Chapter 120

I thought Song Zhuang was a sensible man. Who ever thought he was so confused! The brothers have put in a total of 10000 yuan!

No wonder song Qiao's mother and her brother are so shabby that people can't bear to look directly at them.

As a result, the old man of song still sat on the steps, stuck his neck and said, "Xiaozhuang, why do you regret investing money? If you regret it, put the money on my account! "

Oh, I'm not good at it. I'm not good at it.

Wu Tao was angry and happy on the spot. Song Qiao stopped crying and apologized to him: "little boss, don't be angry. My father has such a temper."

Wu taocai was too lazy to argue with old man song and said to Song Zhuang, "Uncle Zhuang, why are you two here today? Do you think my words are unreliable and come to reason? "

The question was not polite at all.

Song Guanghui was about to blow his hair. Suddenly, Song Zhuang stared with thick eyebrows and eyes, and immediately kept silent.

The relationship between the uncle and nephew is unusual. There must be an inside story.

"Little boss," Song Zhuang said with song Qiao's tone, "I lost my head when I invested money. I was afraid when Qiao Qiao said it yesterday. Today, I came to the door rashly. First, I want to hear you give us a long insight. Second, please give me an idea on how to remedy this matter. "

That's a nice thing to say.

Wu Tao patiently explained the truth of the Ponzi scheme.

"... so, to put it bluntly, this kind of scam is robbing Peter to pay Paul, and it will come to light sooner or later. Or run away with money; Or there is a run, there is no money to pay, and the bottom of the prison is worn... "

"In a word, you are greedy for small profits, while others are staring at your principal!"

Song Zhuang suddenly realized, "the little boss is really insightful. Brother Wu, your son is worthy of being a top student. He knows more!"

Song Guanghui still has doubts, but with Song Zhuang, he doesn't dare to do it again.

As for the old man song, who was outside the door, he puffed and said, "in vain, you two spent so many years in the army, and now you listen to a little boy. I don't care what he says. I only know that the Zhu family of the fifth team invested 6000 yuan before March. At the beginning of this month, they not only returned the principal, but also earned 400 yuan of interest for two months in vain! "

Wu Tao didn't have a good way: "his family makes money, doesn't mean your family can make money."

The clay figurine of the old man song couldn't help but speak with a bit of earthiness and said in a raised tone, "you're right. I can't see that we poor people earn some money, can you?"

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Song Zhuang couldn't sit still and came out of the door.

Wu Tao's face sank.

The old man of song still said, "am I wrong, Xiaozhuang? The Wu family earned a lot by farming. Is it easy for us poor people to make a living? Look at this guy, this is not allowed, that is not allowed... "

This time, even Wu Binghua and Zhang Huilan's faces turned black.

Song Zhuang could not persuade his eldest brother, but also looked helpless.

Seeing this, song Guanghui shouted: "uncle is right. The rich are afraid that we poor people will earn money and live a good life..."

As he spoke, he went outside the door. Song Zhuang was so angry that he raised his legs and kicked!

With a bang, song Guanghui was caught off guard. He flew down the steps of the porch and fell down in the yard.

It all happened in the firelight of TV. It's too fast.

But this kick was really timely. Cheer up!

Wu Binghua and his wife, who were still angry before, suddenly felt that they were angry. At present, regardless of so much, they hurried to get up and fight.

"Uncle, what are you doing?" The kick was not light, which made song Guanghui dizzy and almost angry.

"Shut up!" As soon as Song Zhuang got angry, song Guanghui only listened to his share.

"Yes, his uncle, if you have something to say, why do you do it..."

Just as a group of people were busy pulling apart their uncles and nephews, Wu Tao felt bright for song zhuanggang's foot!

Crisp and vigorous.

He has solid Kung Fu, excellent skills and good brain. At least he can hear good words.

In addition, Wu Tao was young, in his early thirties, and from the army. Wu Tao couldn't help but secretly look up to him.

While Wu Tao was secretly thinking about Song Zhuang, song Qiao plopped, knelt in front of him and choked: "little boss, don't be angry. My father doesn't speak in his head. Don't worry about him..."

In fact, everyone present knows. Song Zhuang kicked song Guanghui, probably against the rogue words of the old man song.

But old man song was his big brother. He couldn't do it, so song Guanghui, who couldn't see the situation clearly, carried the pot.

Others can see it clearly. The old man of song is naturally clear.

Now I saw my daughter kneeling in front of others. Then I hummed heavily, put away the cigarette bag and said, "son, go home!"

However, no one followed the old man song until he came to the door.

In the roar of black joy, the old man song left alone without saying a word.

The people in the yard should make peace.

After a while, he returned to the hall and sat down again.

At the same time, Wu Tao helped song Qiao up early, "sister Qiao, where can we do this?"

Song Qiao cried and said, "my father said that. It's really annoying! He doesn't think about who gave his daughter the job! "

Song Qiao's mother also sighed, "little boss, her father is generous. He hasn't seen the world. Don't really care about him."

"How can I?"

Xiaojiang didn't know where to find it. He held a big white rabbit milk candy and put it in Song Qiao's brother's hand.

Even Xiaojiang felt that the three mothers were poor. Song Qiao's mother thanked her again and again, and couldn't help wiping her tears.

Looking back, Song Zhuang twisted song Guanghui to admit Wu Tao's mistake.

Get down on your knees!

Without saying a word, song Guanghui plopped and knelt down.

Wu Binghua and his wife even said they couldn't use it. Instead, Wu Taoan sat in his position and crossed his legs. They didn't even give a hand.

Although he also felt that the etiquette was a little too much in the bottom of his heart, people with smelly mouth may not be able to have a snack if they don't learn a lesson.

Song Guanghui thought that song Qiao's treatment of kneeling down just now was not like this, so he turned his hand to him.

It was my turn to kneel down and apologize, but I was calm.

"Little boss, look at this?"

Wu Tao waved his hand, "let him go out and kneel. Don't get in the way!"

"Xiao Tao, you have to forgive others." Wu Binghua couldn't help persuading.

Before Wu Tao could speak, Song Zhuang said, "brother Wu, your son is right. I'll let him go out and kneel! "

Turning around, Song Zhuang came back and said politely: "little boss, look at this, I have to ask you to help us find a way..."

"It's not difficult to do it well. You take sister Qiao together and bring the money back! Be tough. You can't lose a dime! "

"Where's my big brother?"

"Hide it first."

Song Zhuang was also unambiguous and immediately got up to do it.

When leaving the courtyard, Wu Tao called Song Zhuang aside and said a call.

Song Zhuang's eyes brightened, "don't worry! It's up to me to eliminate harm for the people. "