After the poor daughter was exposed: bigwigs from all walks of life went crazy

The Fang family members were completely unable to sit still at this point, and were extremely excited by the word "eight-digit number".

Fang Xuan had little education, so he counted on his fingers and checked. Wow! Tens of millions!

You're about to become successful!

He was so excited that he was incoherent. All his concerns and worries were instantly thrown out of his mind, not to mention the confidentiality agreement.

"Yes, we have all the goods you want!"

"really?"

Fang Xin looked at her brother, whose mind was clouded by money, with confusion.

"Tsk, you don't know, the goods we supply to Royal No. 1 are mixed with real and fake goods! They order quite a lot every time, and the Chai family has earned hundreds of dollars this year by supplying them!"

"If we two brothers and sisters join forces, we will definitely be able to surpass them!"

Fang Xuan lowered his voice and spoke mysteriously while sitting next to Fang Xin.

"The quality of their counterfeit products is very high and no one has been found so far. I once sold a batch of products to my friend and he asked me to buy it back!"

"That's right. The staff at Royal No. 1 all said that the fakes we have here are of good quality."

Fang Ye and his wife also came forward and talked, actively promoting the supply of goods.

If they used Fang Xin's money to open a store, and then used Chai's goods to cooperate with that boss, it would be a sure-win business.

They don't have to invest any capital and can just wait to make a profit from the price difference, which is really wonderful.

Listening to their words, Fang Xin's smile became brighter and brighter, and she took out the 30,000 yuan without saying a word.

These few words were enough, enough to add icing on the cake to the evidence of Royal No. 1's crime, and enough to completely destroy the Fang family.

Huang Jiagui, the boss of Royal No. 1, who is unaware that his entertainment empire is about to be destroyed by tens of thousands of dollars, is still immersed in the land of pleasure and unable to extricate himself.

There was a gasp in the lounge of the top box.

Sweat soaked her hair, which piled up messily on Huo Ruman's cheeks.

She closed her eyes and enjoyed the pleasure that came like waves hitting the rocks.

Ever since her scandal with her male subordinate was exposed, she has not done anything out of line for a long time in order to avoid suspicion, like a dry plant in the desert.

Plus, this was her first time in this top-floor private room, so it was quite new and she was particularly excited.

"Missed me, baby?"

Huang Jiagui raised his hand and stroked her back. His ferocious scarred face seemed a little softer in the dim light.

Huo Ruman pressed her hands with red nail polish on Huang Jiagui's body.

"Of course I want to. Last week I helped you get several people out of jail, but you didn't even bother to come to me. You had to wait for me to come here on my own initiative."

Huang Jiagui: "I'm just busy with that old guy Wang Weicai calculating last month's shareholder dividends. I can't spare any time."

"He relies on his status to get money from me every day. I have done so many dirty things for him in secret and laundered so much money for so many years, but he never even thinks of me."

Huo Ruman raised her hand to lift the hair stuck to her face, and Huang Jiagui took the opportunity to change direction.

"Okay, I've helped Wang Weicai a lot over the years, but he still threatens me. Just wait and see. When he retires, the world will be ours."

The two people were immersed in happiness and didn't notice the red dot on the door of the lounge that was vibrating and flashing regularly, or the recorder stuck on the bedside...

At one o'clock in the morning, almost all the drinking parties were over, and people left one after another, talking and laughing.

Gu Xingye, who had just drunken a lot with Song Yun and was unconscious, was helped into the car by Lu Bai and Jin Yuhao.

They all looked puzzled. From the moment the noble Song Yun entered the private room, neither of them spoke to each other, but they tacitly drank one glass after another.

Every time Chu Qingqing thought of that atmosphere, she couldn't help but feel her hair stand on end.

Jealousy was surging, and an indescribable atmosphere was undercurrent. This was probably what the Shura Field was like.

But speaking of which, who is the man called Song Bai by Shen Shu?

Before, they thought he was just a military training instructor, but today, seeing his luxurious attire, the groups of bodyguards following him, and the ten bottles of liquor worth tens of thousands of dollars served in one go, everything showed that he was extraordinary.

Just as everyone closed the car door and prepared to leave, a dozen young men dressed like rich young men walked out of the gate of Royal One.

They were talking and laughing, surrounding the man in the royal blue suit in the middle.

"Everyone must make time to get together for the National Racing League at the end of this month!"

"I have already reserved two VVIP viewing boxes, please come and have a look!"

"..."

The National Racing League is a large-scale event, and the audience includes leading figures in various fields, celebrity idols from the entertainment industry, mysterious bosses who keep a low profile, and so on.

If you don’t get a good spectator seat, it’s considered embarrassing in the circle.

"Will Mr. Song come then?"

A man who seemed to be in his early twenties asked cautiously.

Song Yun's face was calm, and you couldn't tell at all that he had just had a drinking contest with someone.

"go."

When he answered in the affirmative, everyone cheered.

Lu Bai watched the scene quietly through the car window.

He knew the man standing next to Song Yun. He was the son of a secretary of the Beijing Municipal Office. The people standing next to him were probably of similar status.

Lu Bai is actually from Beijing. His father, Lu Yongfeng, is the youngest son of the main Lu family faction in Beijing. He has been living here since he was transferred to Nanhe Province for work. He only returns to Beijing once a year during festivals or meetings.

Therefore, he knew quite a few people in the circle of second-generation officials in Beijing.

Normally, these arrogant second-generations rarely praise or respect anyone collectively, so the scene before them was a little too weird.

Lu Bai always felt that Song Yun looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him. Seeing him being treated so attentively by everyone, Lu Bai suddenly had an idea.

He has the answer.

It was Song Yun! The man known as the prince of the Beijing circle!

Thinking that the relationship between Shen Shu and Song Yun was not simple, Lu Bai couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

Does Shen Shu know Song Yun’s true identity?

Song Yun sat in the back seat, while Jiang Jingxiu sat in the passenger seat with his head down, looking very depressed.

He didn't want to go to the Southern Hemisphere to mine, especially when he saw Song Wu's face, which was so dark from the sun that his facial features were almost unrecognizable, driving the car. He felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to cry but had no tears.

Song Yun swiped the screen of his mobile phone and looked at the chat box with Shen Shu.

Haven't replied to his message yet? The little girl won't be angry, right?