"You dare to use such words to fool your own father?"
Of the two brothers, you are the one most afraid of death.
Keep all your little tricks to yourself.
And your daughter, you're not allowed to lay a hand on Song Qingqing either.
If I find out any of you have disobeyed my orders, you'd all be kicked out of the country and never come back.
Upon hearing Jiang Xu's words, Jiang Xiaohai immediately retorted indignantly, "Why?"
"Just because I'm your father, I'm the one who calls the shots in the Jiang family." Jiang Xu spoke with a strong voice, his brows furrowed in anger.
"......."
Seeing the old man's unyielding attitude, Jiang Xiaohai said nothing more, reluctantly nodded, and left.
As soon as Jiang Xiaohai left, Lao Dongzi hesitated to speak.
He then observed Jiang Xu's expression and, seeing that it was too unpleasant, stopped speaking.
"Old Dongzi, have someone keep an eye on the second son's family. Don't let them go looking for trouble again."
When Lao Dongzi heard this, he was horrified that the old man had actually used the word "courting death."
Just what kind of ability does Song Qingqing possess that could make her usually protective father use the word "courting death"?
"Yes," he replied, and Old Dongzi went down to arrange the manpower.
Jiang Xu sighed deeply and began to worry.
He knew his own son well.
This matter is unlikely to end well.
Are we really going to send them all abroad and abandon them?
You're reluctant to part with it?
When people get old, all they want is for their children and grandchildren to be by their side.
However, his youngest son wouldn't listen to him.
The youngest son and grandson have exactly the same personality.
They're all like that—they won't shed a tear until they see the coffin.
Enough, enough. Children and grandchildren have their own destinies. Let's just get ready to send them away!
Having made up his mind, Jiang Xu began to handle company affairs.
The next day, after having breakfast, Song Qingqing rushed to the vegetable shop.
But to my surprise, the shop was spotless just yesterday.
Today, however, it was covered in black dog blood, and there were also many dead rats and stinky flies.
Around the shop, there were quite a few people standing there, covering their noses and discussing the matter.
"Tell me, who did this boss offend? He's being smeared with dirty tricks."
"Perhaps there's something dirty in here."
"Yes, yes, black dog blood is the nemesis of those things. Maybe there really is something in this shop?"
“Nonsense! This shop has been passed down from my ancestors. How could I not know that this shop is unclean!” It was Zhang Laisheng, the one-eyed man, who spoke up for Song Qingqing.
He sold the shop to Song Qingqing, and he also took it over from his parents, so naturally he couldn't stand anyone saying a bad word about the shop.
"Why would this store get this kind of stuff sold? Why is that?"
“This…” Zhang Laisheng was stumped. If he had known, he wouldn’t be standing here.
"I think there's definitely something dirty in here. Ugh, never mind, what bad luck this morning."
"It's just too unlucky. Let's go, let's go buy groceries somewhere else!"
"Let's go, everyone."
"......."
As the onlookers gradually dispersed, Song Fudi, who was at a loss for what to do, finally spotted Song Qingqing and ran towards her, asking, "Qingqing, you're finally here! Our shop has been vandalized like this, what should we do now?"
After listening, Song Qingqing calmly asked, "Do you know who did it?"
"I don't know, it was like this when I came," Song Fudi answered honestly.
"You guys clean this place up first, I'll go find someone to help me check it out."
After saying this softly, Song turned around and went to find Liu Fugui.
When Liu Fugui met Song Qingqing, he first apologized, saying that he was useless.
When Song Qingqing had her accident last time, he mobilized everyone to search for her, but they still couldn't find her.
If it weren't for Sikong Xingchen, who knows what kind of torment Song Qingqing would have suffered.
“That’s all in the past. I came here today to ask you to help me find out who bought the black dog blood for my shop.”
Song Qingqing didn't care about the past, after all, the incident happened so suddenly that even she herself didn't know it would happen.
"Okay, I'll have people stake out the place tonight, and I'll definitely catch that person for you."
"Okay, be careful."
"Know."
"By the way, is there any news about Song Qingyi?"
"She went to Pengcheng, which is where your father, Song Weiguo, is.
It's said that she's been targeting your stepmother and son lately.
The two of them were really badly treated.
"If my stepmother is a match for Song Qingyi, then I would really be surprised."
Let them fight!
"Should we refrain from taking action for the time being?"
"Not for now." Her hand was too far away; if she didn't catch it, she might alert the enemy instead, Song Qingqing thought to herself.
After chatting for a while, Song Qingqing returned to the shop.
When I returned, the shop was clean again.
Song Qingqing and Song Fudi went to purchase goods and put them on the shelves.
However, it's unclear whether the bloody scene in the morning disgusted the customers.
Business is extremely poor today.
"Qingqing, business has been much worse. It's not even half as good as yesterday." Song Fudi looked at the extra dishes with a worried expression.
Song Qingqing turned her gaze away from the shop and found a stool to sit down. "What happened this morning still frightened everyone."
It's no wonder people were scared; the scene was just so disgusting.
Now all she hopes is that Liu Fugui can help her find the murderer.
However, finding the murderer cannot undo her loss.
Now she needs to come up with a new strategy to get people to come into the store to buy groceries.
What method is there?
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