When Song Ye came to the Meng family for the first time, some of the servants in the old house had already been dismissed. As soon as the news of the Meng family's bankruptcy came out, all the people who wanted to cross the threshold of the Meng family disappeared, which is rare in an antique house. A moment of loneliness.
Meng Ziheng was cooking tea in the yard facing the gate, wearing a green cloth cannon that scorched his face. Even the plum blossoms beside him couldn't match his handsomeness and pride. No matter what he did, he had the flavor of a scholar. He was a true scholar. of literati.
When she was a guest for the first time, she also learned to reciprocate with some courtesy. She brought over a pound of Dahongpao from Xu Fangsheng, which made Meng Ziheng laugh. "When did you also learn this superficial skill?"
"It's not strange to be polite to many people. Besides, I have always been very polite when dealing with business partners." Song Ye carried the things to the table, sat across from him, picked up the cup and took a sip like a cow's drink. The weather was cold and the warm tea was After eating it, I finally drove away a trace of the coldness.
Meng Ziheng saw her natural and unrestrained behavior, but he didn't say anything. He rolled up his sleeves, held the cup in his right hand, drank three sips of a cup of tea, and drank it very elegantly.
Song Ye once again looked at the friend who had confessed to him for the first time. He truly felt that this person was good enough and outstanding enough, but he was obviously not on the same track as him.
She was a person who climbed up through the turmoil and was able to stuff a steamed bun into one mouthful when she was poor. Meng Ziheng was a young man who grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth and would savor the tea even if he was down and out.
Thinking that he was an old tree blooming and could make the young girl's heart flutter, Song Ye suddenly felt funny, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, turned around and handed over the contract in his hand, "The document is in duplicate. According to our prior agreement, As agreed, I will invest 10 million for you to rectify the Meng family, and you will use your connections to help Yufu Jewelry build an antique street."
Even brothers know how to settle accounts, let alone someone like Song Ye who doesn't do business at a loss.
When she first saw the Meng family, she had actually already thought about integrating antiques and jadeware to create an antique street, which would open up new markets and integrate resources more intensively.
"Haha, when I first heard what you said, I still couldn't believe it." Meng Ziheng took the document and glanced at it roughly, without looking at the terms in detail, but when he glanced at the amount of 10 million , let out a low laugh, "You casually accepted 10 million in betting funds. Those people in school who rumored that you cling to powerful people are probably really blind."
It's really ridiculous to think that I thought Song Ye was a pretty boy who got paid to do things.
Song Ye didn't care about this, "I won't be offended if others say more, but after this semester, I will transfer to another school. When the time comes, I will let someone else contact you about the antique street." .”
What? Meng Ziheng was stunned for a moment. He was caught off guard by the sudden news. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed the other person's small hand on the stone table, "Is it because of what I said that day? Song Ye, I said it, and I take it back. Yes, I promise you."
He was eager to express his feelings and held Song Ye's hand tighter and tighter.
This look of eagerness to prove was actually a sign that there was no three hundred taels of silver in this place. Song Ye sighed and gently pulled his hand out, "It has nothing to do with you. I have some things to deal with."
"But..." Meng Ziheng opened his mouth. She cleared the relationship with one word, but could not find any other excuse to stay. In the end, he could only sigh dejectedly and asked in a low voice: "Do we have to leave?"
"Well, we have to go." Song Ye lowered his eyes and focused on the plum blossoms falling on the ground. She wants to transfer school, but in fact it really has nothing to do with Meng Ziheng. The Ye Gang and the company are gradually expanding, and many things really require her to follow up. What's more, there is Wang Zhengnan on Shi Yigao's side who is always communicating with Qin Zhan. , she was afraid of being caught.
"Well, I still hope you can come back more often. Although we haven't been together for a long time, everyone likes you very much." To no avail, Meng Ziheng could only say a few words of farewell. This time, his love was purely Love from the perspective of a friend is pure and beautiful.
"Yeah, okay." Song Ye also smiled slightly. Although there were constant rumors as soon as she entered Shi Yigao, she still recognized Wang Qianqian, Gu Yitong and others and treated them sincerely as friends.
After talking about the matter, before going out, Song Ye saw Fu Tong'er walking slowly under the courtyard corridor, carrying something.
What surprised her was not the coarse linen clothes the other party was wearing, but the humble posture in which she was kneeling forward.
Song Ye raised his eyebrows slightly and silently asked Meng Ziheng with his eyes. The latter smiled coldly without turning his eyes away, "She is unwilling to leave and is willing to use this method to atone for her sins, and she doesn't know who she is doing it for. "
Song Ye saw that he had no sympathy for him and had no intention of saying anything more. He turned around and walked out of the door.
Although Fu Tong'er was smart, she didn't live a free and easy life. She was too obsessed with the Meng family and Meng Ziheng, which destined her to fail.
Half a month before the Spring Festival, the final exam came with great fanfare. After conquering the numerous test papers like snowflakes, students at each level exhausted all their brain cells, threw away the books in their hands, and wanted to pack their things immediately. Go home and sleep for three days, and then take good care of the hair that was pulled out during this period of time.
Song Ye's travel plan has also been delayed due to the Spring Festival, and there is still a child at home. She can only continue to remotely control the processes of all industries, and then sit at home and watch the chaos happening every day. .
That's right, it's all a matter of fact.
Because Bai Wenbo was too young, Song Ye didn't take him to a bloody place like Ye Gang. After much thought, he took him home. When he got up the next morning, he saw Yunhua and the child on the sofa. The big eyes stared at the small eyes, and they were almost ready to fight.
Although the explanation was clear in the end, Yunhua, who had always been good-tempered, seemed to be at odds with the child. They started fighting each other as soon as they met. As a result, even during the holidays, the home became the most unpeaceful place.
"Are you sure your IQ is not holding back the people?" No, the company is on holiday, and everyone is at home. Yuan Song and Yun Hua were playing chess, but Bai Wenbo also joined in. With his feet, he stunned everyone in the room, but he refused to attack anyone, he just wanted to target Yun Hua.
"Kid, it's no big deal that you can play a few games of chess. You have to be humble, do you understand?" Yun Hua twisted his neck and felt aggrieved. If it had been Yuan Song opposite him, he would have been ravaged by her long ago.
As a result, the child straightened his body and said, "Then whatever you want to compete with, I will accompany you."