pretend to be a boss

Chapter 298

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and Song Gengchao forgot to say anything for a moment. He thought for a long time, and finally broke the silence with a long sigh:
"Hey, what are you doing back? I didn't receive this call today, and you don't want to come back. Go... go!"

He obviously wanted to see Song Que very much, but when he got to his lips, the only thing he could say was this sentence, in a compelling form, Song Gengchao never thought that he would have such a day.

Song Que finally felt at ease after hearing these words.

If his father asks where he is, he may have to be on guard, but if his father drives him away, it means that there is no longer any grudge between him and his father.

Song Que felt a little sore nose,
"Dad, I have already reached the first fortress, and I am currently on the ground floor. Although the disguise can prevent the citizens from discovering it, the current defense is strict and there are a large number of trial knights. I can't enter a higher level. I need your help."

"Don't you understand what I said? Let's go, kid! The Song family is no longer the Song family in your memory."

"I'm no longer who I used to be."

Song Gengchao's tone was firm, and Song Que's attitude was even tougher.

"I have inquired about it. The Song family is now in the midst of wind and rain. The external troubles and internal troubles are all caused by me. You are the head of the Song family, and I am the son of the head. These troubles should be solved by my son for you."

"Solved? How do you solve it? You can't even show your face now."

"Although I can't show my face, hiding in the dark also has the benefits of being in the dark. It's just that I need to go to your level."

Song Gengchao hesitated in his heart, he really wanted to see Song Que, but Song Que's coming to the first fortress at this time was undoubtedly more ominous than good.But as the old saying goes, everything comes...

"I will personally bring someone to pick you up."

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The first fortress, the sixth floor.

The sixth son of the Song family is called Song Wei, and he lives up to his name. He hides without fighting, defends without retreating.All these years, Lao Liu has always been the most popular relative, and there is no one else, just because Song Wei is not interested in the Song family's business.At least the crowd didn't seem interested.

Song Wei is also in the study now, planning the next matters, it is inconvenient for him to come forward, so he can only make suggestions in the study.

The layout of Song Wei's study room is almost the same as that of Song Gengchao's. There is a retro incense table on the table, a set of characters behind it, and the rest are very simple. There are a few books on the shelf, but they are not classics on success or literature and philosophy. Or something like a business.

He didn't read these, and even if he did, he didn't put them in the study, but put some dossiers and materials, most of which were the company's personnel and financial reports.

At this time, the butler knocked on the door, but did not enter, and reported at the door:

"My lord, the lord has gone to the bottom floor."

"What have you done?"

"I brought a few guards with me. It looks like Song Queye's old department."

Song Wei frowned slightly.

"Brother, he still has fighting spirit?"

Song Wei is actually not as good as Song Gengchao in terms of planning, but he is very good at analyzing a person's state.Song Geng Dynasty's stay out of the house for many days is obviously different from Li Wanye's stay out of the house for many days.

The latter is dormant, while the former is a little tired. As long as some methods are used to make the crowd more angry, the eldest brother's abdication will be a matter of course.

So Song Gengchao went to see Song Que's old department at this moment, which made Song Wei a little uneasy.

"Continue to send people to watch."

"Yes."

After the steward left, Song Wei thought for a while, and said to himself:
"Even if Song Gengchao bought people's hearts and recruited Song Que's old troops at this time, it doesn't seem to make much sense. Only my Song family can compete for the lord, and there is no one in the Song family who can compare with Zhuo'er. Oh, let's see What other flowers can you find?"

At this moment, Song Zhuo was negotiating business with someone on the third floor.

Song Zhuo likes to discuss business with people in the teahouse.

His name has the word "clumsy", and he seems to be more simple and honest than Song Que. His perennial forbearance seems to have become a habit. Even when facing inferiors, Song Zhuo is always courteous.

Many people who did business with Song Zhuo sighed that Song Zhuo was like the second Song Que.

Even though every time he heard this sentence, Song Zhuo showed that I was not as good as my elder brother Song Que, but he was always disliked in his heart, disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

But he couldn't show it, because Song Que was indeed a mountain in his heart.

"Since Song Que is already the chosen one of the ten talents, you don't want to be." The words of his father Song Wei still ring in his ears from time to time.

"Why? Dad, why am I not as good as him? He is a ten-talented talent, and I am also a ten-talented talent. In the future, my results in the Heavenly Selection Test may be better than him."

"From now on, I won't allow you to be better than him. You have to remember, I, Song Wei, don't show your edge. After all, it's not good for wild dogs to grind their teeth. You can't show your fangs easily, otherwise everyone will be wary of you."

"Do I have to play a waste in the next few years?"

"He is Song Que and you are Song Zhuo. If he is a genius, you are trash."

"Then what if he becomes trash?"

Song Zhuo still remembers his father Song Wei's expression after saying this sentence.

That expression was meaningful, and there was a certain longing in the eyes, but it was quickly suppressed.

"This kind of assumption cannot be made. If that day comes, you will naturally know what to do. But before that day comes, you have to remember to me that you will always be just a child of the old Liu family with ordinary talent and mediocre aptitude. .”

For many years, Song Zhuo has been hiding, and gradually, he has also heard about Song Que's excellence.Song Zhuo tried all the things that Song Que had done in private, and he found that he could do more, better and faster.

Song Zhuo shook his head, his thoughts returned to the business field, and said:

"Then it's up to you for the next few days. If these businesses choose to cooperate with our family, my uncle's abdication will definitely be earlier. As long as I become the lord of the first fortress, I can assure you , you will get more profit than before.”

"Hahaha, it's easy to say, easy to say, come on, everyone, give a toast to the future lord!"

"Lord Song, I did it, you can do whatever you want!"

The atmosphere in the teahouse is very lively, and Song Zhuo is also very comfortable.

He endured it for many years just to be able to "steal the Song Dynasty". Now the general situation has almost become a set pattern. Song Gengchao is old and weak.

Although Song Gengchao was a lord, he is now a polished commander who no one can use.Although the other uncles and uncles of the Song family were all watching, he knew that in the end, these people would stand by themselves.

Song Zhuo chatted for a while with these business partners who had switched to his own Song family, and then left with an excuse.

He has a lot of things to do every day, batch after batch of business is true, but at the same time he has to stabilize the other uncles of the Song family and let them understand which is more beneficial to them, Song Gengchao or himself.

These are the things that Song Zhuo does these days. He is not like Song Qinwen and Song Qinwu who "discuss the Song Dynasty" with great fanfare.

Even walking on the street at this moment, not many people recognize Song Zhuo, because Song Zhuo looks really ordinary.

But for some reason, Song Zhuo always felt a little uneasy.

A sense of depression that I haven't experienced for a long time is born in my heart.

Towards the end of the day, Song Zhuo finished talking about all the business and returned to his home.

He went to the study.

"Father, what happened today? You look a little wrong."

"Brother went to the bottom floor today." Song Wei said after pondering for a moment.

"Oh? Uncle has been staying behind closed doors these days. According to the spies in the mansion, uncle often sighs in a daze. I thought he had let go."

"I thought so too, but today he went to the bottom floor and met a few of Song Que's former departments."

When Song Que was mentioned, a sternness flashed in Song Zhuo's eyes.

"These old ministries are all criminals? Do you want to 'help' uncle Qing Jun?" Song Zhuohan asked.

"Don't worry, it's said that there are quite a few people, and there are a few unfamiliar faces among them. I don't know what the big brother means when he goes down at this time. How about... why don't you treat your uncle to dinner tomorrow?" Song Wei said.

"Only because of business?" Song Zhuo smiled.

"This meal will help your uncle make calculations, let him figure out as soon as possible, who should take the position of the lord of the first fortress." Song Wei still has half of the old honest and honest look , At this moment, his eyes are naked, his eyes are like wolves.

Song Zhuo didn't nod, but said hesitantly:

"After all, we lack that ring. Without that ring, the sword of the Hongmen Banquet cannot dance."

"This problem is no longer a problem now. The judge knight spoke up. After Song Que's reputation became infamous, Li Wanye, that old fox, did not express his opinion, but he refined the power of the judge knight. Now as long as he is willing to spend money, Li Wanye There, the Judgment Knight is no longer just the guard of the fortress lord, and can even be purchased as a private mercenary."

Song Zhuo knew about this.

The reason why there are so many Judgment Knights today is because, on the one hand, more people are willing to become Judgment Knights, and on the other hand, the demand for orders has also increased.

The control of the trial knights no longer only belonged to the lords.

Of course, what those who bought the Judgment Knight didn't know was that the final control of the Judgment Knight was not in their hands.In short, in the entire pyramid system, in more than 200 pyramids, the ratio of trial knights to humans has far exceeded that of a few months ago.

Song Zhuo just subconsciously believed that his side could not force Song Gengchao in terms of combat power. After hearing Song Wei's words, he suddenly said:

"Father means... now... in fact... financial power is combat power?"

"Although Li Wanye is the only one who can provide judge knights, Li Wanye has integrity in doing business. These days, we have gradually eaten away all the business of your uncle's family, and I have also secretly deployed a lot of personal combat power , Not only that, some new generation hunters have also been recruited.”

"New Generation?"

"Most of the old hunters have participated in the Battle of Jopela Plain. They think that their coach Song Que will not be the enemy of this world. Although some people will change their principles if the bid is high, they have reservations in their hearts after all. Fortunately, people ...there is always a steady stream, every year on the third floor of each fort, there will be many new hunters who have passed the test of heaven."

Song Wei touched his nose, his eyes were murderous:
"Except for the public opinion that has not yet been paved, and the eldest brother's unwillingness to give up, there is nothing that can prevent us from standing at the top of the Song family. But these are not problems. If he does not give up, he will die."

Song Zhuo was surprised:
"Father, will this..."

"Don't be afraid, isn't this just a ready-made scapegoat? Lin Jue, Qin Qian, Gu Luo, Ye Feng, these are all rebels. It is well known that Song Que and Song Gengchao father and son had a conflict. His name is Zhuo Youcai, and he recognized Zhuo He from the Holy Land Fortress as his adoptive father, isn't that a slap in the face of your uncle?"

"You mean... to blame?"

"How can a businessman's business be called blame?"

Song Zhuo was silent, but he didn't expect his father to be more ruthless than himself.

"That's why we invited uncle to dinner, but something happened to uncle. The culprits were rebels like Lin Jue, Qin Qiangu, Luo Yefeng. Father, you are really scheming."

Song Weichang sighed and said:
"When you were young, it was your father's fault that you put up with Song Que, but now Song Que's life and death are unknown, and his reputation is notorious. If he is not here, the first fortress is yours. If he is... the first fortress is also yours! "

Song Zhuo smiled and said:

"Actually, I don't hate Song Que at all, I just hope to have the opportunity to tell him in front of the whole world that I am the chosen one these years."

"Let's forget about such personal grievances."

"I'm just talking."

The father and son talked about a lot of things afterwards, Song Wei and Song Zhuo did not hold back at this time, but they still paid attention to making decisions before making moves. They also had many spies in the Song residence.

The father and son chatted until late at night, and finally decided that they were going to hold a grand banquet tomorrow.All the details have also been finalized.

But at this time, around nine o'clock in the evening, Song Wei's phone rang.

"Song Gengchao?" Song Zhuo said.

"It's really strange that your uncle is calling at this time."

Song Wei is not afraid of Song Gengchao now, so he answered the phone.

"Brother, why are you free to call me today?"

"Isn't this thinking, I haven't seen each other for a long time, why don't you call me?"

Song Wei didn't know what Song Gengchao's plan was, but after thinking about it, it was just right.You can follow these words and invite Song Gengchao to come to the banquet.

But before he spoke, Song Gengchao said:
"How long have we two brothers not eaten together?"

"It hasn't been long. During the Chinese New Year, aren't we still together?"

"You are too low-key, and you don't like to walk around with my house." Song Gengchao's tone was somewhat regretful.

"Brother, is something busy today?"

"It's okay, I just want to meet you, come to my house tomorrow for dinner, let's have a good chat."

Song Wei frowned when he heard it, what kind of script is this?
I was planning to hold a Hongmen banquet here, but Song Gengchao took the initiative to invite me to the banquet?
(End of this chapter)