Everyone was shocked by this sound, and everyone looked at the two cars that collided with each other. For ordinary people, Porsche is definitely considered a luxury car among luxury cars, but if you look closely at the car that collided,
That Porsche car made everyone’s eyes want to fall out of their sockets.
Rolls-Royce…
Moreover, it is a high-end Rolls-Royce, and even the lowest price is over 10 million.
The young man was speechless. His car had stopped. It was obvious that the other party was fully responsible, but he did not dare to say anything even if the other party was fully responsible. Someone got out of the car, a tall and handsome man with an extraordinary appearance.
He was fastidious and walked over with a hint of coldness in his eyebrows.
The young man from Porsche suddenly felt something bad in his heart. Considering that he was still reasonable, he gritted his teeth and said loudly: "What...what's the matter? You hit my car and you have to pay me for it today!"
"I'm sorry, I, Song Jiaze, hit someone else's car. I never have to pay compensation." Song Jiaze smiled slightly. The lethality of this smile should not be underestimated. The eyes of the young girls or aunties who were passing by around him were brightened.
This handsome guy is handsome, and he's covered in gold.
"My car is a limited edition, so if you want a naked car..."
Bang! (one zero)
Before the young man could finish what he said, Song Jiaze immediately responded with a loud mouth.
Song Jiaze's hand is not very big, at least not as big as Lin Kun's. His hand is used to hold pens and sign major resolutions all year round. He is also used to hold books or computers to study various archival materials.
, but with such a hand that could be characterized as a weak scholar, he directly slapped the young man in front of him with a loud and loud slap, causing the young man in front of him to spin around and make blood bleed from the corner of his mouth.
"You, why do you hit people!?"
The young Porsche man was indignant, but showed no sign of daring to fight back. Money symbolizes social status. A person who is extremely rich must have a strong power background behind him.
But the young man was not convinced. He was driving a Rolls-Royce. Although he was driving a Porsche, his father was driving a Rolls-Royce.
At this thought, the young man also raised his arms and wanted to take action, but before he could make the next move, the big slap came down again.
So what if he is a scholar? Since Song Jiaze is the only son of the third generation of the Song family, he has naturally learned some fighting and Sanda. He may not be able to fight against a master like Lin Kun, but facing this young man in front of him who has been drained by wine and sex,
Let alone this one, what if there are ten more?
The young man had no power to fight back. After being beaten violently by Song Jiaze, he lay on the ground and shouted for help. But seeing how fierce Song Jiaze was, who dared to come up and meddle in other people's business? What's more, everyone just saw it with their own eyes. It was obvious that
A young man from Porsche harassed a girl and was beaten up by this handsome guy. What a bloody hero, he saved the beauty.
Right now, a group of men looked at Song Jiaze with jealousy in their eyes.
"Brother, forget it."
Song Xinyi came over to persuade Song Jiaze to stop. When the men around him heard this, they felt a lot better. It turned out that this was his uncle. But if there is such an uncle, it may not be a good thing.
"Go away."
Song Jiaze's tone was calm. He looked like a successful person. Even when he hit someone, he had the same temperament. At this moment, he said the word "Go away". Although his tone was stern, it felt more like a superior reprimanding him.
subordinate.
Fans, this is so popular that some single girls around almost screamed.
"Doctor, help, help..." The young Porsche man didn't dare to stand up, so he just crawled into the hall of the hospital with his bare hands, not to mention how embarrassing it was.
"Why are you here?" Song Xinyi looked at Song Jiaze and asked, with a trace of anger in his eyes.
"Grandpa asked me to come." Song Jiaze said with a smile. He could be cruel to others, but he had never been cruel to his sister since he was a child.
"I've already told him, there's no need for you to go up. Let's go."
"But……"
"It's nothing but, Song Jiaze, do you want to rebel and not listen to me?"
Song Xinyi pouted and looked angry. Song Jiaze couldn't do anything to his sister and kept saying: "Okay, okay, don't be angry. Let's talk carefully if we have something to say. There are too many people here. Find a place to chat."
Bar."
The brother and sister drove away in the car, and everyone realized that the girl was dressed simply, but she was driving a customized Maserati sports car, full of jewelry. In addition to her beauty, her family background was too scary. (Zero One
)
Not far from the hospital, there was a small park. Song Xinyi parked the car on the side of the road and got out of the car. She held a piece of orange-flavored gummy candy in her mouth and chewed it gently, staining her pink lips.
With a hint of sweetness.
Song Jiaze also stopped the car and walked over. Seeing his sister's angry look, he smiled and said, "Give me some orange-flavored gummy candies, too."
Song Jiaze, who has always been a cold and cold CEO, is surprisingly gentle at this time. In front of outsiders, he is a resolute and cold CEO, but in front of Song Xinyi, he is just an ordinary brother, a warm-hearted brother.
Song Jiaze ate the gummy candy with a satisfied look on his face, "Well, it still tastes like this. We liked this taste when we were kids."
Song Xinyi said: "What did grandpa ask you to do?"
Song Jiaze smiled and said: "What else can I do? I can't worry about you. Let me help you. It's a life-long matter for you, but you girl doesn't appreciate it. You just defend Lin Kun and won't let him see you.
I’ll see you?”
Song Xinyi's cheeks turned slightly red, "Song Jiaze, please don't talk nonsense. How can I defend him? I'm afraid that if your temper gets worse, you might start a fight with him."
Song Jiaze said: "Tsk, let's start fighting. I'm still afraid that he won't succeed."
Song Xinyi looked at Song Jiaze intently, and Song Jiaze said, "Why are you looking at me like that? Do you...do you think your brother and I are not his opponent?"
Song Xinyi still didn't speak, and Song Jiaze had an awkward expression on his face, "Okay, I admit, if we really want to fight, I'm no match for that kid. I'm not like him. I've been a soldier and participated in wars. I can't beat him."
He is also excusable, just like in business management, ten Lin Kun can't compare to me and Song Jiaze, sister, don't you think so?"
Song Xinyi said: "Song Jiaze, aren't you usually very humble? Why do you have to compete with him? I understand. You will inherit our Song family in the future. This is like the competition between Grandpa and Grandpa Zhu.
."
"I……"
"Don't explain. We grew up together. Although you are a few years older than me, the person who knows you best in the world, my mother, probably doesn't know you as well as I do."
"Ahem..."
Song Jiaze changed the subject, "Let's not talk about this for now. After you talked to that boy, what was his reaction? Did he agree to be the son-in-law of our Song family?"
Song Xinyi said: "You are so anxious for your sister to get married, are you afraid that I will steal the family property from you?"
Song Jiaze's face was serious, "Don't talk nonsense. Even if you get married in the future, you will always live in the Song family and will never be able to move out from home."
Song Xinyi said: "Grandpa, what instructions did he give you? I plan to go home to see grandpa."
Song Jiaze said: "It's better to say goodbye. Grandpa should be playing chess with Grandpa Zhu now because of your business. The two of them have played chess for a lifetime. I don't know who will win and who loses in this game. Anyway, I am ready. As long as Lin
Kunna kid promised that our Song family can take action at any time..."
(Everyone is welcome to follow Erdou’s WeChat public account: Netwen Erdou; Meiyu’s side story will be updated tomorrow...) (To be continued)