Si Ruhua, Si Chen, Yan Lixia and Song Gang were sitting around a table.

Si Xueqin's 15-year-old son, Song Yunhu, was also there.

Song Yunhu is a very stubborn gangster, and he is a close brother to Mao Yuanchao.

In the past, when Si Chen was a bastard, these two cousins ​​were his second generals, who followed him around and worshiped them endlessly.

Now, Si Chen has corrected his evil ways, but these two guys are still confused!

It seems that the period of rebellion has been extended.

Song Yunhu repeated a grade twice in elementary school. He failed every exam and handed in blank papers.

He is only in the first grade of junior high school this year. School will start on September 1st and he will be in the second grade of junior high school.

Whether it can be upgraded is still a question mark.

He doesn't want to study at all, he just wants to dump coal!

Yes, you heard it right, dump coal!

He took two hundred yuan from a cart of coal from the coal haulers in his father's factory.

Then, he could steal as many coal trucks as he wanted to hold two tons.

Even the coal trucks raised by Song Gang could not escape the robbery of this demon king.

How many coal trucks will be needed every day?

Therefore, Song Yunhu is rich!

In his concept, what is the point of studying? You can’t make money either!

Si Chen had expressed his anger with Si Xueqin in advance and told them everything without hiding anything.

Including his own thoughts!

When Si Xueqin heard this, she realized that her eldest nephew was right and had a well-organized plan. He was serious about making money and taking the right path!

That must be supported and Song Ci cannot be allowed to interfere.

Ever since, after three drinks, Si Xueqin joked with her husband with a smile:

"Old Song, don't you plan to hand over your salary recently?"

Song Ci's hand shaking while picking up food for his wife!

"That's not possible! You have to hand over your wages. What's the future for a man who doesn't hand over his wages?"

Song Ci was laughing and joking and making jokes.

As he said that, he pointed at Si Chen and Song Gang and joked:

"You two, don't think that because you don't earn wages, you can't pay your wife!"

"A good man, you must let your wife take care of the money, so that you can have peace of mind!"

"It's great to have to worry about my wife asking for pocket money every day!"

"You must resolutely implement our fine family tradition!"

The people at the table laughed.

Yan Lixia's cheeks turned red and she secretly held Si Chen's hand under the table.

Si Chen didn't look back, but took his wife's soft little hand in his and played with it carefully.

Si Xueqin also laughed happily, and then, there was something in her words:

"If Si Chen wants to pay money to his wife, why shouldn't he earn it first?"

The smile on Song Ci's face remained unchanged, but her heart trembled.

Sure enough, my mother-in-law’s beating came:

"Old Song, we haven't taken care of Si Chen all these years."

"Now, it's easy for him to open a small store in front of us. You have to take care of him."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid my mother's shoe soles will beat me to death!"

Cold sweat broke out on Song Ci's back!

The smile on his face remained unchanged, but he was trembling in his heart, and he quickly agreed:

"No problem! How can I not take care of my eldest nephew?"

Damn it!

Fortunately, I didn't take it upon myself to arrange for the family members of the junior leaders to move into the department store. Otherwise, how would I have explained it to my daughter-in-law?

The most important thing is that it is difficult to explain to the mother-in-law.

I’m not sure, I still have to kneel down!

Song Ci also came from a miserable background. To be able to fight with Si Xueqin to where he is now, Song Ci endured a lot of hardships and suffered a lot of sins.

He is actually a cautious person. He sat all the way to the position of factory director. It was his wife who gave him the courage and kept pushing him from behind.

For the couple, all the important turning points in their lives in the first half of their lives were reached by Mrs. Si.

There is no way, my mother-in-law is a lighthouse!

Si Chen was so obedient that he quickly stood up, took his wife with him, and toasted to his sixth aunt and uncle together:

"Thank you Uncle Six for taking care of me! From now on, I will work hard, behave decently, and make you look good!"

This matter was settled like this. From then on, Si Chen had the final say in the Guomei Department Store.

…

During the dinner, Si Ruhua went out to use the toilet.

When I came out, I came face to face with a young rock and roll boy who was bohemian and loved freedom.

The other party's eyes lit up and he said in surprise:

"It's picturesque! Is it you? The crew came here to film?"

Poetry is like painting, which is her stage name.

"Yeah." Si Ruhua agreed vaguely and left quickly.

The man felt puzzled, why did he leave?

Seeing Si Ruhua enter the private room where Song Ci was hosting, the young man sneered frivolously:

"What are you pretending to be? Aren't you still unclear with the coal boss?"

"Hmph~ If I asked you to pour me a drink in Kyoto, you would get 2,500,000 to 80,000 yuan!"
Chapter completed!