"I have sent this design drawing to the auction house and cannot give it to you. If you want a design drawing, you can make your request, or choose one from the design drawings I have drawn. Or you can ask For other conditions, be careful not to go too far.”
"I ask you to inject capital into the Song family to tide over the difficulties."
"Song Yuyao, don't you listen to what others say? I told you not to put forward excessive conditions, but you want me to help bring the Song family back to life with the little things my mother left behind. Aren't you being too loud? Already?"
"I only have one condition. If you can't agree, then I will burn this jewelry box!"
Song Mingyi raised her hand: "Please do it."
"You! Song Mingyi, this is what your mother left behind! Do you still have the heart?"
Song Mingyi tapped her fingers on the desk. She was really impatient: "Let's do this. I'll give you a price I'm willing to pay. If you agree, you can send me the jewelry box. If you don't agree, you can Do whatever you want with it. Burn it, bury it, or throw it away, it's up to you."
Song Mingyi said: "I can buy the Song family's land in Xishan at the previous price."
Song Yuyao was furious: "Song Mingyi, do you think I'm a fool? It was five years ago when the Song family bought the land! Now the land price has doubled several times, but you want to buy the land at the original price. This is your fault. Is this a sincere price? Are you trying to fool me into thinking I’m a fool?”
"You are right. Land prices have indeed doubled several times in the past five years, but one thing you may have forgotten is that the Song family's land is next to the Martyrs Cemetery."
"A place like this has no development value. I can take it over at the original price just for charity. You can go back and discuss it with Song Hongshan. If he is unwilling, forget it."
"This promise is valid within one month. After one month, even if you are willing to sell it to me at a price lower than the original price, I will not ask for it again."
After Song Mingyi finished speaking, she waved her hand and sent Song Yuyao away.
He took a long breath and pressed his temples with his fingers, looking tired.
In the past few days, she had been taking care of Lu Shenxing at Shanhaiju, but the work at hand was piling up. After working overtime one after another, she felt a little tired.
Just when he was about to make a cup of coffee to wake up, Han Bing came back in a hurry.
"What's wrong? Song Yunyao refuses to leave? Or is something wrong again?"
"No, chief designer, it's not Miss Song, it's the police. Two police officers are here to find you!"
As soon as Han Bing finished speaking, two uniformed police officers appeared in the office. They first showed their police officer certificates and then spoke: "Miss Song Mingyi, we are here to investigate an incident of malicious wounding in a bar. Please follow us. Take a trip."
Song Mingyi went to the police station with the police. As soon as he got off the police car, Lu Shenxing was already waiting at the door of the police station.
He also had a lawyer with him.
The lawyer stepped forward and said, "Hello, police officers, I am Miss Song's attorney. You can talk to me about anything you want to do about the injury in the night bar."
Song Mingyi stayed in the police station for two hours, and two hours later the police personally asked someone to send him out.
"We have already understood the basic story of the matter. If there is anything we need to know later, please ask Miss Song to cooperate. Also, please ask Miss Song not to leave Haicheng within a week."
"Officer, please rest assured that no matter what the situation is, we will cooperate at any time."
"The transcript is finished, let's go home." Lu Shenxing stretched out his hand in front of Song Mingyi.
Song Mingyi didn't move, just raised his eyes and looked at Lu Shenxing quietly.
Seeing that she didn't move, Lu Shenxing raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "You're not going to tell me that this is your business and has nothing to do with me, right?"
Song Mingyi was about to nod when she heard Lu Shenxing say: "You are Mrs. Lu, my wife, Lu Shenxing. Your every move is closely related to the Lu family and the Lu family, and it will never be irrelevant to me."
"Okay, thank you very much, Mr. Lu." Song Mingyi did not put her hand into Lu Shenxing's palm, but walked behind him to push his wheelchair and left the police station.
Song Mingyi actually didn't take it to heart about hitting Lin Ruize in the night bar.
Although Lin Ruize's injury was not serious, the matter reached the police station again.
But in the final analysis, it was Lin Ruize who had the first idea.
Even if he was injured, she and Mu Xiaowan were acting in self-defense and did not need to bear any responsibility.
However, no one thought that this matter would cause such a big mess later.
As soon as Song Mingyi got into the car, her cell phone rang.
Mu Xiaowan's phone number flashed on the screen, and Song Mingyi picked up the phone.
"Is this Master Yin Si? I am Sister Hong, Mu Xiaowan's manager. Xiaowan was thrown off a horse and injured while filming. She has now been sent to the hospital." Bing on the other side of the phone It wasn't Mu Xiaowan, but her agent.
Song Mingyi's expression changed: "I'll be there soon."
When the call ended, Lu Shenxing had already ordered Yan Zheng to rush to the hospital.
When they arrived, Mu Xiaowan had already been simply bandaged.
Sitting in a wheelchair, her legs were tied like a mummy, and the clothes on her body were still stained with blood.
When Mu Xiaowan saw Song Mingyi, she apologized: "I told Sister Hong that nothing happened, so I made such a fuss and insisted on calling you."
Song Mingyi said: "Sister Hong is right to do this. Of course you have to call me if you are injured. Do you still want to hide it from me?"
His tone was already threatening. Seeing Song Mingyi like this, Mu Xiaowan shrank his neck: "No, no, I didn't want to tell you later so that you could bring me a bowl of chicken soup when you come! Don't you know that the company has recently controlled My diet, I eat like a rabbit all day long, my naked eyes glow green just thinking about it!"
Mu Xiaowan couldn't help but swallow as she spoke, obviously she was really greedy.
Song Mingyi laughed: "Don't worry, can I still miss a bite of your meat?" Song Mingyi looked at Sister Hong standing aside: "How is her injury?"
"Xiao Wan hit the back of her head when she fell off the horse, but she has no symptoms now. The doctor said that the possibility of a concussion is unlikely, but to be on the safe side, she still has to be hospitalized for one day of observation."
"The more troublesome thing is the wound on his leg. The wound is a bit deep. I'm afraid it will leave a scar."
Sister Hong was almost worried to death when she said this.
Mu Xiaowan has a pair of good legs, slender, straight, white and thin.
Known as the most beautiful legs in the entertainment industry.
Ever since Mu Xiaowan became popular, countless endorsements for pants and socks have come to her.
This has left scars. Not to mention that the endorsements I am currently negotiating for will no longer be accepted, and many related endorsements will no longer be accepted. This is a big loss.
"It's just a little scar, it doesn't matter. When her scar fades, I'll give her some medicine. It won't take long and the scar on her leg will fade away."
Sister Hong was overjoyed: "That's great! Let me tell you, our Xiaowan's life is so good that we have such a good best friend like you! Even biological sisters are nothing more than this!"
