Chapter 137： It's like a white chicken, so don't show it

Chapter 137 is like a white chicken, so don't show it

"Boss Song, although you have some abilities, you are not yet at the level where you can be proud of your talents."

Boss Guan's face turned cold. He is also a rich man. If it wasn't for Yanqin's relationship, how could he be sitting here and being angry with a yellow-haired girl?

He sneered, "I'll give you money from Guan, but you don't want it. I'm afraid that if you want to earn money in the future, you won't be able to earn it!"

Song Yueliang's face remained motionless, unaffected by his words.

She naturally knew what Boss Guan meant.

Yanqin also opened a real estate company. With the background of the Yan family, the land in Huicheng agreed to flock to him.

also manages real estate, Song Yueliang wants to make a living in this circle in the future, all she can do is look at Yanqin's face.

Either cooperate with Yanqin, or wait for Yanqin's reward.

She smiled faintly at Boss Guan, and opened her lips, "Chen Mo, see off the guests!"

Fu Yanchi just finished his meal, and as soon as he buttoned the lunch box, he leaned in front of Song Yueliang, his peach blossom eyes curved, "Moon, are you afraid that you will have no food in the future?"

Song Yueliang glanced at him, and said calmly, "I don't know if I will have no food in the future, but now you are eating my food."

The woman glanced at the clean lunch box over there.

Fu Yanchi immediately clarified for himself, "I couldn't eat so much before, but the rice given by the moon is too delicious."

"Moon, I think if I can eat so much every day, my body will definitely get better and better, or you can just raise me."

Song Yueliang's hands were itchy again, she looked at the man coolly.

How could someone in the world speak so confidently about eating soft rice?

The man was kicked out again.

Chen Mo sent the guests back, worry appeared in his eyes, "Mr. Song, will this matter be handled too forcefully? Yanqin is not easy to deal with. If you don't give him any face, I'm afraid it will be difficult in the Huicheng business district in the future. You can't explain it to Mr. Tang."

She is Song Yueliang's special assistant, and also the **** that Tang Lao specially invited to monitor Song Yueliang.

She and Song Yueliang are well aware of this point.

Song Yueliang lowered her eyes, "It's absolutely impossible to want me to beg for mercy. I will do what I will do in the future. I promised Mr. Tang, and I will do it no matter what."

Having said that, Chen Mo didn't say much more.

She has been with Song Yueliang for a few years, and she has a little understanding of her temperament.

Better bend than bend.

Song Yueliang is a person who would rather bleed his head than beg for mercy to others.

This kind of rigid temperament caused her to suffer a lot in the early stage. Song Yueliang can stand in this position today, not only because of her extraordinary ability, but also because of her extraordinary perseverance.

What supported her to this point was hatred.

So every footprint left behind her carries her own blood, as well as the blood of others.

That's why the name of Yasha is feared.

On the other side, walking out of the reception room, all the playful smiles on Fu Yanchi's face disappeared, and his peach blossom eyes were cold and dark.

Taking Song Yueliang's phone in the office, the man went to the bathroom and dialed the number casually.

It rang for a long time before someone answered, lazily, "Hello, who is it?"

"I, Fu Yanchi."

There was a sound of objects being knocked to the ground, "Why did you call suddenly, Cha Gang?"

"The net over there can be collected." Fu Yanchi ignored the man's teasing, and said briefly, "I want to see the result today."

"In such a hurry? What happened? It took several years to lay out these nets, and now they may be alarmed."

"When the time comes, it's not about scaring the snake." Fu Yanchi lowered her eyes, and the corners of her lips curled up coldly, "It's about killing chickens to scare monkeys."

"As a qualified boss, shouldn't you tell your loyal subordinates what stimulated your old man to suddenly draw a knife?"

"Your boss is now a family member. You can't always let others think that I am still a waste and bully my wife and children with all my might."

"Boom! Whoa! What did you just say?! Say it again?!"

"Remember this number, my wife's phone number. Oh, it's my child's mother, the heir to my estate."

Fu Yanchi hung up the phone, ignoring whether the person over there was shaken out of their bodies.

Ruanfan is delicious.

He has to save more money for his wife to support him.

"Moon, I'm so dizzy, I can't even walk a step, can I sleep on top of you?" Walking into the office, seeing Song Yueliang, the man's breath changed, and he became that shameless sick child again.

Song Yueliang had just returned to the office and hadn't had time to sit down yet.

Looking at the man who intentionally unbuttoned two shirt collars, Song Yueliang's forehead began to twitch again.

I really want to hit him.

She stretched out her hand and closed the collar that the man had opened specially, "Like a white chicken, don't show your chest muscles, okay?"

Fu Yanchi, "..."

If he were a snake, the moon would hit him seven inches now.

Don’t give me a little face T.T

"Then my white chicken, is it delicious?"

Song Yueliang was taken aback for a moment, and when she realized what the man was saying, she slapped a book with her backhand.

The jade face is red.

…

Fenced yard.

After the meal, a group of people sat in the yard chatting and exchanging information about Huicheng and Kyoto without entering the main room.

Taoxi Village and Qiqi talked the most.

As the person who has been by Qiqi's side since she came to Taoxi Village, Zhang Xifeng was questioned repeatedly, and his mouth was dry.

But she said it cheerfully.

"In fact, there are rumors secretly in the village that Qiqi is blessed, so after she came to Taoxi Village, the whole village has become better and better."

Everyone agrees with this statement very much.

Their little Baoer is naturally a lucky person.

Qiqi has been sitting under the eaves of the corridor, holding her chin in her little hand and quietly listening to the adults chatting.

After hesitating for a long time, Qiqi finally asked a doubt, "Grandpa, grandpa, grandma, can you tell Qiqi, who is my father?"

The yard was quiet.

Everyone looked at each other, and then suddenly remembered that they were happy to patronize me, and they forgot a certain important person...

"Qiqi, Qiqi! My parents are back and at the entrance of the village! Are you going to pick them up with me!" As the embarrassment climbed, the little baby shouted excitedly outside the fenced yard.

Qi Qi stood up from the eaves of the corridor, and greeted him with bright eyes, "Brother Tie Jun, your parents and the migrant workers in the village are all back?"

"I'm back! Someone ran to my house to report that my parents had arrived at the entrance of the village and came back with a lot of things on their backs!" Goudan's face was flushed with excitement at this moment, and his eyes were twitching again, "I ran specially Come to call you, are you coming? My parents must have bought delicious food, and I will share it with you!"

"Go, go! Go, or they'll all be home!" Qiqi nodded, picked up the dog and ran out, not forgetting to turn around and explain to the elders in the courtyard, "Grandpa, mother-in-law, grandpa and grandma, I'm going Come back after playing!"

Zhang Xifeng heard that the people in the village had returned, so he stood up and walked out, "I'll go and have a look too, the village is going to be lively today."