When Song Shimei and his family saw Song Qingge, their eyes flashed.
It has to be said that Song Qingge crushes Song Shimei's daughter in terms of temperament and appearance. Only in height, they are comparable.
Ma Wenchao, Song Shimei's son, looked at Song Qingge with a burning look in his eyes.
This was the first time he met Song Qingge and he was deeply attracted by her.
This guy is already thirty-three this year, but he doesn’t even have a serious girlfriend.
Song Shimei took Song Qingge's hand and seemed very enthusiastic: "Qingge is so beautiful."
"Are you married?"
Song Qingge smiled: "I'm married, sister-in-law."
When he heard that Song Qingge got married, Ma Wenchao felt a little disappointed in his heart.
Song Shimei said again: "Qingge, what does your husband do? You are so beautiful, you must be looking for a rich and handsome husband."
Song Qingge was about to speak, but Jiang Li beat him to it.
She said a little depressed: "Hey, you are just a retired sergeant."
Hearing Jiang Li's words, Song Shimei's family couldn't help but feel a little happy.
No matter how beautiful you are, you still can't find a husband.
Ma Wenchao looked at Song Qingge and said, "Cousin, I'm not talking about you. Why don't you choose carefully when you are looking for a husband?"
"Do you know him well? Just marry him. I'm not saying bad things about them. In fact, retired sergeants like them are the most incompetent people."
"Except for having a tough fist and a bad temper, I can't even find a decent job."
Jiang Li echoed: "Wen Chao is so right. You have mentioned all his shortcomings."
Recently, Jiang Li was quite critical of Su Changfeng because of her adoption of Yueyue. Therefore, she unconsciously belittled him in front of her relatives.
Song Qingge felt a little disgusted with this cousin whom he met for the first time.
Not only was she disgusted with his leering eyes, but she was also disgusted with his groundless slander against Su Changfeng.
"Cousin, where are you employed?" Song Qingge looked at him calmly and asked.
Ma Wenchao's eyes flashed with a trace of uneasiness, and he coughed twice: "Oh, I was recently spotted by a foreign company. They hired me as a purchasing manager with an annual salary of 500,000 yuan."
When Jiang Li heard that Ma Wenchao actually worked for a foreign company, the way Jiang Li looked at him suddenly changed.
"Really Wen Chao?"
"You are really good. You are much better than Qingge's husband. Compared with you, he is simply a waste."
Song Qingge turned around and looked at Jiang Li: "Mom, what did you say? It's almost done."
She also knew why Jiang Li was always unhappy with Su Changfeng recently, but she didn't point it out.
Jiang Li snorted: "Am I wrong? Wen Chao works in a foreign company with an annual salary of 500,000 yuan. What about Su Changfeng? If you hadn't opened a company to support him, he wouldn't know where to drink the northwest wind."
When Jiang Li said that Song Qingge had opened a company, the eyes of Song Shimei's family flickered again.
"Qingge, have you opened a company?" Song Shimei took Song Qingge's hand again and said enthusiastically.
Song Qingge nodded: "I opened a small company, it's not big, I can barely make ends meet."
Song Shimei's originally passionate eyes became cold again, and the hand holding her secretly let go.
"It's difficult for a small company to become big. Look at our city, tens of thousands of small companies close down every day, and some people just jump off the building because of the loss." Ma Wencai, Song Shimei's husband, suddenly said quietly.
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Song Qingge looked at the family speechlessly, feeling very unhappy.
Can this person speak?
What is the difference between this and publicly cursing Changge to close down?
