RPAGF Chapter 297 You sell matches???
Chapter 297 You sell matches???
What's more, Song's father is also a public official.
He himself was not very capable and had not climbed very high. He only got a nominal position by relying on the power and support of the Song family.
Once this kind of work style problem is exposed, not only will you be demoted to the bottom, but there will be no hope of moving up again.
This is a matter of interest that everyone with a discerning eye knows about, so even if such a shameful thing that cannot be made public really happened in a company, it would not be made public.
There's no time to hide.
Not to mention the scandal of divorcing the original wife and supporting the mistress.
But now, Song's father is determined to divorce for the sake of this lover, and he doesn't even care about the reputation of the Song family. He has made such a big fuss before the Spring Festival has even passed.
Many people are also curious about what kind of person it is that can make Song's father lose all his face and do this.
How deep must one's methods be to control Song's father so tightly?
Therefore, when Bai Yuan rushed to the Song family, there were already quite a few people watching the fun around the house.
The adults were in the Song family's yard, helping to calm them down and saying a lot of nice things, but ultimately trying to persuade them to reconcile rather than separate.
The marriage between Song's father and Song's mother was a typical family marriage without any emotional basis.
The reason why the two are together is entirely due to their interests.
There isn't much emotion in it.
Now, in order to continue to maintain this benefit, Song's mother will definitely not give in, make room for others, and give up the benefits that have already been obtained.
An amicable divorce was impossible, and Song's father couldn't force her to sign and put her fingerprints on the document by twisting her wrist.
According to Song's mother, the worst that could happen is that they would end up taking the case to court. Given their family's situation, which judge would dare to go against his conscience and issue them a divorce decree?
Song's father tried both soft and hard tactics, but Song's mother was used to being strong and would not go back on her decision, so she just wouldn't fall for his tricks.
Song's father was so angry that he screamed and smashed things in the house.
All the vases, crystal chandeliers, ornaments, and other miscellaneous items in the room, valuable and worthless, were thrown to the ground.
During the whole process, Song's mother just folded her arms and watched coldly.
Anyway, Song's father had been throwing things at her for so long, but he didn't dare to throw anything at her.
Typical case of much thunder but little rain.
Song's mother was now in a mess, but her skin was not even a scratch.
Compared to Song's father who was sweating profusely, panting and looking ugly, Song's mother still looked graceful and elegant, and the difference was immediately apparent.
Likewise, she did not feel the slightest bit flustered or ashamed about this.
Now that things have come to this, she has nothing to be embarrassed about.
Anyway, she is not the one who is embarrassed.
Make noise! Make noise!
Let's see who will be the center of attention after the incident gets out of hand.
She hoped that this matter would become a hot topic in the city and known to everyone.
It would be best if Old Lady Song could get involved in person, as everyone can see what kind of person her own son is.
In order to appease the in-laws, to win over the hearts of the people, and to prevent this matter from being exposed in the future and causing a substantial blow to the Song family.
Why don't we give her family enough sincerity and benefits?
The bigger the noise, the more money you make.
If you don’t make money, you won’t make anything.
There was a lot of quarreling in the Song family, and everyone was in chaos. Song's father was the only one who was making a big fuss.
Outside the Song family, many young masters and young ladies from the rich courtyards came specifically to watch the fun.
They are all children born in legal marriages, and they are naturally xenophobic and disgusted with illegitimate children.
No matter who this incident happens to, no matter what grudge you had against me or what resentment I had against you, we will all put aside our past grievances, form a united front, and face the outside world together.
What's more, Song Yanming is the leader of the older generation in their compound, and everyone has a good relationship with each other.
Therefore, many people came specifically to pick a fight with him, saying that they wanted to see what the illegitimate children looked like.
Now that we have entered this Beijing compound and arrived at their territory, there is absolutely no possibility of getting out safely.
Bai Yuan came alone, without Bai Falcon. He was too young, and this kind of thing was somewhat inappropriate for him.
So the child is now in the room, writing the test paper assigned by his own sister with tears in his eyes.
When Bai Yuan arrived at the Song family, his first reaction was to find Song Yanming first.
She first learned from other people that Song Yanming was not involved in the room.
Then he asked the people around him, and they all said they had not seen Song Yanming.
Considering that it is only the eighth day of the Lunar New Year and all units have not yet resumed work, it is unlikely that Song Yanming will go to the company.
Even if he was really a model worker who stayed in the office without rest during the New Year, he should have received the news of such a big thing happening at home and someone should have notified him to rush back.
Bai Yuan thought for a moment, left the Song family and the crowd watching the excitement, walked along the asphalt road for five or six minutes, and came to the small square to the east.
At this time, people in the compound were visiting relatives, traveling, and watching the fun. The small square was empty, with no one in sight.
Because of its age, the sports equipment has faded due to wind and sun, revealing an air of depression and desolation, and a sense of loneliness and weirdness in the back room.
It was in such an environment and atmosphere that two "hmm" and "hmm" sounds were heard from corners one after another.
Bai Yuan stopped and looked for the direction where the sound came from.
Before I even got close, I saw two alpacas with shiny snow-white hair and unruly side bangs, standing face to face and chewing the air.
From time to time, two "hmm" and "hmm" sounds came out of his mouth.
Considering that these two guys with side bangs had a history of spitting at people, Bai Yuan deliberately walked around them and came to the green belt behind them.
After taking only two steps, I could smell a faint scent of tobacco in the cold, dry air.
After smelling the scent, Bai Yuan frowned slightly. Although he hesitated for a moment, he finally walked over.
After walking around a spherical hedge with all its leaves fallen off and only dry and upright forks left, Bai Yuan finally saw Song Yanming's figure.
At this moment, a boy of seventeen or eighteen, almost an adult, was squatting on the edge of the flower bed in the green belt.
Perhaps because he came out in a hurry, he was not wearing a warm down jacket, but only a relatively warm cashmere sweater.
Song Yanming lowered his head, his expression dark and unclear. Most of his face was covered in shadow, making it difficult for others to see his true thoughts.
In his hand was a half-burned cigarette. No orange-red flame could be seen, only a small vertical wisp of smoke rising slowly into the air.
The young man just squatted on the flower bed and wasted time. After a few seconds, he flicked off the ash, then slowly raised his left hand holding the cigarette and put it to his mouth.
Judging from the position covered by the palm of his hand, he should have put the other end into his mouth, and paused like this for more than ten seconds.
But the lit side of the cigarette butt did not yet produce the orange-red flame caused by sucking.
After more than ten seconds, he put his hand down again, with the cigarette still loosely pinched between two fingers, allowing the cigarette to burn and the ash to accumulate and move closer to where the knuckles were.
——Just like the little match girl.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Bai Yuan's eyes moved slightly, and this line of words floated through his mind.