Reborn at 90, taking space to counterattack and become rich

Song Xu turned around and leaned forward slightly, met the girl's eyes, and said in a gentle voice: "Black Heart Candy? Cheng Dehai's car is in the yard. Go and wait for me in the car."

"What do you want to do?"

Xia Chutang reached out and grabbed Song Xu's arm.

He glanced at Song Yang, who looked provocative, and frowned: "There's no need to say anything to him."

She didn't care at all about the accusation.

"Tianbao, I know you are worried about me. Don't worry, I am sensible."

Song Xu stroked Xia Chutang's hair with one hand and said patiently, "Give me five minutes."

"Okay. This is a public place, don't mess around."

"rest assured."

Song Xu nodded in agreement and watched Xia Chutang get into the car.

"Cheng Dehai, go and see Song Xu." As soon as he got in the car, Xia Chutang immediately begged: "Song Yang is inside, and Song Xu asked me to come out first. I'm afraid he can't control his emotions..."

Every time Song Wook gets angry, he becomes manic.

Cheng Dehai sat in the driver's seat and did not move. He smiled and persuaded: "Tangtang, even if the young master suffered a loss here today, it will be a good thing for him. What do you think?"

Xia Chutang: "..."

"This time the old lady of the Song family asked the young master's eldest uncle and second uncle to fight for the inheritance of the family property. If the young master doesn't have some means and courage, do you think he can get the Song family?"

"Actually...it doesn't matter even if he can't get it."

Xia Chutang heard about the competition for the successor of the Song family.

Song Xu said it lightly, saying only, "The old lady is trying to get me out of the game early. It's a beautiful idea."

But just this sentence also let Xia Chutang know that Song Xu would definitely fight.

In the previous life, when Xia Chutang met Song Xu, he was already the head of the Song family.

He is also the youngest chairman of Xitaifeng Group.

At that time, their status was so different that it was impossible for them to even speak to each other.

I wonder if Song Wook experienced this in his previous life?

Seeing that Xia Chutang was lost in thought, Cheng Dehai changed the topic and asked: "Miss Xia? Last time I told you to check the private account, did you check it?"

Xia Chutang slapped her forehead: "Oh, I forgot."

Xia Chutang opened accounts in two different banks. One account was used for personal expenses and school fees, and the other was used for business transactions.

The account she usually checks more often is the account used for business.

As for her daily life accounts, she basically doesn’t check them.

Mainly there is nothing to check.

She put 10,000 yuan in her daily account, which was enough to pay for school expenses.

Nowadays, there are not many places to swipe credit cards. She usually spends money in cash when she goes out. There is a lot of cash in Xia Chutang's space. When she needs it, she can just take it.

"Uncle Cheng, why do you always ask me to check your bank account? Is there something wrong?" Xia Chutang asked confused.

It seems that she went to Xihai a few days ago, and Cheng Dehai also called specifically to mention this matter.

Cheng Dehai was a little helpless. Other girls were eager for their boyfriends to give money. Why was Xia Chutang not interested in money at all?

"The young master said last time that he would give it to your family... I remember that he seemed to have wired money to you, so I remind you to check."

"Pfft-"

Xia Chutang was amused but didn't take it seriously: "Uncle Cheng, that was just a joke. Song Xu and I are not married, so what do we need for household expenses?"

Cheng Dehai looked complicated and didn't know what to say.

"Are Song Xu and Song Yang okay?"

Xia Chutang turned her attention to the car window, worried: "Why is there no movement?"

"Let's wait a little longer. If we don't come out in ten minutes, I'll go find the young master." Cheng Dehai comforted him.

Xia Chutang nodded in response, keeping her eyes fixed on the inside of the police station.

trial room.

Bang - a fist hit Song Yang firmly in the face.

The glasses were knocked to the ground.

"Song Xu, do you dare to do anything here? Are you tired of living? Or do you think you are too clean?"

Song Yang touched his cheek and spit out the blood, "I'm going to call someone right now to make you stay here as long as you can!"

"Go ahead and shout. I happen to want to identify the person behind the arson at the Xihai Food Factory."

Song Xu clenched his fists, moved his wrists, and spoke in a nonchalant tone.

"What do you mean?"

Song Yang walked to the door, stamped his feet and turned around.

My heart suddenly rose to my throat, and I pretended to be calm: "Want to throw dirty water on me?"

"Do you think I would be as mean as you?"

Song Xu glanced contemptuously with her peach blossom eyes and sneered: "I won't say this without complete evidence."

Seeing Song Yang's eyes rolling around, Song Xu once again said two pieces of information: "Wen Lai Hotel, Niu Wan."

Song Yang: "!!!"

"How did you find it?" Song Yang's face was full of astonishment.

It was only in the past two days that Song Yang received information about the arsonist at the Xihai Food Factory.

If something hadn't happened to Lawyer Ma, who was in charge of connecting with the food factory, Song Yang wouldn't have cared at all.

He didn't want to know who this kind of cat or dog was.

The person who set fire to the food factory didn't know where he knew that Lawyer Ma had been caught, and even found him and threatened him with blackmail.

It was also because of this incident that Song Yang cheated on Xia Chutang on a whim.

His clothes were stained with mud, and no one else could have a better time.

But now...

"What do you want?"

Song Yang was on guard, and his aura was greatly weakened.

Song Xu pulled up a chair and sat down, and said slowly: "Go out and confess that you poured dirty water on Tangtang. That arsonist will give you three days to deal with it yourself."

"I don't think I'll get any benefit from doing this?"

"Song Yang, if you don't do this, I will let you stay here today."

Seeing that Song Yang was still thinking about it, Song Xu continued lightly: "Did you put a lot of effort into the new piece of land I bought? What? Do you want me to tell the police too?"

Song Yang was shocked again and frightened: "You, you know? You sent someone to check me?"

"Not only do I know it, but I also know it from the fact that you sent people to destroy the canals." Song Xu said with a faint smile on his lips.

"what?"

This answer made Song Yang unable to follow Song Xu's thinking.

"Did you know that the canal was damaged?"

"I know! But your people are too stupid. They dug for several days without destroying it, so I helped a little bit."

Song Xu gestured with his fingers, his face full of disgust and pride.

"You knew someone was sabotaging it, but you still helped?"

Song Yang was completely speechless, "Song Xu? Are you sick? You -"

Halfway through, Song Yang suddenly had a strange guess in his mind: "You have known for a long time that I was going to attack Xia Chutang's food factory, so... you want to catch me?"

"No, I know you have taken action against the food factory."

Song Xu snorted, arrogantly: "If our sweet baby hadn't allowed me to help, do you think the few idiots you sent out would have won the order?"

Song Yang: "..."

"However, my sweet baby is also very powerful and does not need my help at all. The crisis has been completely resolved."

Not only did she solve the crisis, but she also directly transformed from a young rich woman into a huge millionaire.

Song Xu looked at his fingernails and said with a casual attitude: "You tell me... what should I do with these useless evidences in my hand?"

Song Yang: "..."

"Tell me, what do you want?"

Song Yang considered all the options in his mind, but in the end he could only bow his head angrily.

Song Xu was not polite and gave a direct answer: "Voluntarily withdraw from the Song family's succession struggle. Give up all domestic business."

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