Rong Qing, who was being nagged, sneezed and continued to play a game of chess with the old man in front of him.
On the chessboard, the black and white pieces were tangled together. It was hard to tell who was better.
"It's your turn."
The old man urged him again.
Rong Qing looked at him unhappily.
"What do you mean? How many times have you regretted your moves? I'm not playing anymore! "
Damn old man, regretting playing Gomoku!!!
Aren't you embarrassed?!!!
"That won't do, unless you admit defeat."
The old man glared at him.
This brat wants to run away?
Don't even think about it!
What's wrong with Gomoku?!
Isn't Gomoku still a game of chess?!
There's a lot of wisdom in Gomoku too!
"I'll never admit defeat!"
Rong Qing's attitude changed immediately. He picked up a piece and swallowed the mountains and rivers!
Plop. He placed the piece.
The old man looked at it and became anxious.
"No, no! You can't play here! "
He would lose if he played here!
Rong Qing sternly stopped him from regretting his move.
"Old Man Song, have some shame. If you regret your move, you've regretted it 38 times. Sanqi is fine, but do you want me to call you Sanba in the future? "
You can't be so shameless!
"Tsk."
Song Wai pursed his lips unhappily. "You bullied my son, that's why I'm here. Otherwise, who would want to play chess with you?"
There was no fun at all if he couldn't win.
He asked the servant to remove the chess game. Then, the two of them walked from the garden to the living room and sat down.
Rong Qing ordered a cup of hot cocoa without hesitation and looked at him.
"You didn't ask me to come here just to get back at me, right? No, you definitely didn't. "
After all, Old Man Song couldn't win against him.
"Hmph, you're smart."
Song Wai snorted a few times. He brewed a cup of tea and sipped it before speaking slowly.
"Last time, I heard that idiot Song Xian was looking for trouble with you because of a man?"
Oh?
Old Man Song heard about it too?
Rong Qing was a little interested and took a sip of the hot cocoa.
So sweet!
It was too sweet!
How much sugar did she put in?
He glanced at the old man's tea suspiciously.
Could this tea be sweet as well?
Song Wai looked at him warily. "What are you doing? We're talking about business! "
Don't stare at his tea!
Rong Qing snorted. If she didn't want to look, then so be it.
"What, you know about it too?"
She thought that Song Xian would at least cover up this matter a little. She didn't expect that it would reach Old Man Song. Tsk, tsk, tsk.
However, Old Man Song wasn't looking for trouble. Why was he looking for him?
Song Wai took another sip of tea.
"Do you know where that man came from?"
Rong Qing: "Why do you ask? Are you going to throw a million dollars at him to make him leave Song Xian? "
Song Wai: "Bah! Wouldn't that be letting him off easy? "
Rong Qing was uninterested, "Then you can't be asking about him because he's preparing to have another male daughter-in-law, right?"
Song Wai glared at him. "What nonsense are you spouting? I just want to know what kind of drug he gave that idiot Song Xian! Recently, Song Xian has been absent-minded during meetings. His phone keeps ringing at inappropriate times. I've checked. It's all because of that man called Xiao Ziqi. "
That little white lotus is quite capable!
Rong Qing couldn't help but think.
But did Song Xian really not want to make money anymore? Although he was now the Crown Prince, he hadn't officially ascended the throne. His position as the Emperor wasn't stable yet, and he already dared to cause trouble?
Tsk, tsk, tsk. That was why it was better to be a tycoon.
Although it was tiring, there was always the almighty Assistant He around. At most, he would get a bonus, but it wasn't as comfortable as having a family to feed.
"Just go ahead and investigate. Why are you asking me about Xiao Ziqi?"
He didn't have any real relationship with that little white lotus.
Song Wai glared at him angrily, "If I could find out, would I still be asking you?"
"Besides, I mainly wanted to ask you about something else."
"Oh?"
Rong Qing looked at his mysterious expression and became a little curious.
"What is it?"
Old man Song still had the guts to ask him?
After drinking a few sips of tea, Song Wai took out a few photos and handed them to him. He also handed him a folder.
"You're the one in this photo, right?"
Rong Qing took it and looked at it.
It was him, but it wasn't him.
In the photo, it was Boss and that little white lotus.
"You've found out about me?"
Rong Qing narrowed his eyes.
He began to emit an oppressive aura. If anyone found out about him and acted as if nothing had happened in front of him, then his title as Boss would be in vain.
He sighed in his heart. Rong Qing was indeed much better than his stupid son. Song Wai pushed the documents aside.
"This is an apology and also a reward. As long as you tell me one thing, this is yours."
He pushed the folder with a pained expression.
Rong Qing took the folder and flipped through it.
Good lord, Old man Song was quite generous. Although this deal was not as good as the one he signed with Song Xian, it was directly given to him. Who would complain about taking something for free?
"Tell me, what is it?"
For the sake of money, even if Old man Song wanted to know Xiao Ziqi's measurements, he would tell him everything he knew!
"Ahem," Song Wai cleared his throat and lowered his voice slightly. "I just want to ask, how did you get rid of Xiao Ziqi?"
According to his investigation, Rong Qing, like Song Xian, was obsessed with Xiao Ziqi. But recently, he immediately hated Xiao Ziqi. It was as if he was a completely different person.
As long as he knew the way, would he still have to worry about that idiot Song Xian continuing to be obsessed?
He was actually asking about this?
Rong Qing raised his eyebrows slightly. This was a bit interesting.
"It's quite simple, but Song Xian might not be suitable for this method."
He said slowly.
He wasn't lying. Song Xian really wasn't suitable.
Song Wai didn't believe him. He only thought that he didn't pay enough.
He gritted his teeth and gave him another name. It was a small company he had previously invested in.
"How about this as a bonus?"
"Deal!"
It would be a waste if he didn't take it!
Rong Qing quickly agreed.
He motioned for Old man Song to come closer. Song Wai leaned over with a face full of anticipation.
Rong Qing whispered a few words in his ear.
Song Wai's face began to darken.
Rong Qing took out his phone and showed him the screensaver.
Song Wai's face turned purple.
"Trust me, I promise it'll work!"
Rong Qing patted his chest confidently as he quickly tucked the folder under his armpit.
"If the bonus you mentioned works, give it to me. If it doesn't, then consider it my apology!"
With that, he slipped away as quickly as he could.
Only Song Wai's face was left green, then purple, and then green.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "You still want a small company?
You'll be lucky if I don't beat you to death! "
He actually said that he wanted Song Xian to be the one at the bottom! He even said that he was the same. If he believed his nonsense, he would be a donkey!
Rong Qing happily left the Song family's house with the documents. He picked up his phone and thought about it before sending a message to Little Wolfdog.
I earned some money thanks to you today. I'll send you a red packet.
After waiting for so many days, Lin Ji finally noticed that his phone had vibrated.
He pretended to pick up his phone casually and opened the message with a faint look of anticipation.
What was it?
After opening it, a trace of disappointment flashed in Lin Ji's eyes. Immediately, there was a trace of suspicion in his eyes.
Then, he felt his phone vibrate crazily.
Rong Qing was sending him red packets.
Moreover, they were sent one after another.
Soon, the screen was filled with red packets.
Lin Ji subconsciously wanted to open one, but a red packet popped up on the pop-up window. 520 yuan.
When he took a closer look, the message in the red packet was — Please send me your picture.
Lin Ji hurriedly turned off his phone, picked up the script, and slapped it on his face.
Shameless!!!
He felt a little irritated. His breath was boiling hot. When it was reflected by the script, it floated to his head, making his whole mind a little muddled.
No, he couldn't do this anymore.
No matter what Rong Qing was thinking, he shouldn't be the first to waver.
Moreover, what if Rong Qing was really just playing around?
Just like how he cared so much about Xiao Ziqi before, didn't he still ruin the male lead role for himself with 30 million yuan?
Lin Ji, wake up.
"Teacher Lin Ji, the director is calling for you."
Someone shouted from outside the lounge.
"Help me tell the director that I'll be right there after washing my face."
After quickly replying, Lin Ji put down the script, picked up his phone, and glanced at the red packets.
After thinking about it, he opened the red packets one by one.
Then, he sent them back one by one.
"Hmm?"
Rong Qing was puzzled. Who sent him so many messages at once?
He turned on his phone.
Huh?
Why did Little Wolfdog send red packets back?
He was puzzled, so he called him directly.
Lin Ji hesitated for five seconds, then sighed. There was a trace of anticipation in his eyes that he didn't realize, and he picked up the phone.
"What's up?"
Sexy, deep, and magnetic!
Little Wolfdog's voice was still perfect today!
After appreciating the red packets, Rong Qing asked directly.
"Why did you send red packets back?"
Lin Ji: "…"
"I didn't do anything. It's not good to receive so many red packets."
He said honestly.
Rong Qing snorted twice. "Fine."
After thinking about it, he simply told him about it.
"It's not like you didn't do anything. Look, didn't you play a big role? If it weren't for you, I might still be in the hands of Xiao Ziqi, just like that silly Song Xian. So I'll send you another red packet later. Don't send it out again. "
When the red packets were sent back, he couldn't experience the joy of being a tyrant at all!
It was too cruel to prevent him from achieving happiness!
Rong Qing sighed.
What did he mean by it wasn't like he didn't do anything?
What role did he play?
If Rong Qing didn't fall into the hands of Xiao Ziqi now, then who did he fall into?
Lin Ji only felt that these words were like firecrackers exploding in his ears, making him lose his mind.
Otherwise, why would he feel that these words sounded like Rong Qing was saying sweet nothings to him!
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