Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

Crown Clubhouse.

There seems to be no four seasons in the place of drunkenness and dreams.

It was freezing cold outside, and the bustling Long Street gradually became deserted after nightfall.

The clubhouse was still bustling as usual.

The booth at the farthest end of the corridor on the second floor, where the clothes are fragrant and the temples are shadowed, and cups are exchanged.

The sounds of rolling dice, laughing, and drinking are intertwined with the illusion of peace.

On the sofa by the window, Jiang Zhengyang drank the wine in the wine glass in one gulp, and the empty wine glass was placed on the low brown table, making a bang sound.

"I've only been on a business trip for three months, why does Huicheng seem to have experienced several earthquakes? What a shame!" He looked ugly and complicated, and he didn't know how to describe his feelings.

Completely changed.

The current Huicheng seems to be a different place from the Huicheng he knew.

The Song Group, the number one in Huicheng, was suddenly on the verge of collapse.

Young master Qin, who had always enjoyed himself in the circle, was not as useful as before.

Song Ziyun is in jail, Song Shao's parents are divorced, and Dingfeng Real Estate, a joint venture between Song and Yan, has not made as much money as expected, and it has not officially opened yet.

There was also their former acquaintance, Fu Yanchi, whose real identity was the eldest son of the Yan family, and his status was firmly placed on Yanqin's head.

Song Yueliang, whom he and Young Master Qin have always missed, has a five-year-old daughter.

Jiang Zhengyang wiped his face vigorously.

He really didn't know what to say except for a word of nonsense.

Sitting across from him was Song Ziyu, and a group of well-known young masters in the upper circles of Huicheng.

Including Jiang Kai, Xu Manman and others were there, and they were also the first to know Fu Yanchi's true identity.

Everyone has dull expressions on their faces.

As for what was really on his mind, no one knew.

"What's the situation with Fu Yanchi now?" Jiang Zhengyang glanced at the silent crowd, and finally looked at the man sitting alone in the corner, "Young Master Qin, you and Fu Yanchi are cousins, why don't you invite someone over to have a drink?" And a drink?"

Except for Song Ziyu, everyone's eyes fell on Yan Qin.

Not to mention anything else, those who are sitting here, who knew Fu Yanchi, used to look down on Fu Yanchi more or less.

There are even quite a few people who have mocked and belittled them face to face.

Seeing the Song family's fate like this, those who have offended him in the past, who doesn't panic?

Among them, Jiang Kai and Xu Manman are the most.

On the day Song Ziyun was arrested, they even embarrassed Fu Yanchi face to face.

They didn't dare to mention it to their family when they went back.

If there is an opportunity to slow down and reconcile with Fu Yan, everyone will naturally wish for it.

Only then did Yan Qin turn his head, looked at the crowd and said indifferently, "Fu Yanchi has never liked socializing, and he has no ambitions. Instead of making friends with him, it is easier and more suitable for you to make friends with his brother."

"His brother?"

"His younger brother Yanxi is also in Huicheng now. If I guess correctly, the power of the Yan family should be handed over to Yanxi in the future." Yanqin smiled, his eyes darkened behind the lens, "Fu Yanchi left at a very young age. Jingdu, clearly does not want the succession of the Yan family. In terms of fame and deterrence in Kyoto, he is far inferior to his younger brother Yanxi. My cousin is young and vigorous, has a hot temper, and is the most proficient in eating, drinking and having fun. Get up, it's much easier."

He lowered his eyes and shook the glass in his hand, "Fu Yanchi, you guys can't handle it. Most of the time, even I don't know what he is thinking."

Everyone looked embarrassed.

Although what Yan Qin said later was not pleasant, everyone knew in their hearts that this was indeed the case.

They couldn't handle a man like Fu Yanchi.

How much effort did Song Ziyun spend to take down Fu Yanchi? The dignified daughter of the Song family insisted on chasing someone abroad and spent five years to build a closer relationship. When she thought she was about to succeed, she was sent back to prison.

Ten years in prison!

I don't even know when people started to plan and calculate!

Who would dare to underestimate such a scheming city? Who dares to rush forward?

Comparing the two, Yanxi, who was young and hot-tempered in Yanqin's mouth, looked cute and amiable instead.

Jiang Kai raised his glass and respected Yanqin from afar, "Young Master Qin regards us as brothers, and I, Jiang Kai, respect you! Call Yan Xi and Young Master Yan at the next gathering, and we will definitely make him feel at home!"

Yanqin raised his lips and raised his glass to signal, "Okay, I'll organize a game a year ago and try to invite as many people as possible."

Everyone was in high spirits when they heard the words, and the atmosphere suddenly became more lively than before.

In the corner of the sofa, there was another person who watched the excitement in front of him coldly. He didn't join in, and he couldn't join in.

There were already two empty wine bottles in front of Song Ziyu, but he was not drunk.

In the past on such an occasion, there would have been people around him long ago.

Now it is empty and deserted.

this is the truth.

Feeling very depressed, coupled with the fact that the negotiation with Song Yueliang had not made any progress, Song Ziyu was in an extremely bad mood, threw the wine glass and walked out of the booth.

Grabbing the passing waiter in the corridor, Song Ziyu asked, "Where's Bai Tingting?"

Following the guidance of the waiter, he came to the logistics department on the first floor, pushed open the half-closed door, and Song Ziyu saw a person inside who was scrubbing wine glasses.

The woman was wearing the back office uniform of the Crown Club, her long hair was casually rolled up, and a slender white swan neck was revealed when she lowered her head.

He didn't go in, leaned against the door and lit a cigarette, "Bai Tingting, stay with me for a night, you can open the price."

The woman who was working paused for a moment, then turned to look at him lightly, "Song Shao, you are drunk."

"Ten thousand? Fifty thousand? As long as I have fun, money is not a problem."

"roll."

"Hey," Song Ziyu sneered, leaning against the door frame, his eyes were cold and silent, "Why, my Song family is down and out, even you look down on me?"

"It doesn't matter to me whether the Song family is down or not." The woman lowered her head and continued to scrub the cup. "Whether you have money or not, you are Song Ziyu in my eyes."

There was a long silence behind him.

After the woman wiped the cup in her hand and put it away, she turned her head gently.

There was no man at the door, only an extinguished and broken cigarette butt lying on the carpet in front of the door.

the next day.

Song Yueliang still arrived at Taifeng Building on time.

The new year is approaching, but she is the busiest one in the company.

It is necessary to step up the processing of the backlog of official affairs, plan the company's development direction in the next year in advance, and discuss and arrange the annual leave and annual gifts of the company's employees.

Walking into the lobby on the first floor and seeing Song Ziyu following behind him, Song Yueliang didn't chase him away.

When he arrived at the office, he first asked Chen Mo to arrange the work for the day, and then read the report that had just been handed in and hadn't been sorted out.

It was already two hours after the busy work was over.

Looking up again, Song Ziyu was still sitting on the sofa opposite the desk, calm and quiet, his face was rarely as restless as the previous few times.

Looking at the time when Song Yueliang was free, Song Ziyu immediately got up, took the newly formulated gambling agreement, and put it in front of the woman.

"I'll overweight, 5% of Song's equity, plus 5% of my private shares, plus half of the property rights of Dingfeng Real Estate, 16 properties under my name, and 8 pieces of land."

"Song Yueliang, this time I will bet with all my personal possessions. If I lose, I will give you all my belongings, and I will work for you for ten years for free, in exchange for the cooperation project with Yan's family and the future of Song's family in the next ten years. The status of the group has not fallen."

"Will you bet or not?"