong shouted unceremoniously to the other end.
"I am Song Zizhong, from the Song family in the provincial capital."
"I'm in your daughter's company now. I order you to come to me immediately."
"Otherwise, neither the Song family in the provincial capital nor the Song family in southern Sunan will let you go. Do you understand?"
After saying that, Song Zizhong hung up the phone without waiting for a reply.
Song Zishan was startled and asked quickly.
"Who did you call, were they my parents?"
Song Zizhong did not answer, but just smiled strangely.
After a while, it turned out as expected.
Song Zishan's parents were called over by Song Zizhong as soon as they called.
As soon as the two of them entered the office, Song Zizhong scolded them.
"You came just in time, but you haven't given your daughter a good education!"
"She dared to be disrespectful to me and injured my brother before. Such crimes must be punished."
"I have now decided to implement the Song family law on Song Zishan. If you cannot make her accept it voluntarily, then you will bear it!"
Song Zizhong laughed strangely and looked at Song's father and mother with cruel eyes.
He learned from the Song family that Song Zishan's parents were timid and fearful people.
So in his expectation, a drama of fratricide was about to take place.
Sure enough, when Song's father and Song's mother heard this, they were immediately shocked.
Then there was panic, the two sides were fighting, and I was so scared that I almost fainted.
After they came to their senses, they immediately turned their heads and scolded Song Zishan loudly.
"Oh, you are such an unfilial daughter!"
"It's okay now, you're in big trouble again!"
"It's enough for you to sever ties with the Song family in southern Sunan, but now you are enmity with the Song family in the provincial capital?"
"Don't think about it yourself. Can a small family like us afford to offend such a huge power of the Song family in the provincial capital?"
"Since Mr. Song has said it, you should plead guilty and be punished as soon as possible. Otherwise, we, the old couple, will be implicated by you. How can we afford it?"
Song's father and Song's mother cursed angrily, and at the same time forced Song Zishan to accept Song Zizhong's punishment.
They were timid and fearful of getting into trouble, fearing that Song Zishan would harm them.
If Song Zishan doesn't want to be punished, wouldn't it be like them to inherit the Song family law?
They are old, how can they afford it with their old arms and legs?
When Song Zishan heard this, her face immediately showed bitterness.
Song Zishan felt very sad and sad when her parents treated her like this.
So, she had no choice but to explain.
"Mom and Dad, they have long since stopped recognizing us as the Song family."
"If that's the case, then why do we still have to inherit the Song family's family law?"
"Don't be afraid, they can't do anything to us at all..." However, when Song's father and mother heard this, they shook their heads repeatedly and scolded Song Zishan.
"Shut up! If you are still our daughter, don't say such things again."
"You don't know how high the sky is, and you don't know that the power of the Song family in the provincial capital is beyond our ability to offend."
"If you really want to be nice to us, apologize to Mr. Song quickly, otherwise we won't have a daughter like you!"
Song Zishan smiled bitterly, with a look of helplessness on her face.
Facing the accusations from her parents, although she felt aggrieved, there was nothing she could do about it.
Therefore, he could only turn his head and look at Song Zizhong with a determined look.
"Okay, I am willing to accept the Song family law, so please don't embarrass my parents anymore."