"No," Jiang Peiyuan shook his head and refused simply.

............

At noon, Jiang Peiyuan had a meal with the regulatory authorities and gave some benefits, only to learn that Song Rongshi was behind this incident.

He immediately drove to Olansheng Group.

After waiting downstairs for two full hours, Song Rong finally let him go upstairs.

After knocking on the door and entering, Song Rongshi was leaning on a leather chair in the huge office, his legs lazily resting on the desk. He was playing with darts in his hand and shooting them at the wall.

But obviously the technique is not very good and I never hit the red heart.

"Made, bad luck." Song Rongshi cursed.

The assistant reminded, "Mr. Song, Jiang Peiyuan is here."

Song Rongshi then raised his eyelids and looked at Jiang Peiyuan. Wearing black trousers and a blue shirt, he had to say that he looked like a human. Although his appearance was not quite as good as his, it was still much better.

People are much stronger.

Moreover, he had seen this person before. About three years ago, he pestered Lin Fanyue at the entrance of Hesong Group. In the end, he appeared as Lin Fanyue's shield and forced this person away.

"Is something wrong?" Song Rongshi said lazily.

The arrogance and looseness in his eyes were cultivated in the Song family since childhood.

Just like Song Ji said before, he looks at people through his nostrils, as if he looks down on people completely.

His attitude also made Jiang Peiyuan feel humiliated, but he could only endure it, "Mr. Song, I just want to find out where our Jiang family offended Mr. Song."

"I don't like you, you are ugly." Song Rongshi said contemptuously.

"Mr. Song..." Jiang Peiyuan clenched his fists loudly.

"What, you want to fight?" Song Rongshi put down his long legs. Although he couldn't fight Huo Xu and Ji Ziyuan in a fight, it didn't mean that he couldn't fight others.

"President Song, I don't like to use fists to solve problems." Jiang Peiyuan said as calmly as possible while holding back his anger.

"Listening to your tone, it seems that you are mocking me for liking to solve problems with fists?" Song Rongshi's delicate peach blossom face was slightly cold.

"..."

Jiang Peiyuan was speechless.

This Song Rongshi is completely different from the rumors. He is obviously the noble son of the Song family, but he behaves like a rogue.

"Mr. Song, if I did anything wrong, I apologize to you." Jiang Peiyuan said seriously, "Our Jiang family and Ou Lansheng have different industries. One is food and the other is cosmetics. There is no reason to become enemies. There may be some misunderstanding.

..."

"There is no misunderstanding. It's just that you are annoying and someone wants me to deal with you." Song Rongshi raised his eyebrows and smiled, "You are indeed... quite pretentious. Looking at your talent, I can't see it at all.

Such a scumbag, huh."

"Is it Lin Fanyue?"

Jiang Peiyuan was shocked. He remembered that Song Rong didn't like Lin Fanyue, so why did he help her?


Chapter completed!