80 widows in the control group, eating melons and raising cubs are poor and happy

"Song Jingyun, the number one Chinese businessman in Hong Kong City, turned his brother away and was suspected of being lynched by his bodyguards."

"My elder brother is poor and my younger brother is rich. It turns out that rich families have no brotherhood."

"I knelt down in front of the car and begged for mercy. I was crushed mercilessly. My old feelings and face were gone."

Not only does it not sound good, the rhetoric in the news and radio is like a slap in the face, hurting people's faces.

Bai Liu just thought that Song Jingzhang and Lu Lewan would be targeted and become a sharp weapon to attack the Song family. The solution she thought of was to get them back to the country as soon as possible.

But now the situation is developing far faster than she expected. The media are like cats that smell fishy smell, and they have pounced on them one by one.

It's too late for anything.

No, no, she has to calm down first. This is obviously a trap, and the purpose is nothing more than to ruin Song Jingyun's reputation. In other words, reputation is not that important. What is more important is to affect Song Jingyun's relationship with the mainland.

Negotiations for the next return are about to begin.

Bai Liu didn't hang up the phone and urgently arranged for Robin: "Please inquire about the media outlets that are most excited about this and the capital behind them."

Robin agreed, and she immediately asked the servant to find the housekeeper.

The butler was already waiting at the door.

"Let the bodyguards and all our security personnel go to the foot of the mountain, no, I should say stay on our private road. If anyone breaks in by force or secretly tries to ambush, call the police." She thought for a while, "In addition, arrange now The capable servants will stay by all the phone calls and answer all calls involving the Song family's brotherhood."

"Also on the stadium side, all the arrangers who can be mobilized will be mobilized to protect the stability of our home."

The butler should leave.

What Bai Liu can arrange is only the most basic home security, and she has no control over other things.

She didn't stop and turned to the main building. The business had grown so big that family and business matters couldn't be separated at all. The family was in chaos, and it was obvious that the company was in chaos. She had to tell Song Jingyun and Lu Pingwan.

"I have always believed that cold treatment is the most suitable solution for us. You are also old, so from now on you will treat our relationship as if it does not exist, but you -"

Halfway through Lu Ping's words, Bai Liu went in to pick him up: "You guys are so shameless, you deliberately arranged for the media to take photos at the foot of the mountain, or you took it out of context. Do you really think you can force us to compromise?"

Song Jingzhang showed no expression when he heard this, but Lu Lewan obviously stopped crying, looking somewhat relieved.

Bai Liu can now be sure that they did it deliberately.

Sure enough, they underestimated Song Jingzhang and Lu Lewan. They were stupid, but they were not mindless.

"What?" Song Jiaying was the first to react.

Lu Pingwan also looked over.

Assistant Lu Pingwan, who rushed over at this time, also spotted the opening and eagerly walked to Lu Pingwan and whispered in Lu Pingwan's ear. Lu Pingwan's expression became more and more solemn.

Bai Liu didn't mean to avoid Song Jingzhang and Lu Lewan, and turned around to clear up Song Jiaying's doubts.

Let Cheng Yuanbin hear it by the way.

"...Now we are just talking about brotherhood, but some people deliberately lead on the topic of mainland brothers and Hong Kong brothers. Later, public opinion will become uncontrollable. It may just be a simple grudge between wealthy families, or it may evolve into the integration of Hong Kong and the mainland. Problem." Bai Liuyi pointed out, "If you anger us, we don't know who will benefit in the end."

Song Jiaying understood and figured it out, and he laughed out loud.

Song Jiaying's laughter was very abrupt in the quiet living room, attracting everyone to look over. Even Song Jingzhang and Lu Lewan felt confused.

Cheng Yuanbin even asked directly: "What are you..."

"I'm worried about Director Cheng. Song Jingzhang probably thinks that if things get too big, we will give him more money and better treatment out of favor... You might as well think about it, who is my father? Can he be willing to do it? Even if you have to do this for a while, who is the one who is angry?" Song Jiaying's words made Cheng Yuanbin's face change. He knew that Song Jingyun had always been a person who never wanted revenge overnight.

If Song Jingyun is offended, or if the Hong Kong media deliberately makes a fuss about the mainland and the Hong Kong city——

"This is alienating feelings between Jingyun and us from the mainland!" Cheng Yuanbin became anxious.

Song Jiaying stood up and pointed to the ground: "This is a port city. Don't think too simplistically."

After he finished speaking, he turned to Bai Liu and said, "Let's talk to father."

"By the way," he turned to look at Cheng Yuanbin, "Director Cheng, do you want to go down the mountain now?"

Cheng Yuanbin shook his head: "No, no, I want to explain to Jingyun face to face. In addition, can you provide your phone number? I need to contact the mainland as soon as possible."

Song Jiaying did not agree: "Let's talk to my father later. People are calling me on the phone at home all the time. The media is moving too fast. Director Cheng, just wait, or you can discuss your ideas with Song Jingzhang. I think Song Jingzhang is far-sighted and powerful. .”

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Cheng Yuanbin's reaction or explanation, he took Bai Liu away directly.

The two of them went straight to Song Jingyun's study.

Song Jingyun had obviously also received the rumors from outside, and his assistant was about to turn around and leave.

"Mr. Song is on the phone from the mainland. I'll go to the company to make arrangements."

Bai Liu asked back: "Do we need to come forward to explain? It was me and my child in the car at the time."

When the assistant was about to speak, Song Jingyun turned his head and waved to the assistant to go to the company first.

Immediately, Song Jingyun asked them to sit down and turned on the speakerphone at the same time, and the voice from the microphone came out.

"Song Jingzhang's contact with the media in Hong Kong City is really inappropriate. Our original intention was to hope that you brothers can resolve the conflicts that have existed for many years. Now, ah, this..."

The person on the other side hesitated, and Song Jingyun showed obvious impatience: "I don't want to hear this. Your so-called kindness disturbs me a lot. Let's be honest. You just want me to have deeper feelings for the Mainland, but I haven't done enough for the Mainland. ?"

"Enough, enough."

Song Jingyun sneered: "Yes, there are enough, so more people in Hong Kong City are dissatisfied, and they want to separate me from you. Song Jingzhang's selfishness is going to ruin your big event. To be honest, I am very unhappy with you now." Satisfied. I won’t say anything more ugly. Let’s watch the Hong Kong media next. After all, you won’t feel anything I say.”

"Comrade Jingyun, we will deal with it immediately. Immediately, I will contact Cheng Yuanbin——"

Song Jiaying pointed to Cheng Yuanbin who was sitting uneasily outside.

"Okay, let Cheng Yuanbin talk to you." Song Jingyun motioned to the living room to get the receiver.

After answering the phone in the living room, Song Jingyun hung up immediately.

"Do they think it's a good thing to force me to take sides?" Song Jingyun was angry because he felt passive.

As for the matter itself, it's not that important.

Song Jiaying suddenly said: "Actually, this old debt of our family will be dug up sooner or later, but it's just a matter of time. Maybe it's not a bad thing to dig it out now, at least it can be controlled."

Song Jingyun frowned: "What are you going to do?"

"It's not me, it's -" Song Jiaying smiled and pointed at Bai Liu, "It's Bai Liu."

Bai Liu vaguely thought of something and pointed at himself: "Me?"