Sitting in the office, Song Zhiyuan closed his eyes slightly, as if he was closing his eyes and meditating. Although it was not an exhaustion, he was frowning. It is estimated that there is a lot of worry in his heart.
Indeed, Song Zhiyuan does have a lot of troubles now. As a result, Chen Ping, the head of Sioux City’s emerging gang "Hongxing", asked himself to go to Sioux City the day after tomorrow. Originally, this was just a trivial matter. Song Zhiyuan didn’t need to be careful, and he didn’t even release a small gang like "Hongxing". In my eyes, "Hongxing" has developed rapidly in the past two years, and has been eyeing the listed Qingyang District bordering Sioux City, and even made bold words to take over the entertainment industry in this area. The most important thing is that "Hongxing" seems to be taking over the entertainment industry in this area. He has a good relationship with another gang named Ju Yixuan, which inevitably makes Song Zhiyuan feel a little worried and wary.
Secondly, Song Zhiyuan sent Wang Youcai and Ma Tao to investigate Zhang Er's "Mao" background after learning that Zhang Er's "Mao" was exceptionally powerful, and even wanted Zhang Er's "Mao" to join 18k, but now the news is that Zhang Er's "Mao" Er "Mao" is a poor boy, but this guy lives in the "Imperial Court Garden", which makes Song Zhiyuan puzzled.
Make good use of it. I'm afraid Zhang Er's "Mao" has a background. He came to "Blue Moon" for a purpose. Don't use it. But now when 18k is a human being, I was wasted by seeing such a person. Some are unwilling. Song Zhiyuan now feels a bit contradictory and a bit anxious.
"Boom..." Just when Song Zhiyuan felt something strange, the door of the office was knocked, breaking Song Zhiyuan's thoughts.
"Come in." Song Zhiyuan yelled softly.
"Siyi?" Song Zhiyuan hurriedly stood up as soon as he opened the door, looking at the woman entering the office with a puzzled expression. In fact, this young and beautiful woman is no one else. It is the woman who just ran into Zhang Er's "Mao" and of course the woman who splashed Zhang Er's "Mao" in the rain yesterday.
In the eyes of Zhang Er's "Mao", this woman is young and beautiful, rich, but she is still a "chicken" in the end, but Zhang Er's "Mao" did not expect that this woman is not an ordinary woman, let alone a "Blue Moon". "Chicken", but Song Siyi, Song Zhiyuan's younger sister, and of course Song Zihao's jewel in the palm of her hand, she is an 18k princess!
"Siyi, what are you doing here? Didn't I say that you are not allowed to go upstairs if you have nothing to do." Song Zhiyuan was angry and yelled at his sister. After all, this is the male guest department. After all, the influence is not good. Song Zhiyuan doesn't want his sister to be misunderstood, but what he did not expect is that his sister has been misunderstood. Of course, this person is Zhang Er's "Mao".
"Cut! It's not working time now, what are you afraid of?" Song Siyi looked disdainful and mischievous. He walked to Song Zhiyuan's side and stretched out a small hand to hold the other's arm. "Besides, I went upstairs to find my brother, what am I afraid of? Whoever likes to gossip, I will let him talk."
"You..." Song Zhiyuan shook his head helplessly. "I really can't do anything with you." Indeed, his sister is naughty, cute, unruly and "sex", she is loved by everyone, and is the jewel in the palm of his father. Song Zhiyuan really can't do anything with her. "Let's talk, what can I do?"
"Hehe..." Song Siyi had a weird look, and he hesitated for a while before slowly saying: "Brother, I heard that you are going to Sioux City the day after tomorrow. Why don't you bring me along?"
Song Siyi uttered this and Song Zhiyuan was stunned immediately, and it seemed that only now did he remember that his sister seemed to have such a relationship with Hongxing's Chen Ping. Indeed, Chen Ping is a pretty good person. He has secretly met with Song Siyi on the pretext of visiting Song Zihao many times, and it seems to have taken away Song Siyi's heart.
"No!" Song Zhiyuan rebuffed his sister's request. If Chen Ping is a gentleman, if Hong Xing did not offend 18k, perhaps Song Zhiyuan could really consider his sister and Chen Ping’s affairs, but now... at least under the current circumstances, Song Zhiyuan would never agree to his sister and Chen Ping's matter.
"Why?" Song Siyi immediately became angry when he heard Song Zhiyuan say this, shaking Song Zhiyuan's arms with both hands. "Why can you run around, I... can I just stay on the market?"
"Siyi, I heard from my brother that I have something to do when I go to Sioux City this time. Once I take care of the matter, I can take you anywhere to play."
"No, no, I must go to Sucheng with you this time." Song Siyi still gently shook Song Zhiyuan's arm, looking like a stalker. "Or...or I'll tell my father that you bully me, huh!"
"You..." Song Zhiyuan looked angry and hesitated for a while before continuing: "Siyi, brother is really something, and brother also knows your thoughts, but Chen Ping is not very "rules" recently, I'm afraid you will come. Sometimes it will suffer."
"Cut! He dares! If he dares to bully me, see how I can deal with him, besides, don't I still have you? Who dare to bully me if you have a brother?"
"Hey, I really can't do anything with you." Song Zhiyuan shook his head helplessly.
"Then you agreed?" Song Siyi looked excited, and immediately fell into Song Zhiyuan's arms. "I knew you would agree, or brother, you were the best to me."
"Get up, get up." Song Zhiyuan hurriedly helped up his sister in his arms. "You said you are a big girl, you don't know how ashamed."
"Cut! Are you my brother, hehe..." Song Siyi was proud, and stretched his mouth to Song Zhiyuan's face when he was excited, and then kissed him hard.
"Oh! It made my face all saliva!" Song Zhiyuan was angry, hurriedly wiped his face with his hand, and then said with a serious face: "Siyi, you can go to Sioux City with me. But you can't leave me for half a step, and, more importantly, you can't be with Chen Ping alone."
"Okay, I see, my good brother. Hehe..." After finishing speaking, Song Siyi walked slowly towards the gate with a proud face, but turned back before taking two steps.
"You have something else?" Song Zhiyuan looked puzzled, and for a while, he really didn't know what his sister wanted to do.
"By the way, who was that guy just now? He was in a hurry, like a thief, and almost knocked me down." Song Siyi seemed to remember what happened just now, especially Zhang Er's "Mao" An angry expression appeared on his face when he reached Lao Gao's crotch.
"Who?" Song Zhiyuan also looked suspicious when his sister said that. After all, it's broad daylight, and the VIP department is not open during the day. Who will go upstairs? Could it be Ma Tao or Wang Youcai, but these two guys also know their own sisters!
"Do you see clearly what he looks like?" Not to mention that Song Zhiyuan was really worried, but he didn't want some bad guys to break in, especially reporters.
"He... The sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks are so thin that they are ugly to death! Also, there are, "Look", "Fun" and "Fun" at first sight! You must help me next time you see him Pack him up!"
"Okay, okay, you go back first, I'll ask them later. There is no good thing for a man except Chen Ping in your mouth." Song Zhiyuan urged his sister, and seemed to think about it. The guy might be the "target" that Ma Tao found, but he didn't want his sister to continue to ask questions, let alone let the other party know the "secret" in it.
"Why, in my heart you and Dad are also big men, big men upright. Hehe..."
"Don't be fussy, let's go, let's go!" Song Zhiyuan almost pushed his sister out of the room, and then gently closed the door.
After sending away his sister, Song Zhiyuan slowly returned to his seat, and after a long period of contemplation, he picked up the phone on the table.
"Brother Wang, I will go to Sioux City in the evening the day after tomorrow. Then you will bring a few brothers with me."
"Yes! Song Shao!" Wang Youcai's voice came over the phone.
"Well, it's hard work!" Song Zhiyuan gently hung up the phone after speaking.