The attic has all the information about the past and present, and I became rich by becoming a trader

Song Qi listened and nodded. Although he was still a little skeptical, since Tianpei said so, this deal would probably be successful.

Besides, the place has already been rented, so let’s give it a try first to see if it works or not.

"When will you open? So I can plan ahead." Song Qi asked.

Gu Tianpei looked at Song Youan, who quickly said, "Brother Tianpei said they're still hiring. Everyone has their own expertise, and there aren't many people who know luxury cars, so it's hard to recruit."

"Yes." Gu Tianpei nodded. "Uncle, your auto repair shop can last until National Day, right? I'll let you know when I have news. I'll do it as soon as possible."

"Okay, we're family. Since you've asked your uncle, I'll come over and help you. I'm worried about finding a job."

Gu Tianpei and Song Youan smiled at each other when they heard this: "Thank you, uncle. I don't have to worry about you. I don't trust outsiders to take charge of things."

After dealing with his father's matter, Song Youan had some free time for a while. On weekdays, he would go to Dazhao to see Yuanbao and others, and chat with Zhu Ling.

Otherwise, I would go home to spend time with my father and have dinner with Muzi and Chi Yu.

Until this day, the world fell apart for Song Feng, the second son of the Song family.

In a nearly 300-square-meter house in a high-end community, an old lady was sitting on the sofa in the living room crying and wailing.

"What shall I do, my son?"

"How did you get cheated? You're so stupid! It's really killing you..."

The person whose voice was yelling had a headache. The old man couldn't help but scold in a low voice: "Stop howling. Do you know you've been tricked now? What were you doing before?"

The old lady cried, "Why are you so fierce to me? Your son was defrauded of so much money, and you don't feel sorry for him, but I do!"

"You're still feeling bad?" The old man glared and said, "If you hadn't instigated the third son to sell the house to give him the money, he would have lost less. It really proves what the eldest son said, you hurt the third son and the second son too!"

"Oh, blame me. It's all my fault as a mother." The old lady kicked her legs and started crying again when she heard this.

Song Feng sat on the sofa smoking one cigarette after another, while Guo Wanfang sat beside him with red and swollen eyes, her tears having dried up last night.

"Don't cry, Mom. What's the use of crying?" Song Feng said impatiently, "You have to find a way to help me."

The old lady's voice suddenly stopped, and she turned to look at her son and yelled, "You still want me to help you? Isn't it enough that I've helped you? I'm helping you get cheated by others!"

"When big brother comes later, you have to speak up for me." Song Feng said with a bitter face: "My cash flow has been defrauded, and my house has been mortgaged. Now I only have this company left. If I can't even keep this company, I have no hope!"

Guo Wanfang also begged, "Yes, Mom, you have to help the second son. As long as this company is still there, we have hope of turning things around. Just let the eldest brother use the money to help the second son get through this time. We will definitely listen to the eldest brother and stop messing around."

Before he could finish his words, the doorbell rang. The old man sighed and got up to open the door.

Song Yan stood outside the door with a cold look on his face, followed by Song Huanyu who had come to join in the fun.

"You finally came after crying and wailing." The old man looked at his eldest son and said.

Song Yan didn't respond and just put on his shoes and went into the house. There was a strong smell of cigarette smoke in the living room. He saw several people sitting dejectedly on the sofa.

"Should!"

As soon as Song Yan opened his mouth, he sounded as if he had expected this: "I knew this day would come for you. Go ahead and do it, do it as hard as you can!"

The old man patted Song Yan's shoulder and shook his head: "Okay, stop scolding, your brother is also feeling bad."

The old lady wiped her tears and said, "Big brother, what are we going to do? He's been scammed out of tens of millions. How is the second brother going to survive?"

He said he wouldn't help, but the tone of his voice was still secretly conveying a message to the eldest brother, wanting him to help his younger brother.

The boss snorted coldly: "If you have a trick, you want to go. If you don't have a trick, you will die. What else can you do?"

Song Feng raised his head with red eyes: "Brother, you really don't care about me? All the little things I saved over the years are gone, and all I have left is my company. If you don't help me, I really have no hope."

"Did you listen when I advised you?" Song Yan glared at his brother and scolded him, "Why do you think you are in this situation? It's because I showed you the way. Do you really think you have the ability to do it on your own?"

Song Feng's lips trembled, as if he couldn't help crying.

He felt regretful in his heart. If he had asked his elder brother for his opinion at the beginning, he would definitely not have been fooled.

Song Yan knew it was useless to curse a few times. Now that his money had been scammed away, he still had to deal with the family issues.

His parents are old, and the family can only rely on him as the eldest brother.

"Did you call the police?"

Guo Wanfang nodded. "I reported it right away, but the police said it was an overseas scam. Although the amount is huge, there's little hope of recovering it. They said, wuwuwu..."

Guo Wanfang couldn't continue her words and started crying with her hands covering her face.

Song Yan took a deep breath after hearing this. Overseas frauds are nothing more than those methods. The second brother was actually cheated of all his family property at once. It was simply stupid to the extreme.

"You were fooled by such a low-level trick. What can I say about you? Huh?"

As he said this, he glanced around the room and realized that the third brother was not there.

"Didn't you call the third brother? Why didn't you tell him about such a big thing?"

The old lady said, "Why tell him? When we asked for the house, he said he would not come back and would no longer recognize our family."

Song Yan was so angry that he laughed: "Third brother is smart. He didn't listen to you and took out a mortgage. Otherwise, with these millions of dollars in debt on his shoulders, how many cars would he have to repair for the rest of his life to pay it off?"

Song Feng raised his head and glared: "Did the Third Brother do this on purpose? He gave me the house so readily just to watch me get cheated, right? He knew I was going to be cheated!"

"Just shut up!" Song Yan casually picked up a tissue box and threw it over, hitting Song Feng directly on the head. "He gave you his own house to be cheated? Do you think the third brother is as stupid as you?"

The old man also nodded: "That's right, this can't be done."

Song Yan took out his cell phone and called Song Qi.

Song Qi was having a French meal with his daughter outside. Song Youan had a rare chance to relax, so she insisted on taking her father out for some entertainment. They had just finished watching a movie this afternoon, and the two were ordering food in the restaurant.

Song Qi frowned at the caller ID, then said to his daughter, "Your uncle."

Song Youan was stunned, thinking that his uncle would not tell his father that he had tens of millions.

"Give it to me, I'll take it."

Song Youan snatched the phone away and swiped right to answer it without waiting for her father to speak: "Hello."

Hearing a female voice, Song Yan was startled and asked tentatively: "Who are you? Where is Song Qi?"

"I'm his daughter." Song Youan asked calmly, "What does uncle want from my dad?"