Marriage is not out of date: the president's wife is polite

Dai Wen, who didn't say anything about it, just whistled to show that he knew, and Song Bingjue didn't care about him anymore. He knew that Dai Wen had always been very measured in these aspects.

When they arrived at the destination, Song Bingjue got out of the car first. The Cheng family chose a house far away from the residence for the banquet. At this time, there were already a lot of guests coming and going, and many European nobles shuttled through it. Noble families, such as the lady from the Medici family who went to City A with Cheng Wushuang last time, were also in the crowd at this time.

"Tsk... I used to think that the Cheng family had a false name, but now it seems that the Cheng family is richer than I imagined."

Devon also noticed the identities of these people, and he also lost his usual sloppy look, and stood up straight, looking a little more noble than usual.

"It looks like a human being."

Song Bingjue glanced at his friend who finally became serious. Dai Wen took two glasses of wine from the waiter and handed one to his friend. "Although my status in the family is average, I represent the Bourbon family outside."

"I really hope you can think of your family when you are hunting for beauty outside."

Regarding what he said, Song Bingjue was noncommittal. He took a sip of his wine and couldn't help raising his eyebrows:

"How rich and powerful, the wine used for such a banquet turned out to be Chateau Margaux in 1995."

"You thought it was just a simple banquet?"

Devon, who is well versed in the urination of nobles in continental Europe, couldn't help showing a very mocking smile, but with his golden hair and handsome face, people wouldn't be able to perceive the deep meaning behind the smile:

"These so-called aristocrats just want to use this kind of banquet to show the strength of the family. Either they don't hold a banquet, or they are extravagant, for fear of falling behind the rest of the aristocrats."

"It's really a life of dreaming and dying."

Song Bingjue didn't take it seriously, he took a sip and put down the wine glass. At this time, the old lady of the Cheng family hadn't appeared yet, so it seemed that he wouldn't show up at the banquet.

Dai Wen also has some acquaintances here, so he went to say hello first, and Song Bingjue also walked slowly towards the place where there were few people. Just standing still by the window, a person who looked like a waiter came over, and he bowed and said :

"President Song, our master is here to invite you."

This master is naturally the old master of the Cheng family who is the protagonist of today's banquet.

Song Bingjue's heart shuddered. He had just left the crowd when someone came over. Obviously, he had been watching since he came in.

Following the waiter through several corridors, he finally stood still in front of a simple wooden door, looking at the faded gold carvings on the door, Song Bingjue guessed that this should be a study room, the waiter knocked on the door, An old man's weak voice came from inside:
"Come in."

The waiter opened the door skillfully, and made a gesture of invitation to him. Song Bingjue looked at the dark room and walked in without hesitation.

"Boy of the Song family, if a group of killers are ambushed here, then you will die here."

There was an old man's weak voice in the darkness. Along with this sound, a light was turned on. Only then did Song Bingjue see the old man sitting quietly in the dark. The old man who was once a man of the moment was sitting on the sofa with a A framed photo, he raised his eyes with a sharp light:
"You are really young and courageous."

"In Mrs. Cheng's house, I believe there will never be such a problem."

He sat down opposite Old Master Cheng, with a coffee table between them. There was a cup of tea in front of him, which was obviously brewed and waiting for him.

"No, the old man is no longer the vigorous and omnipotent person he was back then."

Regarding what he said, Mr. Cheng didn't have much expression on his face like an old man who had been air-dried. He knew the big move this young man had made recently, and looked at him with a sense of scrutiny:
"The absurd actions your father made didn't happen in a while. Why did you suddenly start to care about them?"

"I didn't care about it before, because there is no one I want to protect."

I can't hide anything from him, and Song Bingjue doesn't want to hide it from him, "To be honest, even if I know what he did to my mother, I just think that if my mother doesn't fight for it, it can be regarded as her step by step. field."

"You're still too young..."

The old man who knew about the past just smiled slightly. He was an outsider, but he saw it more clearly than anyone else. He didn't want to say anything more, so he raised his hand and waved it lightly:
"I watched Song Qing grow up. She and my youngest daughter are of the same age, and they are also good sisters who talk about everything. She looks weak and has no opinions, but in fact she has bigger ideas than anyone else. You My grandfather once said that he only hated Song Qing for being a girl."

For what he said, Song Bingjue half believed and half didn't believe it. From Song Qingliu's tricks, he understood that she might still have some tricks.He didn't intend to argue too much with him, so he asked directly:
"I don't know why you called me here? I guess, you already knew it when I stepped into the door of Cheng's house. "

"There is indeed something that needs your help."

A smile appeared on his old and dehydrated face. With trembling hands, Mr. Cheng pushed the photo on his knee to Song Bingjue, motioning for him to pick it up:

"Our Cheng and Song families are family friends. You created the 'Dragon Palace' with the resources left by old man Song. I know all these things."

Looking at the woman smiling gently at the camera in the yellowed photo, Song Bingjue was really not sure who she was. After all, the Cheng family is a big family. He asked with some doubts:
"This is……"

"This is your mother's best friend when she was young, and my youngest daughter, Cheng Wen."

Speaking of this daughter who has passed away for many years, Mr. Cheng had deep sorrow in his eyes, and the light in his eyes dimmed inch by inch:

"I got such a daughter when I was old, and the sons in front of me are all sons, so I dote on her very much. I have cultivated her into an ignorant temperament."

It was an old story, nothing more than the love of a rich girl falling in love with a gangster. She abandoned her family and relatives and followed him to live a life like duckweed.

"At that time, I didn't expect that she really wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. I just thought that she would come back obediently after she suffered a little bit outside."

With a long sigh, Mr. Cheng still regretted it when he talked about the past:
"Who knows that something happened to her before I brought her back..."

"Then you came to me specially today because it has something to do with her?"

Mr. Cheng will definitely not mention these things to himself for no reason. Song Bingjue guessed that the things he entrusted to himself must have something to do with Cheng Wen, "Are they her children?"

"good."

Thinking of the news he had recently received, Mr. Cheng became a little excited, and he sat up slightly:

"I just got the news that Cheng Wen still has children in this world, but it's been a long time... It stands to reason that the one who was born should be a daughter. When my people arrived, they said that Cheng Wen had a difficult labor and gave birth His daughter died due to a congenital deficiency. At that time, we didn't suspect it, so we buried the baby girl's body directly."

"Until not long ago, we inadvertently found a person who had delivered my daughter. He recalled that the child was picked up when he was born, and he was said to be sent to a ship to China. More than 20 years later Yes, although the possibility of finding her is very slim. But, before I die, if I can find her... it will be considered as an end to my long-term concern."

"More than 20 years ago?"

It's really too long, Song Bingjue frowned, "This timeline is indeed a bit too long."

"It is precisely because it is a very difficult matter that I have to leave it to you."

Groping in the dark, he took out a folder, and Mr. Cheng handed it to him, which contained some information that the Cheng family could collect so far, "That ship back then should be the ship that your Song family used to transport goods. At that time You should know better than me what kind of business the Song family is doing, so I can only extend my hand here..."

"I'll help you investigate, is there any benefit?"

Although it is difficult, it should not be too difficult. Song Bingjue decided to agree. He looked up at the old man in front of him, "After all, this will consume a lot of my energy."

"The Song Group's goods exported to the UK will be charged one-third less tax rate."

Mr. Cheng was not surprised that Song Bingjue would make a request. He fixed his eyes on the young man in front of him:
"how do you feel?"

"I don't think so."

Song Bingjue was not very satisfied with the conditions proposed by Mr. Cheng, he smiled slightly:
"The Song Group is not an export trading company. The conditions you gave completely avoided the link that is most beneficial to me."

"The last person who sat here and negotiated terms with me is no longer in this world."

Unexpectedly, Song Bingjue actually talked about the conditions with him, Mr. Cheng couldn't help but smiled slightly, "Tell me, what you want, as long as it is within my ability, I will give it to you."

"Compared with these things, what I want more is the secret agreement that can be reached with the Cheng family. I hope to maintain an alliance attitude with each other."

With the current scale of the Song Group, Song Bingjue is not only thinking about superficial interests, money is already at his fingertips, and more importantly, how to get more stable connections that can handle anything, he has been watching for a long time The silent old man said, "One attitude, in exchange for the whereabouts of your granddaughter, I think this should be a good deal for the Cheng family, right?"