Listening to Song Beiye's words, Song Beixi sneered. He and Mu Shaoling had expected that he would say this.
Mr. Song flipped through the bidding documents and looked up at the two brothers.
"This tender..." He threw the tender aside the sofa.
"This is my bid." Song Beiye said through gritted teeth. Although the bid was useless and cost him a lot of money, now he could only insist that this was his bid.
"Song Beiye!" Song Beixi issued a warning in a low voice.
"Why, you still want to help outsiders teach me a lesson?" Song Beiye looked at him provocatively, "You tied my hands and feet and floated on the sea for so many days. I just want to ask you, how can you do this to yourself?
His biological brother would do something like this?"
"What?" Before Mr. Song could respond, Mother Song exclaimed and looked him up and down, "Have you been tied up for so many days? Are you injured? Oh my God, Beixi, how could you treat your brother like this?"
At the same time, Mr. Song also asked: "The tender document belongs to your brother's company. What explanation do you have?"
Seeing the two elders in the family choosing to believe in Song Beiye at the same time, Song Beixi didn't feel any surprise.
After all, he insisted on being with Li Ni, which was against their wishes.
Becoming an abandoned son of the Song family is also something that will happen in the near future.
No surprises.
"Song Beiye, do you know who the person you are trading with is? If you insist on doing this, I will not care about you no matter what happens in the future." Song Beixi issued a final warning.
If he is willing to repent in front of his elders now, they will still look at him in the future.
However, he insisted on not admitting what he had done wrong, so there was no need to continue to worry about this brotherhood.
Song Beiye's face was dark, but he was panicked in his heart. He knew that Abep?
Mr. Song's eyes fell on Song Beiye again. His calm face did not look like he was panicking.
Song Beixi's cell phone rang.
He took a look and saw that it was Mu Shaoling. He didn't pick up the call, but pressed it down.
This is a signal between them, which means that Mr. Mu is rushing to the Song family's old house.
He had to leave to avoid being attacked by Mr. Mu.
"Okay, if you insist not to say anything, you will be responsible for whatever happens in the future." After saying that, Song Beixi left directly.
The nanny brought scissors.
Song's mother quickly untied Song Beiye and said dissatisfiedly: "Why did you have a conflict with your brother?"
"He got crazy and stood on Mu Shaoling's side, but refused to stand on my side. In this matter, it is obvious that he and Mu Shaoling slandered me." Song Beiye said.
Song's mother frowned. Although the two brothers were increasingly at odds, Song Beixi would not do such a thing.
Even though he did not listen to the family's arrangements and persisted in staying with Li Ni, this incident made the old man very dissatisfied.
But when Song Beiye caused such a big scandal before, the company and the like were not at fault of Song Beiye's fault, so there was no need for him to do this for profit.
Mr. Song looked at Song's mother doting on Song Beiye with a serious expression, "Beiye, do you think this tender document was really made by your company?"
"Grandpa, it was someone from my company who did it." Song Beiye twisted his wrist, which had been tied tightly, and a red mark appeared on his wrist.
Song's mother also saw it, and she felt distressed and asked the nanny to bring the medicinal wine, intending to rub it for Song Beiye.
"Really?" Mr. Song asked again. He knew the tempers of these two grandchildren.
With Song Beiye's current temperament, he is really capable of stealing tender documents.
And Song Beixi would not frame Song Beiye for an outsider for no reason.
Being questioned again and again by the old man, Song Beiye was a little impatient and worried. Did he really see something?
After all, the old man has been in the mall for so many years, so he is not an easy person to fool.
"Nowhere in this bid does it show that it belongs to T Group. Moreover, if I find someone to steal the bid, I must be rich. How can I have any spare money now..."
Mr. Song nodded. This is right. Song Beiye indeed has no extra spare money now.
After all, he had previously forced Song Beiye to shut down many gray industries, and he also lost a sum of money to relevant partners.
The money was given by Song's mother, but most of it was paid by himself.
So he doesn't have much money now, Mr. Song believes that.
"Okay, have you had breakfast? If not, ask the cook to make some for you." Mr. Song ordered.
Song Beiye breathed a sigh of relief, finally getting through.
He was the one who submitted the tender document first, and all the information related to T Group in the tender document was erased, so it can be said that there is no evidence at all.
"I haven't slept well in a few days. Let's go upstairs and take a nap first." Song Beiye had not been able to sleep well in the past few days since he was controlled by Song Beixi.
Song's mother felt heartbroken when she heard this, "Wait a minute, let me rub your hands for you, otherwise there will be congestion."
Glancing at his wrist, Song Beiye said nonchalantly: "It's okay."
"Why doesn't it bother you? The color is so dark..."
"Okay, if he says it's not in the way, he won't be in the way. Bei Ye is a big boy, so you still treat him as a three-year-old child? If you are lucky, you will have children." Mr. Song interrupted Mother Song's thoughts.
Mother Song did not dare to say anything else, because after Song Beixi made such a fuss, he was obviously in a bad mood.
Speaking of children, Song Beiye thought of Li Ni once being pregnant with his child.
If he hadn't wanted to torture her and prevent her from getting what she wanted, the child would be several years old now.
She wouldn't have chosen Song Beixi either.
Now, she is deliberately taking revenge on herself!
"Mom, I have something to ask you." Song Beiye said.
Mother Song glanced at the gloomy Mr. Song and said, "Let's go upstairs and talk. Don't disturb your grandpa's tea."
The old man has the habit of drinking tea every morning. Anyone who knows it will not stir up trouble at this time to make the old man unhappy.
Song Beixi also knew that he deliberately chose this time.
Song Beiye didn't want the old man to know what he said, so he nodded, and the mother and son went upstairs.
Mr. Song snorted coldly, picked up the tender document on the side, and said, "Butler."
"Yes, old master, what are your orders?" the housekeeper asked carefully, lest he speak in a wrong tone and anger the old man.
"Bring me my reading glasses," the old man said.
"Yes." The housekeeper walked into the old man's study, picked up the old man's reading glasses from the desk, and gave them to him.
Putting on his reading glasses, the old man began to study the tender document.
He didn't completely believe what Song Beiye said, but he didn't completely believe what Song Beixi said either.
"Old Master, your tea has gone cold. Do you want to make you a new cup?" the butler asked carefully.
