Life With You

Song Xi and Qiao Shuxin were sitting across from each other. There were a few exquisite snacks on the table, but neither of them moved. Qiao Shuxin mentioned the past as soon as he opened his mouth: "You and Dongxu knew each other when they were seventeen or eighteen. , In my impression, you are all still children. I always tell Dongxu, look at Song Xi, he is still in high school, and you have graduated from college. When he has just entered college, you have already started working, Dongxu will I always say that people are incomparable with people. Now, when I look at it, it is true that Tunghsu is still arrogant. You are already married."

Song Xi smiled and replied: "In fact, everything is earlier than people, and it is not necessarily a good thing. I didn't love school before, I always wanted to work early. Now I work, I start to miss the time when I went to school."

Qiao Shuxin shook his head and smiled: "You are smart as a child, and you are destined to be ahead of everything. If Dongxu is half of you, I will burn the incense."

Song Xi guessed that Qiao Shuxin wanted to praise her suddenly, but Qiao Shuxin didn't say it, Song Xi was not easy to ask. The two could only sit, one praise and the other humble.

After talking for almost twenty minutes, Qiao Shuxin’s conversation gradually changed: "They say that the journey is smooth and smooth, and children who have never met Kaner will not be too sensible. Dongxu is a typical "non-eating fireworks", holding the police every month. With a salary of a few thousand yuan in the bureau, and an uncle who can afford to raise himself, I am embarrassed to say that he is less than 200,000 in which month?"

"Let him go home to work, he still disdains. When he spends money, he pays two of them. He really thinks that all the money these years are brought by the wind. Is it that easy for me and his dad to make some money? I'm so stressed that I dare not tell him anything."

With tears in Qiao Shuxin's eyes, Song Xi hurriedly took a tissue and handed it over, and asked, "Auntie, what happened?"

Qiao Shuxin took the tissue and calmed down for a while. It seemed to be embarrassing. He was silent for a few seconds before saying: "A while ago, Dongxu's dad was eating with people in the city. He said that there are several projects to be opened soon, and a lot of steel is needed. He has nose and eyes. , I just reported the start date. Dongxu’s father still had some friendship with that person. Thinking of the internal news, he hurriedly returned to the contact person to buy steel, and the pressure was nearly 300 million inside and outside. How much wealth do we have? Xiaoxi, you should know that the funds that can be turned on the book are only 100 million, and the rest is loaned from the bank. Recently, Tunghsu's father asked him when the project was opened, and the other party just passed it away and talked about city planning. There is no letter there, no news for the time being."

Song Xi frowned lightly: "Did Uncle offend someone, someone else deliberately set you up?"

Qiao Shuxin was so nervous that he clasped his hands tightly, and said aloud: "We also have this idea right away, but the reality is that business does not fight with officials. Not to mention that we have no evidence for the time being. Even if there is evidence, we cannot easily confront people. And The most anxious thing right now is not who is pitting us behind, but how to plug this hole."

When Song Xi heard this, her heart gradually grew eyebrows. She didn't say anything. After a while, Qiao Shuxin said to herself: "Xiao Xi, I don't treat you as an outsider, and I'm not afraid to tell you that my parents divorced early, don't say anything. Dongxu, I don’t have a deep relationship with my dad. After we have separated for so many years, everyone has lived separately. Don’t think I am Zhisheng’s half-sister, but I really want to ask him to do something... I can't say it."

"I didn't tell Dongxu about this. His temper is so desperate, he would not ask for help, nor would he let me speak. If he knew that I was coming to you today, he would dare to sever the mother-child relationship with me."

When Qiao Shuxin said this, Song Xi believed that Gu Dongxu wanted face too much.

After a moment of silence, Song Xi said, "Auntie, don't worry, how many days can the company last?"

Qiao Shuxin said: "Now I have to pay back the bank money every day when I open my eyes, and the liquidity on the account can support at most a week, but I can't make a public statement, for fear that the people underneath will lose heart."

Song Xi nodded: "I see, I'll go to Zhisheng later."

With bright eyes, Qiao Shuxin came across the table and pulled Song Xi's hand: "Xiaoxi, thank you so much, I don't know what to say."

Song Xi said, "Auntie, you don't need to say anything." She rushed to Gu Dongxu, she also wanted to help.

After walking around for a long time, after the topic was finished, the two of them didn't want to delay time anymore, so they didn't sit for long, got up to check out, and parted ways on the side of the street.

Song Xi called George Sheng, and the phone rang only twice before being connected: "Hello?"

Song Xi asked: "Are you busy?"

George Sheng said: "What are you doing?"

Song Xi said, "I have something to tell you."

"Say."

Song Xi looked at the busy traffic on the main road, and then looked around to see no one around him, and then lowered his voice and said, "The Dongxu family company has encountered some troubles. It should have offended someone. Someone deliberately cheated them. With 300 million steel, can you help think of a solution?"

George Sheng said: "Who told you?"

Song Xi said, "Your eldest sister."

George Sheng was silent for a moment: "Don't bring me longan tonight, I don't like it."

Song Xi was stunned for a second. She told him about three hundred million yuan. Who knew what he said suddenly.

"Then what do you want to eat?"

"It's up to you."

Song Xi wasn't sure what George Sheng meant, so she deliberately changed the subject, didn't want to talk? still is……

"Anything else?" George Sheng asked.

"Gone."

"I have something else."

Song Xi hurriedly said, "Then I won't disturb you."

George Sheng hangs neatly. Song Xi stood there thinking about it for a while, but still couldn't guess it. It seemed that she had to prepare for this evening meal. If she spared no effort to grind hard, George Sheng should give her more or less. Lost face, right?

With this goal in mind, Song Xi had to really go to a nearby big supermarket and walked for almost an hour before coming out of it. After get off work that night, she went to Haiwei Group.

The front desk changed people. It was a strange face, asking Song Xi what he needed to help.

Song Xi was born and cooked twice, and said without changing his face and heartbeat: "For takeaway, the top floor."

The front desk glanced at Song Xi indistinctly, then made a call to the top floor to confirm. Soon, when she hung up the phone, she smiled and reached out and made a please gesture to Song Xi.

Song Xi came to the top floor with a bag, and the assistant saw her greet her with smiles.

Entering the president’s office, Song Xi turned the corner and saw George Sheng who was working. She walked over. She came to the table with ease and took out three thermos cups, four boxes of fruits, and five copies from the bag in turn. For dessert, finally, there is a small lollipop tower one size smaller than the lollipop tower at home.

George Sheng Yuguang caught a glimpse of the color on the table and finally raised his head. Song Xi looked at him and carefully explained: "It's not that I don't want to buy you a big one. I didn't carry a big bag today, and the bag can't fit."