Wang Zhen family.
The old butler, with his head wrapped in white cloth, stood at the door.
Wang Zhen said: "Old housekeeper, you were beaten by Song Yang!"
The old housekeeper said: "He didn't hit me, I hit the car window, it's a small problem, but I got information that Song Yang is a good fighter."
He was a ruthless man, and while he was speaking, his back was straight, as if he was not injured.
Wang Youhai nodded and said, "Thank you for your hard work, old housekeeper. Since he can fight, just outsmart him! You are a ruthless person, you know what to do!"
The old butler nodded and left.
Wang Zhen said, "Dad, Song Yang is favored by Ran Lianyi of the Song Group, and he is also having an affair with my ex-girlfriend Zhang Huiyao. He has the support of money and news, so we must be careful when dealing with him."
Wang Youhai said, "My son, don't worry. I have an appointment with Wang Liqian to play golf today. We can talk about Song Yang later."
Wang Zhen nodded and said, "Dad, go ahead and ask her out for me. I have prepared two million."
Wang Youhai looked at Wang Zhen and said, "Two million is not enough. Wang Liqian is participating in the 1 billion-dollar fantasy movie "Martial Universe". The price has risen to five million."
Wang Zhen smacked his lips, chickens are so expensive!
Song Yang and Liu Chixiang agreed on a time for dinner and then left.
Liu Chixiang had been at the bottom of the wealthy class for too long and felt too depressed. Suddenly, he had connections and his self-confidence swelled.
Song Yang told him to vent some of his emotions, as it would be a way of helping his brother, otherwise holding it in would be bad for his physical and mental health.
Song Yang went to see Xia Yumeng.
After not seeing him for a few days, Xia Yumeng thought that he had lost weight and his eyes were watery.
Song Yang and Xia Yumeng closed the door and talked for half an hour before coming out.
After being comforted by Song Yang, Xia Yumeng felt much better, her cheeks flushed, and she looked very beautiful!
Excited messages from the audience in the live broadcast room.
"Kao Kao! The camera was turned off again!"
"Anchor Mujiji!"
“I wish the host Yang Wei a happy birthday!!”
"The anchor is too selfish, he always eats alone!"
"Scrappy anchor!"
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Song Yang laughed and took a walk in the garden with Xia Yumeng.
Xia Yumeng said: "Summer vacation is coming soon. I want to go back to Jinling. Will you go back, big brother?"
Song Yang said: "It depends on the situation. If everything is fine, I will go back."
Xia Yumeng nodded. As long as Song Yang was by her side, she would be satisfied.
After talking for a long time, Song Yang left.
In the evening, Song Yang went to attend Liu Chixiang's banquet.
Liu Chixiang attached great importance to the dinner and used his connections to book a private room at the Hauge Hotel.
Song Yang walked from the presidential suite to the gate and just saw Liu Chixiang driving over.
He was also bringing someone with him.
This man was wearing glasses and was in his forties. He walked with his hands behind his back and gaited in a zigzag manner, looking very stylish.
When Liu Chixiang saw Song Yang, he said, "Brother, you came early."
Song Yang said: "I live nearby."
The man in his forties coughed.
Liu Chixiang patted his forehead and said, "Brother, I forgot to introduce him to you. This is Wang Qiong, the cousin of a program director at Kyoto TV. I asked him to invite Song Qianqian. He is the honored guest tonight!"
Song Yang laughed and said, "Really? That really shows that you have a wide network of contacts."
Wang Qiong raised her lips and said, "Xiao Liu, although my cousin is the program director, I want to keep a low profile, so please stop talking."
Liu Chixiang said: "That's right, let's go in, I have booked a private room."
After saying that, Liu Chixiang went to find a waiter to lead the way and led Song Yang and Wang Qiong to the private room.
Wang Qiong looked at Song Yang and said, "Xiao Liu's friend, heard about you?"
Song Yang said: "I don't have a job."
Wang Qiong put his hands behind his back, frowned and said, "It's hard to handle this without a job."