Reborn Global Godfather

Huang Changyong has just been discharged from the hospital.

He just entered the house in a Maybach that he bought from Song Sanxi for 600 million.

At this moment, screaming frantically in the study.

Shout out, there is a faint pain at the sutures.

Holding the mobile phone, Qian Yonghong felt startled, with a bitter expression on his face, "Brother Yong, I'm afraid it won't work if you don't give it."

"What? Why not? I don't believe it! Song Sanxi, that bastard, what can he do to me?"

"Because the one surnamed Song has become brothers and friends with Zhao Liangyou. Zhao Liangyou is also crazy. He lost more than 4000 million to Song Sanxi, and instead spoke for him and threatened me."

"I..." Huang Changyong's eyes were about to explode, "He, he... Zhao Liangyou... I'm a fool!!!"

On the sofa, trembling all over.

The mobile phone smashed on the sofa leather.

Bounce up and land.

When Qian Yonghong heard the movement, he sighed and called out several times.

Huang Changyong was exhausted, and picked up his phone, "Old Qian, what, give me Song Sanxi's account number! But..."

"But what?" Qian Yonghong was overjoyed, and finally this guy was intimidated by the Zhao family.

"I don't have that much cash in hand!"

"how many?"

"Sixteen million! The rest will all go to the rich man. Why don't you talk to Song Sanxi about the conditions? If I talk to him, I wish I could kill him, lest I lose my temper We... can't afford to mess with his relationship with Zhao Liangyou for the time being."

"This..." Qian Yonghong thought for a while, "Okay. I'll talk to Song Sanxi. But if he insists on you giving it, I can't help it. You can figure it out yourself?"

"All right, all right... Damn, it's really bad luck!"

Huang Changyong hung up the phone, so angry that he wanted to kill someone.

Historically, he was the only one who bullied Song Sanxi, how could Song Sanxi ride on him?

Even Song Sanxi's original 1200 million top-of-the-line Maybach Zeppelin, didn't he get it at half the price?

Fifteen minutes later, Song Sanxi's bank account number was sent first.

Huang Changyong got angry when he saw it, but Qian Yonghong called again.

"Brother Yong, Song Sanxi said, 1600 million, transfer it immediately. The remaining 400 million, I can't take a penny less. If you can't get the money, take the car."

"Damn it! He wants his Maybach? That car is less than two years old, and the original price was 1200 million. Now it's worth at least 1000 million, right? If he gives me 400 million?" Huang Changyong yelled wildly.

"Brother Yong, didn't you use that car at the time to let him lose to Wang Hui, and it only cost 600 million? Forget it, Brother Yong, the future will be long! Bear with it! It's a relationship, and it's not easy to solve it for a while."

"Damn... the Zhao family! If Old Dog Zhao is dead, can he still be so rampant?"

"Okay, Brother Yong, shall I answer what Song Sanxi said?"

"Go back, Ma's! Tell him to come over to my house to get the key!"

"Okay. Brother Yong, bear with it, we can't let that kid get well. Also, in the afternoon, he's going to play golf, and he's likely to play a round with me. Are you coming?"

"I..." Huang Changyong was suspicious, "Okay! If he dares to bet, I will accompany him to the end!"

Then, in less than 10 minutes, Huang Changyong's 1600 million was transferred to Song Sanxi's bank account.

Not long after the money arrived, there was a knock on Huang Changyong's door.

As soon as he went to open the door, Song Sanxi stood outside the door with a smile on his face.

In his hand, he carried two large fruit baskets.

"Here, Brother Yong, congratulations on being discharged from the hospital!"

These words are extremely polite.

Huang Changyong was about to cry.

With a stern look on his face, "You...don't be so hypocritical. I, Huang Changyong, can't afford fruit?"

"Oh, good..." Song Sanxi pursed his lips, and put the fruit basket by the door, "That's how it is, put it here, in case someone else's dog comes, you can eat it. Brother Yong, I have the car keys Woolen cloth?"

"Wait a moment."

After a while, Huang Changyong handed over a master key and two spare keys to Song Sanxi.

"Thank you, Brother Yong. Oh, tomorrow morning, at nine o'clock, let's go to transfer the ownership together!"

"casual."

Huang Changyong slammed the door shut.

Song Sanxi smiled coldly, and tossed the three keys in the air a few times, like juggling.

Then, leave.

After a while, Huang Changyong was indeed unbalanced.

So he opened the door again and took back two large fruit baskets.

You can't let other people's dogs eat it, right?

I didn't wash it, I picked the biggest apple and took a bite, it was so sweet.

Chewing, want to cry.

"Fuck him! My 1600 million cash, a Maybach, just exchange two of your mother's fruit baskets?"

Pick up the fruit basket and throw it downstairs.

Song Sanxi was driving out of the gate of the complex, and he could see it in the inner rear mirror.

The two fruit baskets fell into slag, he smiled lightly, hit the accelerator, the engine roared, and walked away.

The rented Mercedes-Benz e was already at the entrance of the community, and the car rental company was notified to pick it up.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Liangyou received 10 million credits.

With a sigh of emotion, Sanxi, this buddy, keeps what he says, and he does what he says!

Hurry up and call.

"Brother Sanxi, good brother, temperament, interesting, brother for life!"

"You're welcome, brother! Song Sanxi will never take back the saliva that he spit out. I'm driving, let's talk?"

"Okay, safety first!"

Up to now, Song Sanxi has 3790 million shares in stock, plus 2241 million of winning money Yonghong, Huang Changyong's cash of 7 million, and his own money, more than 1600 million!

Doing the math, when his parents were alive and before he lost his fortune, the total assets of his house, car, and garment factory did not exceed 7000 million.

Now, it's all back, and it's kind of a surplus.

Driving the car, Song Sanxi said calmly: "You scum, did I say you were lucky? Alright, let's go shopping with Yourong at noon!"

At 12:15, his car had already parked at the gate of No. [-] Middle School.

The parents who pick up the students and the security guard at the school gate are all familiar with him.

Now, it's a new car, more domineering and more beautiful.

Blind the eyes of the audience.

Indeed, the car is well maintained, like new.

Someone even recognized it and shouted: "My God, Maybach, Zeppelin, the top match is 1200 million, my God..."

Many people are going to faint.

This is 2010, what is the concept of 1200 million?

Very rich!

Song Sanxi, with a calm expression, walked into the school calmly with a bucket in his hand.

When delivering the meal to the dormitory building, Su Youxin was already waiting at the door of the building.

In those days, she was also used to waiting.

I don't want my brother-in-law to go upstairs and enter the dormitory, it's too dangerous to climb the water pipe, and she's really embarrassed.

She also told Aunt Meng, the dormitory manager, that it was really her brother-in-law who had changed and delivered meals every day.

Aunt Meng didn't quite believe it, and kept staring at Song Sanxi secretly.

At noon today, Su Youxin took over the rice bucket and handed over yesterday's rice bucket to her brother-in-law. Of course, Yang Xue and the others washed it.

She blushed and said in a low voice: "You...can you stop delivering food to me tomorrow? In the future, don't deliver food either, okay?"

Song Sanxi frowned, looked at her rosy and charming face, and asked in puzzlement, "What's the matter, Youxin? Isn't this what I should do?"