At this time, the Song family was holding a meeting and had prepared an hour's break between the meetings.
Mr. Song was sitting alone in the lounge next to the conference room. He was looking at his phone because he was bored.
"Um!"
Mr. Song suddenly felt the emptiness of life.
At this time, one of his men came over cautiously and said softly, "That..."
"What?"
"Song Sichen is back."
"Song Sichen?"
Mr. Song stood up suddenly.
"Let him in."
After a while, the door opened and Song Sichen walked in, as if he had just returned from a trip.
"ha!"
Mr. Song looked at that and laughed dryly.
Song Sichen really grew up like he inherited his deceased grandfather's appearance.
The Song family's father is cold-blooded and has no mercy on his children.
"dad."
Song Sichen lowered his head and said respectfully.
A slanted smile appeared on one of Mr. Song's lips.
Song Sichen always looked down at him with sneer and ridicule, just like his father.
Mr. Song suddenly became curious. What would his father say if he saw Song Sichen, a man who looked so much like him, before he died?
The boredom that had made Mr. Song powerless not long ago disappeared without a trace.
"I heard he's an outstanding graduate?"
"Um."
"Graduating early?"
"Um."
This is completely different from Song Yanzhe who only gets into trouble.
When the head of the Song family recalled the present Song Yanzhe, he found that apart from hunting and women, he did not show any special qualities and did not even have any abilities.
Thinking of Song Yanzhe, his face showed obvious displeasure. Perhaps it was because in the four years that Song Sichen was away, they showed their ambitions even more. Song Yanzhe, like his mother, did not want to let go of what he wanted easily.
"Song Sichen, follow me."
Mr. Song stood up from his seat and said.
With Song Sichen following silently, Mr. Song opened the door of the conference room.
"That is..."
"The second young master who seems to be studying abroad?"
The people who were talking quickly recognized Song Sichen and fell silent.
"My second son returned from the college ahead of schedule as an outstanding graduate."
Mr. Song announced with a bright smile, wearing the mask of a proud father.
“That’s amazing!”
"Congratulations, Second Young Master!"
People rushed to send their blessings.
Song Sichen stood with his hands behind his back, expressionless, nodding only occasionally, but Mr. Song liked Song Sichen's arrogance more.
"I've grown up in the past few years."
Many people also joked, "Sooner or later, the entire chaebol circle will be in chaos."
Song Sichen had just returned from a trip. Although he was dressed simply, he was still as elegant as ever.
His gaze slowly fell on Song Yanzhe beside him.
Although he tried hard to act as if nothing had happened, Song Yanzhe's face had already turned red. He was already twenty years old, but he couldn't even control his expression.
Mr. Song smacked his lips in disapproval.
Then tell Song Sichen loudly so that everyone can hear.
"I'm very tired today. Please go back to your room and rest. Starting next month, I'll also be involved in the Song family's business."
As soon as these words were spoken, it felt like a huge rock collapsed in the conference room.
People glanced at Song Yanzhe unconsciously with surprised eyes.
Song Sichen couldn't say anything. He just looked at Song Yanzhe's red face quietly, then turned and walked towards Song Dangjia.
Standing in front of Mr. Song, Song Sichen replied respectfully: "I will try my best."
Then he walked out of the meeting.
A grand banquet that has never been held in recent years was held today in the Shi family’s mansion.
This is Shi Ran’s 18th birthday party.
Shi Ran would invite many people to his birthday parties every day, and each one was very grand, but this time was a little different. Starting half a year before his birthday, the news spread throughout the entire upper-class circle of Nanhu.
The old man of the Shi family held a coming-of-age ceremony for his only granddaughter and prepared a grand banquet.
Of course, this is not just a birthday party, it is also a marketing event.
Everyone who was invited not only received an invitation to the banquet, but also a merchandise voucher. With this voucher, they could go to Shichuan Clothing Store and exchange it for any dress worth less than 50,000 yuan.
This kind of generosity is rare!
I heard that there were 1,000 merchandise coupons distributed. If everyone redeemed them for a dress worth 50,000 yuan, that would be 50 million yuan.
There were so many people attending the banquet that they had to wait for more than an hour before they could park their cars in the parking lot and enter the banquet hall.
“The ballroom is so beautiful, it’s simply mesmerizing!”
“How much did it cost!”
"I heard that Shi Ran is the most beloved granddaughter, oh my god!"
"As expected of the Shi family! The richest man is definitely rich!"
Everyone who entered the venue couldn't stop smiling and exclaimed in admiration.
The banquet hall was beautifully decorated.
In particular, the curtains and tablecloths made of gold thread looked particularly dazzling under the light of the huge diamond chandelier hanging in the center of the banquet hall.
For today, the window frames were specially painted with gold, adding an ultimate sense of luxury.
That’s not all.
Flakes of gold flakes floated in the champagne on the table.
Shi Ran stood in front of the mirror, feeling a little unreal.
In my previous life, I never thought that I would wear such gorgeous clothes, a dress designed by my father himself, and celebrate my eighteenth birthday with my father by my side.
Shi Ran reached out and gently touched himself in the mirror.
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