However, song TIANYAO immediately laughed at himself. Whether song Chunzhong was true or false, whether he was a rich man in Malaya or a big old man, what had anything to do with him? Just those words, song TIANYAO should have listened to a legend.

"Now that you have a rubber Park and a cement factory, uncle, you can be a legitimate businessman in Malaysia and spend your old age safely. It's hard to retire peacefully in the Jianghu." song TIANYAO smiled, put down his business card and smiled at Song Chunzhong.

Song Chunzhong nodded with emotion: "Yes, it has been ten years since you fled Hong Kong in the blink of an eye. Ah Yao, you have grown up from a child. I'm sorry for your grandpa. I haven't been filial for ten years, and your third uncle died early. Thanks to you and your old bean taking care of your grandpa. If you need my help in the future, call me according to the number on my business card. Although song Chunzhong has done a lot of bad things in my life Yes, but I always remember my surname is song. I won't be stingy to my family. "

"Thank you, uncle, but I can handle my business recently. If I need your help, I will speak." song TIANYAO leaned back in his chair and said to song Chunzhong.

It's enough to keep relatives with song Chunzhong. It's better not to talk about business or money.

Otherwise, song TIANYAO really can't judge what song Chunzhong said, which is true and which is false.

"I know you'll be scared after listening to what I said. Especially now that you're doing business, you'll think that my uncle who suddenly appeared may be upset and kind." song Chunzhong leaned forward a little, stretched out his hand and patted song TIANYAO on the shoulder, with an expression of understanding song TIANYAO's refusal: "Yes, my wife will be estranged after a long separation, not to mention my uncle who has never been close since childhood and has been away for ten years. Don't worry, first, I won't borrow money from you, second, I won't do business with you, and third, I won't have a bargain for you. However, I have no children and no children. When I die, I can write a will for you to inherit the property of Malaysia. By then, I'll be ready When you die and stand in front of the mourning hall and take over the lawyer's will, you should never have to worry about me lying to you. "

After that, song Chunzhong got up and walked around Song TIANYAO's room twice. Finally, he turned his head and looked at Song TIANYAO: "I will visit some old friends who have settled in Hong Kong from Malaysia tomorrow and return to Malaysia the next day. It's enough to know that you are still alive and live well. Your uncle doesn't want to see me, and I don't want to appear in front of him again to annoy him. I'll do my best for me during the new year's festival."

After song Chunzhong finished talking to song TIANYAO, he walked outside the door.

Song TIANYAO stood up with a matchbox in his hand and asked Huang Liu to drive song Chunzhong to the nearest hotel until song Chunzhong boarded the car and left. Song TIANYAO didn't say a word to stay.

He dare not.

Judging from Song Chunzhong's performance, his uncle must have a plot to appear in Hong Kong. Most likely, the plot should be on himself. After seeing Grandpa, he was slapped in the face, and then appeared in his factory. Why didn't he go to see his parents first?

In the past, especially when he cheated his companions and embezzled money, there was no need to say it to himself. Did he want to exchange it for each other's trust?

But how can a big old man who can design such a delicate game make his means of getting credit so clumsy and explicit?

Unable to guess the uncle's mind, song TIANYAO didn't want to have any intersection with each other. After carefully considering all the possible possibilities, he denied them one by one, song TIANYAO went back to his room to have a rest.

……

His pseudonym was Robert. Lu Rongfang, who met song TIANYAO for dinner with six people, yawned, threw a pile of stock information in his hand on the tea table, and then sat on the sofa shaking his neck: "It's too much to rush into the street and blow water. It just absorbs a little retail stocks. Even if song TIANYAO's pants are pawned and changed into money, he can only absorb 10% at most. There's no means to swallow the elephant. The Lin family is not an idiot. Now he may be happy to see that the stocks have risen slightly because someone has absorbed them. When song TIANYAO touches the bottom limit of the Lin family's permission, he will be happy naturally Will exert pressure to force song TIANYAO to stop. I thought song TIANYAO had any means in the stock market. Absorbing retail stocks is called snake swallowing giant elephant. What is the name of any company issuing new shares to absorb funds? It's called making a big fuss in the heavenly palace? The person who gave me the news is also an idiot. This kind of thing wants me to explode to the Lin family or everyone else? Isn't it bad for my reputation and really big "Home laughs like an idiot?"

Lu Rongfang's surname Lu is not the same as Lu Wenhui, a well-known Chinese in Hong Kong. His family's ancestral home is Heshan. He first started in Nanyang in the mid-1930s. However, Lu Rongfang, who was a few years old, was brought to Hong Kong's development from Nanyang because of the death of his grandfather, family civil strife and the early death of his parents in an air crash.

Although the two brothers of the Lu family have less power and prestige than the local Chinese Lu family, they are also a rich family. Lu Rongkang has invested in building a 12 story building on Queen's road in central for rent. As a chartered public, the two brothers can maintain a good life only by rent. In addition, Lu Rongkang does some Nanyang trade business, Lu Rongfang has hundreds of thousands of spare money. He seems to have nothing to do all day and often does nothing One hammer in the East and one stick in the west, but there will always be benefits at the end of the year.

"Miss Rong, let me in the morning..." outside the door, pan Guoyang, who used to have a pseudonym of Chris Zhuang at the dinner of the six people, did not wait for the servant to open the door for him. He pushed the door himself into the Lu family's living room and said with a bad smile to Lu Rongfang, who spread mud on the sofa in the living room.

Lu Rongfang didn't lift her eyelids, opened her mouth and scolded lazily: "call Miss Rong out again. Believe it or not, I'll scratch your car."

Lu Rongfang's name is very feminine, so she is often teased by her best friend.

"Hey, why did you ask me to come here so early? You are an idle person, but I have a job." Pan Guoyang jumped over from the sofa, sat down next to Lu Rongfang, and stretched out his hand to get the fruit on the tea table: "before breakfast, why don't you let sister-in-law Ping cook some crab porridge? I haven't eaten sister-in-law Ping's porridge for a long time."

"Don't you have any servants in your family? Sister Ping and my eldest brother seldom let her cook unless they really want to eat what she cooked. That's an old worker who has worked in my family since my parents were not married. He accompanied our two brothers across the sea to Hong Kong and watched my eldest brother get married and have children. Of course, we should raise her well and wait for me to get married and have children and want porridge , go to the teahouse? "Lu Rongfang sat up straight and moved his body:" come on, you drive me to the bird mouth of Causeway Bay port. "

"Let me come here in the morning, just want me to help you be a driver, and even if you are a driver, you won't even eat a bowl of porridge? Do you understand human relations?" Pan Guoyang said angrily.

Lu Rongfang stood up and said with a smile, "it's not your share to make money this time."

"Miss Rong... When I haven't said what I said just now, you are my closest friend. Do you want to earn some pocket money to spend, you must count me." Pan Guoyang's unhappiness on his face immediately turned into a flattering smile and said to Lu Rongfang.

The two men went out of the door. When they were about to get on the bus, a black Rolls Royce car opposite had come and slowly stopped outside the Lujia gate.

Pan Guoyang had opened the door and was ready to get on the bus. Seeing Lu Rongfang standing motionless outside the door, he urged: "get on the bus. Of course, you should work hard and quickly to make money."

At this time, the rear door of Rolls Royce was opened by the driver. A young girl dressed in British simplicity came down from it. She saw Lu Rongfang standing next to the car, smiling and stopping to say hello to Lu Rongfang: "brother Fang, go out so early?"

"Chun Mei," Lu Rongfang said to the other side, "come to see brother? I'm going out for a ride."

"Chun Mei? What ghost Chun Mei? It's almost summer. Where did spring come from..." Pan Guoyang poked his head out of the car and was attracted by the woman's temperament. The woman who got off looked younger than him and Lu Rongfang. Her appearance was not beautiful, but she was slender and slightly thin.

However, the whole person gives pan Guoyang the feeling of being gentle, quiet and dignified. He just stands there, even with a smile, but with a sense of alienation that is not easy to get close. He is neither cold ice nor warm fire. He is neither cold nor hot, not far nor near. His clothes are simple and low-key, but the women who take advantage of him have a sense of nobility.

"Hello, sister Chun, I'm pan Guoyang..." Pan Guoyang couldn't help getting out of the car and took the initiative to introduce himself to the woman: "I'm miss Rong's best friend, I..."

The woman called Chun Mei by Lu Rongfang over there seemed to be amused by Pan Guoyang's words, smiled, nodded to each other, and then walked towards the Lu family's mansion.

When the Iraqi had disappeared into the mansion, pan Guoyang still looked at the gate with reluctant eyes and said to Lu Rongfang:

"Miss Rong, you have such a good sister? Hey, why don't you introduce me to meet you? As long as you can make me your brother-in-law, you have to drive for you every day in the future!"

Lu Rongfang flew up and kicked on his best friend's ass: "jump on the street! Sister Chun is what you call! Zhong wants to be my brother-in-law? Did you give birth to a head worthy of her? You are a small employee of the water supplies department. He is already a director and shareholder of a bank!"