In the eyes of outsiders, Song Xiuyun is a calm and introverted business genius, but he is more vicious than anyone else, he just hides it deeply.
"Yeah," Song Xiujun didn't deny it. He looked at him calmly. For a moment, a chill passed through his eyes and he chuckled softly, "You're not dead. That's beyond my expectation."
Song Ying shuddered all over, suppressing her fear and saying, "I just want to compete with you for the family property. Do you have to be so cruel? You lunatic."
Song Xiuyun stared at him with a gloomy look.
Song Ying swallowed.
The old man's voice came from outside. Song Xiuyun's originally sinister expression suddenly turned into peace. He glanced at him and walked out.
Looking at his back, Song Ying clenched her teeth.
*
night.
The Song residence was unusually lively, with bright lights on inside. Mr. Song, who was over sixty years old, had a smile on his face as he accepted congratulations from all sides.
The people who came were entrepreneurs from various cities, and some unrelated people also sneaked in.
There was a male internet celebrity who, in order to gain popularity, secretly recorded a video at Song's residence and used live broadcast to gain popularity online.
As soon as the show started, someone saw the title and came in immediately.
The male internet celebrity hid in the corner, carefully glanced at the well-known boss, and replied to the questions in the barrage in a low voice.
"Mr. Song? I didn't see him. If you want to see him, send me a rocket and I'll take a picture for you."
There were as many as 60,000 people in the live broadcast room. When they heard this, more than a dozen people spent a lot of rockets worth 2,000 yuan to see the boss's true face.
The male internet celebrity couldn't stop smiling, hid his phone in his palm, and walked into the crowd in a candid shooting mode.
He pretended to be familiar with others and asked, "Why don't you see Mr. Song?"
The man thought he was the one being invited, so he replied, "You're talking about Mr. Song. He's paralyzed and lying in bed. I'm guessing he'll be pushed out in a wheelchair soon."
The male influencer said, "I'm talking about the president of Shengtai."
The man replied: "He seems to have gone to pick someone up. I heard from others that it was a woman."
The male internet celebrity got the answer he wanted, and returned to the corner dejectedly, communicating with the netizens in the live broadcast room, "It's not that I didn't take the photo, he's not here."
[Pick up a woman? Who? Is it the woman who bought sanitary napkins for me last time?]
[Oh my god, this is so exciting! If you take a picture of the woman that Mr. Song picked up, I'll give you a hundred rockets.]
Seeing the words "one hundred rockets", the male internet celebrity opened his eyes wide and promised: "Okay, I will definitely fulfill my family's wish!"
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