Rebirth: Outstanding

However, Song Tianyao immediately laughed at himself in his heart. Whether Song Chunzhong said it was true or false, whether he was a rich man in Malaya, or a veteran, what does it have to do with him? Song Tianyao should listen to those words just now. It’s a legend.

"Now that you have a rubber plantation and a cement plant, uncle, you will settle down in Malaysia as a legitimate businessman, and spend your twilight years in peace. It is very rare to be able to retreat peacefully in the rivers and lakes." Song Tianyao smiled. He put down his business card and smiled at Song Chunzhong.

Song Chunzhong also nodded with emotion: "Yes, it has been ten years since you fled Hong Kong in the blink of an eye. You have grown up from a child, Ah Yao, I can't help you, grandpa, for failing to be filial in the past ten years. Your third uncle died early again. Thanks to you and Laodou taking care of your grandpa. If you need my help in the future, call me according to the number on your business card. Although Song Chunzhong has done a lot of bad things in my life, I always I still remember the surname Song, I will not be stingy with my family."

"Thank you, uncle, but recently my business is okay. I can handle it. If you need your help, I will definitely speak." Song Tianyao leaned against the back of the chair and said to Song Chunzhong.

It is still enough to keep relatives with Song Chunzhong, and it is better to avoid talking about business or money.

Otherwise, Song Tianyao really couldn't judge Song Chunzhong's words, which were true and which were false.

"I know you will be scared after listening to what I have said, especially if you are doing business now, you will feel that my uncle who suddenly appeared may be uneasy and kind." Song Chunzhong leaned forward and patted Song Tianyao on the shoulder. , With an expression that understood Song Tianyao’s refusal: “Yes, my wife will be strange after a long time apart, not to mention that I have rarely been close since I was a child, and I don’t know how to live or die for ten years. Don’t worry, I won’t borrow from you first. Money, secondly, I won’t do business with you, and thirdly, I won’t be able to take advantage of you, but I have no children. After I die, I can write a will of the Malaysian property and leave it to you to inherit. I'm dead, and I'm standing in front of the mourning hall to take the lawyer's will. At that time, you shouldn't have to worry about me lying to you."

After speaking, Song Chunzhong got up and walked around in Song Tianyao's room twice, and finally turned to look at Song Tianyao: "Tomorrow I will visit a few old friends who have returned to Hong Kong from Malaysia to settle in Hong Kong, and I will return to Malaysia the next day. I know you guys. It's enough to be alive and live well. Your grandfather doesn't want to see me, and I don't want to show up in front of him again to annoy him, and do my filial piety for me during the holidays."

After Song Chunzhong finished speaking to Song Tianyao, he walked outside the door.

Song Tianyao stood up with a matchbox in his hand, and asked Huang Liu to drive Song Chunzhong to the nearest hotel until Song Chunzhong boarded the car and left. Song Tianyao didn't say a word to save him.

He dare not.

Judging from Song Chunzhong’s performance, his uncle’s appearance in Hong Kong must have been conspiring. Most likely, the conspiracy should be on himself. After seeing Grandpa, he was slapped and then appeared in his factory. Why didn’t he go first? Meet your parents?

In the past, especially when he shamed his companions and embezzled money, there was no need to tell him. Do you want to use it to gain the trust of the other party?

But how can a big boss who can design such a delicate game make his way of winning the trust so awkward and explicit?

Unable to guess the uncle's thoughts, Song Tianyao didn't want to have any interaction with the other party even if he had a bit of intersection, carefully pondering all possible possibilities, and after denying them one by one, Song Tianyao returned to the room to rest.

...

Under the pseudonym Roba, he went to meet Song Tianyao’s Lu Rongfang for dinner. He yawned and threw a pile of stock information on the coffee table, then leaned on the sofa and shook his neck: "Push the street, blow the water. It’s too much. It’s just a small amount of retail stocks. Even if Song Tianyao’s underwear is replaced by money, he’s only absorbed 10% at most now. There is no such thing as a snake swallowing method. The Lin family is not an idiot. Look at it now. When the stocks rose slightly due to the absorption of some people, I might be happy. After Song Tianyao reached the limit of Lin's permission, he would naturally put pressure on Song Tianyao to stop. I thought that Song Tianyao had some tricks in the stock market to absorb retail stocks. It's called Snake Tun Giant Elephant. What is the name of any company issuing new shares to absorb funds? It's called a big trouble in the palace? The street who gave me the news is also an idiot. This kind of thing wants me to explode to the Lin family or everyone knows it? Wouldn't it ruin me? Is your reputation really laughed at by everyone as an idiot?"

The surname of Lu Rongfang is not the same as that of Lu Wenhui, a well-known Chinese in Hong Kong. His ancestral home is Heshan. He first started in Nanyang. In the mid-1930s, Lu Rongfang was only a few years old because of the death of his grandfather. The family was in civil strife and his parents were in a plane crash. The dead Lu Rongfang was brought to Hong Kong from Nanyang by his elder brother Lu Rongkang, who did not want to be involved in the family property struggle.

Although the two brothers of the Lu family are not as powerful and prestigious as the local Chinese Lu family, they are also a rich family. Lu Rongkang funded a 12-storey building on Queen's Road in Central for rent. The two brothers as charterers can only rely on rent. A generous life, coupled with Lu Rongkang doing some Nanyang trading business, Lu Rongfang holds hundreds of thousands of spare money and seems to be doing nothing all day. The benefits.

"Girl Rong, let me in the morning..." Outside the door, Pan Guoyang, who had used the alias of Chris Zhuang during dinner for six, did not wait for a servant to help him open the door. Lu Rongfang said with a smirk.

Without raising her eyelids, Lu Rongfang opened her mouth and cursed lazily: "You call Miss Rong again, believe it or not, I scratch your car."

Lu Rongfang's name is full of femininity, so he is often teased by his best friend.

"Hey, what is the reason for asking me to come so early? You are an idler, but I have a job." Pan Guoyang jumped over from the sofa and sat next to Lu Rongfang, probing his hand to grab the fruit on the coffee table: " I haven't eaten breakfast yet, so why not let Pingsao cook some crab porridge to eat? I haven't eaten Pingsao's porridge for a long time."

"You don't have a servant? Ping's wife is a young age, and my eldest brother, unless I really want to eat the food she cooks, otherwise we rarely let her cook. The veteran workers in my family accompanied our two brothers across the ocean to Hong Kong, watching my elder brother marry a wife and have children. Of course, we must raise her well, and wait for me to marry a wife and have children. He wants to have porridge and go to the restaurant?" Lu Rongfang sat upright and moved his body: "Let's go, you drive me to the beak of Causeway Bay Harbor for a turn."

"Let me rush over in the morning because I want me to be a driver for you, and even if you are a driver, you won't even be allowed to eat a bowl of porridge? Do you understand human relations?" Pan Guoyang said uncomfortably.

Lu Rongfang stood up and smiled and said: "Then making money this time does not count your share."

"Girl Rong...when I haven't said what I just said, you are my best friend. Are you ready to earn some pocket money to spend, you must count me." Pan Guoyang's previous discomfort immediately turned into a flattering smile. Said to Lu Rongfang.

The two went out, and when they were about to get in the car, a black Rolls-Royce car on the opposite side had already arrived and slowly stopped outside the gate of Lu's house.

Pan Guoyang had already opened the car door and was about to get into the car. He saw Lu Rongfang standing still outside the car door and urged: "Get in the car, of course you must be diligent to make money."

At this time, the rear door of the Rolls-Royce was opened by the driver, and a young girl dressed in a simple British style walked down from above and saw Lu Rongfang standing next to the car, smiling and stopping to greet Lu Rongfang: "Brother Fang, Are you leaving home so early?"

"Sister Chun." Lu Rongfang said to the other party: "Come to see Big Brother? I'm about to go out for a drive."

"Chunmei? Nieguichunmei? It's almost summer, where's the spring..." Pan Guoyang poked his head out of the car, and was attracted by the woman's temperament. The woman who got out of the car looked more like him and Lu Rongfang. Younger, not beautiful in appearance, but slender and slim.

But the whole person gave Pan Guoyang the feeling of being gentle and quiet, dignified, just standing there, even with a smile on his face, but with a sense of alienation that is not easy to get close to. It is neither indifferent ice nor passionate fire. No It is cold or not, not far or near, but the simple and low-key dress makes the woman who is entrusted has a sense of nobility.

"Hello, sister Chun, I'm Pan Guoyang..." Pan Guoyang couldn't help getting out of the car and introduced himself to the woman: "I am Miss Rong's best friend, I..."

The woman who was called Chunmei by Lu Rongfang over there seemed to be amused by Pan Guoyang's words and smiled, nodded towards the other side, and then walked towards the Lu's mansion.

When the Yiren had disappeared in the mansion, Pan Guoyang still looked at the door with reluctant eyes, and said to Lu Rongfang in his mouth:

"Miss Rong, do you have such a righteous sister? Hey, why don't you introduce me to me. As long as you can make me your brother-in-law, you will have to help you drive every day!"

Lu Rongfang kicked his buddies on the bottom of his buddies: "Push the street! You called Chunmei! I want to be my brother-in-law? Did you give birth to a head worthy of her? You are a small clerk of the Water Supplies Department. Directors and shareholders of a bank!"