A coldness flashed across You Haoze's eyes, thinking that if I didn't want to get your company, I wouldn't have prepared a gift for your old guy.
At this time, he handed an exquisite gift box to Song Qingman: "Qingman, this is the gift I bought for my uncle. Do you think it is suitable?"
Song Qingman took the gift box, opened it, glanced at it twice, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Wow, if I read it correctly, this seems to be a limited edition released by Patek Philippe abroad the year before last, with a starting price of 1.5 million..."
You Haoze nodded proudly.
"That's right. I asked my friend to buy this with great difficulty from abroad."
Song Qingman happily hugged You Haoze and kissed him hard on the face twice: "Hubby, I love you so much."
You Haoze felt disgusted in his heart, but he could only endure it.
Now he just wants to grab the company quickly and get rid of Song Qingman. But the company has not been obtained, so he must continue to endure it now.
"Qingman, you told me that day that Song Qingge wanted to drive you and grandma away from Changge, right?" You Haoze looked at Song Qingge not far away, his eyes flashing.
Song Qingman did mention this matter to him on WeChat.
Song Qingman said: "Yes, don't be fooled by her innocent appearance. In fact, she is holding something bad inside."
"However, don't think she can succeed so easily. My grandma and I's condition is that we can leave, but we have to spend one billion."
You Haoze's eyes flashed.
"Do you want to cause some trouble for Song Qingge's family now? If you are willing, I have a clever plan."
When Song Qingman heard this, he nodded quickly.
"Say it quickly."
You Haoze whispered something in her ear. A sneer appeared on the corner of Song Qingman's mouth...
"Okay, I happen to have a suitable candidate here. I'll go find him."
Afterwards, Song Qingman walked quickly to the old lady and Song Shien, and murmured a few words to them. The two looked at each other and seemed to have no objection. Then she walked towards a few people behind her...
Not far away, Song Qingge's family was chatting.
At this time, several figures walked over with unkind expressions.
These people are both male and female.
The person in the lead was none other than Song Jianjun, a branch of the Song family who had taken the lead in mocking Su Changfeng at Song Qingman's engagement party.
Behind Song Jianjun were several relatives of the Song family.
As soon as these people arrived, they stood in front of Su Changfeng's family and blocked their sight.
Su Changfeng glanced at Song Jianjun and said calmly: "What's wrong with you?"
Last time, Song Jianjun saw Su Changfeng teach the personal guard of the second son of the Zhao family a lesson, so he didn't dare to be too presumptuous with him.
The targets he brought here to cause trouble were other members of the Song family.
Song Jianjun looked at Song Qingge and sneered: "Qingge, why am I also your elder? When you see me, shouldn't you stand up and say hello?"
Song Qingge glanced at him somewhat depressedly.
Although I dislike him very much, he can be regarded as my elder.
After thinking about it, she prepared to stand up. No matter what, she had to get along with her face.
But before she could stand up, Su Changfeng held her shoulders down.
Su Changfeng looked up at Song Jianjun, not giving him any face: "Who do you think you are, that you deserve to have Qing Ge say hello to you?"
brush!
Song Jianjun's face suddenly sank.
Although he was a little afraid of Su Changfeng's skills, he was still very annoyed when Su Changfeng refused to give him face.
"Su Changfeng, please keep your mouth clean. I know you are good at hitting, but so what?"
"This world doesn't just have to be hard-fisted. Even if the fists are hard-fisted, there will still be many people who don't have enough to eat!"
