Rebirth in 1980: Overturning husband’s family and entering the business world

Although Song Mingguo also knew what was going on, one can imagine how he felt when he heard his third uncle say such things.

Song Mingguo looked helplessly at the person in front of him and said, "Uncle Third, can't you just talk to me a little bit? I think you are really here to cause trouble for me."

"I'm not causing trouble for you, I just want you to know that you don't have to compare yourself with Song Mingcheng. This person will be useless sooner or later."

Now Liu Cui is still unconditionally good to Song Mingcheng. If this continues, no one knows what the consequences will be in the future.

Joey nodded in agreement: "I think the third uncle is right. After all, Song Mingcheng is now crooked. If no one helps Song Mingcheng in the future, no one knows what will happen to Song Mingcheng."

"There is also the secretary who is in our shop today. I think this person's status should be very high in the factory, otherwise someone like Song Mingcheng would be so polite to others."

Song Mingguo thought about it and it seemed that Song Mingcheng was really polite to that person. What was going on?

"Don't think so much. This matter has nothing to do with us. As long as we do what we want to do and do it well, Song Mingcheng will bear the consequences." Joey said comfortingly.

Song Mingguo smiled and nodded, but his mood was still the same. Seeing this, Song Sanshu said, "Mingguo, do you still think about Liu Cuihua as your mother?"

Song Mingguo shook his head: "I wasn't thinking about this mother. I was just thinking that her father was so good to her, but she didn't know how to cherish her. She thought about someone who abandoned him from the beginning, and even thought that he would come back. Just thinking about it makes her sad. Quite ridiculous."

Third Uncle Song felt relieved. Fortunately, Song Mingguo didn't think about Liu Cuihua, otherwise Third Uncle Song would have been furious.

"By the way, what do you think about Song Jia? Do you have any thoughts on this matter?" Uncle Song thought of Song Jia and asked Song Mingguo next to him. Song Mingguo was the best to Song Jia at the beginning, and he must be the same now, right?

Song Mingguo said mockingly: "Third uncle, don't talk to me about Song Jia from now on. No matter what Song Jia does, it has nothing to do with me. I don't want to say anything more to such a person."

Uncle Song looked at Song Mingguo in shock and asked, "Mingguo, are you serious this time? Are you kidding?"

"You all know how good I am to Song Jia, Third Uncle. When I was so good to her, is this how she treated me?"

"Before, I wanted to help Song Mingcheng and the others come to me for prescriptions. What do you think I did wrong to Song Jia? Do you want Song Jia to plot against me and deal with me again and again?" Song Mingguo really didn't know who Song Jia was. What do you mean, I just know that I am really annoyed.

Especially when he thought of Song Jia hurting him again and again and still pretending to be innocent, Song Mingguo became even more disgusted with Song Jia.

Enjoying his kindness to her, he kept scheming against himself, and finally pretended to be innocent and said why he didn't treat her well and ignored her.

Song Mingguo even thought that he had done something wrong to have such a sister.

Seeing Song Mingguo's sad look, Third Uncle Song sighed helplessly and said, "It's right for you to think this way. After all, this Song Jia is really shameless. Look at what he's doing."

Hearing what Uncle Song said, Song Mingguo smiled slightly and said soothingly: "Uncle, don't be angry. I have let it go now. From now on, it doesn't matter whether Song Jia is good or not. I won't care about her anymore."

Uncle Song then nodded with satisfaction: "You are right to think so. If it weren't for Song Jia, you might not be like this now. This is all Song Jia's fault."

"Okay, Third Uncle, I'm living a good life now. Let's not talk about this matter. It sounds annoying."

Uncle Song shook his head helplessly and said, "You used to be so good to Song Jia, but now you feel dissatisfied when it comes to Song Jia. It seems that Song Jia has really angered you this time."

Song Mingguo just smiled and didn't say a word.

Facing Song Mingguo like this, Uncle Song didn't say any more. It was Song Jia who brought it to where he is today.

Song Mingwang looked at his old father and said, "Dad, if the Ming Dynasty doesn't want to talk about Song Jia's affairs, let's not talk about it. Now that the Ming Dynasty is such a good day, don't talk about people like this coming to spoil the fun."

Uncle Song nodded with a smile: "You are right, let's not talk about this anymore, let's talk about something happy."

Seeing Uncle Song like this, Song Mingguo said funnyly: "Actually, I'm not doing much either."

"I've told you everything that needs to be said. You should go and rest quickly. I'm old, so I need to rest early."

Song Mingguo still didn't know what was going on with Uncle Song, but he didn't expose it and took Joey upstairs to rest.

After the two left, Song Mingwang looked at Uncle Song and asked, "Dad, are there some things you haven't told Ming Guo and the others?"

Uncle Song glanced at his son: "What's there to say about these things? Isn't that what it is?"

Song Mingwang looked at Uncle Song with the corner of his mouth twitching. He didn't believe that his father meant this, but Ming Guo would definitely be disappointed and sad if he told these things. Now is their most critical time, and it is up to Song Mingguo and the others to decide how far they will go.

"As long as you know what you're doing, don't say anything you shouldn't say in front of Ming Guo. Do you hear it?"

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Song Mingguo and his wife who returned to the room on the other side also said this: "I always feel that Uncle San still has something he hasn't told us."

Song Mingguo nodded and said: "You are right. No matter what, this matter has nothing to do with us. If he doesn't tell us, we will just pretend that he doesn't know what he is doing. If he doesn't tell him, it may be for our own good. Just don't ask."

"Listen to you."

Since that day, Song Mingcheng has not been going well no matter what he does, especially his work, where he is always targeted. Director Lu is the same person as him, and Song Mingcheng knows that the person who targets him must be his secretary.

After being targeted again, Song Mingcheng went to find his secretary. When the secretary saw the person coming, his expression was very indifferent, and he didn't even want to look at Song Mingcheng: "Why did you come to see me?"

Song Mingcheng looked at his secretary and said directly: "Secretary, if you have any dissatisfaction with me, just tell me directly. There is really no need to treat me like this."

Secretary Tong put down what he was holding, looked at Song Mingcheng expressionlessly and asked, "You said I was targeting you?"

"Isn't it?" In recent times, his work has been trivial but not really stressful. On the contrary, his nemesis is all performance-improving work.