Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub

Chapter 236: I will give you all that is lost

Crown Clubhouses.

In a place where people get drunk, dream and die, there seems to be no four seasons.

It was extremely cold outside, and the bustling Long Street gradually became quiet after nightfall.

The nightclubs are still crowded as usual.

The room at the farthest end of the corridor on the second floor, where her clothes were fragrant and her temples were shaded.

The sound of dice-throwing, laughter and drink, weaves the illusion of peace.

Facing the sofa by the window, Jiang Zhengyang drank the wine in a glass in one gulp. An empty glass of wine was placed on a low brown table, causing a bang.

"I've only been on a business trip for three months, why does Huicheng seem to have experienced several earthquakes? Whoa!" Her expression was ugly and complicated, and she did not know how to describe her feelings.

Totally changed.

The current Huicheng seemed to be a different place from the Huicheng he was familiar with.

Song Group, number one in Huicheng, was suddenly on the verge of collapse.

Young master Qin, who had always enjoyed a good reputation in the circle, was as useless as before.

Song Ziyun was imprisoned, Song Shao's parents divorced, and Dingfeng Real Estate, a joint venture between Song and Yan, had not made as much money as expected, and had not been officially opened.

There was also their former acquaintance, Fu Yanchi, whose real identity was the eldest son of the Yan family, and his status was firmly at Yanqin's head.

Song Yueliang, who was always missed by him and Young Master Qin, had a five-year-old daughter.

Jiang Zhengyang wiped his face firmly.

He really didn't know what to say except one stupid sentence.

Opposite him sat Song Ziyu, and a group of famous men among Huicheng's upper circles.

Including Jiang Kai, Xu Manman and the others were there, and they were also the first to know Fu Yanchi's true identity.

Everyone had a dull expression on their faces.

As for what he actually thought in his heart, no one knew.

"What's the situation with Fu Yanchi now?" Jiang Zhengyang glanced at the silent crowd, and finally looked at the man sitting alone in the corner, "Young Master Qin, you and Fu Yanchi are cousins, why don't you invite someone over for a drink?" And drink?"

Except for Song Ziyu, everyone's eyes were on Yanqin.

Not to mention the others, those sitting here, who knew Fu Yanchi, were more or less dismissive of Fu Yanchi.

There were some people who even ridiculed and disparaged directly.

Seeing the fate of the Song family like this, those who had offended him in the past, who would not panic?

Among them, Jiang Kai and Xu Manman were the most numerous.

On the day Song Ziyun was captured, they even humiliated Fu Yanchi directly.

They did not dare to mention this matter to their family members when they returned.

If there was a chance to have a good relationship with Fu Yan, everyone would definitely dream of it.

Yanqin then turned his head, looked towards the crowd and said indifferently, "Fu Yanchi has never liked socializing and entertainment, and he has no ambition. It's easier and better suited for you to be friends with her brother than to be friends with him."

"His brother?"

"His younger brother Yanxi is also in Huicheng now. If my guess is correct, the strength of the Yan family will be handed over to Yanxi in the future." Yanqin smiled, her eyes darkened behind the lens, "Fu Yanchi left at a very young age. Jingdu, obviously did not want the succession of the Yan family. In terms of fame and deterrence in Kyoto, he was much inferior to his younger brother, Yanxi. My cousin is young and strong, has a hot temper, and is most adept at eating, drinking, and having fun. Get up, it's a lot easier."

He lowered his head and shook the glass in his hand, "Fu Yanchi, you can't control it. Many times, even I don't know what he's thinking."

Everyone looks embarrassed.

Although what Yan Qin said then was unpleasant, everyone knew in their hearts that it was indeed the case.

They could not handle a person like Fu Yanchi.

How much effort did Song Ziyun spend to take down Fu Yanchi? The dignified daughter of the Song family insisted on pursuing someone abroad and spent five years building a closer relationship. When he thought he would succeed, he was sent back to prison.

I don't even know when people start planning and counting!

Such a cunning city, who would dare to underestimate it? Who would dare to rush forward?

Comparing the two, Yanxi who was young and grumpy in Yanqin's mouth, actually looked cute and friendly.

Jiang Kai raised his glass and respected Yanqin from a distance, "Young Master Qin regards us as brothers, and I, Jiang Kai, respect you! Call Yan Xi and Young Master Yan at the next meeting, and we will definitely make him feel at home!"

Yanqin lifted her lips and raised her glass to signal, "OK, I was going to set up a game a few years ago and try to invite as many people as possible."

Everyone was extremely excited when they heard those words, and the atmosphere suddenly became more lively than before.

In the corner of the sofa, there was another person who was watching the excitement in front of him coldly. He didn't join, and he couldn't.

Song Ziyu already had two empty wine bottles in front of her, but she was not drunk.

In the past, at times like this, he would be surrounded by many people.

Now the place is empty and deserted.

this is the truth.

Feeling very depressed, and the gambling negotiations with Song Yueliang did not make any progress, Song Ziyu's mood was very bad, she threw the wine glass and walked out of the booth.

Grabbing the waitress passing by in the corridor, Song Ziyu asked, "Where is Bai Tingting?"

Following the servant's instructions, he came to the logistics department on the first floor, opened the half-closed door, and Song Ziyu saw the person inside who was rubbing the wine glass.

The woman was dressed in the logistic work clothes of the crown club, her long hair was curled up casually, and the slender white goose neck was visible as she lowered her head.

She did not enter, leaned against the door and lit a cigarette, "Bai Tingting, stay with me last night, you can open the price."

The working woman paused for a moment, then turned to look at him lightly, "Young Master Song, you are drunk."

"Ten thousand? Fifty thousand? As long as I'm having fun, money isn't a problem."

"Rolls."

"Hey," Song Ziyu sneered, leaning against the door frame, her eyes cold and silent, "Why, my Song family fell and came out, and even you underestimated me?"

"It doesn't matter to me whether the Song family is down or not." The woman lowered her head and continued to rub her cup. "Whether you have money or not, you are Song Ziyu in my eyes."

There was a long silence behind him.

The woman wiped the cup in her hand and kept it, then turned her head gently.

There was no one at the door, just a cigarette that had been damaged*** was lying on the carpet at the door.

Next day.

Song Yueliang still arrived at the Taifeng Building in time.

New Year's Eve is approaching, but he is the busiest in the company.

It is important to improve the storage processing of official affairs, plan the direction of company development in the next year in advance, and discuss and arrange annual leave and annual gifts of company employees.

Walking into the lobby on the first floor, seeing Song Ziyu following behind him, Song Yueliang did not chase him away.

When I arrived at the office, I first asked Chen Mo to arrange the work today, then read the report that had just been submitted and had yet to be completed.

It has been two hours since I finished one part of a busy job.

Looking up again, Song Ziyu was still sitting on the sofa opposite the table, calmly, her face barely showing as aggravation as it had been a few times before.

Guaranteeing the time when Song Yueliang was free, Song Ziyu immediately got up, took the newly formulated gambling agreement, and put it in front of the woman.

"I would be overweight, 5% of Song's equity, plus 5% of my private shares, plus half of Dingfeng Real Estate's property, 16 properties on my behalf, he said, and 8 plots of land."

"Song Yueliang, this time I will bet with all of my personal possessions, and I will give you all of my belongings if I lose, and I will work for you for ten years for free, in return for the cooperation project with the Yan family and the future of the Song family in the next ten years. Group status hasn't fallen."

"Bet or not?"