Mrs. Fu hurriedly said, "No, it's just a small token of my appreciation. Please, Mr. Song, take good care of the business of our Shengyuan Textile Factory."

Hearing this, Fang Zongtang steadied his grip, made a lightning-fast move, hugged Song Yi's arm, tilted his head and smiled.

The words that Song Yi was about to say were immediately swallowed back into his stomach.

When the other rich lady saw that she had really accepted the gift, she hurriedly handed the box to Fang Zongtang.

"Mrs. Song, I just asked the clerk about this ruby ​​necklace. It's made of pigeon blood and weighs three carats. It's inlaid with a circle of diamonds as accessories. It matches your clothes today very well. It's said that flowers are given to beautiful women. Except for Mrs. Song, no one can wear this necklace elegantly. I give it to Mrs. Song as a gift. Please don't despise it."

After the rich lady finished her flattering remarks, she added, "My husband is from Donglai Company, Xu Donglai."

Fang Zongtao held the box tightly, laughing in his heart but keeping a calm expression on his face.

"Song Yi, does their family have any business dealings with ours?"

Song Yi glanced down and said, "I spoke at the party."

When the two wealthy ladies heard what Song Yi said, they were immediately overjoyed. In the whole of Hong Kong, who wouldn't want to make friends with Mr. Song? But Mr. Song was very careful about his reputation and his private life was so clean that even the most powerful paparazzi couldn't dig up any information about him.

The only thing people talked about was his wife who had been missing for ten years. It was said that he spent several million dollars every year to find his wife, and therefore became the object of admiration of the upper-class wealthy ladies. Unfortunately, the women who tried to court him in the past ten years were like fish caught in the Hong Kong River, one after another, but not one was successful.

Not even a corner of Mr. Song's clothes was touched. It is said that there was once a little star who relied on her godfather's good relationship and wanted to climb into Song Yi's bed. She was thrown into the river along with her godfather to feed the fish by Song Yi. I don't know if it's true?

Regardless of whether this story was true or not, there was one thing that the two rich ladies were certain of.

Song Yi is someone that neither of their two families can afford to offend. They hope that Mrs. Song will consider the jewels and not bother with them.

"Mrs. Song, I just matched some goods. They are inferior products and not worthy of your wealthy temperament. Please take a look here to see if there is anything you like. Just pick any you like and I will pay for it as an apology to you." The rich lady really made Fang Zongtang laugh so hard that he was scared. She didn't leave, but just looked at her and laughed. Don't settle the score with her!

Fang Zongtang: Is there such a good thing?

"Is it okay?" She looked up at Song Yi, putting pressure on him with her eyes.

Song Yi tensed up and said, "Okay." If he didn't, the flesh on his arm would be twisted off.

"That's so embarrassing~" She turned and smiled at the two rich ladies.

The other rich lady's family was not well-off, so after hearing what she said, she had to force a smile and agree.

She let go of Song Yi's arm, walked to the diamond counter, and picked out a pear-shaped main diamond, a necklace inlaid with petal-shaped diamonds, and a four-carat kerosene diamond ring.

After choosing, she even asked the wealthy lady of Shengyuan Textile in a fake manner: "Is it too expensive?"

The rich lady almost vomited blood out of heartache. Their textile factory was struggling to survive and could not make much money. Now, everything was spent on the old capital. The only thing she wore was her clothes. She had to choose them carefully every time she went out. She would never wear what she wore the day before the next day.

She had been trying hard to create a false image of glory outside. She bought a mutton-fat jade bracelet today to put on a show, but she didn't expect Mrs. Song to be so ruthless.

"As the saying goes, a thousand gold can't buy the one you love! As long as Mrs. Song likes it, it doesn't matter how expensive it is!"