Rong Qing, who was being talked about, sneezed, and then continued to play a meaningless game of chess with the old man in front of him with an expressionless face.
On the chessboard, the black and white pieces were tangled together, making it hard to tell who was better.
"It's your turn now."
The old man is urging me again.
Rong Qing gave him an unhappy look.
"What are you going to do? You've regretted your moves so many times! I'm not going to do it anymore!"
Damn old man, you regret every move you make on Gobang! ! !
Do you have any shame! ! !
"That won't work unless you say you give up."
The old man blew his beard and glared.
You want to run away now, little brat?
Don’t even think about it!
What happened to Gobang!
Isn’t Gobang not a game of chess?
There is a lot of wisdom in Gobang, okay?
"It's impossible to admit defeat!"
Rong Qing's attitude changed immediately. He picked up the chess piece and was so arrogant!
Click, the move is made.
The old man took one look and became anxious.
"No, no! You can't get down here!"
If he plays here, he loses!
This time, Rong Qing seriously stopped him from regretting his move.
"Old Song, have some shame. If you regret your move again, you will have regretted it thirty-eight times. Thirty-seven is okay, but do you want me to call you a new nickname, Sanba?"
You can't be so shameless!
“Tsk.”
Song Wai pouted unhappily, "I came here to fight you because you bullied my son. Otherwise, who would want to play chess with you?"
I can't win, so it's not fun at all.
After asking the servant to clear the chess game, the two men moved from the small garden to the living room and sat down.
Rong Qing ordered a cup of hot cocoa without hesitation while looking at him.
"You didn't ask me to come here just to cause trouble, did you? No, that's definitely not the case."
After all, Old Man Song couldn't beat him.
"Huh, you're just smart."
Song Wai hummed a few times, brewed a cup of tea for himself, and then spoke slowly.
"Last time, I heard that idiot Song Xian was looking for trouble with you because of a man?"
Oh no?
Did Old Man Song hear about it too?
Rongqing became more interested and took a sip of hot cocoa.
So sweet!
It’s so sweet!
How much sugar is put in this?
He glanced at the old man's tea suspiciously.
Could this tea be sweet too?
Song Wai glanced at him warily, "What are you doing? Talk about something!"
Don't stare at his tea!
Rong Qing snorted and decided not to look at it.
"Why, you know that too?"
I thought Song Xian would at least cover this up a little bit, but I didn't expect it to come to old man Song. Tsk tsk tsk.
But Old Man Song wasn't looking for trouble, so why was he looking for me?
Song Wai took another sip of tea cherishingly.
"Do you know where that man came from?"
Rong Qing: "Why are you asking this? Are you going to throw a million dollars in his face to make him leave Song Xian?"
Song Wai: "Bah! Isn't that a bargain for him?"
Rong Qing was bored. "Then you can't be asking him about preparing for another male daughter-in-law, right?"
Song Wai glared at him. "What nonsense are you talking about? I just want to see what kind of drug he gave to that idiot Song Xian! Song Xian has been distracted during meetings recently, and his phone always rings at inopportune times. I checked and it's all caused by that man named Xiao Ziqi."
The little white lotus is really powerful!
Rong Qing couldn't help but think.
But does Song Xian really not want to make money anymore? Although he is the crown prince now, he has not officially ascended the throne yet. The throne is not even stable yet, so he dares to act like a troublemaker?
Tsk tsk tsk, so, the first generation of rich people like the domineering president is better.
Although I am a little tired, I have Mr. He who is omnipotent to help me. At most I can get a bonus, but it is not as comfortable as taking care of a family.
"Just go ahead and investigate. Why are you asking me about Xiao Ziqi's affairs?"
He has no real relationship with Little White Lotus.
Song Wai glared at him angrily, "If I could find out, would I still come to ask you?"
"Besides, I mainly want to ask you something else."
"oh?"
Rong Qing felt a little curious because of his mysterious look.
"What's up?"
Can Old Man Song still come and ask him?
After taking a few sips of tea, Song Wai took out a few photos and handed them to him, and then handed him a folder.
"That's you in the photo, right?"
Rong Qing took it and took a look.
It's him, but it's not him.
The ones in the photo are the domineering boss and the little white lotus.
"You found out about me?"
Rong Qing narrowed his eyes.
A sense of oppression gradually began to emanate from him. If anyone could find out something about him and act as if nothing had happened in front of him, then his position as a domineering CEO would be in vain.
Sighing in his heart that Rong Qing was indeed much better than his stupid son, Song Wai pushed the document away.
"This is an apology and also a reward. As long as you tell me one thing, it will be yours."
There was a little pain on his face as he pushed the file.
Rong Qing took it and flipped it.
Wow, old man Song is quite generous. Although this deal is not as good as the cooperation signed with Song Xian before, it is directly delivered to me. Who would complain about getting something for free?
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
For the sake of money, even if Old Man Song wanted Xiao Ziqi's measurements, he would tell him everything he knew!
"Ahem," Song Wai cleared his throat and lowered his voice slightly, "I just want to ask, how did you get rid of this Xiao Ziqi?"
According to what he found out, Rong Qing was just like Song Xian, completely obsessed with Xiao Ziqi. But recently, he immediately became disgusted with Xiao Ziqi and became like a completely different person.
As long as he knew the method, would he still have to worry about that idiot Song Xian continuing to be bewitched?
You're asking this?
Rong Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, quite interesting.
"It's quite simple, but Song Xian may not be suitable for this method."
He said slowly.
I'm not lying, Song Xian is indeed not very suitable.
Song Wai didn't believe it and thought that his salary was not enough.
He gritted his teeth and reported another place name, which was a small company he had invested in before.
"How about this as a tie?"
"make a deal!"
Don’t miss it!
Rong Qing agreed immediately.
He motioned to Old Man Song to come closer and listen, and Song Wai came over with an expectant look on his face.
Rong Qing whispered a few words.
Song Wai's face began to turn dark.
Rong Qing took out his cell phone again and showed him the screen saver.
Song Wai's face was dark with purple.
"Trust me, it's guaranteed to work!"
Rong Qing patted his chest confidently and quickly put the folder under his armpit.
"If the hook you mentioned works, give it to me. If it doesn't, then it will be my apology!"
Having said that, he slipped away.
Only Song Wai's face was left, changing from blue to purple, and then from purple to blue.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said hatefully.
"You still want a small company, I'll be lucky if I don't beat you to death!"
He actually said to let Song Xian do the bottom one! He also said that he was the same, and if I believed his nonsense, I would be a donkey!
Rong Qing left the Song family happily with the documents in his hand. He picked up his cell phone and thought about sending a message to the little wolf dog.
"I made some money thanks to you today, so I'll give you a red envelope."
After waiting for so many days, Lin Ji finally noticed that his phone was ringing.
He pretended to pick up the phone casually, and clicked on the message with anticipation in his eyes.
What?
After clicking it, a hint of disappointment flashed across Linji's eyes, and then a hint of suspicion appeared in his eyes.
Then, he felt his phone vibrating wildly.
It was Rongqing who gave him a red envelope.
Moreover, they are sent one after another.
The screen was soon filled with a whole page of red envelopes.
Lin Ji subconsciously wanted to click on one, and a red envelope popped up in the pop-up window: 520.
Looking more closely, the blessing message on the red envelope reads: "Please share your photo."
After hurriedly turning off his phone, Lin Ji picked up the script and smeared it on his face.
Shameless! ! !
He felt a little irritated. The breath he exhaled was scalding hot, and it bounced off the script and floated over his head, making his whole head a little unclear.
No, he couldn't do this anymore.
No matter what Rong Qing was thinking, he shouldn't be the first to waver.
Besides, what if Rong Qing is really just playing around?
Just like how he cared so much about Xiao Ziqi before, didn't he still give himself 30 million and give him the leading male role?
Lin Ji, wake up.
"Teacher Lin Ji, the director is calling you."
Someone shouted outside the lounge door.
"Please tell the director that I'll wash my face and come right back."
After quickly recovering, Lin Ji put down the script, picked up his phone and took a look at the red envelopes.
After thinking about it, he opened the red envelopes one by one.
Then, they sent them back one by one.
"Um?"
Rong Qing was puzzled. Who would send him so many messages at once?
Open the phone and take a look.
Huh?
Why did the little wolfdog send the red envelope back?
He was confused and called directly.
Lin Ji hesitated for five seconds, sighed, and answered the phone with a hint of expectation in his eyes that he didn't even notice.
"how?"
Sexy, deep and magnetic!
The little wolfdog’s voice is still perfect today!
After Rong Qing finished appreciating it, he asked directly.
"Why did you send the red envelope back?"
Lin Ji "..."
"I didn't do anything, it's not good to receive so many red envelopes."
He said honestly.
Rong Qing hummed twice, "Okay."
After thinking about it, he simply told him about it.
"You didn't do nothing. Look, you played a big role. If it weren't for you, I might still be in Xiao Ziqi's hands, just like Song Xian, the fool. So I will give you a red envelope later. Don't give it out again."
The red envelope he sent back was sent back, so he couldn't experience the joy of being a boss at all!
It would be too cruel to hinder his happiness!
Rongqing sighs.
What do you mean he didn't do anything?
What role did he play?
So Rong Qing didn't fall into Xiao Ziqi's hands now, then whose hands did he fall into?
Lin Ji felt that these words were like firecrackers exploding in his ears, making him lose his mind.
Otherwise, why would he feel that these words sounded like Rong Qing was saying sweet words to him!
The author has something to say to my dear brother Rongqing, it is indeed your illusion.
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