I just want to be self-reliant

The little kid has curly hair, single eyelids, even a suit must be expensive, and even wears a bit of aristocratic temperament, which can't hide his resistance to Zhao Dezhu.

Zhao Dezhu hahaha, he didn't have any parent-child love in his heart, so he stretched out his hand and ruffled the little boy's hair: "Okay, okay, men still have to suffer a little bit to have a sense of accomplishment."

On the way here, Zhao Dezhu finally knew that Song Zhiyou was the eldest grandson of this generation!

Because Song Fuzhen married a bodyguard earlier, even her brother hadn't had time to catch up, and she almost gave birth to a son!

Song Zhiyou was born about a month earlier than his uncle's son!

When he heard this, Zhao Dezhu really admired Song Fu in his heart.

As Song Xuanjian said, everything that seems unreasonable has a very reasonable logic behind it.

Is Song Fu really a love brain who will get married desperately for love?

After acquainted with her for so many days, Zhao Dezhu would rather believe that Yuanyuan will succeed in losing weight without eating or drinking for a month, and he doesn't believe this.

In Nan Li, who puts a lot of emphasis on the rights of men and women, Song Fuzhen almost chose the best way.

Not only staying in the largest family to retain their power status and opportunities to show off, but also taking care of the next generation at lightning speed.

Aren't you the most particular about primogeniture?

Because Song Xuanjian took the family property from his elder brother, he has been in lawsuits for decades, leaving stains similar to the unorthodox and unreasonable imperial power, and he is often criticized by the outside world.

So in the generation of children, despite the fact that Song Fu was really talented early on and was deeply loved by Song Xuanjian, he still publicly gave the inheritance right to Song Mengchang.

That old lady will use your methods to regain everything!

Of course, this is Zhao Dezhu's imaginary Gongdou drama scene, because Song Fuzhen's eyes were a little red but she watched unmoved.

Watching his son bow slowly with all kinds of reluctance: "Yafu..."

The accent is also not very standard.

But this is already a very ancient honorific title.

Second only to the respectful title of his father, His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess also specially asked someone to ask, and especially taught him on the way to Hong Kong.

But such dross has long since disappeared in China, and Zhao Dezhu doesn't even know how to be polite.

I thought the child was babbling in a foreign language: "Yo, I'm very happy, you won't suffer from following me, and you will have a great time, and I don't want to go back to Nagada again..."

The little kid secretly squeezed his neck vigorously, grinding away the strange man's hand.

But Zhao Dezhu's claws followed him like a shadow, and he skillfully wrapped his arms around his shoulders.

No matter how nutritious and well-developed eight-year-old children are, they are still no match for young adults.

He could only be hugged and shaken by Zhao Dezhu: "I will go to class with me tomorrow morning, maybe this kid's identity doesn't need to be disclosed."

Song Xuanjian looked at his beloved grandson from the side, unyieldingly wanted to resist, but was driven wantonly, and wanted to go back on the agreement!

Who hasn't got a soft heart yet.

Song Xuanjian, who was arrogant all his life and disdainful to the commander of Shangnanli, only loved his eldest daughter, thinking that she was the child most like him.

He failed to give her the main business of the family property, and even failed in marriage, which made him feel very heavy about compensating his daughter.

Even the little girl who died young, the kind of guilt towards her children, all concentrated on Song Fuzhen.

In the end, it was doubled and postponed to Song Zhiyou.

Zhao Dezhu accidentally pinched Song Xuanjian's weakest weakness.

This is a chaebol.

The Nanli chaebol is almost equivalent to... Just compare it with the feeling of the warlord melee period.

It will be so easy to crush that ordinary people are almost like dust in front of big valves.

Fortunately, Zhao Dezhu is no longer an ordinary person.

Song Fuzhen looked at her son resolutely, tenderly but sternly: "The meaning of learning Chinese from a young age is at this moment. From now on, you will follow Yafu to learn and grow up, and truly become a man of indomitable spirit!"

Zhao Dezhu looked at the scene of the super chicken baby with a smile on his face, and couldn't help thinking in his heart, if his wife gave birth to a son, would it be the same?

Thinking of this, I feel hot in my heart, and nothing is important: "Let's go, let's go, what is said in the car, teaching children is not a day or two, just give me the passport, maybe we will return tonight and tomorrow Jiangzhou, I am mainly here to pick up my wife."

Song Xuanjian turned around and gave instructions.

After a few people came out, the boss of Sansun appointed an assistant to introduce to Zhao Dezhu: "The business jet that came here today will be mainly used in China, so that Zhiyou can go home and have a look at it anytime."

Is this the style of the chaebol?

The most chicken babies in the family are as high as the school district room. Is it directly in the school district machine?

Directly use such a business jet as a convenient means of transportation for grandchildren!

Just ask if it's a trench.

Zhao Dezhu is engaged in education anyway: "You are called pampering, why can't you educate different generations? It's like you. Children always want to have a backer, and they run back to Nanli when they have something to do. Do you think it can be educated?"

Song Fuzhen also said in a low voice: "Yes, at least Zhiyou can't return to Nanli frequently or even openly in the past two years. I have officially submitted the divorce application before leaving today."

Made, this woman is really cruel!

Sending the divorce application after taking the son out of the country clearly means that no one can fight for the custody of the son.

Her style of playing chess one by one is really clear.

Song Zhiyou wanted to see his grandfather helplessly.

Song Xuanjian was even more helpless: "Let's save it for Mr. Zhao's usual business trips to and from HK, Seoul, and China, and also as a pick-up and drop-off for our family to see Zhiyou."

Is this sending the right to use as child support?

On the contrary, it made it difficult for Zhao Dezhu to calculate the food expenses.

Song Fuzhen also said repeatedly: "Please take care of me, I will visit Zhiyou often, I believe he will become your good student."

I want to say that I look down on it, but my heart is half-hearted, and I don’t need to take care of it myself. It’s really convenient to fly when I go out.

Zhao Dezhu confirmed with Lao Song: "Did you live in HK during this time?"

Song Xuanjian nodded: "The agreement we reached is most convenient to operate in HK. Seoul, Pingjing, and Tokyo are not suitable. Singapore is too far away from Seoul. Seoul, Jiangzhou, and HK just form a triangular economic zone. , covering the most prosperous and developing regions in East Asia.”

Song Fu really doesn't seem to be fully aware of her father's new plan, but she is indeed smart: "You... can just avoid the latest lawsuit?"

Song Xuanjian disdained: "A bunch of clowns!"

This is called domineering side leakage.

It felt like even the Nanli Peninsula could not tolerate his churning.

Fortunately, Long Zhiyu would not be overwhelmed by the aura of her husband's new friend.

As a flight attendant for more than ten years, I haven't seen any kind of dignitaries. It's not uncommon to see big bosses who have to drive a guard of honor in just a few steps.

This is how the mentality was developed. She was a flight attendant then, and now she is Mrs. Zhao. Hehe, she is very relaxed, and she doesn't have that kind of exaggerated and enthusiastic commercial praise. She just nodded deeply to Song Fuzhen.

It seems to say thank you for your care these days.

Song Fuzhen felt instantly killed.

She asked herself that she could basically remain proud in front of all women.

Especially the Chinese woman next to Zhao Dezhu, she already felt that it was nothing special.

The female designer I met before was also his daughter's biological mother.

The later female star on the right bank, the most gorgeous beauty in Asia, she can absolutely control the field.

Not at all temperamental.

However, facing this dignified woman who was as old as his sister, he couldn't raise his spirits at all.

Zhao Dezhu led his wife in a panic: "Jiajia is going to pack her luggage, it's past ten o'clock...then go home tomorrow! Nana doesn't need to arrange ticket booking, ah, you tell Lao Duan and the others to go back to Jiangzhou tomorrow to see Look, the domestic opera is over, where is your Uncle Lei, just in time to have a meeting with Ms. Song, the head of Sansun Mobile and the boss of Dopta Mobile, after you talk to yourself, let's go have some supper boo?"

The last option was to ask my wife, and I didn't pay attention to the scenes of people coming and going.

The doting and flattery are beyond words, and there is no cover-up at all.

Long Zhiyu still changed into a more formal shirt and trousers to welcome the distinguished guests, but with the light of a lover in his eyes, it was a completely different look.

It can be like installing an omnidirectional missile seeker, and the soul is tied to that point no matter what.

The mouth is still the habitual professional and thoughtful, politely greet Mr. Song, Ms. Song, and the young master. The presidential suite has been arranged for everyone. Please rest. How about leaving the business to discuss tomorrow?

As the wife of an investment prodigy, she simply positions herself as a comprehensive service provider.

There is no arrogance to show off at all, and there is no such low-spiritedness of Nanli's housewives who become old mothers for the sake of the family.

Really show what is neither humble nor overbearing.

On the contrary, the young girl who looked like a young girl was calling to arrange the schedule while quietly rolling her eyes, obviously knowing why her parents didn't take her for supper.

Song Fu was really convinced, and smiled deeply to pay her respects: "Charles has mentioned countless times that your husband and wife are deeply affectionate, and I am really envious. Here is a small gift, please accept it with a smile. I will bring Zhiyou over to pay a formal visit tomorrow. Please take care of me."

A big gift with both hands raised above the eyebrows.

Long Zhiyu hurriedly let go of the hand he was holding and returned.

When the Song family left, Zhao Dezhu was still dragging to go out. Nana was impatient: "What kind of supper? It's so late and the security uncles are tired, can't you take a rest? Go back to your room to play... You said that you will eat as soon as you go out." Played so lawlessly that even the children were brought back!"

Long Zhiyu suppressed a smile but did not obstruct her, but she lowered her head and was blocked by Zhao Dezhu and went to the bedroom.

I could also hear my husband talking nonsense: "What do you know? Tomorrow, I will take a private business jet home with my dad. This kid comes as a gift!"

Before Nana was surprised, bang, the door of the master bedroom was closed, and she almost bumped her nose.

The girl immediately leaned against the door and listened, and Shen Jianing also jumped over and took her place skillfully.

As a result, her mother's front mouth was still changing from dignified to smirking: "It will scare the children..."

The back of the mouth immediately panicked: "What are you doing, you..."

Hearing his clothes being rusty for a while, Zhao Dezhu said confidently, "What are you talking about!"

Her mother pressed her voice urgently: "What time is it! You are so tired after coming back from such a long distance, why do you keep thinking about this?"

Zhao Dezhu sneered: "What's the distance, the business plane is coming, very fast..."

Really fast!