Reborn Nine Zero Sweetheart Cub

Chapter 218 Looking for Song Yueliang for a bet

"Goose goose, the song is singing to the sky..."

"White hair floats on green water..."

"Anthurium stirs clear waves!"

Qiqi grabbed her butt and sang a poem while carefully digging out the wild daffodils from under the rocks of the rockery and putting them into a small flower pot with soil.

The winter is cold and cold, but the daffodils are blooming extremely well. The green leaves have already sprouted white flowers, which are trembling in the sun, delicate and pretty.

"Why do we need to dig up such beautiful flowers?" Qiqi tilted her little head, thinking it was a pity, "It's also good to grow in the cracks of the rocks. Not only are the flowers beautiful, but the rockery is also beautiful."

"Because this flower is not gregarious." An old voice sounded behind Qiqi. Mr. Tang walked slowly closer with a small wooden bucket, and the sound of fish flapping could be heard in the bucket.

Seeing him, Qiqi quickly stood up and politely called Grandpa Tang.

Walking up to Wa'er, Mr. Tang patted her little head and said, "Put the flowerpot on the roadside. Someone will come to collect it and dispose of it later."

"Are you going to take the daffodils to another place to plant?" Qiqi didn't quite understand what handling meant.

Mr. Tang acquiesced to her words without further explanation, "Let's go to the kitchen with Mr. Tang. We have fish to eat again today."

"Okay!" Qiqi responded, picked up the narcissus pot and placed it on the edge of the bluestone path. She touched the white narcissus flowers very gently with her little hands, "Grandpa Tang will definitely give you a better home.

, maybe I can see you blossoming when Qiqi comes next time."

After talking to Hua Guduo, Qiqi ran to the old man's side and stretched out her little arms to help the old man carry the small wooden bucket.

Because he was too short, the baby had to stand on tiptoes to carry the bucket, swaying all the way and holding back his little face until it turned red.

Mr. Tang saw this and became interested.

As people get older, they especially like obedient children.

Don't like disobedience.

When Tang Zheng found the kitchen, an old man and a young man were scraping fish scales by themselves.

Especially the little kid, who helped with almost every instruction and movement, so seriously and attentively that he didn't even know there were fish scales on his little face.

"I'll do it." The man took over the rest of the work. Compared with the clumsy men just now, his movements were as skillful as a master's.

Mr. Tang took up a stool and sat aside, holding his cane with both hands, smiling with his eyes slightly narrowed, "Qiqi left a pot of daffodils by Huanxi River just now. You can move it outside the teahouse later."

"Yeah." The man didn't ask why.

Every flower and grass in Xianren Villa is of rare species.

Mr. Tang couldn't tolerate sand in his eyes and never allowed cheap things to enter Zhuangzi, lest it lower the style and grade of the place.

Those wild flowers and plants will be pulled out and thrown out as soon as they grow, or they will be collected and burned.

The reason why the wild narcissus was left behind by him was probably because of Qi Qi.

"Also, when Yue Liang comes to pick her up in the afternoon, tell her to be careful. Song Chunsheng won't be able to bear it much longer."

"Um."

"Can't you say a few more words?"

"knew."

Mr. Tang smiled and greeted Qiqi, "Come on, go for a walk with Grandpa Tang. You are much more cheerful than that wooden guy."

Qiqi took off her cotton-padded jacket when she was just starting to work. After being greeted, she picked up her coat and followed closely behind the old man.

Dandan looked at her mouth-to-mouth behavior, her brows were raised high, and she felt a little unhappy.

"The old man is very scheming. He is different from your great-grandfather."

"What's the difference? Grandpa Tang is the same as my great-grandpa. They are both in their seventies, and their hair is as white as snow." Qiqi didn't quite agree with Dandan's words and defended in a low voice.

It's okay that she didn't say a word, but when she said a word, she was caught in a chicken coop again. The boy's voice was clearly annoyed, "Who is closer to me? You don't even believe my words? Little kid, are you in your rebellious stage?

Isn’t it a little early?”

How long have we known each other? How dare she talk back to him?

"Of course Dandan is closer, I believe what you say, but we also need to be reasonable..." Before Dandan got mad again, Qiqi asked another soul question, "Edandan, what is the rebellious period?

?”

Dandan snorted, the little cub is getting more and more cunning now.

They all started to know how to change the topic.

"The rebellious stage is when you disobey!"

"Are you also in the rebellious stage, Dandan? You've never heard Qiqi's words."

"Who among us is in charge?"

"...Eggy decides."

"Recite this sentence silently every day."

Little kid, I can't cure you yet.

If your fart is bigger, do you want to become a serf and start singing?

…

It was less than ten o'clock in the morning when we left Xianren Villa and returned to the city.

Song Chunsheng's car was parked in the garage downstairs of the company, but he did not get out of the car immediately as usual.

Now even entering the company, he feels extremely stressed.

It seemed that there was only this small space in the car where he could sit down and take a breath.

After getting off the bus, you have to face countless problems.

Ever since Fu Yanchi officially recognized his identity at the Department of Culture and made his relationship with Song Yueliang public, the Song Group has experienced its second earthquake.

The shock was more severe and severe than the first time.

Everyone in Huicheng's circle knew that Song Yueliang was hostile to the Song family, and they seemed to have an incompatible relationship.

Those who wanted to please Song Yueliang and then the eldest son of Yan became directly unfriendly to the Song family.

As a result, the Song family's military morale was completely unstable.

In just a few days, many employees and even executives in the company resigned.

The shareholders took this opportunity to make a fuss and would not stop until they ousted him.

Song Chunsheng sat in the car for nearly half an hour before he got out of the car with heavy steps and walked into the company.

Walking into the office despite the vague and strange looks from the company employees, Song Chunsheng called Song Ziyu over, "You are preparing a project these days. When you are ready, go find Song Yueliang."

Song Ziyu was confused, "Dad, why are you looking for her? Song Yueliang has already let go and won't cooperate with me and the Song family."

Song Yueliang made his attitude clear on the day of Dingfeng's opening reception, and now he wants him to come to his door again to humiliate himself?

What is dad thinking?

Moreover, Song Ziyu had a feeling that if he really came to his door, he would be slaughtered.

Didn't the father and son get 5% of their shares stolen last time?

"Isn't Yan Qin related to Boss Mashanguan? Song Yueliang wanted to buy land from Boss Guan before, but the cooperation between the two failed to come to an agreement, and then nothing happened." Song Chunsheng's eyes were deep and flashed.

Come up with a plan, "You go to her with the project and make a betting agreement. If she wins, we will give her another 5% of the shares and give it to her together with Dingfeng."

After hearing this, Song Ziyu came up with a clever idea and said excitedly, "What if we win?"

"If we win, she will help the Song family reach a cooperation with the Yan family, so that the Song family can get at least an annual increase of hundreds of millions!"

Song Ziyu was so excited that he stood up from the office sofa just now, but now he was so scared that he fell to the ground.

(End of chapter)