At four o'clock in the afternoon, his son came.
No, her son’s surname is Song.
He has two similarities with Song Hao in terms of facial features.
Song Yun thought, fortunately he was not her biological uncle, but just a cousin from the next generation.
When Song Guoliang saw Song Yun, he also felt that she looked familiar, but he didn't think much about it or ask too many questions. There are many people in the world who look like her.
After Song Guoliang learned the whole story from Xi'an, he was furious. He should have either not done it or done it cleanly. How could there be so many witnesses? Now, the evidence was overwhelming. If he wanted to overturn the verdict, he had to use his connections. But could a section chief like him just use those connections at will? How much would it cost? What would the little money he extorted be enough for?
I'm so angry.
Song Guoliang knew who to contact at this time. He contacted Song Yun and talked to her about changing her statement and withdrawing the case.
"As long as you agree to change your story and drop the case, I can make some appropriate compensation to you and your sister." He looked at the brother and sister and said, and when he saw the boy who was blackmailed by his mother, he was stunned again. He looked familiar, but he thought it was impossible. Moreover, he was only similar in a few ways, and was quite different from the appearance of the child in his impression.
Song Yun coldly looked at Song Guoliang, who was dressed in a formal manner, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and looked like a gentleman. If you didn't know him, you would have thought he was some cadre serving the people. In reality, he was a ruthless villain with a cruel heart and ruthless hands.
"You should keep your compensation for yourself. We just need to know."
Song Guoliang's face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Do you know the consequences of doing this?"
Song Yun sneered, "What's the matter? Report me? Frame me? Overthrow me? Seize my property and send me to live in a cowshed? You can try."
Song Guoliang's face became more and more ugly, because the other party had hit the nail on the head. These methods were his usual methods, and the other party said them so easily, proving that the other party knew his identity, but still dared to provoke him. Could it be that he had some background?
"Who are you?" Song Guoliang asked in a deep voice.
Song Yun shrugged, "Chinese."
"You know what I'm asking about."
Song Yun nodded. "I know, but why should I tell you? Who do you think you are?"
The two Xian'ans were not far away. They were really surprised when they heard the conversation, but they had to say, it was cool, so cool. They had wanted to curse these bastards like this for a long time.
But I couldn't help but worry about this girl. There would be no good in offending such a mad dog.
Song Yun fought bravely in the army, fighting for her place. Why? Just so she could vent her anger on her enemies right now.
It is impossible to give in and retreat.
My uncle is now a big shot in the upper echelons, his connections are clean, and his finances are in good shape, so he's not really afraid of being bitten by these mad dogs.
She was even less afraid because her parents had been sent down to the countryside and she was in the Sichuan Military Region. There was nothing to be afraid of.
Song Guoliang had never been humiliated like this before, and his face turned blue with anger. "You dare to speak to me like that? You must have something to rely on. Tell me, who is that thing you rely on?"
Song Yun said seriously, "I am a Chinese citizen, so of course I rely on China. I dare say that as long as I understand the truth, I will rely on China's security and laws. What else can I rely on?"
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