A cold feeling flashed through You Haoze's eyes, thinking that if I hadn't wanted to get your company, I wouldn't have prepared gifts for your old friends.

At this time, he handed a delicate gift box to Song Qingman: "Qingman, this is the gift I bought for my uncle. Do you think it's appropriate?"

Song Qingman took the gift box, opened it, glanced at it, and his eyes were lit up.

"Wow, if I read it correctly, this seems to be the limited edition model issued by Patek Philippe abroad the year before yesterday, with a starting price of 1.5 million..."

You Haoze nodded proudly.

"That's right. This was something I asked my friend to finally buy from abroad."

Song Qingman happily hugged You Haoze and kissed him fiercely on his face: "Husband, I love you so much."

You Haoze felt disgusted, but he could only bear it.

Now he just wants to grab the company quickly and then get rid of Song Qingman, the woman. But if the company has not been obtained, he must continue to endure it now.

"Qingman, you told me that day that Song Qingge wanted to drive you and grandma away from Changge, right?" You Haoze looked at Song Qingge not far away, his eyes flashing.

Song Qingman did mention this matter to him on WeChat.

Song Qingman said: "Yes, don't be fooled by her simple appearance. In fact, she is holding her heart to death."

"However, she can't think that it's so easy to succeed. My grandmother and I have to leave, but we have to take out one billion."

You Haoze's eyes flashed.

"Do you want to cause some trouble for Song Qingge's family now? If you want, I have a clever plan here."

When Song Qingman heard this, he nodded quickly.

"Tell me quickly."

You Haoze attached to her ear and muttered a few words. A hint of sneer appeared on the corner of Song Qingman's mouth...

"Okay, I'm just right here, I'll go find him."

Then, Song Qingman quickly walked to the old lady and Song Shien and muttered to them. Their eyes turned, as if they did not object, and then she walked towards the people behind her...

Not far away, Song Qingge's family was chatting.

At this time, several figures walked over with bad expressions.

These people are both men and women.

The person in charge was none other than Song Jianjun, the Song family branch who took the lead in mocking Su Changfeng at Song Qingman's engagement banquet.

Behind Song Jianjun, there were several relatives of the Song family.

As soon as these people arrived, they blocked Su Changfeng's family and blocked their sight tightly.

Su Changfeng glanced at Song Jianjun and said lightly: "You have something to do?"

Last time, Song Jianjun saw Su Changfeng teach the second son of the Zhao family a lesson, so he did not dare to be too presumptuous to him.

The target of his bringing people over to cause trouble was the rest of the Song family.

Song Jianjun looked at Song Qingge and sneered: "Qingge, why am I your elder too? When you see me, shouldn't you stand up and ask?"

Song Qingge looked at him with some depression.

Although he doesn't like him very much, he is also his elder.

After thinking about it, she was about to stand up. No matter what, she had to be able to live up to her face.

But before she could stand up, Su Changfeng pressed her shoulders down.

Su Changfeng looked up at Song Jianjun, without giving him any face: "What are you? You deserve to ask Qingge to say hello to you?"

brush!

Song Jianjun's face suddenly sank.

Although he was a little afraid of Su Changfeng's skills, he was still very annoyed in his heart if Su Changfeng didn't give him face so much.

"Su Changfeng, put your mouth cleaner. I know you can beat it, but so what?"
Chapter completed!