Reborn at 90, taking space to counterattack and become rich

"Sweetie, thank you."

Some way out of the old house, Song Xu stopped and spoke to the girl seriously.

"Are you okay?" Xia Chutang was still a little worried about Song Xu's mood.

Song Xu shook his head and said directly: "It's not good at all."

Xia Chutang: "..."

The two held hands and walked out of the old house. When they arrived at the door and saw Song Taiming's Rolls Royce, Song Xu's face became even more gloomy.

"Cheng Dehai, didn't you say you couldn't find the whereabouts of this scumbag?"

Song Xu was very unhappy, "What's the result?"

What upset Song Xu the most was not Mrs. Song's cheating.

But Song Taiming's sudden appearance was beyond his control.

"Master, I didn't handle this well." Cheng Dehai felt very guilty.

Xia Chutang noticed that the temples of Cheng Dehai, who was bowing his head, had already turned white, and felt unbearable in his heart.

After getting along for so long, Cheng Dehai is more like an elder.

As long as it's not official business, Xia Chutang prefers to call him "Uncle Cheng" in private.

"If someone really wants to hide, it's really hard to find him." Xia Chutang said.

There is no Internet yet, and monitoring is even less.

If a person is hiding sincerely, it is really not easy to find him.

"I'm very unhappy to be manipulated by that scumbag."

Song Xu did not hide his emotions in front of the two people in front of him.

Xia Chutang rolled her eyes, "You guys get in the car first and wait for me."

Walking to the Rolls-Royce, the girl knocked on the driver's window.

As the glass window fell, Xia Chutang showed a particularly friendly and harmless smile: "Brother, may I ask where Mr. Song is from?"

"Mr. Song?"

The driver thought for a moment and then said, "Are you talking about the family who rented the car? I picked them up from the airport."

Rent a car? Airport? !

Xia Chutang opened her eyes wide and looked at the brand new luxury car: "You said this car doesn't belong to him? Is it rented?"

"This car is a Rolls-Royce. Can ordinary people afford it?"

The driver introduced the young girl: "Our car belongs to a wealthy businessman in Hong Kong City. I heard that something happened years ago and his car was detained at the airport."

"We are all working on the economy now, and the airport is also thinking about generating revenue. Isn't it almost the end of the year? We packed up this car and rented it out. It costs two thousand yuan a day!"

1996 was the year before Hong Kong City came back. A lot of gossip and rumors were flying around. Ninety-nine percent of what the driver said was true.

"Then has he paid the rent?" Xia Chutang asked again.

The driver waved his hand and said, "I said I was going in to do some errands and would come out to pay later."

After that, the driver asked proactively: "By the way, did you come out of it too? Have you seen my guest?"

Xia Chutang turned on the acting mode and sighed: "Yes, I did, but he owes someone else a lot of money. The reason why I came to ask you just now was because I was thinking that he could afford such a good car. It will definitely not cost me one or two thousand. But the car is rented...then I have to go back and ask for the money."

"What? You said he has no money?"

The driver suddenly became anxious, opened the door and got out, asking urgently: "Is he in there now? I have to get the rent back quickly."

Xia Chutang nodded and pointed the way very considerately.

Watching the driver trot into Song's house in a hurry, Xia Chutang returned to the car.

"What did you say to him? So happy?"

Song Xu didn't hear what the girl said in the car, but saw Xia Chutang coming back with a very happy smile.

"Uncle Cheng, let's not leave in a hurry."

"Okay, Miss Xia."

Cheng Dehai pulled the handbrake and was curious, "Did you say anything to Song Taiming's driver?"

"That's not Song Taiming's driver."

Xia Chutang smiled and recounted what she had just learned.

After hearing what Xia Chutang said, Cheng Dehai didn't say anything for a long time, and then said after a long time: "This makes sense. I have been looking for people in villa areas in various cities before. Now it seems that he should have been in an ordinary residence. district."

Song Xu snorted coldly: "I just said he was a waste."

After thinking about it, Song Xu decided to return to the house. He wanted to see how he could explain Song Taiming, a scumbag.

Xia Chutang also agreed. After getting off the car, the two of them walked quietly to the hall without disturbing the servants of the old house.

Before they even reached the door, Mrs. Song's angry voice came out: "You're so shameless! Didn't you say you made a profit of 30 million? Why... why did you even rent the car?"

"Cough cough cough -" Mrs. Song was so angry that she kept coughing.

Wu Fei explained for her husband: "Mom, Taiming has been trying to do business these years. But... his luck has been a bit bad. As for the 30 million, didn't you say that you want us to come back and take over the Song family? We will I made some more numbers, it sounds good."

Mrs. Song: "..."

"Are you done talking? Who pays?"

The driver's sudden voice came out, "If you want to pay for rent, I'll call the police. I'm also a part-time worker, and I can't pay without paying."

Song Taiming's gentle voice said: "Master, we don't owe you money. Look at where we live, how can we owe you money? It's just that I lost my wallet and I don't have any money right now... No, you come over tomorrow? I will definitely not default on your debt!"

"go to hell!"

The driver suddenly became anxious and shouted: "If you don't pay me today, I will call the police. Will you pay me?"

The driver rushed up and grabbed Song Taiming's collar: "If you don't give it, go to the police station with me!"

"Oh, let go." Wu Fei stepped forward to pull the driver and said anxiously: "Look at the house here, we can live in such a big yard, how can we still rely on your thousands of dollars?"

The driver spat hard: "Bah! You can rent a car, but who knows if this house is also rented? A thousand yuan? How many people can earn a thousand yuan a month? What are you bragging about!"

Wu Fei: "..."

Seeing the driver pulling Song Taiming out, Mrs. Song shouted: "Chen Sheng! Get money for this driver. Let him leave quickly."

Chen Sheng immediately went to the safe to get a stack of banknotes and handed them to the driver: "Here are two thousand yuan. You count it. Let our young master go first."

"Hey." The driver fiercely put aside the collar in his hand.

He took the money, wet it with saliva and started counting the money.

Soon after the driver checked the banknotes, he said with a dark face, "The money is correct. I'll drive off that car."

Song Taiming touched his neck, looking too frightened. Can't even make a sound.

"Tsk, tsk, Mr. scumbag who makes 30 million, what's wrong with you?"

Song Xu and Xia Chutang picked the right moment and came in from outside.

When they saw Song Xu coming back, the expressions of everyone in the hall changed drastically.

Mrs. Song's face became even more dejected, and she forced herself to ask, "Why are you back?"

"Old woman, of course you don't want me to come back."

Song Xu replied coldly: "If I don't come back, you can come up with a secret plan and let your good-for-nothing son take over the Song family? Right?"

Unfortunately, before this plan could even begin, his sweetheart discovered the trick.

Mrs. Song knew that she could not give the seal to her youngest son, so she closed her eyes and begged: "Xiao Xu, he is your father. If you take over the family, can you leave him a way to survive?"