Chapter 486： 551: The Mysterious Mr. Xianting

Chapter 486 551: The Mysterious Mr. Xianting

Song Wei was very curious about the rumored Xianting.

This person became famous at a young age and is extremely mysterious.

The outside world is full of rumors about him.

But who he is is still a mystery.

Yu Tingzhi continued: "Leader, what time is your flight tomorrow?"

Hearing this, Song Hua chuckled, "City C is just next door to the capital, and I'll be there in an hour and a half by car."

City C is also known as the back garden of the capital.

Many migrant workers who work in Beijing choose to buy a house in City C because they cannot afford the high housing prices in Beijing, and drive to work in Beijing.

Because City C is not only close to the capital, but the housing price is only three tenths of the capital.

After the words fell, Song Wei asked, "What about you? When is your flight tomorrow?"

"Eight o'clock in the evening." Yu Tingzhi replied.

Song Wei nodded slightly, "That's fine, if I'm fine, I'll take the opportunity."

"Um."

The two chatted for more than half an hour before hanging up the phone.

Yu's side.

As soon as Yu Tingzhi hung up the phone, Fang Minghui came over and asked with concern: "How is it? Did Huahua say when you'll be free?"

Yu Tingzhi looked back slightly, "She has a meeting to go to City C the day after tomorrow. I guess she will have time after the sixth day."

Hearing the words, Fang Minghui nodded slightly, and continued: "Then we will go to the capital on the eighth day of the lunar new year."

The eighth day of the lunar month has a good meaning.

"Um."

After finishing speaking, Yu Tingzhi continued: "Mom, I'm going to Huahua's house now."

"What are you going to the capital for in such a hurry?" Fang Minghui was very surprised.

Yu Tingzhi explained with a smile, "I'm going to clean her former home in Jiangcheng."

Song Hua did not rent or sell the place where she used to live.

The house still maintains the previous appearance.

Yu Tingzhi arranged for someone to come and clean it once a week, so the house was very clean and tidy, and the windows were bright and clean.

The green plants on the balcony are becoming more and more lush.

Yu Tingzhi picked up the water bottle and poured some water on the green plants.

The climate in Jiangcheng is very good, and the seasons are like spring.

It was already ten thirty in the evening when I returned from Song Hua.

Yu Tingzhi drove the car.

Neither fast nor slow.

Right now.

boom.

When passing a T-junction, the rear end of the car was rear-ended.

Yu Tingzhi frowned indistinctly, and after a while, he opened the door and got out of the car.

The other party was a royal blue Lamborghini supercar, and the front of the car was severely dented due to too much inertia.

And Yu Tingzhi's Volkswagen tail is also very seriously dented.

After a while.

The driver's door of the Lamborghini was also opened, and a young, beautiful and stylish woman stepped out from inside.

When the other party saw Yu Tingzhi, he was also taken aback.

No other.

All because this person is Song Baoyi.

Song Baoyi was driving a high-profile Lamborghini supercar, wearing a limited-edition Chanel haute couture. She was going to attend a reception, but she didn't expect to be so unlucky that she would chase after Yu Tingzhi, a piece of trash.

Really unlucky!

Looking at Yu Tingzhi's disrespectful crowd, Song Baoyi's face was full of disgust, "Yu Tingzhi! What do you mean? Did you mean it?"

Needless to think about it, Yu Tingzhi must have seen her in the rearview mirror, so he deliberately parked the car and let himself rear-end.

Because only in this way can Yu Tingzhi have a chance to get in touch with himself.

This trash man is really disgusting.

Yu Tingzhi didn't take a second look at Song Baoyi, took out his mobile phone, and dialed out, "Come to the T-junction at No. 568 Jiangbei Road."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

Song Baoyi continued: "What do you mean?"

Yu Tingzhi glanced at her, "I have already called the police, if you have anything to say, just tell the traffic police."

Song Baoyi narrowed her eyes.

She knew that Yu Tingzhi was deliberately delaying time with her.

She knew even more that although it has been so long, Yu Tingzhi still loves her deeply.

Because the cinnabar mole is always the most unforgettable one.

And she is the eternal cinnabar mole in Yu Tingzhi's heart.

In order to make Yu Tingzhi give up and stop stalking herself like this, Song Baoyi continued: "Yu Tingzhi, listen to me, a scum like you, Song Baoyi, even if I rot into the mud, I won't look at you too much One look! So, don't waste your time! I feel disgusted when I see you!"

At this moment, two men came trotting here.

"gentlemen."

One was wearing regular clothes, and the other was carrying a briefcase and a suit and leather shoes.

Yu Tingzhi looked at the two and nodded slightly.

The traffic police also rushed over at this time, took out the alcohol detector and tested the two of them.

The results showed that neither of them had consumed alcohol.

Yu Tingzhi looked at the traffic policeman, and continued: "Comrade traffic policeman, I have explained everything clearly. There is also a driving recorder in the car. I still have things to deal with. This is my assistant and this is my lawyer. If you have anything to do with the perpetrator, just communicate with my assistant and lawyer directly."

"OK."

Seeing Yu Tingzhi's back as he turned and left, Song Baoyi frowned slightly.

What does Yu Tingzhi mean?

How did he go?

What does it mean to leave an assistant and a lawyer?

What made Song Baoyi even more puzzled was, how could he have lawyers and assistants for a waste like Yu Tingzhi?

Just ridiculous!

Just when Song Baoyi was puzzled, a man in a suit and leather shoes walked up to her and handed out a business card with both hands, "Hi Miss Song Baoyi, I am Gu Yuanyuan, Mr. Xian Ting's personal lawyer, you are fully responsible for this accident, according to statistics , you need to compensate us a total of 35,000 yuan."

Hearing this, Song Baoyi was stunned for a moment, and then said: "What do you call him?"

"Are you talking about Mr. Xian Ting?" Gu Yuanyuan asked.

Mr. Xian Ting?

crazy!

It's crazy!

He actually called a good-for-nothing Mr. Xianting.

Hearing this, Song Baoyi laughed outright.

Gu Yuanyuan frowned slightly.

Is this woman insane?

Laugh and laugh.

Thinking of this, Gu Yaoyuan took a step back.

It is not illegal for a mentally ill person to beat someone up.

Song Baoyi continued: "How much money will that trash give you to cooperate in this play?"

Hearing this, Gu Yaoyuan frowned slightly, "I'm sorry Miss Song, I don't understand what you mean."

Song Baoyi naturally knew that Gu Yuanyuan was faking it.

Yu Tingzhi's purpose of finding someone to act in this play is very simple.

Let yourself mistakenly think that he is the rumored Mr. Xianting.

This waste is so ridiculous!

She, Song Baoyi, is down and out now, but she is not a fool.

She can see Yu Tingzhi's tricks very clearly.

As for a waste like Yu Tingzhi, he can't even compare to Mr. Xian Ting's hair! How could he be the aloof Mr. Xian Ting?

Song Baoyi just looked at Gu Yuanyuan like this, and continued: "You mean that person just now was Mr. Xian Ting?"

"Yes." Gu Yuanyuan nodded.

Song Baoyi pretended to be very surprised, "Oh my God! Then I am really blind. I always thought he was a waste! Unexpectedly, he turned out to be the unattainable Mr. Xian Ting!"

Gu Yuanyuan squinted his eyes.

Before Gu Yaoyao could react, Song Baoyi took out a bank card from his bag and threw it on Gu Yaoyao, "There are 50,000 yuan here, take it and get out!"

After saying this, Song Baoyi opened the car door, sat in the driver's seat, and walked away.

She has more important things to do, so she can't waste time with irrelevant people.

Gu Yaoyuan looked at Song Baoyi's back and narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, Xiao Chen walked over from the side, sighed softly, and said, "Our husband is too low-key! If he brings that limited-edition Rolls-Royce over, who would dare to do that?" he!"

Gu Yuanyuan retracted his gaze, and continued: "Sometimes when you stand lower, you can see more things clearly."

Xiao Chen nodded, "You make a lot of sense."

Song Baoyi attended a reception held by a rich man.

Although she was down and out, she had the title of the most talented woman in Jiangcheng before, and Song Baoyi was indeed quite pretty, so many wealthy people were willing to support her.

But it’s just for raising.

For a notorious person like Song Baoyi, if he wants to become a married couple, something is still missing after all.

At the beginning, Song Baoyi was not used to it, but gradually, she got used to it.

At least now she has no worries about food and clothing.

You can live in a villa, and someone will take care of your life.

"Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry, I encountered a little incident on the road, so I came a little late."

Mr. Zhou is fifty-eight years old this year.

The eldest son of the family is two years older than Song Baoyi, and he is willing to raise Song Baoyi because he likes her young and beautiful.

"It's okay, it's okay," President Zhou held Song Baoyi's shoulders, "You came just in time. Let's go, I happen to have a few business friends I want to introduce to you."

Mr. Zhou never shy away from his relationship with Song Baoyi in front of outsiders.

After all, with his current social status, he doesn't have to be afraid of his wife at all.

Divorce at worst.

He is still the glamorous Mr. Zhou after divorce, but once Mrs. Zhou in the family loses the throne of 'Mrs. Zhou', she will be nothing.

So, even if Mrs. Zhou knew about the news, she turned a blind eye to it.

Song Baoyi nodded and followed Mr. Zhou's footsteps.

"Baoyi, this is Mr. Zhao from Huashan Technology. This is Mr. Wu from Laibao Group!"

Mr. Zhao also has a young and beautiful female companion by his side. She smiled at Song Baoyi, "I have heard Mr. Zhou talk about Miss Baoyi a long time ago, and today I finally see the true face of Lushan Mountain!"

After finishing speaking, she stretched out her hand to Song Baoyi, "Hi Miss Baoyi, I'm Lin Xiaoai."

Song Baoyi reached out and shook Lin Xiaoai's hand.

Lin Xiaoai continued: "Can I call you Baoyi?"

Song Baoyi looked down on Lin Xiaoai a little bit.

In any case, she was born from a famous family.

What is Lin Xiaoai?

Lin Xiaoai is a three-no person!

What right does she have to call her own name directly?

It's really a tiger falling into Pingyang and being bullied by a dog!

Song Baoyi frowned indistinctly, but still smiled and said, "It's fine, as long as you like to call it whatever you like."

Mr. Zhou looked at Song Baoyi, and then said: "Baoyi, go over there with Xiao Ai. I still have something to talk to Mr. Zhao."

"Okay." Song Baoyi nodded.

After the two of them left, Mr. Zhao looked at Mr. Zhou and asked curiously, "When did this happen to you?"

Song Baoyi is quite popular in this circle.

After all, the previous reputation is there.

Some people even offered a high price to have a baby with Song Baoyi.

Zhou Zhou said: "It was only a month ago."

Speaking of this, Mr. Zhou squinted his eyes, "Don't look at her looking pure, in fact, she has been played to death by Liu Manhe!"

Liu Manhe, Mr. Liu, was the first person to hire Song Baoyi.

Mr. Zhao squinted his eyes, "Why don't we change? It just so happens that mine doesn't have anything new, and I'm planning to change it recently."

Hearing this, Mr. Zhou glanced at Mr. Zhao, and said in a low voice, "Tell me a time. Let's talk about the contract by the way."

The world of adults is far more colorful than imagined.

Multiplayer games and exchange games between rich people are even more common.

Even Song Baoyi has experienced it more than once.

Mr. Zhao told a time.

Mr. Zhou nodded, "You can send me the time later, and I will be there on time."

"Then it's a deal!"

—

Han Wenyin took Song Bochen to see Teacher Zhang.

"Mr. Zhang, this is my boyfriend Song Bochen."

Song Bochen stood in front of Teacher Zhang, "Hi Teacher Zhang, I am Song Bochen, you can call me Xiao Song."

The teachers in the small town naturally didn't know Song Bochen's name.

But Teacher Zhang is different.

Ms. Zhang's son is the director of a listed company in Beijing. Since his son became well-off, he was taken over from his hometown. Therefore, after hearing Song Bochen's name, he subconsciously felt a little familiar.

It's as if I've heard it somewhere.

Ms. Zhang looked at Song Bochen carefully, "Young man, I seem to have heard your name somewhere."

Song Bochen said with a smile: "Maybe my name is more popular."

Mr. Zhang narrowed his eyes, "The so-called West and South Chen, and Chen is accused of being a treasure. Your parents must also be cultural people, right? What school did they graduate from?"

Song Bochen continued: "My father graduated from Beijing University, and my mother graduated from Sunan University."

Both colleges and universities are key 985.

Teacher Zhang nodded, "No wonder."

After a while, Teacher Zhang asked, "How old are you this year?"

"Thirty-three." Song Bochen replied.

"Thirty-three?" Teacher Zhang thought for a while, "That's ten years older than our Han Wenyin."

"Yes."

Teacher Zhang then asked, "Where are you from?"

"People from the capital."

Hearing this, Teacher Zhang nodded with satisfaction, "The locals in Beijing must have cars and houses, which is pretty good. Our Han Wenyin was a good girl at school, you must cherish her well, and you must not let her down, let alone bully her. "

"Mr. Zhang, don't worry, our Song family has no tradition of bullying girls."

Teacher Zhang looked at Song Bochen with satisfaction in his eyes.

It can be seen that this is a well-educated boy, knowledgeable and reasonable, full of scholarly aura.

"I forgot to ask, which school did you graduate from?" Teacher Zhang then asked.

"My undergraduate degree is at Capital University, and my master's and doctoral degrees were studied abroad." Song Bochen replied.

Hearing this answer, the satisfied look in Teacher Zhang's eyes became more and more obvious. Teachers like academic bullies, especially college bullies like Song Bochen. "It seems that your family is all intellectuals!"

Even Han Wenyin was a little surprised.

She originally thought Song Bochen was a master's student, but she didn't expect him to be a Ph.D. student.

Song Bochen said with a smile: "My education at home can only be considered average."

Teacher Zhang stared wide-eyed, "Is this still average?"

Song Bochen continued: "My second brother is studying at the Academy of Fine Arts in country P. My younger brother graduated from Nanqiao University of Science and Technology in country R. My younger sister is studying at Jingzhou University."

P The National Academy of Fine Arts is the top art academy in the world, and it is also the ultimate goal of every art student.

South Bridge University of Technology is one of the best internationally renowned universities.

As for Keiju University, let alone!

There are only a handful of people who are successfully admitted every year across the country.

Mr. Zhang swallowed his throat. What kind of gods are in this family?

It's too perverted!

Education level is higher than the other!

Li Yan next to him was also stunned!

Although she knew that Han Wenyin's boyfriend must be very good, she never expected that he would be so good.

Even his family members are so good!

Looks like genes really do matter.

Li Yan swallowed her saliva, and turned her head to look at Han Wenyin beside her, with a look of admiration in her eyes.

Han Wenyin is really amazing, she can even handle such a top-notch rich second generation!

Teacher Zhang looked at Song Bochen, and continued: "Young man, it is undeniable that you are indeed very good, but our Han Wenyin is also very good. You have different backgrounds. You grew up with a golden spoon in your mouth, but she is different. If Yin wants to get something, she must put in ten times more effort than ordinary people."

"Han Wenyin is only twenty-three years old this year, but she has not only gained a firm foothold in the capital by virtue of her own strength, but has also broken into a new world. You must take good care of her! You know, she was in our class back then, and she was also a class leader. Because of the existence of flowers, many male classmates secretly stuffed her with love letters!"

Hearing this, Han Wenyin and Li Yan beside him stared wide-eyed.

It turns out that the teacher knows what happened in the class.

The reason why he didn't say it was because he didn't want to say it.

Song Bochen nodded slightly, "Don't worry, I will definitely not let her down."

Falling in love is a waste of time and energy.

Once Song Bochen has identified a person, he will not change easily.

Mr. Zhang smiled and said: "Then I wish you a long time and a smooth journey to the palace of marriage. When the time comes, you must treat us to a wedding wine."

"Okay." Song Bochen nodded slightly.

Han Wenyin stood aside, her face slightly reddish.

"Teacher Zhang!"

At this moment, Zhang Xiaodi ran in from the outside.

Teacher Zhang said with a smile: "Zhang Xiaodi, where did you go just now? Come, come, let's get to know him, this is Han Wenyin's boyfriend! Didn't you clamor for chasing Han Wenyin a while ago? Now it seems that there is no Here's the chance!"

Hearing this, Han Wenyin's face was full of embarrassment.

The teacher is really sure which pot is not opened and which pot to lift.

Han Wenyin looked at Li Yan, lowered her voice and said, "How come Teacher Zhang knows Zhang Xiaodi so well?"

Li Yan is the know-it-all in the class, "Zhang Xiaodi and Teacher Zhang have always been very good. I heard that after graduation, he often went to see Teacher Zhang. He is also good friends with Teacher Zhang's son!"

No wonder!

It seems that not only students with good grades have a good relationship with teachers.

Song Bochen looked at this rival in love, and stretched out his hand to Zhang Xiaodi in a very gentlemanly manner, "Hello, I am Han Wenyin's boyfriend Song Bochen."

"Zhang Xiaodi," Zhang Xiaodi shook hands with Song Bochen, and continued, "If I had confessed to her earlier, I would have nothing to do with you."

Seeing Song Bochen's fragile appearance, Zhang Xiaodi knew that this person was the embroidered pillow.

In fact, most of the wealthy second generations in Beijing are like this.

Fancy but not useful.

Zhang Xiaodi squinted his eyes, and deliberately increased the strength of his hands, wanting to give Song Bochen a bad impression, and let Han Wenyin take the opportunity to see Song Bochen's true appearance.

Unexpectedly, he used a lot of strength, but Song Bochen's face didn't show any abnormality at all.

Zhang Xiaodi was obviously taken aback.

You know, when it comes to fighting, he has never lost.

What's going on today?

Just when Zhang Xiaodi was stunned, a sudden sharp pain came from his hand.

Zhang Xiaodi stared at Song Bochen with wide eyes.

I thought this person was an embroidered pillow, but unexpectedly, this person turned out to be hiding everything.

Zhang Xiaodi was in so much pain that he could hardly breathe, but he still pretended to be calm.

Mr. Zhang looked at the hands tightly held by the two, and joked: "You two hit it off right away?"

Song Bochen let go of Zhang Xiaodi's hand, and continued: "It is indeed a bit late to see each other."

See you later?

Zhang Xiaodi immediately withdrew his hand, squinting his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Han Wenyin's boyfriend is not only hiding his secrets, but also a big-tailed wolf.

Mr. Zhang said with a smile: "At that time, we must drink a few more glasses at the wine table."

"must."

Soon, it was time to eat.

Song Bochen and Han Wenyin accompanied Teacher Zhang at the main table.

Zhou Hao and Wang Yu are at the second table.

Zhou Hao picked up the wine glass, lowered his voice and said to Wang Yu: "Come on, let's toast your classmates."

Wang Yu still can't react right now.

Ask her to toast Han Wenyin?

Volt small and low?

This is simply impossible!

Why Han Wenyin?

Wang Yu frowned tightly, and continued: "I won't go."

She couldn't pull this face off.

Zhou Hao continued: "If you don't go, you have to go! Wang Yu, don't be shameless!"

Wang Yu took a deep breath, "What if you identify the wrong person!"

She still couldn't believe that Han Wenyin's boyfriend would be the future head of the Song family!

After all, it doesn't matter what Han Wenyin wants in Wang Yu's eyes.

University examination is not so ideal.

If Song Bochen is really the future head of the Song family, what kind of woman does he want?

Must find Han Wenyin?

Besides, wealthy families are most particular about being well-matched.

In their eyes, Han Wenyin is just a little country girl.

How can a little village girl in the countryside be able to climb up to the Song family?

Zhou Hao continued: "I'll say it again, I won't admit the wrong person!"

Even if he really admits the wrong person, he will not admit Song Bochen!

"Are you going or not?" Zhou Hao looked at Wang Yu, "If you don't go, we will break up when we go back!"

Today is Wang Yu's classmate reunion, if he went to toast Song Bochen and Han Wenyin alone, it would be a little embarrassing.

Of course Wang Yu doesn't want to break up!

With her conditions, it would be too difficult to find a boyfriend who is better than Zhou Hao!

Wang Yu reluctantly picked up the wine glass, stood up with Zhou Hao, and came to the main table.

Zhou Hao was very purposeful, ignored Teacher Zhang, and went directly to Song Bochen, "President Song, I would like to toast you."

Song Bochen picked up the wine glass, "Thank you."

Wang Yu said to Han Wenyin: "Han Wenyin, our classmates haven't seen each other for so many years, so why don't we just do it?"

After speaking, Wang Yu drank the white wine in the glass in one go.

Han Wenyin was just about to drink, but Song Bochen took the cup from her hand, and said domineeringly: "Yinyin doesn't drink well, I'll drink hers."

It would be a lie to say that you are not envious.

Girls drink about the same amount.

But in front of Han Wenyin, someone blocked the drink.

The class reunion is over.

Han Wenyin wanted to take a taxi back, Song Bochen said: "No need to take a taxi, I will take you back."

Han Wenyin said: "Don't drink and drive!"

She is a law-abiding citizen.

Song Bochen smiled and said, "My driver is right outside the door. Let's send your classmate back first."

Upon hearing that Song Bochen still had a driver, Li Yan's eyes lit up, and she immediately said, "Then thank you, Mr. Song."

"You're welcome." Song Bochen said.

Wang Yu had just stepped out of the hotel when she saw Han Wenyin turn around and get into a high-profile and luxurious Maybach.

thirty million.

Wang Yu instantly felt that Zhou Hao's S-class Mercedes-Benz was scum.

Until now, Wang Yu dared to believe that Song Bochen was really the future heir of the Song family.

Good morning everyone~

See you tomorrow mua! (*╯3╰)

(end of this chapter)