"Stay, stay, don't send me, old man, go back, it's cold..."

Zhao Benzhong said: "You are a distinguished guest and have business dealings with our Sumei. You can still be a close partner in the future. You should give it away, don't refuse..."

Zhao Suju echoed: "Mr. Qiu, don't refuse, our family is very hospitable..."

“Yes, yes…”

However, Wu Gang and Zhao Sumei nodded in a more reserved manner.

The two suddenly felt that there was no way out when they were at the end of their lives, and the scenery was dark and the flowers were brighter and there was another village.

I thought it was certain that I would lose everything, but I didn’t expect that my father would have such a relationship.

They not only sent Mr. Qiu to the door, but also sent him downstairs under the leadership of Zhao Benzhong.

Wu Gang personally ran to the car to open the door.

Zhao Benzhong and Mr. Qiu shook hands and said, "Xiao Qiu, I know you are busy with work, but these children in my family are not good at it. If you have time, come and have a look. Let your aunt cook some home-cooked dishes, and let us have a few cups of food..."

"Hey...must be sure!"

Mr. Qiu nodded in surprise, glanced around, and saw everyone smiling, thinking for a while, "Old man, I'm going to tell you, I'm here this time because I'm asking for something, but I can't open my mouth..."

When everyone heard this, they didn't feel anything.

Mr. Qiu has something to ask for, maybe it is a big deal, but it must not be more related to the crisis than Zhao Sumei and his wife losing their fortunes.

Zhao Benzhong said: "It's not true, but it's okay to say it..."

Wu Gang echoed: "Mr. Qiu, neither of them is outsiders. Just say, our family will work hard!"

Zhao Sumei also said: "Yes, yes, yes...all are all for us."

Mr. Qiu nodded heavily, and then said seriously: "Actually, I have always wanted to see Mr. Shang, but he has never seen me. I wondered, you are his relative, can you help me with it? Don't waste too much time, you only need to give me fifteen minutes..."

Mr. Qiu said it sincerely and helplessly.

Zhao Benzhong said: "Mr. Shang?"

In his impression, there is no one with the surname Shang.

"Shang Yang, Mr. Shang... You should be called grandson, haha... I have always wanted to see him, but he hid and just hoped to see me for fifteen minutes and let him give me time to say something..."

As soon as this statement comes out, the stars change.

Zhao Benzhong stood there in a daze like concrete pouring.

Zhao Suju opened her mouth wide, as if she had heard something she shouldn't have heard.

Chu Qiang's mind was in a daze.

Zhao Susong was deciding whether the word Shang Yang was wrong?

Zhao Sumei's mind was buzzing, unbelievable.

Wu Gang's body trembled and felt like he woke up from a dream.

Mr. Qiu clasped his hands together and said slowly: "Please..."

After saying that, he got into the car, closed the door, and left.

In the snow in the dark night, there is only a messy family.
Chapter completed!