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Chapter 32 The truth about father’s resignation 1
  Although I don't want to see Liu Xiuwen, I have already agreed to Lao Song, so it would be better to go there.

Song Xiaoran nodded: "Okay, see you tomorrow."

Song Xiran hummed, rolled up the car window, and ordered the driver to drive away.

Watching Song Xiran go away, Song Xiaoran felt that Song Xiran was colder to him than when he was in the room.

It seems that I was pretending to be intimate just now, just to make my parents feel at ease.

Also, since she came to the Song family, she has been acting like a monster a lot, and she is very polite and well-mannered if people don't say anything bad to her.

As for myself, the thought of those bloody relationships in the original book was a big headache, so it was best not to have anything to do with this real daughter.

Zhao Shaokang looked at Song Xiaoran's lost look and couldn't help but joke: "What's wrong? Are you jealous that Xiran has a car to pick you up? Yes, this car used to pick you up. Now, you can only ride a bicycle. There is a big gap. too big."

Song Xiaoran rolled his eyes at Zhao Shaokang: "Yes, yes, I'm so jealous, I'm jealous to death. Just a little bit."

Zhao Shaokang couldn't help laughing and tried his best to suppress the urge to pinch her cheeks.

Although the two talked for so long in the restaurant and even formed a "strategic partnership", their relationship had improved a bit, but they were still not close enough to get involved.

"Don't be envious. When our business becomes prosperous, I will also buy a car to transport you."

"Tch, can you drive? Do you have a driver's license?"

"No, you can teach me."

"Ah, how did you know I could drive?"

"I think you can do everything."

"Come on, I will not only teach you business, but also teach you how to drive! That 55% share is too much of a loss. At least 46!

"Okay okay."

"No, 37!"

"Okay okay."

"Not even 37, 19! I'm 1 and you're 9!"

"Okay, okay, it's up to you."

A pair of young people were chatting and laughing. At this time, the moonlight was shining down, like silk threads, warm and romantic, covering the two of them with two silver gauze.
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  At 12 noon, in the private room on the top floor of Huaxia Hotel, Song Wenxuan's family, who had arrived early, were sitting.

Song Wenxuan sat in the main seat and looked at the people in the private room: "I already made it clear when I was at home, so I won't repeat it now. When Xiaoran and her mother come, they will thank you and apologize. You know what you should and shouldn’t do.”

"Understood, Dad."

"Okay, Dad."

"Understood, brother-in-law."

In addition to Song Xiran, those who responded included the eldest son Song Zijie, Li Li and his wife, and his wife Liu Xiuwen's brother, Liu Changgui.

Liu Changgui is in his 40s and an old man from the machinery factory. He has been working with Song Wenxuan since he was young. Now he is the director of the production department of the machinery factory. He is mainly responsible for production in the factory and is considered a high-ranking official.

Song Wenxuan first set his sights on Liu Changgui. Like an eggplant beaten by frost, he lowered his head guiltily and did not dare to look directly at him.

He finally turned his attention to his wife Liu Xiuwen, with a strong warning in his eyes.

Liu Xiuwen is completely different from the fierce image she had in the past. Now she is like a frustrated little wife, aggrieved and afraid to speak.

Song Xiran, who was sitting aside, hugged Liu Xiuwen's shoulders comfortingly: "Mom, this is not your responsibility. Don't blame yourself too much."

Liu Xiuwen shook the hand of the daughter beside her, feeling in her heart that after all, her own daughter would love others.

Now that something like this has happened, how can you blame yourself? If you want to blame it, it’s your incompetent brother!
  Thinking like this, Liu Xiuwen glared at Liu Changgui fiercely. Liu Changgui's head couldn't help but lower to the ground.

"Yes, Mom, you are not involved in the management," Song Zijie said to help, "Even if my uncle makes an oversight, he will not be dismissed..."

boom!
  Song Wenxuan slapped the table and glared at Song Zijie: "You're not clean either. You and your uncle and aunt have made a mess in the steel factory, and I haven't settled the accounts with you yet. I asked you to go and learn, but you're trying to rip off the tiger's skin for me. To be a big banner and to be involved in management is like playing the piano randomly.”

Song Zijie was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word, and fell silent for an instant.

Oh, what a worry!
  Song Wenxuan sighed, and his chest felt congested. Only the two daughters and the second son in the family could feel relieved.

Dong Dong Dong, someone knocked on the door of the private room.

Liu Changgui, who was sitting outside, quickly stood up and opened the door.

The visitors were none other than Qin Xiang and Song Xiaoran.

"Qin, Xiang, please come in quickly," Liu Changgui deliberately avoided Qin Xiang's eyes and did not dare to look at her, "Xiao Ran, please come in quickly."

Song Xiaoran followed into the room and looked at his uncle with some suspicion.

[Why is my uncle so haggard after not seeing him for a few days? He used to be full of energy and acted recklessly. What happened? He was cooked by someone else? Also, why did you dare not look at my mother just now? Is there a story in that look? 】

Liu Changgui ranks second in the Liu family, with the eldest sister Liu Xiuwen above him, and a younger brother and younger sister below him.

This uncle and niece should have been very close to each other, but because of Liu Xiuwen's relationship, the entire Liu family was not polite to him and had no shame.

This uncle is a little better than others. When he was a child, he would give himself some toys during the Chinese New Year.

So the relationship between Song Xiaoran and his uncle is pretty good.

Liu Changgui heard Song Xiaoran's voice. Although he was mentally prepared, he was still shocked. Especially the content of his niece's voice made her even more embarrassed.

Most of the people present are considered Song Xiaoran’s family members.

Only Song Xiran, Song Xiaoran and she couldn't count. What should we count? Sister or sister. Song Xiaoran felt from the bottom of her heart that no matter how she counted, it was inappropriate, and she could only be regarded as a stranger with a special relationship.

So everyone except Song Xiran heard her voice.

The most shocked people here, besides Liu Changgui, were Song Zijie and his wife. The two of them looked at each other, their hearts trembling, but they could only pretend not to hear.

Because of Song Xiaoran's "power" after waking up, Song Wenxuan specially found Liu Xiuwen's sister and brother to talk to Song Zijie and his wife alone. He told them all the possible situations and asked them to be calm and not to make rude reactions. to his own baby daughter.

To put it simply, you have to pretend not to hear even if you hear something.

At this point, Song Wenxuan and Song Kun husband and wife both adhere to the same idea and let nature take its course.

Liu Changgui coughed for a while to hide his embarrassment.

Qin Xiang also glared at his daughter and pulled her to sit down quickly.

My daughter guessed right. There is quite a story between Liu Changgui and her.

When he was young, Qin Xiang was a flower in the factory office. He graduated from high school, was educated, was beautiful, and had many suitors.

This Liu Changgui is one of them.

He asked himself that because of his marriage relationship with the factory director, he was considered a middle-level cadre in the factory. He was young and promising, and he should have been a sure success.

But Qin Xiang didn't like him and chose Song Kun, which really made him angry.

Liu Changgui was so angry that he never took the opportunity to retaliate because of love and hatred over the years, until that incident happened three years ago.

(End of this chapter)