"Do you know how much kindness it took me to rescue you? Otherwise, you will definitely face jail."
Song Nanyang looked serious and reprimanded: "The director's son dares to fight. Do you think he is in the army? This is a city, not a place for fighting and killing. You should reflect on it or go back to Changning!"
Ye Fan smiled.
Unexpectedly, Song Nanyang was so shameless.
He actually took the credit for Qin Luoyin's appearance, and he didn't blush and his heart didn't beat. His face was thicker than the city wall.
"I can come out because you operated it? Are you sure?"
"Why, you still have doubts!" Song Nanyang looked unhappy, "Other than me, who else can help you in this huge Nanling!"
"Xiaofan, why are you talking?" Meng Qingyi scolded slightly, "Young Master Song kindly rescued you, why are you still doubting it? Thank you Young Master Song quickly, don't be rude."
Xia Yaoguang tugged at the corner of Ye Fan's clothes and signaled Ye Fan not to be stubborn.
Ye Fan said unhurriedly: "Does Xiang Boyan have any conditions? If we need to give monetary compensation, it is just a transaction, and I don't need to thank you."
A hint of coldness and disgust flashed deep in Song Nanyang's eyes. Originally, he was going to use this incident to discuss something with Meng Qingyi.
But now that Ye Fan said this, he couldn't get any benefits; if he tried hard to get it, his image in Meng Qingyi's heart would undoubtedly be cracked or even collapsed.
'Young man, compete with me.'
Ye Fan sneered in his heart, he could understand Song Nanyang's thoughts at a glance.
He played around the world battlefield and competed with world-class giants. Who is this Song Nanyang? A low-level person cannot be any more low-level.
"Young Master Song, why don't you say anything? Does Xiang Shu want us to bleed a lot and give him several hundred million?"
Ye Fan's tone was very appropriate.
When Meng Qingyi heard this, she was shocked and asked: "Young Master Song, is this really the case?"
"How can it be."
Song Nanyang laughed, waved his hand and said, "I came forward, but the Song family was behind it. How could Xiang Boyan ask for money? This time the matter was successfully resolved, but Ye Fan must make a self-examination and submit it to the Public Security Department in the near future."
"sure."
Meng Qingyi answered for Ye Fan.
Song Nanyang walked around the floor and asked some questions about the establishment of the company, and finally learned that Meng Qingyi and Xia Yaoguang were going to start recruiting.
He suggested: "I have a lot of connections. If you need elites in the Internet field, I can introduce you to some."
Xia Yaoguang said: "No need, Mr. Song, the company hasn't been established yet, so it's not appropriate to look for elites now. If you really want to contribute, why not say hello to the Industrial and Commercial Administration and get a business license as soon as possible.
"
"This is simple, just a phone call from me."
Song Nanyang quietly looked at Xia Yaoguang with some deep meaning in his eyes. After chatting for a while, Song Nanyang left Nantian Building.
"This little beast."
In the car, Song Nanyang was furious, rolled his eyes, and sent a message to an unknown number.
Then, Song Nanyang sneered.
"Little beast, the job I introduced is not that easy to do. Just wish yourself good luck."
"By the way, I have to go to the Public Security Bureau to see Xiang Boyan to apologize and thank you."
Song Nanyang drove to the Public Security Bureau.
With his identity, it was not difficult to come to the director's office. As soon as he entered the door, Song Nanyang smiled and said, "Director Xiang, here I come."
"Song Nanyang!"
Xiang Boyan's face darkened, and when he saw Song Nanyang's smile on his face, he immediately became angry, thinking that this was Song Nanyang's mockery of him.
"What are you doing here!"
"Xiang Shu, I'm here to thank you for letting Mark go."
Xiang Boyan suddenly stood up and asked: "What do you mean?"
"You don't know? Ye Fan is already free, released." Song Nanyang was stunned, and then said with a strange smile: "Haha, stop pretending. I came here specially to thank you. This time you opened the door for me, next time
If I get the next chance, I will help the director."
"Hey, Director, why do you look so bad? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Do you want to go to the hospital?"
Song Nanyang came over and asked with concern.
Xiang Boyan couldn't bear it any longer, raised his hand, slapped Song Nanyang hard, and roared: "Get out of here! Get out!!"