[pattern] Song's son

It was midnight when Su Yizheng woke up again, and the dark sky outside the house was dotted with navigation lights or stars. In London, a city that was over-polluted by the industrial revolution, the starry sky at night was also the cleanest.

He stared blankly at the sky, then turned his head to look at Song Yubin who was sleeping deeply next to him.

Song Yubin is actually the most unremarkable one in F4, he doesn't have the attractive height of Gu Junpyo, and he doesn't have the bookish aura brought by Yoon Jihoo, let alone his delicacy, but this is how he is covered up in F4 With his superior appearance, he is the most popular character in F4.

Su Yizheng understood in his heart that although Gu Junbiao has always said that he is the well-deserved king in F4, Song Yubin is actually sitting firmly on the top spot in F4.Often his words can affect Gu Junbiao and even the entire Shinhwa Group. Even women like Jiang Jixiu look at Song Yubin with admiration. Ji Xiu's forcible sending abroad is also inseparable from Song Yubin.

But just like this, the man who should stand at the top of Korea and even the whole world is obedient to him, and he is too careful not to step over the minefield.

He rubbed over, then pressed a light kiss on Song Yubin's face, then got up, picked up the pajamas beside him and quietly left the bedroom.

He is also a man, it is impossible to rely on Song Yubin's escort for everything.If possible, he also hopes to help Song Yubin.

Su Yi closed the bedroom door with his backhand, then walked to the door and turned on the light.The clothes of the two were scattered in the hall, and the mess at that time could still be seen vaguely. Su Yi was walking over, picked up his clothes from the ground, and took out a simple envelope and a mobile phone from his pocket.

The envelope is very thin, and it is only the thickness of a piece of paper in terms of feel, but often the thickness of a piece of paper carries unacceptable news.

Su Yizheng turned off the light, and quietly walked into the study room adjacent to the bedroom. He closed the door behind his back and locked it, walked to the desk and sat down, put the envelope on the table, and reached out to turn on the light on the desk.

He stared blankly at the white envelopes placed on the table, wondering whether he should open them or not.

Open?Or... don't open it?

A dim light flashed in Su Yizheng's eyes, then he stretched out his hand to open the envelope, and pulled out a piece of white paper from inside.The white paper was not written by hand, but was quickly typed by a machine, with some formatting and mechanization.

Hello, Mr. Su Yizheng!I am very glad that you can read this letter and calm down to read it. Of course, you must have met my assistant Leo before reading this letter. He admires your talent as much as I do.

Please forgive me for surveying you because I admire your talent too much, but also because of this survey I am also very happy to know that Mr. Su, you have the same goal as us!

Please don't wonder what the same goal is, you just need to think about where the 8000 million won transferred from your hand a month ago went, and you will know where my goal is.

The so-called enemy of an enemy is a friend. If Mr. Su doesn't mind, he can make us good friends, and then work together to fight our enemies.

Of course, if Mr. Su is not willing, we will not force it, but I hope that Mr. Su will not tell your pillow people the news of our existence.If Mr. Su agrees, please see the contact information below and give me a call. Leo and I are waiting for good news here.

Sincerely, Chu Yang

Su Yizheng turned it over, and saw a few extremely eye-catching numbers on the white letterhead. It could be seen that this was a string of phone numbers.

He put down the letter paper, took out a pack of cigarettes from the desk drawer, took out a cigarette, and lit it.A cigarette was held in the slender white fingers, which was strangely beautiful.

Su Yizheng took a deep breath of the cigarette, and then slowly exhaled the smoke from his mouth, the smoke was lingering.

A month ago, 8000 million yuan was indeed transferred out of his hands. The transfer of 8000 million yuan has been kept secret, including his father, and the head of the Su family did not know where the money was transferred.But only he knew in his heart that the money was transferred to the name he used in the Korean stock market.The only function of that name or that team is to add resistance to the Song Group, or to prevent the Song Group's economy from growing too fast.

In the eyes of many people, such an approach is against the Song Corporation, but with the memory of his previous life, he knows that the Song Corporation seems to be brilliant, but the bubble economy in it is too big, and the Song Corporation without Song Yubin is even more vulnerable. Even the group that annexed most of the Song family after Song Yubin's death eventually died because of the huge economic bubble of the Song family.

It's not that he didn't think about telling Song Yubin to let the Song Corporation self-regulate and finally resist this so-called bubble economy, but the Song Corporation is too large, and it affects the whole body. If this kind of thing is not handled properly, it may cause the entire Song Corporation There is a problem with the chain.The most objective method is to use third-party funds to suppress the Song Corporation's economic growth rate. This will not affect the Song Corporation's internal capital chain, but also make the Song Corporation's foundation more stable.Now that he and Song Yubin are together in this life, he no longer ignores it.

He was unwilling to tell Song Yubin about this, largely because Song Yubin did not have 100% trust in him.Su Yizheng is very clear that even though Song Yubin is obedient to him now, Song Yubin has no trust in him after what happened in his previous life.

Rather than letting Song Yubin be suspicious of him in every possible way, it is better not to let him know from the beginning.

However, the person who gave him this letter would not have the same purpose as him.Still think...he wants to suppress the Song family?

So... who could it be?

Being able to find out his extremely hidden affairs through layers of relationships, and find him or choose him among thousands of people who are against the Song family, Su Yizheng does not believe in the false rhetoric of admiring talent.Hand the letter to him at this pottery fair and be sure he will open it.

Whether this person is an enemy or a friend, this person's scheming is terrifying.

He suddenly remembered the murder case of the Song family that shocked the entire Korean upper class in the previous life.His intuition told him that the person who sent him this letter definitely did not simply want to destroy the Song family financially. Even if this person was not the mastermind of the tragedy, he would definitely have something to do with it.

Su Yi was picking up the mobile phone on the table, and after unlocking it, he slid his finger unconsciously in the address book.His eyes are deep, and occasionally there is a glimmer of light in the depths of his eyes.

In the end, he pressed down on a phone as if making up his mind, and dialed out.

"Check me a number 072-9632"

"Check everything you can find."

Su Yizheng hung up the phone and leaned back on the chair thinking about something. The phone emitted a glowing light, which reflected on Su Yizheng's face and made him look even more profound.

Whether to make this call or not.

Su Yizheng's fingers pressed numbers on the screen, hovering between the return key and the dial key.

What will happen after this call is made, Su Yizheng doesn't know.The only thing he can be sure of is that once this call is made, the relationship between him and Song Yubin will develop in an unknown direction.

It's better to fight, at least he and Song Yubin should give each other an explanation.

Su Yi was pressing the dial button, and the beeping sound of the call was particularly harsh in the quiet night.

"Master Su, I'm glad you can call." The voice was that of the man who was at the exhibition during the day, but now this man does not have the flattery during the day, but is calm and inadvertently treacherous.

Su Yi raised his eyebrows, his eyes deepened unconsciously: "Where is the person who invited me?"

"Mr. has fallen asleep," the man smiled on the other end of the phone, and continued, "But Mr. specifically explained that if Young Master Su calls, he must invite Young Master Su to the humble house."

"Master Su won't object, will he?"

"England?" Su Yizheng paused, and continued: "I only have time tomorrow."

"Tomorrow afternoon, Young Master Su can also have dinner with your husband."

Su Yizheng's eyes darkened, and he asked casually, "Which place?"

"It's in the suburbs. Someone will pick up Young Master Su at that time. The arrival of Young Master Su will definitely make the humble house flourish."

Su Yizheng didn't speak, and directly took off the phone and ended the call.

He threw the phone on the table, took the piece of paper off the table, looked at it blankly for two seconds, lit a piece of paper with a lighter, and threw it on the floor to wait for it to burn.

I hope he won't regret his choice this time.Su Yizheng evoked a mocking smile, there were so many unsatisfactory things in life, and he just encountered a few of them.

Su Yi was taking out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke.

Song Yubin, if I hadn't met you, my life wouldn't have been like this.

Marry a wife and have children, join hands with the person who is not the favorite for a lifetime, let nature take its course to stand on the pinnacle of the art world, all the happiness is plain and joyful.It shouldn't be like this, entangled in this indifferent love every day.

But it's just so indifferent... But he couldn't bear to let go.

Su Yi was smiling wryly to himself, half of his face was hidden in the darkness, he couldn't see his expression clearly, he lost his strength in front of others, showing a kind of fragility.

He just sat there blankly, lighting one cigarette after another, and then watched the tiny sparks on the cigarette butt go out.

"Yi Zheng?" Song Yubin pushed open the door, and then saw Su Yizheng sitting in front of the desk with a blank face, "I didn't see you when I got up, so I came to look for you. Why didn't you sleep and came here to stay?"

Song Yubin walked in while asking a slightly reproachful question, and frowned when he saw the cigarette butts scattered on the ground beside Su Yizheng's feet, "Why do you smoke so much? Do you want to die?"

"Can't sleep, get up and sit down." Su Yizheng stood up, looked up at Song Yubin, "What time is it?"

"It's almost seven o'clock," Song Yubin walked to the window, pulled the curtains suddenly, and white light flooded into the room, dispelling the darkness in the room.

"It's dawn..."

At dawn, those unknown thoughts should disappear.

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