Chen Weidong turned around and saw a tall man standing outside the courtyard gate. He looked to be in his thirties or forties, and he had a stern look on his face. He was probably not a good person.
Mrs. Song was originally smiling, but upon hearing this voice, her expression immediately changed. It was obvious that she knew the person coming and had a close relationship.
The man walked in swaggeringly, ignoring Chen Weidong and others. When he came up, he pointed at Song Jia and cursed: "Song, I know what your plans are. Don't think that I won't be able to find you if you don't go back to your home in the city after get off work." You guys, I picked this house originally, where can you hide, you little bitch?"
Mrs. Song's face was ashen and she gritted her teeth and said nothing.
The man added: "I sent a few brothers to guard here, and you really caught me! Let me tell you, from now on, I will keep these little tricks away. Hmph, you want to play tricks in front of me.
,dream!"
Chen Weidong frowned, Xiaoyun and Xiaoxue were also stunned. Listening to the meaning of these words, could this guy be the legendary Mr. Song?
To be honest, Chen Weidong didn't believe it, because this man looked vicious and spoke viciously, and he didn't look like a serious person. Song Jia was said to be a businessman, and his business scale seemed to be quite large. He was also fair-skinned, beautiful, and full of charm.
, can be called a model of the young-mature-female category. When these two people are put together, it doesn't look like that.
Besides, Mrs. Song is well-educated, witty, and obviously a well-educated person. Can she tolerate a man who talks dirty words and give birth to a cute little shota like Xiaozi? That’s nonsense...
Just as he was thinking about it, Song Jia spoke up: "Don't bully others too much. I have already transferred part of the shares to you. What else do you want?"
"Oh, what do you mean? You transferred part of it to us. It seems like you are a great kindness and we should kneel down and thank you immediately. Bah! This company originally belongs to our Song family. You, a foreigner,
Just because you have added a boy and a half to the Song family, you are just trying to fight for power and gain something for nothing?"
"Song Dongqiang, please be careful with your words. How come the company has become unique to the Song family? When Yuanjia Real Estate was established, Yuan Qi and I borrowed 100,000 yuan from you, but you should ask yourselves, when the company is established
Did I treat you badly after that? You are all shareholders of the company, occupy seats on the board of directors, and sit on dividends every year. Did I say anything? You..."
"Damn it, how can you say that bitch?" Song Dongqiang was furious and kicked the flower watering kettle in the yard away. "The company was founded by the second son of our family, do you understand? Song Yuanqi can pronounce the three words
No? You little slut, just because you have some good looks and have been running errands for the company for a few years, you just want to take over the family background left by the second child? Let me tell you clearly: No way!"
"You..." Song Jia was so angry that she was shaking all over and could not speak.
Chen Weidong had roughly figured out the situation at this time. Mr. "Song Yuanqi" should be Mrs. Song's husband, and this Mr. Song Dongqiang was Song Yuanqi's elder brother or younger brother.
The Song family founded a company called "Yuanjia Real Estate". Now, Mr. Yuan Qi seems to have returned to the west, leaving behind orphans and widowers. His brother is eager to "discuss" the family property.
The question of ownership has arisen.
This matter was an internal conflict within someone else's family. Chen Weidong would not go up and meddle in other people's affairs when he was full. He crossed his arms and stared at Song Dongqiang coldly, making up his mind to watch the show quietly.
He thinks so, but others may not agree with him. At least Miss Yun behaves in a very angry way. She opens her mouth and scolds: "Hey! If you have any grievances, go to court to resolve them. Kick others."
What kind of method is this? You are still stalking and stalking, let me tell you, this is illegal behavior, do you understand!?"
As soon as these words came out, Chen Weidong suddenly made a sound in his mouth, secretly saying that this family dispute has brought in external forces, and even if it was fine at first, it will become troublesome.
As expected, Song Dongqiang sneered and retorted: "Who are you? Why do you care about our family's affairs? Let me tell you, we have already submitted this case to the court, and sooner or later this bitch will be sentenced to jail! But I
I want to ask: What the hell does this have to do with you? Why are you pretending to have a green onion stuck in a pig’s nose!?”
"Okay, okay, my aunt will teach you today!" Miss Yun laughed angrily, stroking her sleeves and about to take action.
"Xiaoyun, forget it." Mrs. Song grabbed the righteous girl and sighed: "This is none of your business."
"Sister Song..." Miss Yun wanted to say something more, but when she saw Mrs. Song's face turned gloomy, as if she was pleading, she softened her heart and shut up.
"This house is also the property of the Song family. Why do you bring outsiders in? Now I give you five minutes to quickly pack your things and get out of here!" Song Dong waved his strong hand, and seven people rushed in outside the door.
People No. 8 are all tall and powerful men. They look fierce and fierce, and they are very difficult to mess with.
This formation attracted a lot of onlookers, all of whom came to watch the fun without knowing the truth. Who doesn’t know the landlord, Mrs. Song, who lives here? She was in trouble today, and many people’s gossipy minds immediately met Gan Chai.
It burned like a blazing fire.
Mrs. Song's face was pale, her lips were tightly closed, and she said nothing.
On the other hand, Song Dongqiang and his group are all very arrogant, looking at people through their nostrils, and they can tell their strengths and weaknesses at a glance.
Seeing so many people outside the door, Song Dongqiang was too embarrassed to directly attack the orphans and widowers, so he continued to use words as weapons to attack Mrs. Song crazily.
This guy is very talkative and can stir up the atmosphere. When he talks about sex, he will wave his hand and ask outside: "Guys, tell me, is this true!?"
Chinese people love to watch the excitement. It doesn’t matter if it’s reasonable or not, the key is that it’s exciting!
Song Dongqiang, an old man who has been in the market since he was a child, is very familiar with this business. Later, every time he asked a question, someone would answer it, making the atmosphere very lively.
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Looking at Mrs. Song again, the beautiful strong woman does not seem to be very good at scolding. Even if she argues, the volume is not loud. It is so noisy, who can hear clearly?
"I just want to ask, is there still law? Is there still justice? Can I, the serious owner of my old Song family, not be able to take charge of the house of my old Song family!?" Seeing that the time was almost up, Song Dongqiang immediately
Launched the final blow!
Mrs. Song's beautiful eyes were red, and there seemed to be tears in her eyes that were about to flow.
When he saw his mother crying, Xiao Zi suddenly jumped out, took out a small toy water gun from his waist, and fired at his third uncle. The strong water flow made Song Dong forcefully take several steps back.
He quickly raised his hand to cover himself.
"Damn it, you little bastard! I can't beat you to death!" After reacting, Song Laosan became furious, took a big step forward, waved his hand and slapped you hard!
"Ding!~" A golden light emerged.
[Task Tips]: Congratulations! You have triggered the plot-style task chain "Orphans and Widows". The task difficulty level is [C]. If completed, you will be rewarded with 12,000 experience points, 3 attribute points, and 1 skill point.
[Tips]: Do you accept it?
Chen Weidong sneered, accepted the task in seconds, and at the same time took a step forward and firmly grasped Song Dongqiang's wrist with his broad palm.
"Ding!~"
[Task Tips]: You are currently in the first step of the task chain, "Expelling Song Laosan". The task difficulty level is [D]. If you complete it, you will be rewarded with 2000 experience points and 1 attribute point.
Song Dongqiang felt that his hand seemed to be clamped by an iron pliers, and his wrist bones hurt terribly! But on this occasion, he could not speak out, otherwise the atmosphere he had carefully created for a long time would be destroyed, and he would not be able to stay in front of the brothers.
Shut up.
He held on tight and refused to cry out in pain.
On the other hand, Mrs. Song and others also reacted, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Stop!" She ran over and hugged her son, stumbling and her face flushed, obviously frightened.
Song Dongqiang couldn't move even if he wanted to. He was like a praying mantis in front of Chen Weidong. No matter how much he jumped around, it was useless.
He can't move his hands, but he can move other places. Song Laosan was born in the city and had many fights since he was a child. This difficulty is not a problem for him.
Seeing Chen Weidong's eyes level and focusing on the row of boys behind him, Song Laosan felt that this was an opportunity, so he kicked out without hesitation, aiming directly at the opponent's lifeline!
With a "pop" sound, Song Laosan's expression changed drastically, he covered his legs and backed away, and sat down on the ground.
Chen Weidong didn't do anything. The moment Song Laosan raised his leg, he kicked on the opponent's calf bone.
To use a saying in martial arts, this is called "predicting the enemy's plan first." Someone who has practiced martial arts for nearly twenty years can tell with just a glance which part of Song Laosan is going to move, and simply get ahead of him.
"Boss!"
"Brother Dong!"
"Aqiang!"
The faces of several big men changed, and they rushed forward to help Song Laosan up. Unfortunately, Brother Dongqiang's leg bone was broken and he couldn't stand at all. He managed to get up and was still hanging on someone else's body. The pain made him sweat on his forehead.
Even so, Song Dongqiang still said harshly: "Male Gobi, where did you come from, why are you meddling in your own business!"
"I don't want to meddle in your family's business, but I just can't bear to see some people who are too thick-skinned and bully orphans and widowed mothers." Chen Weidong sneered and touched Xiaozi's head, "This is a child, do you understand? Or
Your nephew, you don’t even let a child go. Does your damn heart grow out of flesh!?”
Song Dongqiang's face turned blue and white, and he calmly said: "So, you must mind your own business?"
"Stop talking nonsense! If you want to do something, do it. I don't have that much time to talk nonsense with you!" Chen Weidong relaxed his muscles and bones, and suddenly a heart-stopping aura filled his body - as if the person standing there was not a person.
And suddenly it was replaced by a tiger!
A man with crooked eyebrows and squinting eyes standing behind Song Dongqiang suddenly changed his expression. He took several steps back and murmured: "Weihao...Brother Tiger!?"