Chapter 7 Who gave you the courage to take the initiative to deliver it to your door and dare to run away
"Come in." The man's magnetic voice came from inside.
Liang Yueying opened the door carefully, only to see him sitting at his desk, his eyes falling on the official letter, and occasionally dropping his official seal.
Seeing this sharp-edged face again with sharp eyebrows at the temples, I couldn't help but think of that gentle night, and felt a little weak in the legs.
"Big... Marshal, Mr. Song."
Song Shishan ignored it at all and continued to go about his business.
For a long while, I didn't know how long I kept her there. It seemed that I had punished her enough, and then I put down my pen and stood up.
He relaxed his muscles slightly and walked up to her.
He pinched her slender shoulders with his big, well-articulated palms, causing her pain, and said in a cold tone:
"Woman, you still know how to come back. Who gave you the courage to stir up a fire and ignore it, and dare to run away?"
Liang Yueying groaned between her teeth, looking at the rude man in front of her, who was very different from Zhang Xicheng's gentleness.
He endured the discomfort and tried his best to smile.
Song Shishan saw her reluctance. He didn't like to embarrass a woman the most in his life, so he let her go:
"Tell me! What do you want from me?"
"Mr. Song, can you help me save someone?" Liang Yueying spoke tentatively without any hesitation.
Song Shishan was interested in her being so straightforward, because he usually hated people who flattered others, talked nonsense, and wasted his time.
"Um?"
Liang Yueying swallowed, and seeing that he didn't object, she bravely continued: "I have an old friend who was drunk and accidentally injured a foreigner. Now he is locked up in the patrol room, please... please Mr. Song
Help me move around."
Song Shishan was in a high position and had no time to pay attention to the gossip about any actor. Naturally, he did not know about the news that Boss Zhang was imprisoned for killing a foreigner, which caused a sensation in Shanghai.
Seeing her nervous expression, a trace of displeasure flashed in her heart.
Even though he wouldn't admit it, he still didn't want her to care about others more than herself.
But he didn't want to see her anxious, so he asked directly: "Who?"
Liang Yueying did not hide anything and said his name: "Zhang Xicheng, Boss Zhang."
"Huh?" Song Shishan laughed angrily, ripped open two buttons on the collar of his military uniform, and rolled around angrily.
I just felt that if one day I was shot, wounded and about to die during a border battle, this woman would not be so nervous.
I really have a deep affection for that actor.
Song Shishan gritted his back teeth and asked angrily: "Why should I save him?"
Before Liang Yueying came, she actually didn't think about how to persuade him. She quickly put aside the eldest lady's coquettishness and her tone was a bit condescending: "Mr. Song, if you don't mind it, I can give you a sum of money."
Song Shishan didn't know whether it was because she was naive or because she didn't understand the power in her hands, but he had noticed that the small amount of money in her hand might have hit a snag in the French Concession, so he thought of bribing him.
He sneered back without mercy: "Don't you know that even if I give you all the wealth of the Liang Family Tea House, it won't be enough for all my soldiers to eat a bowl of pork vermicelli."
Money? The last thing he lacks is money. If he needs to raise military pay, he has all kinds of means.
For him personally, money is just a tool. Nowadays, doing things in various provinces is just a matter of words. He is already past the age when he needs to use money to manage relationships.
This woman was so naive that she actually thought that he was a slave to money just like those traffickers and pawns.