Chapter 9 Cooperation in Acting

Faced with Zhu Xiatong's tearful accusation, Tan Huairong did not make an immediate judgment.

Inviting the person to the office and sitting face to face on the sofa, Tan Huairong took out a tissue and handed it to her, and poured her a glass of water.

"Are you sure the project was signed off by the Song family?"

With a faint questioning tone, Zhu Xiatong's heart skipped a beat when he was asked, and he held back tears.

"I don't know the specifics. That's what the secretary told me."

She casually put the blame on the secretary and continued to say ambiguously: "Huairong, you also know that my family and the Song family are both in the real estate industry. There has been competition for more than two years, which is understandable."

"But this time, my family was designated to participate in the new district construction project. The Song family had no chance..."

When he clicked, Zhu Xiatong wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a tissue and quietly observed the expression of the man opposite him.

Unfortunately, she didn't get the reaction she expected from him.

Tan Huairong just asked the special assistant to call the hospital and asked the hospital to take good care of her father, and then said to her sternly: "Xia Tong, I understand your feelings, but as a third party, it is still difficult for Tan to interfere in this matter. .”

The implication is that even if the Song family steals other people's business because they are talking about in-laws, he will not be able to control it.

After all, he is just a businessman, not a judge.

"But if the Zhu family is in trouble, I will help whatever I can."

Zhu Xia Tong felt desolate in his heart when he saw Huairong's clear-cut attitude.

She knew that his marriage to Song Yu must not be sincere, otherwise why would he keep agreeing to see her after the marriage.

But why would he be so tolerant and protective of Song Yu and the Song family? Or was it that he had already fallen in love with Song Yu in just a few days?

What about her thirteen years, were they all a joke?

Tan Huairong made it very clear that it would be in vain to stay any longer.

After barely maintaining her senses and drinking the glass of water he poured for her, Zhu Xia Tong left Tan in a hurry on the pretext of returning to the hospital to take care of her father.

"what happened?"

After Zhu Xia Tong left, Tan Huairong called for his special assistant.

It's not that he doesn't believe Zhu Xia Tong's words, on the contrary, in his opinion, the Song family should have taken action long ago.

If you don’t accept cooperation invitations from so many big companies, why should you grab the Zhu family?

"Mr. Tan, according to your instructions, I have been tracking the Song family's movements. According to my observations, the company of the defaulting Zhu family is indeed interested in cooperating with the Song family, but it is not for this project, and the Song family has not agreed."

Assistant Tang has been with Tan Huairong for many years, and his abilities are obvious to all, and there is no need to lie.

Tan Huairong did not doubt his words.

In this case, why was the Zhu family breached the contract?

…

At nine o'clock in the evening, the closing bell rang in the Capital University teaching building, and three students in a certain classroom stopped their discussion.

Song Yu raised his head and looked at the dark night outside the window, "How come time flies by so fast."

Originally, they were just discussing what topic they would choose to participate in the College Student Innovation and Entrepreneurship Competition after class, but they were so excited in chatting that they lost track of time.

Ji Xifeng, the only boy among the three, was worried and insisted on sending them home.

He Anle: "I say, classmate Xiao Ji, sometimes having a strong sense of responsibility is not a good thing."

"I'm not so responsible for everyone. Who made you two my friends?"

Having said that, it was no longer easy to refuse, so the three of them finally got into the same taxi.

When it came time to report his address, Song Yu hesitated between his own home and Maochen Apartment, and finally reported his own home.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with going to Maochen. No one knows where Tan Huairong lives, and even if they know, they will not be connected.

But she just felt guilty for no reason.

Twenty minutes later, the car drove into the villa area on the north bank of the Yue River.

Song Yu got out of the car, watched the taxi drive away, then turned and walked into the house.

Father Song and Mother Song were very surprised when their daughter suddenly came home late at night without saying a word.

"What's going on? Did you have a fight with Xiaotan? Did he bully you?"

Mother Song nervously pulled her daughter's arm, carefully observing whether she had cried, and even checking to see if she was injured.

Father Song also looked serious and asked her if she had been wronged.

Song Yu couldn't laugh or cry for a moment. Was Tan Huairong so evil in the hearts of her parents?

To avoid misunderstanding, she quickly explained: "Nothing happened. I just suddenly wanted to come back. Why, I'm not welcome."

"You kid, you are welcome or not. This is your home. Of course you can come if you want. It's just that it's so late and you didn't say anything. Does Xiaotan know you're coming? Old Song, why don't you call Xiaotan? Give me a call..."

That won't work!

When Song Yu heard that Song's mother was about to call Tan Huairong, Song Yu's eyes widened and he subconsciously tried to stop her, causing Song's father and Song's mother to look at her suspiciously.

"Ahem, I'll come, I'll fight."

Because she reported her home address with a guilty conscience, which aroused the suspicion of her parents, Song Yu felt like crying. If she had known it, she would have gone directly back to Maochen Apartment.

Tan Huairong, who was holding an online international conference, heard his cell phone vibrate, picked it up and looked at it, and then raised his hand to signal the person on the other end of the network to stop speaking.

"Hello."

"Huairong, are you off work? I've already arrived at my parents' house. Let me tell you, don't worry about me."

One second, two seconds.

The phone was on speakerphone, and only the sound of shallow breathing could be heard. Song Yu faced the increasingly ugly expressions on his parents' faces, and his heart jumped into his throat.

Brother, don't let your guard down.

"Well, I understand. Say hello to my parents for me. Go to bed early. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

"Okay, you should also go to bed early."

Connection successful!

Song Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, quickly hung up the phone, spread his hands, "Look, I didn't lie to you."

Song's father and Song's mother were still a little hesitant, but they were fooled by Song Yu's good talk.

On the other side, the call stopped abruptly. Tan Huairong looked at the phone with the screen turned off, his face darkened.

This woman really had no burden in taking advantage of him.

…

Early the next morning, Tan Huairong drove to Song's house alone.

This weekend, it was rare that there was no class in the morning. Song Yu was sleeping soundly when he was woken up by Song's mother knocking on the door.

"Ayu, Xiaotan is here, get up quickly."

Opening his eyes with difficulty, Song Yu took the phone and took a look.

Depend on! Seven o'clock! This thing is purely intentional!

After getting up and going downstairs, he saw Huairong sitting on the sofa and chatting happily with his father. Song Yu stepped forward, turned his back to his father, and said with a smile: "My dear, why are you here so early? Don't you? , sleepy?"

"I want to see you sooner, of course I'm not sleepy." Tan Huairong responded with a standard fake smile.

"Hahaha, okay, seeing how loving you are, I feel relieved."

Loving?

Tan Huairong and Song Yu sneered in their hearts at the same time.

It’s good if there’s no fighting!

"Huairong, you should go back after eating. You probably haven't had breakfast yet." Mother Song's voice sounded from the kitchen.

"No mom, let's go back and eat."

"It's better to obey than to be respectful. Thank you, Mom."

The two said it almost at the same time, and Song Yu glared at Tan Huairong fiercely.

What kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending to be!

Soon, the four of them sat at the dining table.

"Huairong, do you know what happened when Yu'er came back last night?" Song's father was still a little worried.

Song Yu was the first to speak: "Of course I know. I have already made an agreement with him, right, Huairong."

After receiving the warning look from the little woman, Tan Huairong raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Just tease the little rabbit a little or twice and it will be bitten if you go too far.

He explained cooperatively: "Yes, because I got off work late and was afraid that she would be bored at home, so I asked her to come back and spend time with you and mom."

Father Song nodded, Tan Huairong was much more persuasive than Song Yu.

After eating, the two drove away.

"Hey, thanks." Song Yu was the first to break the silence and said reluctantly.

Although this guy disturbs people's dreams, he is willing to cooperate with her in acting, and he still keeps his promise.

"No need. Please inform me in advance next time. I'm not too busy and can be on call at any time."

Tsk, peace lasts only three seconds.

Song Yu pouted, "Okay, let's talk about the CEO."

When he arrived at the door of Maochen, Tan Huairong did not go upstairs. He waited for Song Yu to get off the car and rushed directly to the company.

Even on Saturday, our model worker Tan Zong never rests.

However, Song Yu, an aspiring young man, did not hesitate to give in. She returned to the apartment and changed her clothes. She called He Anle and Ji Xifeng and asked them to come out and continue what they had not finished last night.

"Sister, can you let me have a good sleep?" He Anle was helpless.

There are many courses in her junior year. She has not had a full night's sleep since the beginning of this semester. She finally stayed up until the weekend and slept in. Song Yu, a hardworking mother-in-law, still has to study!

"Oh, okay, okay, I'll treat you to milk tea."

Song Yu was full of energy, her voice was jumping for joy, and she had completely forgotten her anger when someone ruined her sweet dream.

Half an hour later, the three of them arrived at the city library at the same time.

He Anle said with resentment on his face: "Where's my milk tea?"

"Here it is." Song Yu picked up the milk tea bag in his hand and enthusiastically handed him a cup of taro mud popo.

Seeing that it was his favorite flavor, He Anle's face cleared up and he hummed twice, "You have a conscience."

Ji Xifeng couldn't help laughing as he watched the two girls going back and forth.

"What are you laughing at?" Song Yu was confused.

"It's nothing, I just think you two have a good relationship."

This is true. For more than two years as a classmate, Ji Xifeng has never seen anyone other than Song Yu and He Anle get so close.

In fact, Song Yu's social circle is very small. If she hadn't taken the initiative to come to him to form a team to participate in Daiso, he would probably not have a chance to talk to her.

"Of course." He Anle bit his straw and muttered.

"We both grew up together and have been in the same school since elementary school." Song Yu added.

She and He Anle met when they were eight years old, and it has been thirteen years now.

Thinking of this, even Song Yu himself was a little surprised that so long had passed.

The three people were talking and laughing at the door of the library, unaware that not far away, Youdao's gaze stopped between them.

In a taxi.

It was still early when we came out of the library, and this time Ji Xifeng did not insist on sending the two girls off.

Maochen Apartment and He's family stopped by, and Song Yu and He Anle went home together.

"Hey, you're not going back to your parents' home today?" He Anle deliberately re-read the word "mother's home" and smiled meaningfully.

"He Anle, are you itchy?"

Faced with the ridicule from her friends, Song Yu expressed her heartache.

Where has Anle gone, the quiet and well-behaved child who blushed when teased and looked like a doll?

After bickering all the way to Maochen, Song Yu got out of the car, and He Anle's heroic voice came from behind: "Goodbye, Mrs. Song!"

Song Yu froze.

Driver, please take this woman away quickly!