Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

Song Qingzhu dubiously opened Weibo, and the headlines were all about the cooperation plan revealed by Song's own account.

Song Qingzhu raised his eyebrows and joked, "All your internal employees have been instigated?"

Hearing this, Song Yaoguang's face was even more blue and red. He held back his anger and explained, "The company's internal system was attacked by a hacker's virus. The virus is so powerful that the company's technicians can't crack it."

"So?" Song Qingzhu asked indifferently, feeling so sad in her heart, who had such a great hatred for the Song family, and what she did was too in line with her wishes.

"I'm just a doctor with a scalpel in the hospital, do you want me to go to your company to help you crack the virus program?"

Song Yaoguang paused and said, "So I hope you can help me intercede with Rong Junchu. He must have a solution. If you can help me solve this company crisis, I will thank you very much."

Hearing this, Song Qingzhu sneered in his heart, "I'm afraid you have already asked Rong Junchu for help?"

"Do you have nothing to exchange, so Rong Junchu didn't intend to help you, and now you have nowhere to go to beg me in a low voice, let me ask Rong Junchu to help you?"

Being guessed by Song Qingzhu, Song Yaoguang's face darkened, and his tone suddenly turned bad, "Then are you going to help or not?"

Song Qingzhu was almost laughed angrily by him, "I said Mr. Song, why do you think it would be useful for me to find Rong Junchu? What's more, your company's affairs have nothing to do with me. Don't forget, we have already severed ties gone."

She hung up the phone decisively.

If she had hoped for Song Yaoguang's family affection before returning to China, then after she returned to China and found out that they betrayed herself for the Song family, she no longer had any family affection for the Song family.

On the other side of the phone, Song Yaoguang was holding the phone, his eyes full of resentment.

Because he slept a lot during the day, and Song Yaoguang made such a fuss, Song Qingzhu had no sleepiness at all right now.

Song Yaoguang was at a loss. After sitting in the company all night, there were already employees outside who asked to settle their wages and let them leave, and three or two grumpy ones had already started making trouble.

With the help of security guards, Song Yaoguang managed to get away, and drove to the gate of the No. [-] Hospital by himself.

Now there is only one way for Song Qingzhu to beg Rong Junchu.

When Song Yaoguang entered, Song Qingzhu had just finished seeing a patient, glanced at Song Yaoguang at the door, and said, "Please line up in an orderly manner for consultation."

Song Yaoguang walked in and closed the door, and said in a deep voice, "Song Qingzhu, can you help me with this favor?"

Hearing this, Song Qingzhu sneered and stood up from the seat, "I gave you face, didn't I? Why should I help you?"

"Song Qingzhu, I am your father after all!"

"Hehe~" Song Qingzhu felt extremely funny, "Why didn't you think that I was your daughter when you threw me abroad alone, why didn't you think that I was your daughter when you planned to sell me to Wu Yipeng? You Why didn't you think that I was your daughter when you signed the agreement with Rong Junchu?"

Song Qingzhu asked loudly, and approached Song Yaoguang step by step, "Have you fulfilled the duties of a father for so many years? Come to me now if you are in trouble, what do you think I am?"

"I'll raise you until you're 13!" Song Yaoguang replied with some confidence.

Song Qingzhu was so angry that his fingertips were trembling, and he looked at him expressionlessly, "Raise me until I was 13 years old? Do you know what kind of life I have lived in the Song family for so many years? I am not as good as a nanny!"

"And you, my father, let Zhang Wenxin's mother and daughter beat me with fists and kicks. It's my fate that I was not tortured to death by them! Why do you have the face to ask me for help now?"

Song Yaoguang didn't expect Song Qingzhu's attitude to be so tough, so he said in a soft tone, "It was my father's fault in the past, as long as you help me get through this difficult time, I will definitely take you back to the Song family in a good manner, and let Zhang Wenxin's mother and daughter give it to you. Apologize."

Song Qingzhu scolded coldly, did he think she would still care about it now?

She bypassed Song Yaoguang and opened the door, "If you are not here for treatment, please don't delay me from seeing other patients."

Seeing her recalcitrance, Song Yaoguang was also angry, and blurted out, "If I knew you were such a white-eyed wolf, I shouldn't have softened my heart and brought you back as a bastard!"

"What did you say?"

Realizing that he had slipped his tongue, Song Yaoguang dodged his eyes, changed the subject and said, "Since you are not willing to help, then you will have nothing to do with my Song family from now on."

Song Qingzhu had a panoramic view of Song Yaoguang's expression, she grabbed his hand and asked, "What do you mean by that just now? Please explain to me clearly, am I your own?"

"Of course! Otherwise, you think I will raise children for others?"

"Then what's my mother's name?" Song Qingzhu asked again.

Song Yaoguang was stunned, apparently he didn't expect Song Qingzhu to ask suddenly, he hesitated for a long time, "It's just a little bitch in the countryside who wants to climb the dragon and the phoenix, you are really just like your mother!"

Song Qingzhu frowned, and the crowd outside suddenly fell silent.

"President Song, are you going to break your word?" An indifferent male voice sounded from behind.

Hearing this, Song Yaoguang's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at the person coming.

Rong Jingchen pushed Rong Junchu over, the expression on his little face was exactly the same as that of Rong Junchu, it seemed like ice that could not be melted for thousands of years.

When Rong Jingchen saw Song Qingzhu, he squeezed out a smile on his small face, rushed over, and hugged her: "Xiao Qingqing, I miss you so much, do you miss me?"

Song Qingzhu nodded, "Are you okay?"

Rong Jingchen was happy: "It's been fine for a long time, I knew you cared about me." Then he thought of something, and said happily, "Xiao Qingqing, did I avenge you?"

Song Qingzhu looked puzzled, "What kind of revenge?"

Rong Jingchen picked his fingers and said, "This is the third time he has troubled you. This bad guy treated you badly before, so I hacked his company system."

"Eh..." Song Qingzhu was stunned and said dumbfounded, "So you are the one who hacked Song's company?"

Rong Jingchen nodded, "That's right, otherwise what do you think I want my uncle's computer for?"

"Puchi..." Song Qingzhu couldn't help laughing, and asked Song Yaoguang, "So your company's technicians can't even compare with a five-year-old child?"

Hearing this, Song Yaoguang's face was as dark as ink.

He still deliberately wanted Master Rong Jiu to help him through this crisis, but he didn't expect that this crisis was caused by the people around him.

"He is the technical firewall of all the industrial intranets of the Rong family."

Amid Song Qingzhu's ridicule, Rong Junchu slowly spit out a few words from his mouth.

The smile on Song Qingzhu's face froze completely, and he looked at Rong Jingchen in disbelief, as if he was looking at some monster.