CapĂtulo 1899: Chapter 803: A Single Cut That Fails_4
âNo need, Director Zhao is so busy, plus, todayâs main character isnât me, itâs Feng Rao!â Song Xiaodong looked up at Li Fengrao.
Li Fengrao felt a gaze as stern as a leaderâs inspection.
âOh, right, right, then I will have a couple of drinks with Mr. Song.â Director Li glanced at Li Fengrao and skipped over him.
When Director Li was introducing Song Xiaodong earlier, some clever people immediately inquired around, only to find out that the Song Xiaodong in front of them was the legendary Song Xiaodong!
So after the meal began, everyone started to gather around Song Xiaodongâs table.
âMr. Song, Mr. Song, Iâm Zhang Fengren from Chengye Finance, Iâd like to offer you a toast.â Zhang Fengren squeezed to the other side of Song Xiaodong, pushing Feng Shuo aside.
âWow, my brother-in-lawâs status is quite prominent, driving a luxury car makes a difference, these bootlickers all come to curry favor.â Feng Shuoâs Wife said sarcastically while looking sideways at Song Xiaodong.
âThatâs right, no wonder Feng Rao insisted on buying a car.â Feng Shuo commented indifferently.
Song Xiaodong pretended not to hear the sarcastic remarks from everyone, chatting cheerfully with those who approached to toast.
âXiaodong, is that car really yours?â Eldest Uncleâs Wife also joined in, with her eyebrows knitted, crowâs feet wrinkled, eyes narrowed, neck tilted, leaning over to ask Song Xiaodong.
âWhy, what makes you think the car canât be mine?â Song Xiaodongâs patience also reached its limit.
âBased on what, you make just a bit a year, earn over a million annually, drive a car worth over ten million, who can believe that?â said Feng Shuoâs Wife, feeling unbalanced.
âXiaodong, itâs better to be realistic, you canât pretend just to save face in front of relatives and friends, are you the kind to drive that car?â Feng Shuo used his official tone expertly.
âXiaodong, if the car belongs to a friend, just be honest, we all know your income isnât high, no one will laugh at you.â Eldest Uncleâs Wife said to Song Xiaodong.
She would never believe Song Xiaodong could drive such a car, because you canât wake someone pretending to sleep, nor make someone with their eyes covered see the truth.
âXiaodong, even if itâs a friendâs car, it doesnât matter, knowing such friends means your connections are good, you might develop well in the future, donât be impatient, just because Fengrao opened a company, you donât have to pose as something youâre not.â Eldest Uncle said.
Song Xiaodongâs face turned gloomy, he looked up at Director Li, signaling that it was time to show real skills.
âBang!â Director Li slapped the table, standing up abruptly.
âWhat are you doing? Mr. Song drives whatever car, why should you interfere?â Director Li pointed at Eldest Uncleâs Wife, bursting out profanity.
âWhy are you shouting?â Feng Shuo replied harshly from the side.
âAnd you, acting like youâre some big official, spewing bureaucratic nonsense, is it your turn to teach Mr. Song how to be? Just shouted!â Director Li pointed at Li Fengshuo angrily.
âHow can you speak like that?â Feng Shuoâs Wife rebuked Director Li.
âI speak this way, you go on about his car being a friendâs, say he isnât the type, let me tell you, youâre only related to Lady Song, otherwise, Iâd teach you a lesson today!â
âWho are you scaring here? Arenât you just a section chief, a lousy boss, whatâs the power trip about?â Li Fengshuo also got angry.
âDirector Li.â
Song Xiaodong, silent until now, called out to Director Li with closed eyes.
âYes, Mr. Song.â
A moment ago, Director Li was glaring at Li Fengshuo, then immediately put on a cheerful face upon hearing Song Xiaodong call him.
Chapter 1806 You Must Call Me Mr. Song!
âAlright, stop calling, bring Fengrao over.â
âYes, yes.â Director Li quickly went to find Li Fengrao.
âManners. Trying to act tough with me, weâre on the same level!â Li Fengshuo showed off his official swagger, sitting back down in his chair.
âXiaodong, what kind of friends do you know, youâre really ignorant, putting on this wealthy act at a relativeâs home, making everyone laugh, where does this leave Li Sijieâs face!â Eldest Uncleâs Wife continued to criticize Song Xiaodong.
âEveryone knows you donât have much capability, donât be insincere, cutting ribbons and helping Feng Sheng, borrowing a car to drive, weâre all relatives, is this necessary?â Feng Shuoâs Wife added fuel to the fire.
Director Li brought Li Fengshuo over.
âWhatâs going on, brother-in-law?â Li Fengrao, seeing everyoneâs unpleasant expressions, asked Song Xiaodong what was up.
Song Xiaodong was lowering his head, making a phone call, after dialing, he looked up at Li Fengrao.
âYou have some sense, donât blame me for not giving you face, blame your lack of a good mother.â Song Xiaodong calmly finished speaking, then made the call.
âWhatâs wrong?â Li Fengrao secretly felt things were amiss, glanced at his mother, who was glaring at Song Xiaodong, too preoccupied to notice Li Fengrao.
âHello? Director Liu? Hereâs the thing, is the license for Fengrao Finance issued yet? Oh, well, I think the companyâs qualifications need further review, hope Director Liu reconsiders.â
âAlright, alright, sorry to bother Director Liu.â
Song Xiaodong hung up the phone.
âDirector Liu? You know Director Liu Qingshan?â Li Fengrao realized it was Director Liu Qingshan from Minghe Cityâs Financial Management Bureau on the phone with Song Xiaodong, questioning his companyâs operational permit.
âWow, putting on a show, just like an actor.â Feng Shuoâs Wife glared sidelong at Song Xiaodong.