Rebirth Lives Up to Youth

Song Foxiang is no longer melancholy.

He looked at his daughter with pride.

Hee hee hee, Xiaochan is just like him, she is excellent!

So when we got divorced, the house and money could be given to his ex-wife, but he had to keep his daughter.

Over the years, outsiders only know that he has dated many women and think he is a playboy, but they have never seen how well he has raised his daughter!

Songfo Township is particularly proud.

——He will not remarry casually. Who knows whether the stepmother will treat her daughter well?

Zhao Dong was choked to death by Song Chan.

Continuing to stay in the ward, Zhao Dong's mind could no longer move, especially Song Foxiang's idiotic expression of "hee hee hee", which made Zhao Dong feel that he would lose his wits if he looked at it for a long time. He asked Song Chan to lend him a step

After talking, the two went to the corridor to talk alone.

Song Chan glanced at Song Foxiang, saw that her father had no objection, and followed him out.

There were only Zhao Dong and Song Chan in the corridor, so Zhao Dong said bluntly:

"Classmate Song, you may not know how much compensation I am talking about. It is a large amount of money, even more than your father's reward for ghostwriting my autobiography. I think the conditions of your Song family are better.

Not good enough that you don’t care about such a large amount of money, right?”

If the Song family had not been short of money, Song Foxiang would not have taken on the ghostwriting job.

Zhao Dong is telling the truth.

But this truth was very harsh in Song Chan's ears.

"Mr. Zhao, have you met my father's conditions?"

Zhao Dong nodded, "Editor-in-Chief Song is too emotional to think about my proposal rationally. I think Student Song can persuade him."

"No!"

Song Chan was particularly angry.

Having money is great, but can you bully others if you have money?

Song Chan has been favored by others since she was a child because she is the daughter of Song Foxiang. Although Song Foxiang has not created a lot of wealth, Song Chan has always enjoyed preferential treatment due to Song Foxiang's status as a talented scholar.

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The reason why the classmates in the class admire her is not because her family is rich, but because of her father's and her own talents.

Talent is sometimes more powerful than money.

Song Chan was furious, and her tone was naturally cold: "Mr. Zhao, don't always hold on to my dad's ghostwriting. What's wrong with the ghostwriting? You asked him for help because you couldn't write it yourself! You pay for his work,

Isn’t that what it should be? But the matter of my dad being beaten is related to his dignity. If you want to use money to solve it, even if he agrees, I don’t agree!”

Zhao Dong never expected that the Song family's father and daughter would have such a train of thought.

The ghostwriting money is very reasonable.

They just don’t want compensation that is more than the ghostwriting remuneration!

This is a bit inconsistent with Zhao Dong's expectations.

If there was no ghostwriting cooperation, he would not be so confident that he could handle Song Foxiang. Now Xie Jinghu is still waiting for a reply. The Song family father and daughter are actually refusing to accept the offer. Zhao Dong feels that the situation is very difficult.

——What should Mr. Xie do? Doesn’t Mr. Xie have to spend the night at the police station?

…

Before Xie Qian arrived at the police station, he received news on the way that Zhao Dong had gone to the hospital.

"Zhao Dong will persuade Song Fo Township to reconcile."

Xie Qian turned to look at Wen Ying: "I'll go in first, and you can go in later. Just take a look from a distance, so as not to be discovered by them."

Xie Qian didn't want Wen Ying to be noticed by Xie Jinghu.

"Which hospital did Zhao Dong go to?"

Zhao Dong's style has always been to throw money at solving problems.

I wonder if Zhao Dong will say that he wants to send Song Chan to study abroad this time. This is Zhao Dong's usual trick to deceive little girls. Zhao Dong said the same thing to Wen Ying, and maybe to Shu Lu, and now he has said it again.

It's Song Chan's turn, can Song Chan resist the temptation?

Wen Ying is not particularly confident in Chief Editor Song's integrity. As long as he is given enough money, Chief Editor Song will fall sooner or later.

So if you want to see the scene of Mr. Xie being detained by the police station, you have to hurry up.

"Aunt Zou doesn't know yet, does she?"

Wen Ying was worried about this, Xie Qian shook his head: "Don't worry, no one will notify my mother."

If Xie Jinghu wins, he may still have a sense of presence, but if he loses, he will be embarrassed to see his mother.

Xie Qian went in first, and Wen Ying waited at the door of the police station for ten minutes before going in.

A man in a suit stopped her: "Classmate Wen, come with me."

Wen Ying was a little wary, and the man in the suit introduced himself with a smile: "I don't mean any harm. Mr. Xie asked me to take you to see it."

"oh……"

Wen Ying changed her smile and asked, "What do you call me?"

"My name is Zhong Yong."

"Hello, Brother Zhong!"

Zhong Yong had already dealt with Wen Ying, but Wen Ying didn't know.

This is Mr. Xie's best friend in Chengdu. The information has been given to the leaders for review. Zhong Yong will naturally not neglect Wen Ying.

Wen Ying found it strange that Zhong Yong was so enthusiastic towards her.

It was undoubtedly the first time she saw each other.

But this was someone Xie Qian trusted. Wen Ying temporarily put down her guard and followed Zhong Yong to a window. Sitting in the room was a middle-aged man in a suit with stern eyebrows and thin lips.

Wow, this is Xie Scumbag!

The appearance perfectly matches the domineering president in a romance novel.

A middle-aged boss is also a boss.

Xie Jinghu only cares about appearance, and is far ahead of the middle-aged bosses Wen Ying knows. Even Qin Xianming is a bit far behind Xie Jinghu.

Not to mention Wang Jun, just because Mr. Wang is getting bigger and bigger every year, there are probably seven or eight Qin Xianming between him and Xie Jinghu.

However, when I think that President Xie can't even beat an artistic middle-aged man like Song Foxiang, President Xie's naturally aura of domineering president suddenly dimmed a lot.

The one who can't defeat a weak chicken can only be another weak chicken.

I didn’t expect that Xie Jinghu, a tyrant and a scumbag, would still be strong on the outside but strong on the inside.

Xie Qian looks really similar to Xie Jinghu.

But Xie Jinghu is such a scumbag and doesn’t deserve this face at all.

It can be seen that God does not distribute things like appearance fairly.

Wen Ying said that she only wanted to see what Xie Jinghu looked like, keep his word, and not cause any trouble to Xie Qian.

Seeing her taking the initiative to leave the window, Zhong Yong pointed to the next door with a smile, and whispered: "Do you want to wait for Xie Qian later?"

"Xie Qian can handle it soon?"

There has been no feedback from the hospital and Song Foxiang has not relented. How could Xie Qian ask Xie Jinghu to leave the police station?

Zhong Yong felt that Mr. Xie was afraid that he would spend the night at the police station.

Xie Yuping said that he was not allowed to help. Zhong Yong had to deeply understand what Xie Yuping meant - that is, follow the formal procedures.

In fact, if Mr. Xie really wants to go out, of course there is a way.

It's just that Mr. Xie wants to save face and doesn't want others to know what happened today.

When Young Master Xie came over, it didn't look like he was here to lure Mr. Xie out, but rather like he was here to watch a joke.

In the eyes of the world, Mr. Xie's behavior was extremely unfilial, but Zhong Yong could understand it.

He couldn't explain why the police station didn't let Xie Jinghu go, so he said vaguely: "Just wait, you two won't come out from the evening self-study. Mr. Xie will definitely send you home before the evening self-study get out of class ends."

Xie Qian was Xie Qian, and became "Mr.

Okay, Zhong Yong said a few words, and Wen Ying felt that the distance was being stretched again.

Anyway, no one would call her "Ms. Wen" when she went out, except for the time when she bought three houses in Shanghai... that was the treatment that could only be obtained by using Xie Qian's card.