Chapter 21 Asking for Zhang Baiwan Again 2
Seeing that he was unhappy, Old Lady Song stood up, put her hands on her hips, and started cursing like a village girl.
The two brothers, the eldest and second oldest, looked at each other, and neither of them said anything.
"Mom, that's what I said, but how will others see us..."
"We? You can just go and beg by yourself. Your elder brother and second brother still have to be officials, so how can they do such a thing? You have done a lot of fawning and flattering when you go out to do business, so you are good at this." Old Mrs. Song said righteously.
Song Laosan's face was wrinkled with misery.
He didn't want to go, but seeing how his mother and two brothers behaved, he had no choice but to go.
Finally, he was forced to nod, and then walked back dejectedly.
"Dad, what do grandma and uncle want you to do?"
Song Lao San forced a smile in front of his daughter and said, "Nothing."
Seeing his expression, Song Ci knew he was lying. She stepped forward and took his arm and said coquettishly, "Dad, is there something you can't even tell your daughter?"
Song Lao San couldn't resist his daughter's soft and coquettish words and could only speak out.
Song Ci's face gradually turned cold, and the father and son sat in the yard whispering.
"Dad thinks this is not a fair thing to do." Song Lao San said, looking into the house, being careful not to be heard by his wife so as not to worry.
"Since Daddy doesn't want to, why not just refuse?"
"Your grandmother and your eldest and second uncles are counting on me, Dad. How can I refuse? Besides, this matter involves your uncle's future. We are all family. How can we just sit back and do nothing?"
"Daddy can't sit idly by and watch their affairs, so why don't they consider your thoughts, Daddy."
Song Lao San was stunned for a moment, then smiled and stroked his daughter's head, "Dad is used to it. Your uncles are educated, and the future of the Song family depends on them. Dad only knows how to do business, so he can't help much."
Song Ci sneered. Can't help? If it weren't for my father, my uncles, and my two aunts, how could we live a life of ease and comfort? How could the whole family still go to school?
Finally, Song Laosan decided to go.
However, due to Song Ci's insistence, the date was changed to the next day.
Evening, Zhang Mansion.
The doorman, Lao Dong, received a letter and looked at the girl at the door. "Is this letter for our master? Do you have a keepsake?"
Wanxiang took out the token from her waist and handed it over.
The concierge read it and nodded, "I'll go take it right away, young lady, don't worry, you can go back first."
Inside the house, Zhang Baiwan had a few drinks when he heard Lao Dong's voice.
"Master, there is a letter for you."
"Who sent it?" Zhang Baiwan burped.
"It's a girl, but she took your token."
Zhang Baiwan sobered up a bit and held out his hand. "Here's the letter? Show it to me."
Beside him, Zhang Baiwan's wife, Yao, spoke up, "It's so late, who sent the letter?"
"Do you still remember Mr. Song San who saved me?"
"Remember."
"I secretly gave him the token. I think it must have been him who delivered the letter."
Yao was a little unhappy when she thought of Zhang Baiwan talking about the greedy faces of the Song family. "Are you going to ask us for something again?"
After reading the letter, Zhang Baiwan slammed it on the table, stroked his beard and laughed, "This little girl is interesting. She actually wrote a letter to tip off someone."
Yao was stunned for a moment, then simply picked up the letter and started reading it, a smile soon appearing between her brows.
"The third young lady of the Song family is quite interesting."
"Right, Song San has a good temper, but... a little stubborn. But his daughter is a good one. She saw through this and wrote to me specifically to ask me not to agree."
The couple looked at each other, both feeling a bit curious about this Miss Song San, whom they had never met before.
Wanxiang delivered the letter and returned home secretly.
Seeing Song Ci peeking out from the bed, he gestured, "It's done, Miss."
Song Ci smiled slightly. It seemed that Daddy was destined to return disappointed tomorrow.
She also thought it through. It was just that her plea was in vain and she would be scolded when she returned home.
But this is better than letting those people follow the old path of Feihua Tengda! She must stop it.
Song Lao San left home early in the morning and arrived at Zhang's residence. Before he could even take out his token, he was ushered in. He was a little confused, but the gatekeeper took him all the way to the main courtyard without any obstruction. Along the way, there were pavilions, terraces, and exquisite carvings. Song Lao San followed without looking around, and the gatekeeper nodded secretly when he saw that he didn't look around randomly.
"Third Master Song."
When people arrived, Zhang Baiwan got down from his chair and went to greet them in person. Song Laosan was a little surprised, and the two of them sat down together.
The doorman was surprised. In the past, the master had never been so enthusiastic towards anyone he met.
After a few polite words, Song Laosan explained his purpose, speaking in a somewhat cautious tone.
Zhang Baiwan pondered for a moment and decisively refused, "Brother Song, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that the capital is full of mixed people. I'm just doing some business and can't help you. This matter is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Personnel, and I really don't know any officials there."
After being rejected, Song Laosan was sad for a moment, but then he felt relieved.
He had originally felt it inappropriate to ask for help, but after being rejected, he felt relieved.
The two chatted about other things, and the more they talked, the more surprised Zhang Baiwan was. "Brother Song, I didn't expect you to be so insightful about business."
Song Lao San: "I'm not good at studying, but I do have some talent in business. I've been traveling around day and night for these years, and I've finally accumulated some experience, but it's far less than Brother Baiwan's."
"No, no, no, doing business also requires talent. Some people can grasp things immediately, while some people are still not as good as others even if they are taught step by step. Take my son for example!" When talking about his son, Zhang Baiwan slapped his thigh.
At the end of the conversation, he even tried to persuade me to stay, "Brother Song, business is hard work, why don't you stay and help me? I will definitely not treat you unfairly."
Song Lao San was tempted, but still declined. "Thank you for your kindness, Brother Baiwan, but helping others is really not my intention."
Zhang Baiwan nodded to show his understanding and proposed another idea.
"How about we become partners? With my capital and your brain, we can start making money soon. Then, we can split the bill in half, how about that?"
This time Song Laosan did not refuse in a hurry, but just said that he would go back and think about it.
When they returned to the Song family, the eldest and second sons of the Song family turned pale when they heard that the task had not been accomplished, and the old lady Song started scolding them.
"You're such a good-for-nothing! I should have drowned you in shit and piss! You can't even handle something as simple as this. What else can you do? No wonder the teacher says you're dumb and not cut out for studying! Zhang Baiwan is nothing either. You saved his life, and it's just a matter of helping him get transferred. How can you not do it? You just don't want to help! Bah!"
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