Chapter 151 The End of the Song Brothers (2) Gift Value Plus

Song Wencheng said with a smile: "Leader, there is definitely no problem on my side. I am just worried that those two reporters are playing tricks behind the scenes!"

Ouyang Jian pondered for a moment, "I heard that one of the reporters was hospitalized and can't walk normally now."

"Yes, that reporter Tian is not a problem now."

Song Wencheng said calmly, "It's that female reporter, Jiang Ningyue. She's a big trouble! Can you please make her shut up?"

Ouyang Jian said angrily: "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing," Song Wencheng said with a smile. "I just wanted to have a meal with her to ease the tension. I wanted to explain to her in person that Reporter Tian's situation had nothing to do with me. Besides, if Governor Li is willing to speak up, I believe Reporter Jiang won't insist anymore, right?"

“…”

Ouyang Jian was silent for a moment, "I'll decide the time and place."

"no problem."

Song Wencheng nodded.

In Song Wencheng's eyes, no one dislikes money. If there is, it is because they don't have enough money.

——

In the evening, Jiang Ningyue returned to her apartment and lay on the sofa, thinking about what Qingfeng had told her today. In this situation, how should she break the deadlock?

Evidence, evidence, how to find evidence?

At this moment, Li Chunyan called Jiang Ningyue, "Xiaoyue, Governor Ouyang invited us to dinner."

"Ouyang Jian invited both of us?"

Jiang Ningyue frowned, "What do you mean? The Hongmen Banquet?"

"It's not the Hongmen Feast, it's more like asking for peace."

Li Chunyan chuckled and said, "Governor Ouyang is a member of the Provincial Party Committee Standing Committee after all, so we should give him this favor. Let's go."

"I know. When?"

"If that's all right, then tomorrow night?"

"OK."

Jiang Ningyue nodded.

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The next evening, Jiang Ningyue took Li Chunyan's car and arrived at a villa area located on the edge of the outer ring road.

After Li Chunyan and Jiang Ningyue entered, they felt that the atmosphere in the room was a little strange.

At this time, the three people sitting in the room stood up.

The middle-aged man who came up first was Song Wencheng, a powerful figure in Donghe City. Jiang Ningyue was indeed a little surprised that such a cruel and ruthless person was actually a thin middle-aged man.

"Governor Li, Reporter Jiang, welcome. My name is Song Wencheng. Governor Li, this is probably our second meeting. I can still vividly remember your last speech at the provincial entrepreneurs' conference!"

Li Chunyan chuckled and nodded at Song Wencheng, chatting for a few words. A sturdy middle-aged man beside them smiled and nodded at the two of them, speaking in unstandard Mandarin:

"Governor Li, long time no see."

Li Chunyan introduced to Jiang Ningyue, "Xiaoyue, this is Zhan Hong, a famous entrepreneur in our province."

"Hello, Mr. Zhan." Jiang Ningyue looked at Zhan Hong calmly.

This Zhan Hong looked a few years younger than Song Wencheng, with a more sturdy build. He was wearing a suit and gold-rimmed glasses. He spoke very amiably, his eyes narrowed into slits.

"Hello, reporter Xiaoyue. You're really famous! When I went to Southeast Asia, everyone there knew you! Come listen to your songs!"

"Really? I really don't know." Jiang Ningyue said perfunctorily with a smile.

At this time, Ouyang Jian finally arrived. He was a white-haired old man with several deep wrinkles on his face. "Governor Li, you are here so early. I am so rude."

"Governor Ouyang, I just arrived too."

"Please sit down, please sit down."

In Ouyang Jian's eyes, no one present was worthy of his attention except Li Chunyan.

In addition to these people, Song Wencheng was also accompanied by a young man with yellow hair, about the same age as Jiang Ningyue, who kept staring at Jiang Ningyue.

Several people sat at the dining table. When Ouyang Jian arrived, the dishes were immediately served. One delicious dish after another was served. Ouyang Jian even opened a bottle of vintage Maotai, and Li Chunyan was persuaded to have a drink as well.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was lively, and it didn't look like the two forces were at odds with each other.

After eating and drinking, it’s finally time to get down to business.

Song Wencheng smiled and said, "Reporter Xiaoyue, I heard that you are not married, so I dared to find a match for my son Song Lei. You young people should learn more about it."

After hearing these words, Jiang Ningyue looked at Song Lei straight in the eye for the first time.

This is simply a spirited young man, and judging from his appearance, he is definitely a guy who bullies men and women.

Before Jiang Ningyue could express her opinion, Song Wencheng continued, "Let me make this clear: after you get married, I'm willing to give you 10% of my group shares as a betrothal gift. Also, a building in downtown Haining as a personal gift to you!"

Jiang Ningyue chuckled and said, "Boss Song, this has nothing to do with money. As a normal person, I would not consider gangsters like you."

"What did you say?!" Song Lei felt extremely insulted. He slammed the table and was about to stand up.

"sit down!"

Song Wencheng shouted angrily, "Everyone here is a leader, why are you shouting?"

Song Lei was furious. Where had he ever heard such words since he was a child?

Li Chunyan also said with dissatisfaction: "Governor Ouyang, why are you acting as a matchmaker?"

Ouyang Jian laughed and said, "Haha, Governor Li, you've wronged me. I don't know anything about this. Old Song, this is a new era, why are you still using the same old tricks?"

Zhan Hong also laughed and said, "Old Song, I know you want to improve your family's genes, but don't take such big steps! It's easy to get into trouble!"

Song Wencheng smiled and said, "If we can't be a family, we can still be friends! Relationships can be cultivated."

Zhan Hong continued to taunt him, "Old Song, take a look at your son's situation. You can't let yourself have nightmares every day for a little money, right? It's not worth it!"

Zhan Hong’s fighting ability is acceptable, and Song Wencheng’s eyes are already filled with anger.

He didn't understand why Ouyang Jian called this guy over. Wasn't this obviously a disruption?

"Boss Zhan, I know you don't have a son, but you don't have to be so envious, right?"

Zhan Hong said with a smile: "Comparing me with you, Old Song, not having a son is actually a good thing!"

Li Chunyan put down her wine glass heavily and glanced at the time. "It's getting late, Governor Ouyang. Is that all we need for today?"

"good."

Ouyang Jian smiled and stood up, "Governor Li, I'll see you off."

"No, please stay."

Li Chunyan and Ouyang Jian exchanged a few polite words and left the villa with Jiang Ningyue.

Zhan Hong caught up with a smile and said, "Reporter Jiang, I don't have a son. Can I add your contact information? Let's keep in touch."

Jiang Ningyue stared at this suspected 'enemy', wondering what he wanted from her.

But after thinking about it, Jiang Ningyue still exchanged contact information with him.