Kill three birds with one stone.
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Song Xijiao had been raising a mountain rose for five years. Every morning when she woke up, she would go to see it without even washing her face. But what happened was that the damn guy scalded it to death with boiling water.
Zhao Hairong looked at her. She inherited everything from his eyebrows to his lips.
His height and face shape are a combination of himself and Song Hua.
His personality is 30% like Song Hua and 30% like himself.
The remaining four points are Song Xijiao herself, who cannot be influenced by anyone.
He checked the surveillance footage on his phone.
"I haven't got what I want yet. I can't let you know where she is, but I can let you hear her voice."
"Don't worry, she is my mother after all, I won't do anything to her."
snort……
How can it be fun to involve even your own mother in the scheme of things?
And he said, 'I won't do anything to her.'
What a mean person to erect a monument. He really lacks virtue.
Song Xijiao turned on the recording and Zhao Hairong clicked play.
"My dear, my dear..."
Grandma's powerful voice came from the phone, and Song Xijiao's heart instantly settled down.
Song Xijiao was so angry that she had no place to vent it, so she slammed the table and stood up.
"Can you please get the company's shareholders to focus on the right path instead of messing around with useless things?"
Zhao Hairong stood up from the sofa.
"It's useful, how can it not be useful? Look, I just asked you to come see me obediently."
Song Xijiao clenched her fists and suppressed her anger.
"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
Zhao Hairong took out a document from the drawer.
"I want you to acquire the development rights for the Qingpu land."
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