Song Yang pointed at the table with his finger, and Lin Cuicui quickly put down the teacup.
She smiled ingratiatingly and sat down.
Xiaofang said, "Sister Cuicui, why are you serving tea to Song Yang? He is just a driver."
Lin Cuicui said quickly: "What little driver? Mr. Song Yang is an extremely distinguished person. Don't talk nonsense. The Bentley parked downstairs is his car."
Xiaofang said: "Sister Cuicui, you have been deceived. I saw Song Yang open the car door for someone with my own eyes. He is actually just the driver of the Bentley!"
My uncle also said, "That's right, Song Yang is addicted to pretending, and he deceives everyone. Fortunately, my daughter exposed his lies, otherwise we don't know how long we will be deceived!"
Lin Cuicui looked at her cousin and his daughter as if she were looking at two idiots.
Song Yang is the man that Liu Chixiang, the richest second-generation rich man in Jinling, calls "Big Brother". How could he be someone else's driver
Lin Cuicui said: "If you slander Mr. Song Yang again, I will sever my kinship with you!"
She said this very seriously, and Xiaofang and her uncle were all stunned.
Zhou Weiyu said: "Everyone is here. Now I will start to pay everyone back. Please open Alipay to check your receipts."
Xiaofang curled her lips and said, "Zhou Weiyu, you should use Jiebei."
Zhou Weiyu frowned and said, "No, it's the money from my bank card."
Xiaofang laughed: "How much money can your family have? You are pretending to be so rich."
Song Yang said, "Xiao Fang, you weren't pleased just now, right? Why are you still showing off your superiority?"
Xiaofang's face changed and she said, "Song Yang, don't think you're afraid of me just because you can hit me. I have a foreign boyfriend worth tens of millions. Be careful or I'll find someone to teach you a lesson!"
Song Yang said disdainfully: "What's a foreign boyfriend? I can crush him to death with just one finger."
Xiaofang didn't expect him to say that.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Song Yang, you only know how to brag. How much money do you have? You actually said that my boyfriend's net worth of 10 million is nothing!"
Song Yang said, "It's more than you think anyway. Let's put Wei Yu's repayment aside and I'll give out red envelopes to all the relatives sitting here."
After saying that, Song Yang opened WeChat on his phone and set a QR code.
He asked everyone present to sweep the floor, except Xiaofang and her uncle.
Xiaofang said disdainfully: "I don't care how many red envelopes a small driver like you can give out!"
"Ding! One million yuan has arrived in my WeChat account!"
"Ding! One million yuan has arrived in my WeChat account!"
"Ding! One million yuan has arrived in my WeChat account!"
"Ding! One million yuan has arrived in my WeChat account!"
…
Relatives' mobile phones received notification sounds one after another.
My aunt was surprised and said, "Oh my God, it's really one million!"
My cousin also shouted in surprise: "That's so much money, enough for me to save for ten years, hahahaha!"
The second uncle followed up and said, "Song Yang is really rich! Thank you Song Yang for giving such a big red envelope!"
… Xiaofang was stunned.
There are more than twenty relatives present, and each of them received a red envelope of one million yuan, which is more than 20 million yuan.
Song Yang gave out so much money without blinking an eye.
The cousin was sitting in his seat, his eyes widened in surprise. He didn't expect Song Yang to be so rich.
He previously thought that Song Yang was just the driver.
Anyone who still thinks Song Yang is a little driver at this time is a fool!
One million! Even my cousin’s family’s total savings don’t add up to that much money.
He was jealous and said shamelessly: "Song Yang, my uncle hasn't scanned the code yet, please scan it for me!"
Song Yang said: "Okay, I'll sweep it for you."
He set up a QR code and handed it over.
My cousin showed a look of surprise on his face and quickly scanned it with his mobile phone.
“Ding! Five hundred yuan has arrived in my WeChat account!”
My uncle's happy face immediately turned black.
He said: "It's only 500 yuan, Song Yang, you are kidding me!"
Zhou Weiyu said, "Song Yang didn't play tricks on you. I asked him to give you 500! When you first opened your shop, my dad lent you 20,000. When my dad was seriously ill and asked you to borrow money, you transferred 500 to him. Now I'm paying you back and we're even."
Everyone looked at each other with disdain.
My cousin's family is considered wealthy among our relatives, but they are so stingy.
Everyone has lent out at least 10,000 yuan, but he only has 500 yuan. Is that something he can afford
My uncle looked at the people around him and his face felt hot.
He couldn't stay here anymore, so he took Xiaofang and left.
After they left, the atmosphere became harmonious.
Lin Cuicui stood up and said, "Today my cousin brought Song Yang, an excellent boyfriend, here. Everyone is happy. I will toast Song Yang first!"
Everyone raised their glasses happily and said, "A toast to Song Yang!"
Song Yang smiled, raised his glass and drank it all.