Dog food from heaven: Mr. Song please keep a low profile when sprinkling sugar

"Mr. Song, your car is just an ordinary domestic car, and the brand new car is only about 40. I just accidentally scratched your car. There is no need to pay 50 directly, right?"

"Although you have a noble status, you don't need to use the car accident to make money for yourself, and you can't just say that your ordinary car is worth tens of millions just because of your status, and it will cost 50 if the paint is scratched!"

Song Yanshu smiled.

Does this young, uncaring, half-brained child know that he's clearly implying that he's making random bids for his car?

If he didn't change his words about the maintenance fee, it would be as if he had confirmed the problem.

Song Yanshu always kept his word.

The middle-aged man bleeds when he thought about it, so he just paid the money and took his son and left as soon as possible. Who knew that his stupid son would go out and talk nonsense at such a juncture.

I'm afraid that Song Yanshu will be unhappy for a while, so he has to say that his car is worth 500 million yuan. Even if he sells their family at that time, he will not be able to pay for the money in the project!

"You think I'm talking nonsense about the price?"

Song Yanshu didn't pay much attention to the brains of this ignorant young man.

Anyway, their family will be like this for the rest of their lives. I'm afraid they will never know how much a real rich person can invest in a security car to ensure their own safety.

His car wasn't his best security car, he had better ones, but they weren't parked in the company's basement.

"No, no, Mr. Song, don't listen to this idiot who doesn't understand anything and can talk nonsense. Mr. Song said that the car is worth as much as it is."

"How could someone with Mr. Song's identity lie to us? When I get home, I will definitely educate my son well so that he will not make the same mistake again in the future."

"I also hope that Mr. Song can hold your hands high and let my son go."

"As long as you give me a little time, I will prepare compensation and apology money for you to express our apology to you. What do you think?"

"Why, do you think I'm the one who almost apologizes to Jin? Your father and son really regard me, Song Yanshu, as someone who extorts money?" Song Yanshu's face was frosty, and his anger value was almost on the verge of bursting.

Qiao Wan glanced at the time on her phone, and thought of what she and Song Yanshu were doing out there, poked Song Yanshu's arm, and reminded him in a low voice.

"It's almost late, we can't delay here any longer."

Song Yanshu nodded slightly, and glanced coldly at the father and son in front of him.

"I still have something to leave in a hurry. I can turn a blind eye to this matter. You will transfer 50 yuan to my secretary's account."

"If you transfer the wrong amount, your whole family will never want to continue to gain a foothold in this city."

"You guys better think about how much to turn."

After Song Yanshu finished speaking, he directly took Qiao Wan into the car, and the car drove away, leaving a group of people looking at each other in blank dismay.

"Dad, what do you mean by Mr. Song's words before he left? Are you threatening us to give us more money?"

The young man couldn't figure it out, so he thought that his father was a well-known veteran in the industry and was good at reading people's hearts, so he asked his father Song Yanshu what he meant.

The middle-aged man was sweating all over his body.

What a person like Song Yanshu is thinking in his heart, where can any cat or dog guess at will?
He now has two guesses in his mind.

A Song Yanshu was reminding him not to insult his personality, and asking them to lose money is just one yard for one.

And the other possibility is that just like what his son said, Song Yanshu was using this warning to warn them to give them more money, otherwise he might not have done this.

The difference between these two possibilities is too great. If they choose the wrong one, their family will be ruined. How can they not be nervous?
Just when the two were about to think naked, a friend of the young man next to him bluffed, "Damn it! That car really costs eight figures! Damn it!"

The middle-aged man and the young man quickly ran to the friend to snatch his mobile phone and take a look.

It was a news report that an insider broke the news. Although there was no photo of the car, it said that Song Yanshu had a custom-made domestic car, and invested nearly 5000 million. It was a very low-key and luxurious security car.

Then think of the car just now, how ugly the faces of the father and son must be

It was really a car that cost more than his broken car with every single wheel, the young man was convinced.

On the other side, Qiao Wan and Song Yanshu arrived at the destination together.

After Qiao Wan got out of the car, she passed behind the car and took a look at the place where the car was scratched just now.

In the next second, she widened her eyes and looked at the paint problem.

The paint on the car began to peel off. It was just a hair-sized cut, but after a while, it became thick and long.

This is very wrong.

"Song Yanshu, the scratches on your car seem to be inexplicably serious. Could it be that your car just looks solid, but it is actually very fragile. If it is scratched, it will be gg."

Qiao Wan said this to Song Yanshu half-jokingly.

Song Yanshu didn't explain too much, just said: "What I said just now is true, do you believe it now?"

Qiao Wan nodded, realizing what Song Yanshu said just now.

"I didn't expect that the more expensive the car, the more squeamish it will be. Tsk, don't drive around with your car in the future. Just put it in the garage if you have nothing to do. It's too expensive." Qiao Wan suggested.

"Tsk, my daughter-in-law always thinks so much about saving me money. I'm so lucky to keep you by my side." Song Yanshu didn't forget to tease her before she could say a few words, which made Qiao Wan blush unconsciously.

The two walked from the parking lot inside the martial arts hall to the entrance of the martial arts hall together.

It is very strict here, outsiders are not allowed to enter, and there will be some martial arts disciples practicing at a distance.

But Song Yanshu was different. He used to be a frequent visitor here, and his license plate was recorded in the system. Everyone was very familiar with him. As long as he swiped his face, he could go here unimpeded, and he was greeted by very respectful people.

Soon Song Yanshu came to the hall where the curator often trained. As soon as he entered, he saw six bodyguards and a foreign man standing inside.

It seems that this is the target person for today.

Song Yanshu took a look at the surrounding environment, and thought about how to make the other side pay attention to him or Qiao Wan, and how to win favor while keeping his expression still.

"Mr. Song, you're here!" The curator saw Song Yanshu approaching, and enthusiastically walked up to Song Yanshu and pulled Song Yanshu to sit next to him.

As for Qiao Wan, he gave up the seat next to him.

"Mr. Song, do you want to change your clothes and show off your hands today?"

The curator asked very enthusiastically.

He has a good relationship with Song Yanshu. Today, a company that may invest in the expansion of their martial arts gym came to him. He was worrying about what would be the easiest to pass.

I never thought it was a blessing from heaven, but Song Yanshu just happened to come over.

Everything will be much easier when he comes, he will have a lot of good-looking and powerful moves.

Song Yanshu was given a good opportunity to express himself by the curator.

It seems that God is helping him.

Qiao Wan had seen Song Yanshu beating people before, but never seen Song Yanshu seriously discussing with others, so she had some small expectations in her heart, how much better Song Yanshu was than these well-trained people.

Soon Song Yanshu changed his clothes and came out from inside.

Because it's martial arts and not taekwondo, Song Yanshu's clothes are the antique crimson uniforms specially customized here.

These clothes are like the scene of a large car accident on some people with bad appearance.

But on Song Yanshu's body, he was so handsome that it was outrageous, as if the clothes were specially prepared for him, without any sense of disobedience.

"Come on." Qiao Wan encouraged Song Yanshu for a while.

There is no suspense in Song Yanshu's battle against everyone here, and his ability is already above everyone here.

Even the curator can't beat him. After all, the curator is already old. If it is actually 20 years earlier, there is still room for the two of them to compete.

When the foreign man saw a very good-looking man coming, he changed his clothes and wanted to go in to compete with him, and he felt itchy in his heart.

After all, he is interested in various martial arts, which means that he knows a little about each of them.

Now that they understood, everyone went to the lounge in front of him, changed their clothes and came out, ready to show off their skills in the arena.

Then why can't he also get a new set of clothes, and come and compete with the most powerful and temperamental person who just arrived in the arena?
Soon the man put his ideas into action.

Song Yanshu could see the outside situation from inside, and found that the man walked into the dressing room, and someone next to him delivered the clothes, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

At first I thought it would be a play by myself, but I never thought that the desperate foreigner would also want to try it.

He could only decide to control his attack and strength a little bit during the competition.

In order not to accidentally hit him with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and lose his face, causing him not to even invest in this martial arts gym.

It's not that he doesn't know the curator's temper.

He said before that he wanted to invest in the curator, but because he was too familiar with the curator, the curator said that he would not accept investment from people he knew well, and he would not allow Song Yanshu to secretly instruct others to invest, otherwise he would turn against Song Yanshu.

Song Yanshu had no choice but to give up.

Come here this time today, if I don't reach the level of Xiaojiujiu, and mess up other people's investment, I'm afraid it will make the curator half dead.

The foreign man quickly changed his clothes and came out.

Because the foreign man is also on the line of appearance, although his blood is different, his skin color is different, and the color of his hair and pupils are different from other people on the field, the clothes on him look very harmonious.

This evil face-seeking society.

Qiao Wan sat in her seat with her chin in her hands, watching the two people standing face to face in the field, neither of them spoke first.