The Rich and Powerful Marry: the Rebirth of the Ace

Hearing this, Zhou Zicheng nodded, "Okay, I'll contact him now."

After the words fell, Zhou Zicheng took out his mobile phone and called Zhao Zijun in front of Su Shiyue.

Zhao Zijun answered the phone very quickly.

"Hey, brother."

After a few simple words, Zhou Zicheng went straight to the point, "Zijun, it's like this, our group's general manager Su is eager for talents and wants to meet your great friend, and by the way, let's talk about cooperation, and see if you can help me recommend it. ."

Zhao Zijun was playing a game. Hearing this, he turned off the computer interface, "Senior brother, I want to ask her about this. I will reply to you as soon as I say hello."

"Okay." Zhou Zicheng continued, "Trouble you, Zijun."

"Should be."

After hanging up the phone, Su Shiyue immediately asked, "How is it?"

Zhou Zicheng said, "My junior brother said he wanted to ask."

"Okay." Su Shiyue nodded.

If the Su Group can welcome this great god in, it will definitely reach a higher level in the future!

After thinking about it, Zhou Zicheng edited the conditions that Su Shiyue said and sent it to Zhao Zijun.

Shares?

Conditions open at will?

When he saw these words, Zhao Zijun immediately came to his senses.

It seems that the Su family really loves and cherishes talent.

Zhao Zijun replied: [Okay senior brother, you must bring it here. 】

【Thanks a lot. 】

Afterwards, Zhao Zijun immediately opened Song Hua's dialog box.

[Great God, do you have time now? 】

Song Hua was sitting by the window painting oil paintings.

On the drawing board is the sunset that is about to end.

Both the style of painting and the lines are handled very well.

The pen is divine.

Inside and outside the window, there are breathtaking views.

At this time, if there are oil painting masters on the scene, they will be amazed.

Hearing the notification sound of the WeChat message, she put down the brush, picked up the mobile phone, and replied to the message with one hand: [Anything? 】

[Is God convenient for voice? 】

【Can. 】

The next second, Zhao Zijun's voice call came in.

Song Hua picked up the voice call.

"Hey."

Zhao Zijun first asked, "Great God, have you received money from Su's?"

"Just received."

Song Hua replied.

Su's shot is also generous.

7-figure pay.

"My God, didn't I tell you that my senior brother works in the Su Corporation? The leaders of their company recognize your abilities, so my senior brother asked me to contact you to ask if you are interested in joining the Su Corporation."

Having said this, Zhao Zijun paused, and then said: "My senior brother said, as long as you are willing to join the Su family, you can open the conditions as you wish, and you can also share your shares."

As long as he can get the shares of the Su family, he is no ordinary migrant worker.

The threshold for the Su Group is very high.

Even if Zhao Zijun, a person with a backstage, wants to enter, he can only start from the grassroots level.

At this time, Su Clan offered Song Hua such conditions, which was enough to prove how much Su Clan recognized Song Hua's ability.

Song Hua looked out the window, her eyes were light, and her tone was too light.

"Not interested in."

Just three words.

Zhao Zijun on the other end of the phone was stunned.

He didn't expect Song Hua to refuse so simply.

The Su Group is about to enter the international market, and the future is bright. Many people have broken their heads and want to enter the Su Group. What's more, the Su Group is willing to share shares with Song Hua.

But she didn't care at all.

Is this the god?

Zhao Zijun felt that the whole person was not good, so he rearranged his language, and then asked, "Great God, you, you, are you sure?"

"Well." Song Hua held the phone in one hand, picked up the paintbrush in the other hand, and added a few strokes on the drawing board, "Do you have anything else to do?"

"No more." Zhao Zijun said.

"Then I'll hang up first."

Looking at the phone that was about to be hung up, Zhao Zijun immediately said, "Wait a minute, God!"

"Um?"

Zhao Zijun's mood was a little complicated, and then he asked: "Great God, it's convenient to ask, why did you reject Su Clan?"

"I want to go to college."

Go to university?

Hearing this, Zhao Zijun was even more stunned.

The great gods have been recognized by the Su family, and they even got a P university entrance exam!

After a while, Zhao Zijun then asked: "Then, can you take the time to meet President Su?"

Song Hua politely declined, "I am afraid."

"Okay then, sorry to bother you, God, goodbye."

"goodbye."

Zhao Zijun looked at the voice call that was hung up and couldn't react for a long time.

After a while, Zhao Zijun called back to Zhou Zicheng.

Zhou Zicheng was also a little surprised to learn that Song Hua refused. Under normal circumstances, no one should be able to refuse Su's offer of such favorable conditions.

"Can I ask, why did the Great God refuse?"

"She said she was going to go to college."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds.

Zhou Zicheng continued: "So you mean, Great God. Still in high school??"

"Um."

Zhou Zicheng couldn't believe it.

He originally thought that to help the Su family out of such a big crisis, the great god must at least have graduated from a famous foreign university.

Never thought.

Actually a high school student!

"Zijun, are you kidding me?"

"No." Zhao Zijun continued: "Anyway, the Great God is more powerful and younger than you think."

"Can the Great God meet President Su?"

"The great god said she was afraid of society."

Zhou Zicheng pinched his temples, "Zijun, can you give me the contact information of the Great God?"

Zhao Zijun frowned slightly, "Sorry, brother, I can't reveal the personal privacy of the Great God."

"OK then."

After hanging up Zhao Zijun's phone, Zhou Zicheng reported the situation to Su Shiyue.

Hearing this, Su Shiyue frowned slightly, folded his hands together, and looked at Zhou Zicheng, "Vice President Zhou is like this, can you ask your junior brother out? If he hadn't introduced the Great God, our Su Clan would not have done it. Will be out of the woods so quickly. I'll be the host and thank him well on Sunday night in Little Paris."

Zhou Zicheng smiled and said, "It shouldn't be a problem to ask him out."

"Then it's up to you."

Zhou Zicheng nodded.

**

Another day is the day when the paternity test results are revealed.

Zheng Mei was very excited and also very uneasy.

Obviously she was shopping with Song Yiyan, but her mind was already drifting into the distance, and she didn't even hear Song Yiyan's voice.

Song Yiyan's smile froze for a moment.

Don't even think about it.

Zheng Mei's mind is now full of Song Yan.

In front of her filial daughter, she could not see.

All day long, I think about my daughter, whom I haven't seen in more than ten years.

Satire.

Simply sarcastic.

At this moment, Zheng Mei reacted, "Ah? Yiyan, what did you just say?"

Song Yiyan's face returned to a smile, "I mean, Sister Si Yue has such a relationship with us, so she must be a sister."

There will be as much disappointment as there is hope.

Song Yiyan is looking forward to the moment when Zheng Mei sees the paternity test.

Presumably this trip to Jiangcheng will also leave a deep impression on Zheng Mei.

She had to let Zheng Mei know.

It is impossible to find someone who has been lost for 18 years, and it is most important to cherish the talent in front of her.

Hearing this, Zheng Mei was full of smiles, "I dreamed last night that our family of seven took a family photo."

"You two, please wait."

At this moment, a pleasant voice suddenly appeared in the air.

Hearing this, Zheng Mei immediately turned around.

This time back.

She was stunned.

The little girl in front of her looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, and a pair of delicate peach blossom eyes that seemed to be able to speak, and the waves were shining.

This girl has an inexplicable affinity that makes people want to take a second look.

"Little girl, are you okay?"

Song Hua handed the wallet she just picked up to Zheng Mei, "You have dropped your things."

Good morning, little fairies~

See you tomorrow~