Song Foxiang was no longer depressed.
He looked at his daughter with pride.
Hehehe, Xiaochan is just like him, so excellent!
So when they divorced, he could give the house and money to his ex-wife, but he wanted to keep his daughter.
Over the years, outsiders only knew that he had dated many women and thought he was unfaithful, but they didn't see how well he raised his daughter!
Songfo Township is particularly proud.
——He will not remarry easily. Who knows whether his stepmother will treat her daughter well!
Zhao Dong was choked to death by Song Chan.
Zhao Dong's mind was no longer working as he continued to stay in the ward, especially Song Foxiang's silly expression of "hehehe", which made Zhao Dong feel that his intelligence would decrease if he looked at it for too long. He asked Song Chan to step aside to talk, and the two of them went to the corridor to talk alone.
Song Chan glanced at Song Foxiang, and seeing that her father had no objection, she followed him out.
There were only Zhao Dong and Song Chan in the corridor, and Zhao Dong said directly:
"Mr. Song, you may not know how much compensation I'm talking about. It's a substantial sum, even more than your father received for ghostwriting my autobiography. I doubt your Song family's financial situation is good enough to ignore such a large sum, right?"
If the Song family was not short of money, Song Foxiang would not have taken on the ghostwriting job.
Zhao Dong is telling the truth.
But this truth was very harsh to Song Chan's ears.
"Mr. Zhao, have you given this condition to my father?"
Zhao Dong nodded. "Editor-in-Chief Song is emotionally preoccupied and can't think rationally about my proposal. I think Mr. Song can try to persuade him."
"No!"
Song Chan was very angry.
It’s not a big deal to be rich, but does that mean you can bully others just because you have money?
Since she was a child, Song Chan has been praised by everyone because she is the daughter of Song Foxiang. Although Song Foxiang did not create a huge fortune, his status as a talented man allowed Song Chan to enjoy preferential treatment.
Why do those classmates admire her? It’s not because her family is rich, but because of her father and her own talents.
Talent is sometimes more powerful than money.
Song Chan was furious, and her tone was naturally cold: "Mr. Zhao, don't keep harping on about my dad's ghostwriting. What's wrong with ghostwriting? You asked him for help because you couldn't write it yourself! You pay him for his work, isn't that right? But my dad was beaten, and it concerns his dignity. You want to solve it with money, even if he agrees, I won't agree!"
Zhao Dong never expected that the Song father and daughter would have such an idea.
The money earned from ghostwriting is justified.
They just don’t want more compensation than what they get for ghostwriting!
This was somewhat inconsistent with Zhao Dong's expectations.
If there had been no ghostwriting cooperation, he wouldn't have been so confident that he could deal with Song Foxiang. Now Xie Jinghu is still waiting for a reply, and the father and daughter of the Song family are not moved by any soft or hard tactics. Zhao Dong feels that the situation is very tricky.
——Then what about Mr. Xie? Doesn’t he have to spend the night in the police station?
…
Before Xie Qian arrived at the police station, he received news on the way that Zhao Dong had gone to the hospital.
"Zhao Dong will persuade Song Foxiang to reconcile."
Xie Qian turned to look at Wen Ying: "I'll go in first, you can go in later. Just take a look from a distance, don't let them see you."
Xie Qian didn't want Wen Ying to be noticed by Xie Jinghu.
"Which hospital did Zhao Dong go to?"
Zhao Dong's style has always been to spend money to solve problems.
I wonder if Zhao Dong will immediately say he wants to send Song Chan to study abroad this time. This is Zhao Dong's usual trick to deceive young girls. Zhao Dong said the same thing to Wen Ying, and maybe to Shu Lu as well. Now it's Song Chan's turn. Can Song Chan resist the temptation?
Wen Ying actually doesn't have much confidence in Editor-in-Chief Song's integrity. As long as the money is enough, Editor-in-Chief Song will fall sooner or later.
So if you want to see the footage of Xie the scumbag being detained in the police station, you have to hurry.
"Aunt Zou doesn't know yet, right?"
Wen Ying was worried about this, but Xie Qian shook his head: "Don't worry, no one will inform my mother."
If Xie Jinghu wins the fight, he might still be able to feel proud of himself, but if he loses, he will be too ashamed to face his mother.
Xie Qian went in first, and Wen Ying waited at the police station door for ten minutes before going in.
A man in a suit stopped her and said, "Mr. Wen, come with me."
Wen Ying was a little wary. The man in the suit introduced himself with a smile: "I mean no harm. Young Master Xie asked me to take you to see it."
"oh……"
Wen Ying smiled and asked, "What's your name?"
"My name is Zhong Yong."
"Hello, Brother Zhong!"
Zhong Yong had dealt with Wen Ying a long time ago, but Wen Ying didn't know.
This is Mr. Xie’s best friend in Chengdu. His information has been reviewed by his superiors, so Zhong Yong naturally won’t neglect Wen Ying.
Wen Ying felt strange that Zhong Yong was so enthusiastic towards her.
It was undoubtedly the first time she met the other person.
But this was someone Xie Qian trusted, so Wen Ying temporarily let down her guard and followed Zhong Yong to a window. Sitting in the room was a middle-aged man in a suit with cold eyebrows and thin lips.
Wow, this is Xie the scumbag!
The appearance perfectly matches the domineering CEO in romance novels.
A middle-aged boss is still a boss.
Judging from the appearance alone, Xie Jinghu is far ahead of the middle-aged bosses Wen Ying knows. Even Qin Xianming is a bit behind Xie Jinghu.
Not to mention Wang Jun. Just looking at Mr. Wang's belly that is getting bigger every year, there are probably seven or eight Qin Xianmings between him and Xie Jinghu.
However, when he thought that President Xie couldn't even beat a literary middle-aged man like Song Foxiang, President Xie's natural aura of a domineering president instantly dimmed a lot.
The only one who can't defeat a weakling is another weakling.
I didn't expect that Xie Jinghu, this domineering boss, is not only a scumbag, but also a weakling.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
