Porcelain industry leader

"Early in the morning, it almost gave me a heart attack. Look at you, how decent you are, the bigger you are, the more outrageous you are." Song Zhengchu tapped Song Yu's temples and clicked his tongue all the way, "You Say how old are you? Are you still like a child? Fight if you don’t like it, and even pull people into gang fights! If you want to spread it, you will be laughed at to death.”

Song Yu hugged Gu Qingchi's coat, and remained silent, holding back his stomach full of grievances and having nothing to say.

He wanted to hide it from his father, so he called his uncle, but in the blink of an eye, his father fell from the sky.

However, he was still not sure who the operation grandson in charge of the design department was the undercover agent sent by his father.

After thinking for a moment, he sighed again.

It's useless to know, anyway, his every move is under the surveillance of his father.

He glared at the back of his father's head, and felt dizzy when he thought that the "love" he showed in Moments might be forwarded to his father.

Kicking an empty bottle on the ground into the air, the bottle fell into a large trash can on the roadside in a parabola.

He raised his eyebrows and let out a sigh of relief.

Behind him, the two male colleagues who were dragged by Song Yu to be rescuers and ended up squatting in the police station all night held their breath and dared not speak.

They have only seen this calm and majestic chairman at the company's annual meeting, and they haven't been able to get out of the shocking fact that "Song Yu is actually the son of Chairman Song".

On the one hand, he lamented why his surname was not Song, and on the other hand, he sympathized with Song Yu who was accused all the way because of his righteous rescue.

I wanted to put in a few words to say something good for him to confirm that the situation was really critical at that time, but I couldn't find a suitable opportunity.

It was mainly because of Song Zhengchu's face that he didn't dare to refute directly. Obviously, this old Dong was 12 points angry at Song Yu's beating.

After Song Zhengchu reprimanded Song Yu, he turned around and smiled at everyone, "You're all starving, I invite you all to have lunch. As colleagues, I'm very pleased that you can stand up in times of crisis."

The two colleagues didn't know whether the chairman was boasting or hurting, so they laughed dryly and waved their hands again and again, "Thank you Song Dong, no need, no need, let's go back and eat."

"How can this be done? It's Song Yu from our family who has tired everyone and delayed your rest."

"No trouble, no trouble..."

"No delay, no delay..."

"Just have a light meal."

"No, no, no...you are too polite."

When Song Yu received a call from Gu Qingchi, he immediately felt more at ease, and turned to his father and said, "I'm going to the hospital."

"I'll go with you after dinner." Song Zhengchu raised his voice and widened his eyes, his words were full of firmness that could not be refuted.

Song Yu looked into his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and could only nod his head.

In order to avoid the hail of bullets at the dinner table, before getting into the car, Song Yu also forcibly pushed the two nonsense colleagues into the car.

After Song Zhengchu started the car, Song Yu sat silently in the passenger seat, and when he wanted to send a WeChat message to Gu Qingchi, he realized that his phone and clothes were still here.

After lunch, Song Yu packed a large bowl of noodles for Gu Qingchi, fearing that they would turn into a lump in the hospital, and asked the master to pack the soup separately.

As soon as the colleague left, Dad completely let go and turned on the chatterbox mode.

"Are you saying you don't look good? Huh?" Song Zhengchu pulled the seat belt buckle with his backhand, "Take me around the police station, your ability is getting better and better."

Song Yu pursed his mouth, shook his head twice, and said following his meaning: "It's outrageous."

"I'm not talking about you, can you take three seconds to think about the consequences before you do something?" Song Zhengchu started the car, turned his head and glanced at Song Yu, wishing to pass on his life's experience of reading people to him.

"You have provoked a group of hooligans today. Have you ever thought about what to do if they seek revenge in the future? This time there are so many people present, help you deal with them and help you call the police. What if you are alone? What do you do if you get caught by them?"

"Look at that hooligan leader, does he seem to be able to reason with you? At that time, he will control you and run away if he gives you a stick. Where are you going to reason?"

Song Yu felt that there was some truth to it, but he was still unwilling to give in, "They're punks, not gangsters, so it's so easy to find me."

"There are so many ways you don't know." Song Zhengchu rubbed his swollen eyes when he was waiting for the red light. Last night he couldn't sleep until two in the morning. When he received a call early in the morning, he hurried over and fell asleep all night. After three hours, I felt a little sleepy as soon as I got into the car.

Song Yu glanced at him sideways, "Let me drive."

"It's okay, you haven't slept all night." Song Zhengchu yawned.

"I'm young." Song Yu jumped out of the car without saying a word.

Song Zhengchu sat in the co-pilot and did not intend to fall asleep.

He wanted to dissipate his drowsiness through dialogue, but he couldn't find any suitable entry point. In the end, he maintained his usual style, "I told you since I was a child, you should be calm and cautious when you encounter problems..."

Song Yu frowned, eager to argue, "If I were to be beaten on the ground today and bloody, can you stand aside calmly and call the police? Why don't I go up and stop me and don't fight back?" , Gu Qingchi was beaten to the ground a long time ago, are there some things that you can't bear to know?"

"Is he so important?" Song Zhengchu asked.

"Of course!" Song Yu blushed instantly after blurting out, and suddenly realized that he had stepped into the trap set by his father.

He stole a glance at his father, both uneasy and vaguely expecting his father to take up the words.

Of course Song Zhengchu knew that this was not a good time to talk about his son's relationship, so he calmly brought the topic back to the original point.

"I'm just a son like you, and I'm worried about your safety. I'm not denying your feelings for your friends by telling you these words, but I just want to remind you that there can be a better solution to this matter, such as Said to call security to stop them first, instead of asking someone to help you fight together, to make the situation worse, once you make a move, you will have unavoidable responsibility for this matter."

"What's a group fight? I'm just doing it in self-defense." Song Yu raised his voice, confidently, "Anyway, I don't think I did anything wrong. If I have a responsibility, I have to be responsible. Let me watch him suffer. Bullying and not fighting back, I can't do it."

"You still have a reason. In my opinion, you should be locked up for ten days and a half months to reflect. You said that you are so ruthless, how is it different from those little hooligans?" Song Zhengchu reprimanded with hatred. road.

Song Yu pursed his lips and thought about it carefully. If someone else was lying on the ground at that time, he should have avoided calling the police as his father said, and then stepped forward to stop him. After all, his own safety comes first.

But because it was Gu Qingchi, I couldn't figure out where I got the courage at that time, but I felt that the kick on Gu Qingchi was more painful than stabbing him with a knife.

Even if he was given a hundred chances to do it all over again, he would still fight back, even if he lost a little more money afterwards, he would still give it up.

"Forget it, forget it," Song Yu shook his hand, "It doesn't make sense to you."

Song Zhengchu sighed, and softened his tone, "I don't want you to get involved in those messy things, and I don't want to see you in trouble, understand? Do you know that a phone call in the morning made my heart ache? It's like riding a roller coaster all the way here, and I can't slow down at all."

Song Yu turned his head to look at him, pouted his lips, and replaced the "I didn't ask you to come over" to "So have you recovered now?"

"It's better, as long as you are fine." Song Zhengchu said.

After getting off the car, Song Zhengchu didn't go directly to the hospital, but went to the fruit shop next to the hospital to pick up fruit baskets.

It was the first time for Song Yu to watch him pick and choose as if he was shopping for vegetables, and couldn't help but let out a "Yo Hey", and almost couldn't help laughing.

Song Zhengchu raised his arm after paying the money, "You carry it."

"Whoever buys it will carry it." Song Yu ran away happily.

Lu Qingchi was once again shocked and embarrassed by Song Zhengchu's arrival...

Being arrested at Song Yu's house for the first time was already a torment, but this will be even worse, and it will directly bring his son into the police station.

"Hello, Uncle." Gu Qingchi sat up suddenly, smiling all over his face.

When he saw the fruit basket in Song Zhengchu's hand, he instantly felt no pain in his limbs.

I'm here to condolences!Not a question!

"Well," Song Zhengchu nodded, and put the fruit basket on the table, "how is it, did you knock your head hard?"

"It's not serious." Gu Qingchi shook his head lightly.

Just as Song Yu was about to sit on the bed, Song Zhengchu sat down one step ahead of him, poured the noodle soup into the noodles, "Let's eat first."

Song Yu was stunned for a moment, and before he could speak, his aunt dragged him aside to inquire about the situation.

Song Zhengchu picked up a fruit knife and peeled an apple for Gu Qingchi.

Gu Qingchi was flattered, originally thought that Papa Song would ask something about last night, but he didn't mention a single word, and just asked some irrelevant questions.

Gu Qingchi was deeply suspicious of Papa Song's sudden change of gentle attitude, he was in a state of confusion the whole time, and even a little suspected that his brain was smashed and he was hallucinating.

But at the same time, he couldn't restrain the little joy in his heart, and happily shared some interesting stories in his daily life.

The two talked to each other, as if they had known each other for half their lives. If they had two bottles of beer and peanuts, it would be more atmospheric.

It wasn't until the end that Gu Qingchi realized that he had inadvertently explained everything about his identity, his current job, and his outlook for the future.

Song Zhengchu's unfathomable gaze softened a lot during the conversation.

He has also heard a little about the relationship between the two children, and in addition, he can always see the two of them flirting with each other during the conversation, so he almost understands it.

To be honest, the last time we met, he felt that Gu Qingchi was quite a sensible kid, he didn't look like he was just in his early 20s at all.

He has been in the rivers and lakes but he is not a philistine. There is always a little humility in his words, and he is very patient with the elders' questions. Based on his countless experiences in reading people, it doesn't seem like he is pretending.

After learning about this series of tragic experiences of Gu Qingchi, he felt sympathy, and had the urge to recognize him as his godson.

But in the end, he restrained his emotions and didn't gossip about their relationship.

Before leaving, I left a sentence, "If you have time on New Year's Day, have a meal together" is an expression of acquiescence.

When Song Zhengchu said this, his gaze kept on Gu Qingchi's face, Song Yu was taken aback.

He let out a dazed "Mmm", and he didn't realize it until his father left the door. He rushed over and grabbed the wall and said, "Definitely go back!"

Song Zhengchu turned his head and smiled, his chest felt a little hot, as if he saw Song Yu guarding the door when he was a child, just to ask his father to hug him.

When he turned his head, the tip of his nose was a little acidic, and he tried not to cry in front of the two chatting aunts in the corridor.

He knew that he couldn't change Song Yu's emotional decision, just like his parents couldn't persuade him to divorce Su Mei back then.

He knows better than anyone that twisted melons are not sweet.

In this world, no one wants to see Song Yu laughing more than he does.

As long as the child is happy and the family is reunited, what does it matter if he retreats ten thousand steps.

What fear is there in the eyes of the world.