Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

Under the eaves of the corridor, strange laughter of young people resounded.

Fu Yanchi pulled out a bamboo chair, lay down beside the loquat tree, and waved the cattail fan, "Yanxi, don't provoke brother, or you will cry."

Yan Xi is not afraid of such a threat, and she will no longer be furious at a disagreement like before.

He also pulled a bamboo chair over and laid it down beside Fu Yanchi.

The mountain village is quiet at night, and the singing of frogs and insects seems to accompany the gentle moonlight.

The sky is filled with stars.

Lying under such night, the impetuousness of people's mind is easily calmed down.

"Song Ziyu is going to be completely ruined this time, and Yanqin will inevitably be implicated." Yanxi looked at the starlight above his head and said, "Now, half of his Dingfeng real estate belongs to Song Yueliang, right?"

"He has a little more shares in Dingfeng, and he controls the right to speak in the company. Yue Yue has no plans to take over the company, and only takes dividends."

"It's not easy to get dividends. I heard that his company hasn't had a good thing since it opened, and it hasn't opened yet."

"The fact that the company didn't open doesn't mean that Yanqin didn't make any money. Song Ziyu, a puppet, doesn't know what he usually does."

Wen Yan Yanxi became curious, and turned sideways, "You mean you didn't until? Tell me?"

The man looked sideways, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "You just made my brother unhappy, and my brother won't tell you."

"..." To your uncle, brother you der!

Yanxi stopped lying down, got up and went back to the main room, and gave someone a blessing before leaving, "Fu Yanchi, you are a broken body, remember to avoid impetuosity and sex, cultivate your body and cultivate your character to live a long life."

Fu Yanchi's cattail fan couldn't move anymore, and when she turned around, the young man had slipped back into the main room.

"This bastard is good at skills." The man laughed lowly, lay back on the chair, listened to the croaking of insects and frogs, and looked at the moonlight.

Calmness is naturally cool, alas.

In the room on the left side of the main room, Xiao Waer quietly withdrew from the window.

Then he climbed onto the bed with hands and feet and rolled to his mother, "Mom, dad is so pitiful."

"Huh?" Song Yueliang had already lay down, closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, when she heard her daughter's words, she opened her eyes.

"Father looks as if he was abandoned by us." Qiqi was a little distressed.

She wants her father to be happy, but she also wants her father to live a long life.

"Mom, is there no way to make Dad happy and keep him healthy?"

Song Yueliang's eyes flickered, and a suspicious blush appeared on the base of her ears. She stretched out her cold white fingertips and tapped the tip of her daughter's small nose, "Qiqi is so worried about Dad?"

Wa'er rolled on the quilt, eyes bent into crescents, a little embarrassed, "Qiqi loves mother, and Qiqi also loves father."

"Then mother come to think of a way?"

"Really?" Wa'er sat up straight, her big eyes sparkling, "Okay Mom! I'll tell Dad the good news, he will be happy!"

Song Yueliang hurriedly brought back the baby who was about to rush out, and cleared her throat, "Mom will find a way, but Qiqi must keep it a secret."

Facing her daughter's puzzled gaze, Song Yueliang stretched out her hand to pull the wire and turn off the light.

In order not to lose his composure in front of his daughter.

Broken mother's image.

It's eleven o'clock in the evening, and the night is already deep.

Hongfeng Mountain in the northern suburb of Huicheng.

The lights of the Song family villa were still on.

The people who lived there were still awake, or could not sleep at all.

Song Ziyu didn't care about working for others during the day, and rushed all the way to Mashan, and didn't come back until nightfall.

During this period, he did a lot of things. He did not give up and asked the geological survey team to explore repeatedly, and asked the workers to dig up the problems on the spot until they found any problems.

I saw with my own eyes the long and narrow ground fissures under the soft mud layer, which spread radially to the depths of the land he bought.

And according to the survey team's speculation, the ground fissure may continue to crack in the future.

The hidden dangers of building on such land are unpredictable.

Once something happens, the consequences are simply not something he can bear.

His vision for a gourmet city could not be realized.

If he continues to invest in such a piece of land, he is not even sure of getting his money back.

In the living room of the villa, the bright crystal chandelier in the past also appeared dim tonight, illuminating the villa with a strange and deep feeling.

Song Ziyu, Song Chunsheng and his son were sitting on the sofa, both of them looked ashen and slumped.

"That piece of land may have to be shelved." Song Ziyu stared at the legs of the coffee table, and said dejectedly.

Song Chunsheng was silent for a long moment, but he still refused to accept the fact, "Isn't Boss Guan and Yanqin always on good terms? When the land was put up for auction, he said it himself. The piece we chose, he personally guaranteed that it was a good piece of land! Now that there is a problem with the land, he is not responsible for it?"

Song Ziyu smiled wryly, "Dad, both money and goods are settled. The sale has been completed. Even if we find something wrong with the land now, we can only bear the consequences. Buying and selling land is based on personal opinion. What's more, what he said at the beginning , It was told to us in private, even if you put the matter on the table and sue him for fraud, what about the evidence? Can you show it?"

After a pause, Song Ziyu continued, "Besides, after we bought the land, we hired a professional team to survey and inspect it. At that time, there was no soft mud layer at all, and there were no ghostly seams!"

"But now it has been found out that there are ground fissures, or cracks in the earth's crust that cannot be formed after decades! How do you say this!"

"What can I say? I'd be damned!"

The father and son were talking, and almost quarreled.

After a while, the two suddenly looked up at each other.

Hell said that it was Song Ziyu who jumped out of his words, but now that I think about it, it really is a hell!

This thought caused both father and son to fight a cold war, and an inexplicable chill hit their hearts.

"Dad, tell me... Could it be that our family has done too many bad things and really suffered retribution?" Song Ziyu tremblingly said with purple lips.

Song Chunsheng slapped his face, his eyes were red and cold, "Shut up! What kind of bad things have been done? Who did bad things? Are you blaming your father?! This is an accident, it's an accident!"

Song Chunsheng never believed in retribution. He didn't believe in it before, and he won't believe it now.

In a wealthy family, who dares to say that his home must be clean? Which family has no secrets, and which patriarch has not done some shady things and used shady methods?

Why did Song Chunsheng suffer retribution?

It's all fart!

What nonsense!

After a dispute, the father and son went back to their rooms, but neither of them could sleep peacefully, sitting in their respective rooms from dark to dawn.

Eggy slept soundly in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Qiqi Food Factory paid the first salary, which earned it two full energy balls.

The watermelon in Taoxi Village was transplanted, and it earned an energy ball here and there.

Now it is lying among the eight colorful energy balls, sleeping on half a pool of energy liquid, a good dream all night.

It didn't even expect that the black air that he and Xiao Zai had thrown casually the day he went to see it would have such an unexpected effect.

Song Chunsheng and his son were so scared that they saw a ghost.