Zongying: A master of control starting from the fireworks of the world

"Yes, my current salary is not high. I can't compare to you rich second-generations who have everything they want. I earn my money through my own hard work, unlike some people."

"You are a high-ranking president, so you look down on us firefighters? We work hard on the front lines, fighting earthquakes and disasters, and putting out fires, but what about you? You have been enjoying yourself in the back."

"You guys who are enjoying life in the rear, what right do you have to criticize us brothers who are fighting hard on the front line?"

Song Yan began to accuse Meng Yanchen, and his words were full of dissatisfaction.

"I don't look down on you firefighters, I just look down on you. Moreover, as a firefighter, since you have chosen this profession, received the salary you deserve, and received the honor you deserve, you should make corresponding contributions. These are directly proportional."

"As an entrepreneur and a CEO, I also did my part. For this earthquake relief effort, our Guokun Group donated 500 million yuan in supplies."

“Although I am at the rear, it does not mean I have not made any contribution.”

"Even the government has high praise for the Guokun Group. Song Yan, what identity do you have or what qualifications do you have to accuse me?"

"Or do you think that I shouldn't donate supplies? You, Song Yan, can do it alone?"

Meng Yanchen asked back.

Hearing this, Song Yan was speechless for a moment. He was unable to refute because Meng Yanchen's efforts were recognized by everyone.

He could only rescue the trapped people, but had no ability to save the lives of millions of people.

Among all the companies donated this time, Guokun Group donated the most.

For this purpose, the people of Wangxiang City specially made a banner and asked the local government to send it over. Many reporters also reported on this incident, and the government also commended Meng Yanchen.

Song Yan was unable to refute these, but he was still angry and unwilling to admit defeat.

"Do you know Xu Qin?"

"She has severe depression and has to take sleeping pills every night to fall asleep. Yes, your Meng family is rich and can afford everything, but can you afford to give Xu Qin happiness?"

"Look at this tall building. It's nice, but it's cold and looks like a cage. Aren't you afraid that Xu Qin might get upset one day and jump off from here?"

"Only me. Xu Qin is happy only when she is with me."

Song Yan looked so arrogant, and it felt like I was the only one in the world who understood Xu Qin the best.

"A cage worth 50 million, jumping from here? That's ridiculous."

"Song Yan, why are you so self-righteous? In the ten years since you were away, I haven't seen Xu Qin jump down out of despair."

Meng Yanchen's face was filled with the word speechless.

"Only I can take her away from here and lead the life she wants."

"Even if you, Meng Yanchen, are rich, so what? Doesn't Xu Qin still dislike you? Xu Qin likes to follow me, even if it means drinking plain porridge."

"You, Meng Yanchen, are not worthy after all!" Song Yan said with a proud look on his face, as if declaring his victory in advance.

"The life you want is to make Xu Qin suffer with you?"

"Song Yan, you are too twisted. Just like you said, Xu Qin has depression. If you really like her, you should accompany her and enlighten her."

"Instead of taking her to break up with the family, you are trash, so you feel unbalanced and hold a grudge against what happened in the past. You also want Xu Qin to become a trash like you."

"You don't like it, you just can't swallow it."

Meng Yanchen was almost conquered by Song Yan's distorted values.

Song Yan actually loves himself more and loves his dignity more.

He couldn't stand the gap between the rich and the poor, hated the second generation of rich people, and resented his parents for breaking them up because of money and trampling on his dignity.

So Song Yan wanted to make Xu Qin become like himself, which would make him feel balanced.

Meng Yanchen had never met a boyfriend who persuaded his girlfriend to break up with her family.

"Whatever you think, Xu Qin is willing to follow me anyway, and you are just her brother, you can't control it. Oh, no, you are no longer her brother, because she will no longer have any relationship with your family in the future."

Song Yan tilted his head, put his hands on his hips, and looked at Meng Yanchen with a smug look on his face.

"Xu Qin is so self-righteous and humble, she is a perfect match for you."

Meng Yanchen didn't understand, but he respected it and locked it down. Such harm must not flow into the market to avoid harming others.

Song Yan didn't hear the hidden meaning in Meng Yanchen's words. He thought he was admitting defeat and wishing them both the best, so he became even more complacent.

Meng Yanchen was too lazy to waste words on this kind of garbage. The garbage was classified and his and Xu Qin's garbage were non-recyclable.

Meng Yanchen called Xu Qin.

"elder brother."

"Please move out before ten o'clock tomorrow morning. I'm coming to collect the house. Since you have made up your mind to break up with your family, you should bear the consequences."

"Oh, by the way, not only the house, but also the car, brand-name bags, brand-name cosmetics, anything that your family bought for you, you can't take it away."

Hearing this, Xu Qin on the phone remained silent.

She was very disappointed. She thought Meng Yanchen would give her some face because she was his younger sister. Unexpectedly, he took away everything.

"Brother..." Xu Qin was about to say something when Meng Yanchen hung up the phone without giving her any chance.

Since you have chosen to be with Song Yan, why do you still carry brand-name bags?

"Meng Yanchen, even if she breaks off relations with her family, she is still your sister after all. There is no need to be so ruthless, right?"

"No wonder Xu Qin looks down on you, you, Meng Yanchen, are just not worthy!"

Song Yan couldn't bear it anymore and pointed at Meng Yanchen.

"Go away!"

Meng Yanchen hit Song Yan's hand directly and was about to leave.

Song Yan was not convinced, his veins bulged, and he punched Meng Yanchen.

Meng Yanchen now has advanced martial arts skills. As soon as Song Yan made a move, he noticed it and reacted quickly to avoid Song Yan's attack.

Song Yan thought that with his skills, this punch would definitely hit Meng Yanchen hard, but he didn't expect that it was actually dodged.

Song Yan was stunned for a moment.

However, in just these few seconds, Meng Yanchen went from being passive to active and grabbed Song Yan's arm.

There was a "click".

It sounded like an arm breaking.

"Th~" Song Yan groaned, frowning. It was unclear whether his expression was due to toothache or arm pain.

Meng Yanchen threw Song Yan over his shoulder and he fell to the ground.

"Song Yan, are you worthy enough to fight me?"

Meng Yanchen looked down at Song Yan and stepped on his injured arm.

"Meng Yanchen!"

These three words almost popped out from between Song Yan's teeth.

His eyes were filled with fire, and he couldn't bear to see Meng Yanchen being eaten alive in the next moment.