The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 415
"Or, your Meng family's scholarly family also sees people as inferior, and thinks my clothes are cheap, and it doesn't matter if they are ruined, but your clothes are expensive, so I can't get equal dignity even if I apologize on the same terms?"

Dignity is never given by others. Only when you think highly of yourself can you be so confident.

So what about clothes that cost one yuan, and what about clothes that cost 1 yuan?

This antique business is no better than the stone gambling business that made a fortune halfway through. Those who appraise antiques and like to collect are mostly scholars, knowledgeable, and people who value reputation and education. They still have a certain degree of right and wrong. ability to distinguish.

Just now they were shocked by the price of silkworm silk, and because they are experts in goods, they couldn't help but feel distressed, and they stood by Fu Tong'er with empathy, but now they turned back after being confessed by Song Ye's sharp words. I think it's reasonable, and at the same time I feel that the Meng family's behavior is not authentic.

Relying on money, exports are full of money.

"Tong'er, how could you be so disrespectful in front of others and apologize quickly." At this time, Mr. Meng came belatedly, and finally stood up and said something fair.

Meng Ziheng looked up at the old man, and stood behind Song Ye expressionlessly.

He saw the other party just now, but he didn't speak until now. It was obvious that he wanted to help Fu Tong'er.

In the past, he blindly thought that the old man was fair and selfless, but now that he tasted it carefully, he discovered that there were many loopholes.

"Yes, Grandpa, Tong'er is narrow-minded. Please don't blame Mr. Song. After I wash the clothes, I will send them to the house in person." Fu Tong'er stood in front of the people in a graceful manner, and bowed down to apologize to Song Ye obediently. Retreat to advance, to win the favor of everyone.

Song Ye didn't continue talking, but glanced at her indifferently, his eyes dimmed.

At the age of 16, she is so flexible, no wonder Mencius Heng can't beat her.

Everyone also gave old man Meng face, and praised Fu Tong'er as a formidable young man and a malleable talent.

After Mr. Meng thanked everyone for their absurd praise, his eyes turned to Song Ye indifferently. Seeing her overly delicate and beautiful face, his eyebrows frowned helplessly, "Ziheng, this is your roommate." ?"

Regarding Song Ye's identity, I believe the Meng family has investigated it clearly, and Meng Ziheng did not hide it, "Yes, Grandpa, Song Ye is my good friend."

Focusing on the good friend, the old man's brows gathered together again, and he pointed out: "It is a good thing for young people to make more friends, but it is still necessary to have more good teachers and helpful friends. Tong'er has made great progress in calligraphy recently. Daddy, I will arrange for her to write a handwriting later, so you can come and appreciate it too." After speaking, the old man turned his head and left without even saying hello.

It was the first time for Meng Ziheng to see the old man belittle someone so bluntly, he couldn't help but look a little ugly, turned his head to Song Ye and apologized, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't let you go through this muddy water." Originally, he wanted to let Song Ye Ye Lai relaxes, never expecting to encounter such unpleasant things.

Song Ye didn't care, she shook her head, and said with ulterior motives: "Sooner or later, we'll have to get involved." If the Bai family's matter hadn't been resolved for a day, even if she couldn't get rid of her relationship with the Meng family.Now that Meng Ziheng has been promised to seize power, Song Ye can't stay out of it.

While the few people were talking, desks and the Four Treasures of the Study had been placed in the middle of the banquet hall one after another. The granddaughter-in-law of the Meng family did not come from a prominent background, and now she was on the stage, naturally she wanted to show off her skills to impress others.

Meng Ziheng also knew that the reason why the old man asked him to appreciate and comment was nothing more than to create an appearance of harmony and love for outsiders.

It's really hypocritical.

Meng Ziheng felt that since he made friends with Song Ye, he had also been infected with the other party's rebelliousness, and gradually became impatient and unacceptable to many things that he had tolerated before.

"Leaving aside Fu Tonger's scheming, she will be a good housewife, don't you think about it?" Song Ye could see Fu Tonger's admiration and attachment to Meng Ziheng, so he asked this question.Being scheming is not a bad thing.

But Meng Ziheng's response was firm and without hesitation, "I don't like her."

That's right, I didn't hate it before, and I don't like it now. In Mencius's view of constant emotion, the premise of living a lifetime is to like it.

This made Song Ye a little surprised, and looked sideways slightly, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Perhaps her eyes were too bright, which made Meng Ziheng think of what he said without restraint, and his ears turned red, "Ahem, what's wrong?"

Song Ye withdrew his gaze, pondered for a while, and then said quietly: "To know whether to like it or not, you must first like it."

If there is no comparison, where can there be a difference.Because Song Ye didn't have a comparison, he didn't understand this kind of emotion, so he was surprised that a humble gentleman like Meng Ziheng sometimes moved his heart.

But the speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart.

Song Ye originally just lamented that the youth matured prematurely and he was stupid, but he didn't want to say a word, but it exploded in Meng Ziheng's ears like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, making his body stiff for a moment, and even his heartbeat lost its rhythm.

Bang bang... He stared blankly at the figure walking away in front of him, and the words of the other party kept circling in his mind.

To know dislike, you must first like it.

He can say with certainty that he doesn't like Fu Tong'er, is it because he has someone he likes?

Like... He suddenly remembered that night in the bedroom, the two of them held a paintbrush together to paint a picture. At that time, the boy still had the fragrance after bathing, and his eyes were like the scenery of lakes and mountains after rain, which was too beautiful.

At this time, it was heard that the granddaughter-in-law of the Meng family was going to perform calligraphy, and everyone gathered together to watch the fun.

After the farce just now, Fu Tong'er changed into a lake green cheongsam again, made of the same natural silk material, which made people amazed and at the same time understood the extraordinary status of this child bride-in-law in the Meng family.

"Today, I will let the little girl make a fool of myself in front of all my uncles." Fu Tong'er stood briskly, not at all stage frightened, her watery eyes fell on Meng Ziheng's body, full of infinite warmth, "Brother Ziheng, I have to trouble you." Help me take a look."

Mencius was a little annoyed by the people's teasing eyes, and subconsciously wanted to see Song Ye's reaction, but when he saw that Song Ye's expression was normal and quite interested, his heart felt empty again, and he couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or something else.

However, Mr. Meng had already given orders in advance, so Meng Ziheng had no choice but to stand over if he didn't want to. The golden boy and the jade girl made a pair, and there was another burst of praise.

It's just that before the performance started, there were a few wild and wanton laughter from outside the banquet hall, "Haha, Mr. Meng, it's so lively today, you actually left my Bai family behind, it's not kind."

(End of this chapter)