Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

"Let me introduce, this is Song Ye Song, the largest shareholder of the Meng family, the owner of Antique Street."

When Meng Ziheng's voice fell, the air fell into silence for a long time. All eyes and eyes were focused on the cold-faced girl in a green gauze skirt in the main seat. Her tender and youthful face was not looked at at all. Shy, sitting in the upper seat at the moment, there is a natural aura between his gestures and gestures.

At that time, Xiao Yu, who opened the curtain and lowered her head and followed Xiao Yun, stood beside Xiao Yun, and almost screamed when she heard this.

She covered her mouth tightly, her fingertips turned white, staring at the girl and thought she was hallucinating.

But the strange silence around her made her unable to ask her questions. In fact, she knew that the head of the Meng family was here, and it was impossible for Meng Ziheng to joke about such a thing.

But how could Song Ye be the biggest shareholder of the Meng family, she was only seventeen or eighteen years old!

For a long time, Mengsun's feet suddenly softened, the cold sweat on his face flowed down with his pale complexion, and his voice trembled: "Song, Mr. Song, I was outside before, I had eyes but didn't recognize Mount Tai, and collided. With you, you don't remember the villain's deeds, don't care about me."

Meng Sun could not wait to slap his mouth at this moment, remembering that he was caught on the spot at the door in the morning, and said some ugly words to Song Ye. If he had known earlier, he would definitely have served him. It's a pity that the basket has also been poked out now. Now he just wants the other party to be young and coax him a little bit, so don't embarrass him too much.

This kind of sophisticated businessman, Song Ye is very clear about the psychological activities, she took the tea from the opposite Meng Ziheng, took a sip, and went straight to the subject, "Tell me how many fakes you bought under the banner of the Meng family. "

Meng Sun heard the words, his heart thumped, and he quickly put on a smile, "Just that one, Mr. Song, I was also fascinated for a while, Mr. Song, Mr. Meng, I promise, I won't do it next time."

Not an example?

With a click, Song Ye put down the tea cup, his deep eyes fell straight to Meng Sun, and his faint voice exuded coercion, "Ziheng, tell me how many pieces he sold."

Meng Ziheng also stopped cooking tea, picked up the information on the table, handed it to Song Ye, and answered in a clear and coherent manner: "In the information you sent over, listening to Yuzhai sold a total of 18 fakes, A total of 190,000 yuan went into his own pocket."

Xiao Yun and An Ran, who were listening on the side, were taken aback. They didn't expect that the other party was greedy for so much money selling fake products, and they were all sold under the banner of the Meng family, and they didn't know how much they sold in private.

At this time, Meng Sun was already sweating like rain on his forehead, and his sleeves were rubbed. He didn't expect Song Ye to be so capable, so he could investigate everything so clearly in such a short time, "Mr. Song, this antique was originally There are real and fake ones, and I was also slapped in the eye, this is really not something I sold on purpose."

Up to now, he can only find excuses to explain, if he admits it, he really can't spit out the 190,000.

"Oh, punching? Do you want me to report the prices of these counterfeit goods to you one by one?" Song Ye sneered, pinched the document, and immediately threw it in front of him, between words Immediately, it was as sharp as a storm, "Meng Sun, on the boundary of this stone city, you have to do things under my nose, you don't have that ability."

Back then, the Bai family was so arrogant and domineering that she took it all in one pot. With such a small side branch of the Meng family, they dared to pretend to be garlic in front of her, which was too tender.

"Starting today, bring your Tingyuzhai, get me out of the Shishi market, and spit out the shortfalls, otherwise you won't have a foothold in the antique business."

Today's Song Ye has the dignity and self-awareness of a superior, and the strength and domineering between her words and actions is not what it used to be. When dealing with such a small role, her anger is light, even after giving the order, she He turned his head and commented on Meng Ziheng's tea art, "The tea cooked this time is better than last year's."

On the opposite side, Meng Ziheng showed a smile, carefully poured her another cup, "Last time I found out that you don't like too strong taste, this time I changed it to be lighter." The most important thing is that she likes it.

He devoted himself to making tea for her, but he didn't mean to comment on her privately disposing of the Meng family.

That Mengsun had been frightened for a long time, and was shocked from the sentence "Get out of the stone market", his legs were crooked, and he collapsed on the floor limply.

He stared blankly at Song Ye, who was in the upper position, then turned to look at Meng Ziheng, his face suddenly flushed, and he rushed towards Meng Ziheng with tears in his eyes, "Meng Shao, please forgive me this time, I I know I'm wrong, please let me live, I'm old and young, and if I leave Shishi, I'm going to die." He was telling the truth, and he has been under the protection of the Meng family for so many years. He's used to being in awe, he doesn't have the ability to go out of town to start his own business, and the money he coveted has already been lost. Where can there be money to make up for it.

He couldn't leave, and he would have to pick up the big tree of the Meng family when he died.

"Meng Sun, if I forgive you, how will you be able to convince people in Antique Street in the future?" Meng Ziheng didn't push him away, and sat down to finish the last cup of tea, then looked down at him coldly, "You eat it. You can pay as much money as you want. Don't hang around in front of Song Ye if you don't have to. If it wasn't for the fact that you are a member of the Meng family, you might not be able to speak in front of her now. Since the bankruptcy of the Meng family a year ago , Meng's surname has long been changed to Song."

It's not that Meng Ziheng is deliberately raising Song Ye's worth, but that he has come all the way from the opening of Antique Street this year. He has seen Song Ye's many methods and connections. Even people like Xu Fangsheng came to escort him on the opening day. Song Ye's power is evident from this.

Until Meng Sun left in despair, Xiao Yun, Dong Qian and the others in the inner hall were still in shock.

After a long while, Ding Li reacted, shaking his head and sighing, "Little one, when you asked us to hang out with you, we still treated you as a petty prankster. I didn't expect you to be so generous. I feel a little regretful looking at it."

At that time, everyone faced the threat of time bombs and power grids in the last assessment of the Eagle Team, and they were almost in a desperate situation. Song Ye had promised them, but it was a pity that Song Ye left alone, and they became the main players.

"It's too late to regret it now, I can't snatch someone from my eldest brother." The coldness on Song Ye's face softened a little. When he mentioned Qin Zhan, the corners of his eyes and brows softened. Finally, he added, "I can't grab it either."

The wolf sat on the side and caught the point, "Have you ever fought with the boss? Didn't you win?"