MTL - Pretend To Be a Boss-Chapter 298v2 Hongmen who will come to the banquet

  Chapter 298 Who will come to the Hongmen Banquet

  The other end of the phone fell into silence. Song Gengchao forgot to speak 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!"

   Obviously wanted to see Song Que very much, but when it came to his mouth, 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 arrived at the first fortress, and I am currently on the ground floor. Although the disguise can not be discovered by the citizens, but the current defense is strict, with a large number of trial knights, and I cannot 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 not the same person 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 resolved by my son."

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

   "Although I can't show my face in public, 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 at this time Song Que came to the first fortress, it was undoubtedly a bad luck. But as the old saying goes, everything comes...

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

  …

  …

  The first fortress, the sixth floor.

  The sixth son of the Song family is called Song Wei, who lives up to his name, hiding and not fighting, defending and never 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 doesn't read these, even if he does, he doesn't put them in his study, but puts some files, most of which are personnel and financial reports of some companies.

   At this time, the housekeeper knocked on the door, but he didn’t enter the door. He just reported at the door:

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

"What have you done?"

   "I brought a few guards, 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 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 butler left, Song Wei thought about it, 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 is negotiating business with people on the third floor.

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

  His name has the word clumsy, and he looks more simple and honest than Song Que. Forbearance all the year round 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 I heard this sentence, Song Zhuo showed that I was not as good as my elder brother Song Que, but in my heart I always disliked it, and hated it from the bottom of my 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, how am I not as good as him? He is a top ten talent, and I am also a top ten 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, 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 can't 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 active, and Song Zhuo is also very comfortable.

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

  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 Song family business partners who had switched to him, 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 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 feeling of depression that I haven't experienced for a long time arises 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 bit wrong."

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

   "Oh? Uncle has been shutting himself out 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 ground floor and met a few of Song Que's former departments."

  When Song Que was mentioned, Song Zhuo's eyes flashed fiercely.

   "These old ministries are all criminals? Do you want to 'help' uncle Qingjun?" Song Zhuohan said.

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

   "Just because of business?" Song Zhuo smiled.

"This meal will help your uncle to plan and plan well, so that he can figure out who should take the position of the lord of the first fortress." , 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 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.

  There are so many Judgment Knights today, on the one hand, because 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 knight no longer belongs only to the lords.

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

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

   "Father means...now actually...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.”

   "The 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, he will die if he does not give up."

  Song Zhuo was startled:

   "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.

   "So we invited uncle to dinner, but something happened to uncle. The murderer was Lin Jue, Qin Qiangu, Luo Yefeng and other rebels. Father, you are really calculating."

   Song Weichang sighed and said:

   "When you were young, you have been putting up with Song Que. It was your father's fault, 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... this 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 of these years."

   "Forget about such personal grievances."

   "I'm just talking too."

  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 acting. They also had many spies in the Song Mansion.

  Father and son chatted until late at night, and finally decided to prepare a grand banquet tomorrow. All the details have also been finalized.

  Just 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, let's make a call."

  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:

   "We two brothers, how long has it been since we had dinner together?"

   "It hasn't been long. Aren't we still together during Chinese New Year?"

   "You, 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 busy today?"

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

   Song Wei frowned when he heard this, what kind of script is this?

  I was planning to hold a Hongmen banquet, but Song Gengchao took the initiative to invite me to the banquet?

  (end of this chapter)