Reborn Global Godfather

At the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, the climate in Zhonghai is cold!

Su Yourong was even colder on the broken iron donkey.

Song Sanxi rode so fast that Su Yourong's hair was flying in a mess.

The cold wind cut his face.

She has countless resentments and stubbornness in her heart, so she doesn't hide behind him or approach him.

The car seat cushion is rotten, leaving only the steel frame, and the buttocks are bumpy and painful.

Song Sanxi soon realized something.

"Cold?"

Su Yourong ignored him.

"Hold me when it's cold."

Su Yourong stretched out his hand subconsciously, but then retracted it without hugging.

"Butt hurts?"

Su Yourong still ignored him.

Isn't it for the full attendance of the quarter to perform so hard?

I don't think about it!

Song Sanxi's face turned pale, and his hair was disheveled. He said, "It's really cold. It's not like a human life these days. Ms. Su Yourong, we really need to get a trolley."

"Why did you go early? Didn't the family have a car before? If not..."

Su Yourong couldn't continue speaking, her heart ached and she hated it, she really wanted to punch him twice in the back.

Afraid of offending him, he was beaten in vain.

This face hasn't been swollen for a while since I went to work.

At that moment, Su Yourong suddenly went dark, and Su Yourong screamed.

Song Sanxi rolled up her coat to cover her upper body.

The heat from the man's body, with the fragrance of soap, rushed towards him, and he had to feel comfortable.

"That's it, hold on to your coat, stubborn lady."

Song Sanxi speeded up, the engine hummed, the race car blasted the street, and black smoke billowed from the rear row.

The coat flew up, but Su Yourong still grabbed the hem of it.

It's much better to hide in the coat.

Smelling the smell of soap, the scum who always smells of tobacco and alcohol, finally smelled good.

And he is so ruthless.

There is a white shirt inside the coat, let the wind blow, isn't it cold?

"You deserve it for being so cold!" Su Yourong complained in a low voice.

Song Sanxi: "Well, scum, a prodigal son, you should be scolded!"

"You...crazy!"

Su Yourong felt that this husband might indeed be crazy...

……

In half an hour, they rushed to the suburbs, the gate of the Sanyuan Electric Factory.

Song Sanxi looked around.

It has been more than ten years since I left this city, but I have been following its development.

In the previous life, this factory area and the wasteland behind it became a large-scale real estate in the second half of 2011. In 12 years, the average price exceeded [-], and three years later, it reached [-].

"This land, you can think about it carefully." Song Sanxi stretched out his hand and gestured in a big circle.

"What crazy talk are you talking about?"

Su Yourong looked at her husband's indifferent smile, turned around and walked towards the factory gate with a small bag on her shoulders.

"Hey! Yourong, wait!" Song Sanxi hurriedly stopped her.

Su Yourong was inexplicably nervous, "You...what are you going to do?"

"I'm fast by bike, and it's so far away. Usually, how do you come here for work?"

"Walk!" Su Yourong said angrily.

Actually, she rides a bicycle.

The hateful thing is that this husband doesn't know.

What kind of husband is this?

Song Sanxi nodded, and suddenly hugged her, feeling a little distressed, "Walking is too hard. From now on, I will see you off every day."

There were also workers there, Su Yourong was shy and struggled out.

"What are you giving me? I ride a bicycle!"

After all, he turned around and wanted to leave.

She was worried about her money and didn't want to get too entangled with him.

Song Sanxi took her hand, "Wait a minute."

Riding a bicycle, coming in the wind or going in the rain, her hands are a little rough, which doesn't match her beautiful face and sexy figure.

"Let go, so many people..."

Su Yourong couldn't break free, she lowered her head, blushing up to the neck.

The freshly used facial cleanser is fragrant, wafting with the cold wind, a little sultry.

Song Sanxi took a deep breath of the fragrance, "For Zhang Hongmei's money, for Tiantian and my younger sister's expenses, I will go and find a way. You work hard, I..."

"What can you think of? To steal, to rob, or to gamble again?"

Song Sanxi smiled slightly, "Do you really have no money with you?"

"What are you doing?" Su Yourong was about to cry, frightened and pitiful, "I only have five yuan left, Tiantian wants to eat big candied haws. Tomorrow, I was going to pay her at noon and pick her up. Buy her a gourd. Do you want the five yuan too?"

"Hmm... It's not good for children to eat too much sugar..." Song Sanxi looked serious.

"Song Sanxi!!!" Su Yourong broke down, screaming, crying, and angrily raised her head, "You want to grab five yuan too! Are you still human? Are you still a father? You..."

This is sour.

The workers at the factory gate surrounded them.

"Oh my god, is this You Rong's husband?"

"Five dollars? Disgusting!"

"I have hands and feet, so I don't know how to earn them?"

"It's really shameless for a big man not to support his family, but to ask women for money..."

"You Rong is so beautiful, who can't ride in a luxury car? This broken iron donkey is not as beautiful as my pedal..."

"..."

Su Yourong couldn't take it anymore, pushed aside the crowd, and ran into the factory wiping away tears.

In the security room, Zhou Wenbing, the security captain who waited for her every day, rushed over when he saw her.

"You Rong, who bullied you?"

"Do you tube!"

Su Yourong pushed Zhou Wenbing away, and ran over to the factory area.

Zhou Wenbing looked at Song Sanxi outside the door, and rushed over, "You! Who! Stop!"

Song Sanxi was a little depressed, but actually only wanted to borrow one yuan to make some money.

It only costs a dollar.

Who knew that Su Yourong didn't give him a chance.

Amidst the crowd's chatter, he mounted the broken iron donkey and started it.

Forget it, for a dollar, there is still a way.

Looking in the rearview mirror, he secretly sneered...

He knew that there were two society thugs on scooter who had been chasing him, but got thrown too far.

Just as he was about to leave, Zhou Wenbing blocked him.

"Who are you? Why do you bully Yourong?"

Song Sanxi looked at this guy.

He is 1.8 meters five, tall, mighty, with straight features.

"Mr. Zhou Wenbing, I am Yourong's husband, don't you remember?" Song Sanxi smiled lightly and said very gently.

"You... are Song Sanxi?" Zhou Wenbing frowned, not sure.

In the factory, not many people knew about Su Yourong's family, and he was one of them.

Song Sanxi, who fought last time, was slovenly, ugly, bowed and shoulders, extremely vulgar.

Why are you so handsome and polite today?

This is not alone at all!

Song Sanxi nodded: "It is indeed me. Are you her suitor? If so, if I treat her sincerely, I can divorce her and wish you all the best."

Brother Xi, who was once strong, really only had sympathy, pity, and guilt for this body for Su Yourong.

What he loves is still his fiancée Ye Xiaoyu.

Even now, she is still young and lives in Zhonghai, so she doesn't know the exact place.

As for the fact that Zhou Wenbing had beaten him, it didn't exist. It was this body that was suffering, not him.

Zhou Wenbing was stunned...

At the gate of the factory, there was a shock.

There is actually a gift for his wife?

That is... a very beautiful wife!

This man...fucking like green on his head?

Everyone looked at Zhou Wenbing, and then at Song Sanxi.

Song Sanxi didn't blush at all, and smiled calmly, "Mr. Zhou Wenbing, remember to tell my wife that I will pick her up after get off work. She is... still my wife."

After all, he left on an iron donkey.

Zhou Wenbing was embarrassed at that time, and yelled at Song Sanxi: "What are you talking about? Don't insult me! But you sorry Yourong scum, if you dare to beat her and bully her again, I can beat you again once!"

Song Sanxi went away, raised his hands in the wind, and made an ok gesture chicly.

Behind him, there was another shock.

This man, is he crazy?

Wait, he was beaten by Zhou Wenbing?

He still looks like he doesn't care, it's really bloodless!

Zhou Wenbing and Su Yourong...Huh?

Do you really have legs?

……

10 minutes later, in the suburbs, in a narrow alley.

Song Sanxi got out of the car and was blocked.

The pedal motorcycles of two social gangsters are blocked front and rear.

Song Sanxi looked around, smiled lightly, and shook his head, "You two little brothers, what are you two doing?"

"Damn! Don't pretend you don't know!"

"I really don't know." Song Sanxi spread his hands helplessly.

"I borrowed money from Sister Zhang, and you two ran away without paying it back. You ran so fast! Can you run away?"

"Sister Zhang told us to beat you up before we talk. Now, do you understand?"

Song Sanxi nodded and said with a smile, "Understood, thank you."