Under the scorching sun, Bai Yang squatted at the door of the villa and was bored to death, playing the hang-up game with Song Yiyi. During the process, Song Yiyi kept calling and he kept hanging up. The two of them played like crazy and had fun...
"Let's see how long you can hang out with me. I'm so idle right now."
After hanging up the call from Song Yiyi again, Bai Yang changed his position and sat on the steps muttering.
However, just as he was waiting for Song Yiyi to call again and then hung up, there was a loud bang at the door!
When he looked up, he saw an X6 crashing through the door of the villa and rushing towards him.
"Damn it, Song Yiyi, you're crazy, you want to fucking murder, right..."
Bai Yang immediately jumped up and pointed at the X6 and cursed, Ma Liu jumped onto the steps, grandson, you can't hit him...
The dog-like Song Yiyi changed his car again...
The X6 hit the steps with a bang, and the airbags exploded. He almost rushed up the steps, and the bumper and other things were shattered on the ground. Bai Yang felt sorry for him.
The car door opened. When Bai Yang saw Song Yiyi getting out of the car, he couldn't help but burst out laughing and almost fainted. He pointed at the other person and said out of breath:
"Did you get hit by a pig or did you lose the door? Or were you kicked out of bed by a girl? Ouch, it hurts when I look at it. Why didn't you die on the road in a car accident when you were driving like this?"
Song Daodao hobbled his neck with a bandage on his left hand and limped out of the car with a cane. He immediately pointed at Bai Yang's nose and cursed: "Bai Yang, you son of a bitch, why don't you die? I've called you so many times.
What does "no answer" mean?
Bai Yang seriously doubted that Song Dao was killed by his father, otherwise he would be caught in a matter of seconds if he drove out like a bird!
"You care, do I know you very well? Besides, you're not a girl, so why should I answer your call?"
Bai Yang rolled his eyes, not wanting to see her at all.
"You bastard, do you know how many people come to kneel and lick me when I call you? Do you know how many girls rush to my bed to strip naked and wait for me when I call you? If you, a grandson, don't give me face, I will kill you."
Song Dao was so angry that he trembled, limping on crutches, and chased Bai Yang all over the yard.
"Tch, you are the uncle, you are the second generation. Your great writing is none of my business. I will ignore you and you bite me. How can I have the time to make ink with you if I am worth tens of millions every minute? If I am delayed for one second, you will pay for it.
Can you afford it? Hey, hey, you've had enough. If you chase me again, I don't care if you're a wounded person or not. I'll fight back."
Bai Yang went crazy and wandered around the yard with Song. Life was really boring. He had to find some fun and talk nonsense with Song...
"I am a wounded person. I was not beaten by your stupid workers. You let me vent my anger first, or I will bring all your employees into the trap..."
Song Yiyi had no choice but to start threatening.
"Besides, it's not me. You can go with whoever you love, and whoever gets disabled counts as one."
Bai Yang was not afraid and said that he was not paying attention. He stretched out his foot and tripped. Song Dao fell to the ground and screamed like a tortoise with a flipped lid...
"One..."
There was a tender cry, and a beautiful girl in cheongsam ran over from the side and was so distressed that she even helped Song Yidao.
Hey, let me go, when did a girl run out?
Bai Yang blinked and was dumbfounded. He really didn't notice that there was a girl on the X6 that Song Dao drove up. He said that the girl's presence was too low.
"Hey, you are not kind when you 'give me a knife'. In the past few days, you have changed to another girl. Sooner or later, you will die of kidney failure on the girl's belly. I tell you, and sooner or later, you will be sent to the palace by the girl..."
The talkative Bai Yang will squirt when caught.
"My uncle, you haven't seen her that day. She has been with me for three months. This time I am sincere."
Song Yiyi wanted to chase Bai Yang again.
I believe you, you idiot. Don’t believe a word of ten words from the second generation. The nonsense that is used to coax girls is only believed by a mentally retarded girl who only sees money...
Was it this girl that Song Yiyi took with him that day? Her presence was too low, so I didn’t pay attention...
Bai Yang scratched his head. He didn't care about these details at all. He didn't give this super second generation any face. He pointed at the other person's nose and said: "First, this villa is not mine. You will pay for it if you crash it. Second, get out of here if you have nothing to do."
, I’m busy.”
"Fuck you, uncle, believe it or not, I ordered two Lanxiang excavators to smash them all for you... Forget it, let me get down to business first, do you know that you are all crazy now?"
Song Dao suddenly lost his temper and felt that his life was meaningless if he continued to talk nonsense with Bai Yang.
"Crazy? Who is crazy? Resident Evil? I haven't seen the zombies biting people all over the streets."
Bai Yang stretched his neck and looked around, indicating that Song Dao was lying.
Song Dao lost his anger instantly. With the help of the girl, he sat on the ground limping and pointed at Bai Yang and gloated:
"Grandson, you are finished. Did you know that that day, my friends and I raised money to sell a jar of wine from you? After everyone shared it, the grandsons were everywhere, and the men took aphrodisiacs to strengthen themselves.
It's not harmful to the body even if the gun can't be knocked down. Women take it to nourish yin and strengthen yang and beautify the body, so they are all going crazy. They are looking for this kind of thing everywhere. Do you know how many high-ranking officials and second-generation rich people in the city and province are looking for you? Oops.
Oh my god, there are a lot of talented people in the whole province looking for you. If you are caught, you will probably be eaten until your bones and dregs are left..."
I knew something was wrong. The appearance of this grandson must be related to that kind of wine. I can see through your true nature at a glance!
After listening to Song Dao's words, Bai Yang was not afraid at all. He looked at Song Dao with a wicked smile and said, "I don't know if I am finished or not, but what I do know is that I am now calling the old man Liu Qingshan.
If you say that, he will come over and beat you to death, do you believe it or not? Also, you are an illiterate grandson, and women are called nourishing yin and strengthening yang?"
"What's that called? What the hell, don't bullshit me. Damn it, uncle, you're so cruel... You're just looking at me. This grandson has already used his ultimate move and he's not helping me to get out of here? By the way, give him another one.
A check of 100,000 yuan is enough to kill this grandson, but you can still blackmail me by breaking down the door."
When Liu Qingshan is mentioned, Song Yiyi wilts. There is no way. Anyone who wants to find Bai Yang has to go through Liu Qingshan first. Liu Qingshan is not the point. The point is Song Guotao, Song Yiyi's grandfather...
"Oh, wait a moment."
After having enough fun, Bai Yang stopped Song Dao.
"What do you want to do again?"
Song Dao despises Bai Yang. He does this every time. Is it fun to play hard to get?
"Since that kind of wine is so popular, I'm just short of money. Do you want to be an agent?"
Bai Yang rolled his eyes and was ready to trick people again.
"What's the meaning"?
"It means that I can wholesale that kind of wine to you for 100 million yuan per jar, and you can help me sell it, but you can't tell others that the source of the product is here. How about that?"
"Why don't you die? I can't even afford a jar at wholesale price."
"You can get it on credit..."
“You can have this”
Song Daodao nodded numbly.
"I lied to you. Just dream on me. If your grandson runs away from me and I don't pay you, will I still bite you?"
Bai Yang immediately changed his mind.
"Your uncle, how about this? I will set up a winery, and you will provide the puree of that wine. We will dilute that wine, package it and sell it. The effect will definitely be bad. We can keep it and dry up all the wine in the world.
How about sales taking first place, and then you just sit back and wait to collect the money?”
Song Yiyi is indeed a disciple of a high-ranking cadre, but his brain is not comparable to that of Bai Yang, an otaku.
"I own 99% of the shares, which is pretty much it."
The poplar toad opens its mouth and is about to swallow the sky...
(Shitou knows that this chapter is bad, and he just wants to have fun, so there will be an update later to make up for it. Well, it’s customary to ask for something, you know? Will you be scolded if you publish this chapter?)