Chapter 32: The Surface Brothers
"Qing Dong, I really didn't mean to offend your distinguished guest, please open up!" Meng Zhe said anxiously, wanting to make a final attempt.
However, such struggles are in vain.
"Get out of here, you're not welcome here. Qing Fen made a straight face and said coldly.
But now, how can Meng Zhe accept to leave?
"Qing Dong, my father is a subordinate of your son, please forgive me for my recklessness this time!" Meng Zhe couldn't care about losing face anymore, and begged extremely humbly.
When Qing Fen heard this, he was even more annoyed in his heart.
Lin Fei said what is this person coming from?
Immortal Master Lin has spoken like this, he is still not interested, and he keeps arguing here?
Qing Fen originally wanted to leave Meng Zhe a little more thin noodles at the end, but at this moment, he did not hesitate to say: "Get him out for me!"
The two security guards immediately responded and blasted Meng Zhe out.
He was pulled out of the gate of the Ji family's villa, stumbled under his feet, and almost fell to the ground.
Meng Zhe didn't have the heart to curse the two security guards at all, just stood in place in despair. He was in a daze for a long time, then smiled nervously.
It's just that such a smile is even uglier than crying.
This little gentleman, who has followed Song Hao for many years, sat down on the ground without any image. He took out a cigarette and lit it, but his trembling hands failed to light it.
"The grass is paralyzed, even the wind is against me?!" Meng Zhe roared hysterically, looking extremely abnormal.
Complaining, that's probably it.
With a "snap", Meng Zhe slammed the zippo lighter in his hand to the ground. He took out his mobile phone and called his father, Meng Tiancheng.
On the other end of the phone, a middle-aged man's voice soon came: "Aren't you at the Qing family's banquet? Why did you suddenly think of calling me?"
Meng Zhe pursed his lips, but he didn't know how to speak.
Meng Tiancheng didn't notice anything wrong, and said with a smile: "How about it, your father and I gave you this opportunity, did you know some big names with Song Shao?"
At this moment, Meng Zhe wanted to die, and said stubbornly: "Dad, something happened..."
With a trembling voice, he informed Meng Tiancheng of what had happened before.
"What did you say?!"
"You bastard, Lao Tzu grass mud horse!" Meng Tiancheng almost collapsed, and his voice even burst into a broken voice.
He had already been carried away by anger, and the moment he blurted out this expletive, he didn't realize that it was a natural thing...
"Do you know, where did everything come from for our family now? Lao Tzu finally caught the line of the Qing family, how much effort has it taken in the past few years to get to where we are today? You brute, you actually said that Qing Dong's distinguished guest was a thief, and the Qing family was offended to death!"
"Tell me about Lao Tzu, how will our family live in the future?!"
Meng Zhe was scolded so bloody, and his father, who had always been used to being so angry with him, made him resist: "Dad, then I didn't know that Lin Fei's head was so big! Who the hell would have thought that a little bodyguard would be a distinguished guest of the Qing family?"
Meng Tiancheng was so angry that his mind was dizzy for a while, and he almost turned his back on it: "Bastard, you still dare to talk back?"
Meng Zhe gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Dad, it's useless for you to scold me, everything has already happened." You're making so much money anyway, so you should retire earlyβ"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Meng Tiancheng's roar: "I'll paralyze you, do you know how serious things are now?"
"What kind of sin did I create in my last life, why did I give birth to such a thing as you? You fucking said that you want to buy a villa and a luxury car, and Lao Tzu thinks that you can earn it anyway, so I will buy it all for you! Plus you bastard stock speculation and other losers, do you know how many loans we owe? More than three million!"
"Do you understand? Lao Tzu has nothing now!"
"Nothing!"
Meng Tiancheng's throat was hoarse and itchy, and he couldn't stop coughing.
Coughing and coughing, this middle-aged man who was nearly fifty years old actually cried.
Meng Tiancheng was emotionally agitated, and a hoarse and difficult breathing sound came out of his throat. He hurriedly found heart medicine and took it, and now he felt better.
There is something hateful about the wretched. The years when he was accustomed to his son's flying and domineering had already laid the foundation for today.
Meng Zhe finally panicked, and said urgently: "Dad, then you mean that our family is about to go bankrupt, and my villa and sports car are gone?!"
At this moment, Meng Tiancheng almost wanted to strangle his son who had been raised for more than 20 years.
It's all at this juncture, and he's still thinking about his villa and sports car. Lao Tzu was almost so angry that he had a heart attack and died suddenly, and he didn't care about this thing at all. Even if you have a dog, you can care more about people than him!
Meng Tiancheng was silent for a long time, and finally said hoarsely: "You have been with Song Shao for so many years, you have a little friendship, right?"
Meng Zhe was stunned for a moment, and then said in ecstasy: "Yes, I can still ask Song Shao to help! As long as Song Shao intercedes for me, Qing Dong will definitely open the net!"
Meng Tiancheng sighed and said weakly: "Go ahead." β
After hanging up the phone, Meng Tiancheng smiled bitterly.
There was a sentence he did not say.
As long as there is a gap in status and status, there will inevitably be an asymmetry in interpersonal relationships.
This Song Shao may not be able to take Meng Zhe seriously.
Even if it's ugly, it's just a dog.
......
The Qing family's banquet was still lively, and no one cared too much about Meng Zhe who was kicked out. When I hear someone mention it, most of them take it as a joke.
After Qing Lixue and Ji Yaoguang appeared on the stage, no one cared about Meng Zhe, a fool.
The focus of everyone's eyes is on two women who are so beautiful that they make their hearts palpitate.
The two women were a little surprised to see Lin Fei, but they didn't expect him to come to the banquet as well.
Ji Yaoguang smiled at Lin Fei and nodded, which was regarded as a greeting.
And Qing Lixue was not happy no matter how she looked at Lin Fei, and complained about her father again in her heart, why did she respect this kind of charlatan?
Thinking so, she snorted coldly and turned her head.
After the protagonist of the banquet arrived, the scene soon began to cut the nine-tiered birthday cake.
It was at this time that Song Hao appeared in the hall.
"Song Shao, you're here!" Seeing him appear, someone immediately stepped forward and whispered in his ear, telling what had happened before.
Song Hao's face changed after hearing this, and he looked at Lin Fei gloomily.
He didn't expect that Lin Fei would dare to clean up his own people. I didn't expect that Qingfen would be so respectful to Lin Fei.
Just as Song Hao was speculating about Lin Fei's identity, his mobile phone rang.
Seeing that it was Meng Zhe calling, Song Hao frowned and picked it up.
Meng Zhe is a qualified dogleg, when he cried about what happened to him, he was interrupted impatiently by Song Hao: "Okay, shut up, Lao Tzu already knew." β
"Song Shao is really well-informed!" Meng Zhe patted his ass and hurriedly said, "Then Song Shao, look, can you help me intercede?"
A sneer appeared at the corner of Song Hao's mouth, and only one word was spit out: "Get out!"