September 5th, night, 21:00, in front of Fantasy Building.
Zhao Song suddenly braked and stopped in front of the bearded man. The fat man sitting in the passenger seat looked out with a fierce look on his face, then turned around and asked.
"Which one?"
Zhao Song took out a photo from his pocket and glanced at it, "The young one."
After saying that, the two opened the door and got out of the car.
Zhao Song glanced at the bearded man and said nothing. He knew that one year later, Dell would fully enter the flower gardening business. It was this person who led the fantasy marketing department to defeat the world's number one Dell.
But now, who cares.
Looking at the young man behind the bearded man, Zhao Song asked cheerfully: "Liang Xiaopeng?"
Liang Xiaopeng is Xiaoliang. Of course he knows who the person in front of him is, the Tesla student he talks about.
"It's me, what's the matter?"
The fat man next to Zhao Song suddenly took a step forward, grabbed Xiaoliang's collar, and slapped him with a "pop~" sound.
"Sun Thie'er~ He's quite capable of causing trouble!"
Zhao Song looked at it with a smile, but there was murderous intent in his eyes. He looked at Trabecular's swollen face, and then asked to the bearded man: "Is this one of your men?"
The bearded man shook his head, "It's not my subordinates, it's the employees of Fantasy Company. If you two don't explain the matter clearly today, this matter won't end so easily."
"Hey~" the fat man sneered, and then slapped Xiaoliang's other face with another hard slap, "Of course it won't end that easily. I have already called the police. These two slaps will be counted together!"
Looking at Xiao Liang's face turning into a pig's head, the furious Zhao Song shrank his neck. This is the power of the reasonable Kyoto natives. What kind of fantasy group, they even dare to surround the national ministries and commissions!
Zhao Song looked at the bearded man with a smile, "It definitely won't end that easily. The police will be here soon. There's just one thing I don't understand."
Zhao Song walked up to the bearded man, stared at him and said: "My name is Zhao Song, a college student at Kyoto Institute of Mechanical Engineering, the boss of Tesla, my parents are still alive, and I retired from working in the East Hebei oil field. According to the older generation, my family is
Three generations of poor peasants, the whole family has names and surnames, all of which can be checked."
As he spoke, Zhao Song suddenly kicked Xiao Liang to the ground.
"In business competition, it is understandable to investigate the opponent. I would like to ask, why are you investigating Xiaoyu?"
Zhao Song reached out and patted the dust off the bearded shoulder, tilted his head and looked at him: "80 billion fantasy, so majestic, investigate a 15-year-old girl with no family, what do you want to do?"
The bearded man was shocked when he heard this, and turned his head to look at Xiaoliang who fell on the ground in disbelief.
"Zhao Song, if I say that Huan Huan did not instruct him to do such a thing, would you believe it?"
"Believe it!" Zhao Song nodded, took out the hearing aid from his ear canal, and said with a smile: "Isn't it just a discount for the disabled? Compared with the subsidies of your national high-tech enterprises, it is only worth a few dollars."
The bearded man was silent.
Zhao Song stopped paying attention to him and looked at Liang Xiaopeng, who was on the ground with a sullen expression. "Boy, according to the Public Security Administration Punishment Law, anyone who peeps, secretly photographs, eavesdrops, or spreads other people's privacy shall be detained for not more than five days or fined not more than five hundred yuan; if the circumstances are serious, he will be detained for not more than five days or fined not more than five hundred yuan."
, stay for more than five days and less than ten days
Detention and a fine of not more than five hundred yuan can be imposed, but now we suspect that you are plotting against an underage girl, that is another matter! The police will be here soon, and the lawyer I hired at a high price will be here soon. I hope to fantasize
The group can protect you with life and death."
………..
When I came out of the police station, it was already two o'clock in the night.
"Zhao'er." The fat man put down his cell phone and came to his side. "I found out that the person in the Drum Tower area has been a player since he was a child. He likes to take pictures of his mother-in-law."
Zhao Song had a headache, "Brother, I don't understand what you are talking about."
The fat man grinned and said, "That girl is just a pervert. I guess I let him see Xiao Yu when I was investigating you!"
Zhao Song looked back at the police station and said, "Brother, that bastard came out after holding himself to death for five days. Do I have to find a bodyguard for Xiao Yu?"
The fat man nodded, "It's okay to find someone to watch for a few days. When that kid comes out, I can practice with him again!"
"Fat brother, thanks!"
The fat man waved his hand and stopped a taxi. Before getting into the car, he smiled at Zhao Song and said, "You guys are here for Xiaoyu, what does it have to do with you!" After that, he got in the car and left.
Zhao Song curled his lips, when meeting a cute girl like Xiaoyu, a man would be either a hero, like the fat man, or a devil, like that Xiaoliang!
At this time, the bearded man came forward and said, "Zhao Song, our company is also very surprised when something like this happens. I would like to apologize to you on behalf of the company."
He is worthy of being a business elite, and his hypocritical words sound extremely sincere.
"Thousands of reasons can't hide the fact that he is an employee of your company!" Zhao Song looked at him with disdain, and unscrupulously pinched him like a little grasshopper several times. No matter how good his superficial skills are, what's the use?
"If I hadn't given you a beating and you would have been in big trouble, and if I hadn't been afraid that many people would be unhappy, I would have brought people to your company to cause trouble tomorrow during the day!"
Looking at the bearded man with an unhappy expression, Zhao Song said calmly, "Big groups and companies, you have to pay attention to the impact!"
After saying that, Zhao Song turned around and left, not caring about the gloomy face of the man behind him.
If you slapped him in front of him just now, you would be considered dead!
As a business person, how can anyone do things like Zhao Song? Even if you are a little grasshopper, Tesla today has many ways to disgust your imagination.
However, Zhao Song had convulsions again. The Wen one would definitely come, but he would have to come to the Wu one first.
As for Wen, since she was afraid that the big boss would be unhappy, she had no choice but to aggrieve the junior boss of her family.
When we rushed back to Xiagou Village, it was almost three o'clock in the morning.
As soon as he parked the car on the side of the road, Zhao Song saw Xiaoyu's haggard face exposed in the guard hall at the intersection of Xiagou Village.
He hurriedly walked forward and said, "Why don't you go to sleep? Uncle Lu is here?"
Uncle Lu blew out the smoke and said, "The little girl is waiting for you. If you ask her what happened, don't tell her."
Zhao Song took Xiao Yu's hand and said, "It's okay, Uncle Lu, I'm causing trouble for you."
Uncle Lu waved his hand, "I wish someone could accompany me!"
After rubbing Lianshun's head, Zhao Songcai and Xiao Yu walked towards You's home.
"Brother, is it because of me?"
Zhao Song shook his head and nodded again, "Xiao Yu, my brother is here!"
The most fortunate thing for him is that he has been struggling since his rebirth and has met so many people from all walks of life. All the worries he had when he adopted Xiao Yu can be easily solved with his current abilities.
What he regrets most now is that he gently let go of Director Qi and his family. The house is very valuable, but Xiaoyu's anger will have to wait until ten years later when the house is demolished, which is too long.
As for the old man from industry and commerce... If you have the ability to offend a menopausal deputy director, oh, now that you are in the prime of life, you have to have the ability to endure it. It is not Zhao Song's turn to do anything.
"Brother, I went to deliver food to Aunt Wen two days ago. I saw a man sneaking around at the street committee and asking about you, so I got into a fight with him."
"A fight started?" Zhao Song looked at her confused.
Xiao Yu nodded matter-of-factly: "If those aunties hadn't stopped me, I would have slapped chicken soup on his face."
Zhao Song looked at her with a sneer, "Xiao Yu, if you encounter something like this in the future, just tell your brother to go to bed quickly."
"Brother, you haven't sang to me yet?"
"There is no more song," Zhao Song said with a wry smile, "Do you want Calabash Boy to listen?"
Xiaoyu pouted and looked at Zhao Song, "I want a new song!"
"……..become."
Five minutes later, Xiao Yu quickly finished washing and lay on the pink bed, looking at him expectantly with her little head exposed.
Zhao Song came over with a big iron basin in one hand and a frying spoon in the other, and put the iron basin on the ground. He said, "Unless I remember something else, I can only sing old songs from now on!"
"Um."
Zhao Song looked at Xiao Yu, looked at the frying spoon in his hand, thought about it carefully, and then spoke.
"PPAP!" He softly read a piece of English letters, and Zhao Song waved the frying spoon and knocked it on the iron basin very rhythmically.
"DuangDuangDuang~~~"
Along with the rhythm, Zhao Song shook his head and his body swayed.
"I have a basin, I have a grandma. Well, grandma basin. I have a basin, I have a fat grandma. Well, fat grandma basin. Grandma basin, fat grandma basin. Oh, fat grandma basin."
At this time, Lian Shun in the guard hall seemed to hear something and ran to the door of Xiaoyu's cubicle. Suddenly, the sound of pot knocking in the room became clear.
"Woof woof woof~~" At around three o'clock in the middle of the night, a rhythmic dog barking echoed through Xiagou Village.
Hearing the continuous harmony outside, Zhao Song in the room became more and more excited as he sang, and the iron spoon banged louder and louder.
"DuangDuang~" "Wow~"
"I have a pen,I have an apple.Woof woof~
Apple-pen!Woof woof woof~
I have a pen,I have pineapple.
Pineapple-pen!Woof~
Apple-pen~Pineapple-pen
Pen-Pineapple-Apple-pen!”
"Woof woof woof~"
At this time, all the residents' homes around the square turned on their lights.
"Zhao Song! You little brat, why are you going to die if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?"
Finally, when the voice of Mr. Qian, the Supreme Emperor of Xiagou Village, rang out, everything fell silent!