socalfunplaces Chapter 119 Twin Sisters, Guang Taihe
Chapter 119 Twin Sisters, Guang Taihe
Chapter 119 Twin Sisters, Guang Taihe
That kiss almost suffocated Fang Min, and she only stopped afterward.
Song Zhaowen whispered in Fang Min's ear, "A-Ting treated you to geoduck tonight~"
Fang Min didn't understand what she meant and asked curiously, "Oh, so you guys are secretly having an extra meal tonight, and my brother-in-law isn't getting any for me again?"
Fang Ting blushed and lightly spat, "Ugh, don't say such nonsense in front of your sister."
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"Haha, if Amin wants to join, just tell her to join too. The portions are so big, you might overeat."
As soon as Song Zhaowen said this, not only did Fang Min blink her big eyes in bewilderment, but even the underlings who had just turned around in unison involuntarily shrugged, clearly struggling to hold back their laughter. Feiji even pinched his thigh hard to stop himself from laughing out loud.
Fang Ting's cheeks instantly turned as red as ripe tomatoes. She pinched Song Zhaowen's arm hard, feeling both ashamed and indignant: "You, you have no restraint in your speech, you've corrupted Amin." Her voice was urgent and low.
Song Zhaowen didn't take it to heart, instead laughing heartily. He put one arm around Fang Ting's slender waist and rubbed Fang Min's head with the other: "Amin, when you're a bit older, your brother-in-law will tell you what 'extra food' means. Now—" He deliberately dragged out the words, looking at Fang Ting's flushed ears, and whispered in her ear in a breathy voice that only the two of them could hear: "I'll feed you, you greedy little thing, first tonight."
"You!" Fang Ting stomped her foot in anger. Although she and A-Wen had unlocked all kinds of positions, she was naturally shy, while Song Zhaowen was fond of flirting. It was so embarrassing to whisper their private words in front of so many people, but she couldn't do anything about it. She could only bury her burning cheeks in his chest and dare not look at anyone.
Suppressing a laugh, Xiao Zhuoxiao stepped forward and whispered, "Boss, let's get in the car first. There are too many people around here."
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Song Zhaowen nodded, put his arms around the embarrassed and annoyed Fang Ting and the curious Fang Min, and bent down to sit in the spacious back seat of the car.
The plane and Xiao Zhuoxiao quickly got into the front car, and the convoy finally started and slowly drove away from the airport, leaving behind a group of underlings who could finally relax their expressions and wink at each other.
Inside the car, Fang Min kept asking, "Brother-in-law, what's so delicious about geoduck? Why did my sister say you'd overeat and make me sick?"
Song Zhaowen made up a story with a straight face: "It's a kind of seafood that's very big and nutritious, but children shouldn't eat too much of it, or they'll get nosebleeds. Let your sister try it first and see if she can handle it."
Fang Ting felt like she wanted to disappear into the ground. She could only reach out to cover Song Zhaowen's mouth, but he easily grabbed her wrist and lightly kissed her palm, sending a shiver down her spine. She lost all her temper and could only glare at him reproachfully.
Seeing that she was getting away with it, Song Zhaowen stopped teasing her and turned to the important matter: "A-Ting, yesterday you said on the phone that your brother-in-law was in trouble, being chased by debt collectors? What exactly happened?"
When the topic turned to business, Fang Ting also suppressed her shyness and said worriedly, "I don't know much either. Zhanbo wouldn't go into details. I only know that he was managing some kind of angel fund in Taiwan, but then the stock market crashed, and he lost a lot of money. The owner of that fund seems to be very powerful; he sent people from Taiwan to chase after him. The few who came a few days ago spoke very aggressively, unlike typical finance companies. After Zhanbo finished talking with them, he ran away from home again."
Fang Min added, "I overheard them saying something about Mr. Long being very angry, and that if Zhanbo couldn't make his money back with interest, he'd make him pay—make him suffer."
"Mr. Long?" Song Zhaowen's eyes narrowed slightly. Someone who could dabble in funds and even extend his reach to Hong Kong to collect debts was no small fry. A Taiwanese tycoon surnamed Long—he quickly ran through the information in his mind and had a suspect in mind.
"Honey, Zhanbo is stubborn sometimes, but he's very capable. He must have been tricked this time."
"Could you—" Fang Ting looked at Song Zhaowen, her eyes pleading. She knew her older brother was a troublemaker; finding him last time had cost her boyfriend hundreds of thousands of yuan, and now it was going to be troublesome again.
Fang Ting and Fang Min aren't exactly "brother-supporting demons," but since Fang Zhanbo is the only male heir left in the Fang family, the family is waiting for him to carry on the family line. Even if his sisters don't like him, they have to hold their noses and help him.
Song Zhaowen patted her hand: "Don't worry, Zhanbo is your brother, so he's my brother too. I won't ignore his affairs. Besides, I need someone with his talent."
Fang Ting breathed a sigh of relief, looked at him gratefully, and gently leaned on his shoulder.
Song Zhaowen picked up his mobile phone and dialed Meng Bo's number.
"Oh, the God of Wealth Wen is back? What good business opportunities does he have this time?"
On the other end of the phone, Meng Bo really liked Song Zhaowen, this god of wealth, because he was easy to work with and paid promptly.
As long as you take on the job of Shen Quanwen, you can go six months without making any business, but once you do, you can live off it for two years.
Meng Bo has been living the high life for the past six months, partying every night and having women on either side of him.
Receiving a call from Song Zhaowen felt as warm as receiving a call from one's own father. However, there was one downside: his god-sister, Nakamura Keika, seemed to have a crush on Shin Quanwen. They had only met once, and Shin Quanwen's face and roguish charm were incredibly attractive to girls.
As a result, Meng Bo never dared to bring Hui Xiang to see Song Zhaowen again, fearing that one day he would become Song Zhaowen's brother-in-law.
"Meng Bo, I have a job for you this time. Help me find out who's behind the Taiwan Angel Fund, and also, my brother-in-law Fang Zhanbo has disappeared again. The information needs to be quick, and the commission fee is double what it was last time!"
"Understood~ As long as you pay the right amount, I'll find you even if it's your brother-in-law flying to the moon this time."
After hanging up the phone, Fang Ting gratefully offered a kiss.
Song Zhaowen put his left arm around Fang Ting's slender waist.
His right hand secretly touched Fang Min's thigh... even through the white stockings, he could feel its amazing elasticity.
Fang Min bit her lip shyly, but did not refuse. She even slightly opened her lips to make it easier for her cheap brother-in-law to explore the highway entrance through the tollbooth.
The car drove all the way to the Kowloon Tong villa, where the two women were settled in first.
I gave Sister Luo tens of thousands of coins and asked her to prepare a good meal for dinner that night.
As an aside, ever since I confirmed my relationship with Fang Ting...
Song Zhaowen then brought the Fang family back to the villa. Since the villa had many rooms, they were all family and there was no need to be formal.
However, Song Zhaowen still addresses Luo Huiling as Sister Luo.
Don't misunderstand, Song Zhaowen wouldn't have betrayed his whole family.
First of all, Luo Huiling wasn't his type. As for his eldest sister, Fang Fang, she looked very similar to Fang Zhanbo and was just an ordinary woman. The most beautiful women in the Fang family were Fang Ting and Fang Min.
After taking the two women home, Song Zhaowen did not rest.
He led his brothers back to the headquarters in Tsz Wan Shan.
Until Song Zhaowen returned to Hong Kong.
Even Uncle Yuan, who was so angry that he was hospitalized, had someone push him in a wheelchair to attend the company meeting.
At the very front of the hall, the dragon chair that originally belonged to Song Zhaowen was empty. Beside him, Uncle Yuan sat in a wheelchair, covered with a blanket, his face sallow. Some time ago, Li Tianyi and Da Zhi Guang split up the company, which angered him so much that his high blood pressure soared and he almost died on the spot. He stayed in the hospital for more than half a month. It was only today, when the leader returned to Hong Kong, that he had his subordinates push him out of the hospital in a wheelchair.
When Song Zhaowen led Ahua, Chen Luojun, Luo Tianhong and others into the hall, all eyes were immediately drawn to them.
"Boss!"
"Boss!"
"Master Wen!"
Shouts rose and fell, filled with the excitement of rain after a long drought. Many of the older brothers had tears in their eyes.
Song Zhaowen walked to Lao Yuan's side first and grasped Lao Yuan's hands: "Uncle Yuan, you've worked hard these past few days."
Uncle Yuan waved his hand, his voice weak: "Awen, it's good that you're back. I'll keep an eye on this position for you."
His cloudy eyes swept down. "Now, the person in charge of Zhengxing is back! Everyone, listen up!"
Song Zhaowen nodded, turned around, and his gaze, like a cold searchlight, slowly swept over every face. Those whose eyes met his puffed out their chests in excitement, some lowered their heads instinctively, and some had their eyes flickering.
The hall was completely silent.
Song Zhaowen tapped his fingers on the table: "I heard that while I was away, quite a few talented people emerged from our family."
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No one dared to speak.
"Big Brother Guang told Li Tianyi that I was executed? He took nearly half of my brothers from Zhengxing and went to Hongtai's Chen Mei and Liansheng's Big D to do something—Guanghetai?" Song Zhaowen paused, a smile curving his lips: "A good name, Guanghetai, meaning to attract wealth, to be harmonious and prosperous, and to be calm and composed."
"Very well, very sharp! I, Song Zhaowen, have never treated my brothers badly. Following me has brought me food and money. But there's one thing I hate most: betrayal and treachery!"
"If it were just a personal betrayal, that would be one thing. After all, people naturally strive for better opportunities. I wouldn't refuse Da Zhi Guang and Li Tianyi a chance to leave the company, considering our years of brotherhood. But their biggest mistake was actually leaving the company's territory on their own! Kwun Tong and Temple Street were hard-won by the old boss and his brothers. They just left like that? Do they think I, the boss, am made of clay? That the company's rules are just paper?"
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