Marriage of a wealthy family: rebirth of the ace boss

Zhou Zicheng originally didn't have much expectations for the friend Zhao Zijun mentioned.

After all, Zhao Zijun's strength is not bad. If he can't solve the problem, naturally his friends can't either.

In the hacker circle, only people of equal strength can become friends.

Big guys like Taro Ball Milk Tea have another circle of friends.

Just when Zhou Zicheng was asking around for the contact information of Taro Ball Milk Tea, he suddenly received a call from the company.

Zhao Zijun was still a little confused, "Senior, senior brother, have all the problems been solved?"

"Yes!" Zhou Zicheng continued: "That Zijun, I won't tell you anymore. The meeting time is coming soon. You can send me your friend's account later."

"OK."

Zhao Zijun was still confused until he hung up the phone.

"How's it going? Isn't my master great?" Zhang Dazhu came over and put his arm around Zhao Zijun's shoulders.

"Awesome!" Zhao Zijun nodded.

Zhang Dazhu looked arrogant, "I told you a long time ago that my master is super powerful. You still don't believe it. Do you believe it now?"

"I believe it." Zhao Zijun nodded.

He is still in a dazed state till now.

Before he could even see clearly how Song Hua operated, Song Hua solved all the problems.

Is this the legendary big shot operation?

At this moment, Zhao Zijun seemed to have thought of something, and then said: "That, great, great god, please send me the payment account number."

Unknowingly, Zhao Zijun's name for Song Hua had changed from 'Miss Song' to 'Great God.'

"Yeah." Song Hua took out her phone and said, "Add a WeChat message and I'll send it to you later."

Add WeChat.

The master took the initiative to add him on WeChat!

Happiness comes too suddenly.

Zhao Zijun immediately took out his mobile phone and said, "Master, I'll scan it for you!"

The speed was so fast that Song Hua was afraid that she would regret it the next second.

After all, this is a real great god.

drop.

Zhao Zijun scanned the code.

Song Hua’s WeChat name is the abbreviation of her name.

sh.

The avatar is also very simple, just a chubby cat.

Zhao Zijun carefully typed the notes.

Great God.

Song Hua picked up her backpack and unzipped it, "Steamed buns, come here."

Hearing Song Hua's voice, the steamed bun immediately ran over and got into the bag.

Zhang Dazhu came over and said, "Master, are you going back?"

"Um."

Zhang Dazhu looked at his watch and said, "It's only half past ten now. Why don't we go have a late night snack? I know a place that tastes pretty good."

Song Hua declined.

She still has to go back to get some beauty sleep.

Zhang Dazhu immediately said: "There is a self-service milk tea over there, you can drink all you want. I heard that the boss is from the prairie and has a unique secret recipe. After drinking it once, you will want to drink it again."

Hearing this, Song Hua's eyebrows curved, "Really?"

"Of course it's true!" Zhao Zijun answered, "I also know what Dazhu is talking about. The milk tea is really amazing!"

"Then let's go."

Song Hua picked up the bag.

Zhang Dazhu immediately followed Song Hua's footsteps.

Half an hour later, we arrived at a barbecue restaurant called Brother Three.

The reputation of this store is really good. Although it is already past eleven o'clock, there are still many people queuing up.

After queuing for about half an hour, Song Hua and the others finally arrived.

Song Hua is more interested in milk tea than food, so she immediately came to the self-service milk tea to realize the freedom of milk tea.

**

Beijing.

Song family manor.

The sunny bedroom on the second floor.

Song Yiyan held her cell phone, "How is it? Are the results out yet?"

"Just got the results."

"Have a look."

These three days are enough for Song Yiyan to arrange everything.

If that person was really Song Yan, she would naturally have a way to make her disappear from this world forever.

No one can ever think of taking her place as the eldest lady of the Song family.

Thinking of this, Song Yiyan looked out the window with a ruthless look in his eyes.

"Don't worry, she is not Song Yan."

Hearing this, Song Yiyan breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you sure?"

"Sure."

The corners of Song Yiyan's mouth raised slightly, "I've worked hard on you during this time."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yiyan came downstairs.

Zheng Mei was talking to the servant about something.

"Mom, what are you talking about? Are you so happy?"

Hearing this, Zheng Mei turned back to look at Song Yiyan, with a rare smile on her face, "I'm telling Ma Zhang about your eldest brother. He's already a big brother, and he still hasn't made any friends yet."

Song Bochen is already thirty years old this year, but he has never held a girl's hand, which makes Zheng Mei very anxious.

Song Yiyan said in a gentle tone: "Mom, brother is a man of his own opinions, don't worry."

After saying that, Song Yiyan took Zheng Mei's arm and said, "By the way, I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Zheng Mei asked.

Song Yiyan bit her lip and said with some hesitation: "I don't know whether I should tell you, because I haven't determined the final result yet."

Hearing this, Zheng Mei grabbed Song Yiyan's hand and said excitedly: "Is there any news about your sister?"

"I don't know if she is my sister, but the characteristics are quite consistent, and she also has a red birthmark on her left arm." At this point, Song Yiyan paused and said with great annoyance: "Mom, actually I

I regret telling you this now. If that person wasn't my sister, I really can't imagine how disappointed you would be..."

Red birthmark.

Hearing these words, the servant Zhang Ma's expression changed, but she soon returned to normal.

"No, no, no!" Zheng Mei said: "Yiyan, even if there is a little trouble, you can't hide it from your mother! Even if she is not your sister, your mother will be very happy."

At least, through this incident, she could see a glimmer of hope.

Song Yiyan looked at Zheng Mei, "Mom, let's make an agreement. If that person is not my sister, you are not allowed to be sad or sad."

"Well," Zheng Mei nodded, "tell me quickly, where is the child who looks like your sister? Let's go right away!"

Song Yiyan said: "I just got the news. Her name is Si Yue. She grew up in an orphanage and currently lives in Jiangcheng."

It was precisely because he knew that Si Yue was not Song Yan that Song Yiyan revealed the matter.

She had to let the Song family know how hard she worked to find Song Yan.

At the same time, it can also make Zheng Mei give up.

After so many years, Song Yan probably died outside long ago.

Grew up in an orphanage.

Hearing this sentence, Zheng Mei felt very uncomfortable.

If this Si Yue is her Yanyan, then her Yanyan has suffered a lot since childhood.

Zheng Mei's eyes turned red instantly.

Seeing Zheng Mei like this, Song Yiyan frowned without a trace.

Is she really not as good as Song Yan?

She is obviously more sensible, more filial, better and more beautiful than Song Yan.

For more than ten years, she has been with the Song family.

Song Yan easily won everyone's love without even showing her face.

Is this fair to her?

Song Yiyan tried her best to suppress the discomfort in her heart, and continued: "Mom, I bought a ticket to Jiangcheng tomorrow, do you want to go with me?"

"Yes." Zheng Mei held Song Yiyan's hand, "Yiyan, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard," Song Yiyan shook her head and said with a smile: "Mom, I hope more than anyone else that my sister can come back soon and then our family can be reunited."

"Good boy, good boy!"

Zheng Mei was very touched. Over the years, her love for Song Yiyan was not in vain.

Song Yiyan continued: "Mom, I booked a flight at six o'clock tomorrow morning. I have to get up early. You haven't been in good spirits these days. Go upstairs and have a rest. No matter whether that person is your sister or not, you have to do your best.

to see her in the right state of mind."

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Good morning, little fairies~

See you tomorrow~