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It should be the doorman who called Song Bo when he opened the door, so when Xia Yu parked the car after getting out under the leadership of Song Family, he saw an old man walking towards him with a middle age person.
Xia Yu met Song Bo several times on some occasions, so he immediately recognized him, and the middle age person on his side, he also looked at the photos in the profile, and knew that it was Song Zhicheng, the second son of Song Bo.
Song Bo has 3 wives, 2 children and 2 daughter with main branch, 2 children with 3 children and 2 daughters with 8 bedrooms, with a total of 1 children.
The three sons are eldest son Song Zhihui, second son Song Zhicheng, and third son Song Zhiming.
It’s just that eldest son Song Zhihui over-studied and focused on scientific research and academics. He was not interested in business at all. Although Song Bo was helpless, he was not particularly disappointed. After all, he yearned for knowledge and he developed with eldest son.
Song Zhiming, the third son, has mediocre ability, and because he has studied abroad, he has been contaminated with many bad habits abroad. After returning to Hong Kong, he still can’t change it. Therefore, there are many anecdotes in Hong Kong, and Song Bo’s favorite is the most unpopular.
Compared with these two sons, the two sons Song Zhi in front of him have outstanding achievements, at least they are interested in doing business.
It’s just that Xia Yu is rumored that Song Zhicheng is only a middle-upper in the same generation, more than conservative but not enterprising.
As for whether the comments I heard are true or false, Xia Yu has not been in direct contact before, so it is not easy to comment.
But now this time, I can observe it.
“Song Old Master, please feel free to welcome you personally, sin!”
With a smile on his face, Xia Yu walked towards Song Bo at a faster pace, said apologetically, and shook hands with Song Bo while speaking.
Song Bo showed a gentle smile, giving people a feeling of spring breeze, and said cordially: “Mr. Xia’s words are bad. Your arrival makes the humble house flourish. This is a great blessing for my Song Family!”
Xia Yu said with a smile: “Old Master, you hold it up. How can I compare to you? I am here with the blessing of Song Family.”
Song Bo felt at ease when Xia Yu said, he laughed and said, “haha, Mr. Xia, your own blessing is the best in Hong Kong. It should be my blessing.”
After that, he introduced his son to Song Bo: “Mr. Xia, this is Inuzi Zhicheng, not very successful, I hope you can give me some advice.”
“Mr. Xia, hello!”
Song Zhicheng smiled and stretched out his hand to say hello to Xia Yu.
However, the observant Xia Yu still noticed that Song Zhicheng’s smile was a little awkward. He obviously didn’t agree with his father’s words and was a little unconvinced.
He’s all 3 18 years old, and he can’t even understand the meaning of his father’s words, and the heat is still a lot worse.
Xia Yu shook her head secretly in her heart, but didn’t show it on the surface, and said enthusiastically and modestly: “Tiger father will not beget a dog son, Old Master, you are too modest.”
“I have heard of Brother Song’s name for a long time, but unfortunately I never saw it. It is a great blessing in life to have the honor to meet today!”
“Brother Song, there will be more opportunities to communicate in the future!”
Song Zhicheng smiled more obviously this time, he said modestly: “Mr. Xia’s achievements are far above me, I should learn more from you.”
Song Bo suddenly clapped his forehead and said with shame: “Look at me, people always have a bad memory. This joy has forgotten that the occasion is wrong. It is really wrong to let the distinguished guest stand at the door.”
“Mr. Xia, please come inside!”
Xia Yu smiled and made a please gesture and said: “a guest will comply with the wishes of the host, Old Master, please please!”
“Mr. Xia, you are a distinguished guest, together, please!”
Soon, Xia Yu took Li Wuming to Song Family’s living room and sat down, and he looked at the layout of the Song Family’s house.
The furnishings of the living room are neat and upright. The dark brown Bogu frame is symmetrically constructed. The desk cabinet is inlaid with brass, which echoes the metal screen. The decorative paintings are quiet and elegant with flowers, as if floating with dark fragrance, and naturally carved tea table. A huge plaque is hung on the central wall of the living room with the four words “Quiet and Far”.
This layout is worthy of the characteristics of Song Family’s scholarly heirlooms.
When he was making tea, Xia Yu said in admiration: “Old Master, your living room has a simple and elegant layout and a long charm. You have spent a lot of effort! Living in this environment for a long time, naturally you will be relaxed and joyful, at least I can live for several decades!”
Song Bo happily said: “I have spent a lot of effort in this layout, but I am also limited, that is, relying on a few years of antiques to upgrade the grade, it is not comparable to Mr. Xia, if you want to arrange it, you will definitely be better than me. This is several times more elegant.”
“You can build the 9 Ding Culture Museum with great generosity. It doesn’t make sense that your home will be worse, haha…”
Xia Yu smiled and shook her head and denied: “Different, different…”
At this moment, the tea was brewed, and Song Bo made a please gesture and said, “Mr. Xia, please use tea and taste my Biluochun. This is a new tea produced this year and was brought back from Suzhou. It’s the best product among them!”
“Then I have to taste it.”
Xia Yu laughed, picked up the tea cup and sniffed deeply, and directly praised: “Scent!”
Then he took another sip, and said in full praise: “The fragrance is terrifying, the mouth is fresh and fresh, and it is sweet after drinking, good tea!”
Song Bo eyes shined and immediately said: “Mr. Xia is really knowledgeable and has a deep understanding of Biluochun. Compared with you, my kid is much worse.”
Song Zhicheng, who had not interrupted, drinking tea silently didn’t expect himself to be devalued by his father in front of Xia Yu, who was a few years older than his son. He was embarrassed and shouted, “Dad.”
Song Bo glared at him, and said with some dissatisfaction: “Why, do you still feel unconvinced? Just say this Biluochun, I have drunk how many years you didn’t understand it deeply, Mr. Xia pointed out Biluochun’s essence in one sentence. And allusions.”
“Biluochun was originally named Dongting tea, also known as Dongting Biluochun because it was produced in the Dongting Mountain area of Suzhou, but it is also called scaring Sharenxiang in the local people. According to legend, a nun went up the mountain to travel in spring and picked a few pieces of tea. It was tangy, and blurted out, “The fragrance is so frightening,” and the locals called this tea “The fragrance of the frightening person.” In the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, the Emperor Kangxi tasted this kind of soup color jade green, curled like a snail during the inspection. The famous tea from China was much appreciated, but I felt that the name “Frightening Sharenxiang” was indecent, so I named it “Biluochun”, which has only been passed down since then.”
“Mr. Xia said,’The fragrance is so frightening…”
Seeing Song Bo’s performance and Song Zhicheng’s performance, Xia Yu smiled secretly in her heart and gained a more intuitive understanding of Song’s father and son.
Song Bo is an old fox. From the beginning of the meeting to the present, he has been unnoticeable influence and cautiously paving the ground. He secretly guards against Xia Yu, leaves himself a way to talk, and at the same time, he is continuously drawing closer to Xia Yu. Good.
I won’t talk about it before entering the house. For example, now I’m seizing the opportunity to comment on this tea, combining the social art of “depreciating oneself and respecting others, presenting ugliness and striving for relatives”, trying to calmly narrow the distance between the two parties once again.
It’s a pity that the protagonist is a good protagonist, but the supporting role is not good. Song Zhicheng did not understand the deep intentions of father, but couldn’t put it down, wasting the father’s good intentions.
With Song Zhicheng’s current wisdom and city government, whether Xia Yu is more than conservative is still undecided for the time being, but he really does not look like a pioneering and enterprising generation.
Compared with him, the sons of Yue-Kong Pao’s Peter Woo, Henry Fok’s son, and the sons of Li Ka-shing, Lee Shau-kee, Cheng Yu-tung and the others whom Xia Yu has met are quite outstanding.
Seeing his son’s awkward expression, it seemed that he was a little disappointed with his son Song Zhicheng’s performance. Song Bo simply ignored him and chatted with Xia Yu again.
Xia Yu long sleeves help one dance beautifully, there is a lot of flattery between words, so Song Bo, who is in a bad mood, laughed heartily from time to time, and the atmosphere becomes warm again.
Seeing Song Bo’s delay in asking what he came from, Xia Yu secretly thought an old fox, and then found an opportunity. After Song Bo smiled, his face became straight and he immediately said: “Song Old Master, this time I’m here to disturb you. I would like to ask you to give me a support.”
Song Bo heart shivered with cold, put down the tea cup he just picked up, looked at Xia Yu calmly, and asked: “I dare not be a supporter. Mr. Xia may as well say what it is. If I can do it, I will naturally be willing to help.”
Having said that, he added another sentence in a joking tone: “If it is beyond my ability, I will try my best.”
The scenes were so cautiously spoken, Xia Yu couldn’t help being a little speechless.
He just didn’t hear the latter sentence, said with a light smile: “Song Old Master, things are not difficult. I heard that Song Family holds 16% of Cathay Pacific’s equity shares. I hope you can do me a favor. Selling to me, in terms of price, I will definitely not let you lose!”
Although Xia Yu used the word “heard” euphemistically, she directly pointed out the number of shares, which in fact did not give Song Family a chance to shirk denial.
But Song Bo is not someone who is easy to deal with, his expression is stagnant, his face is awkward look, and he seems to mutter to himself: “This… um… how can I put it?”
Xia Yu leaned forward slightly, keeping a smile, and further said: “Old Master, this should not be embarrassing. After all, as far as I know, Song Family has no interest in aviation, even if it holds 16% equity shares of Cathay Pacific. It just dispatched a board member and supervised the finances in a regular manner, and seemed not to care about the company’s operations.”
“In that case, it’s better to do me a favor and sell equity shares to me. You always concentrate resources on developing other core businesses.”
“Ten birds in the forest are not as good as one bird in hand, don’t you think?”
ps: I worked overtime until 11 o’clock and I came back at 3 o’clock within a few minutes after writing this chapter. There is no way. I have to get up to work at 7:00 am…