There was silence on the other end of the phone. Song Gengchao forgot to speak for a while. He thought for a long time and finally sighed and broke the silence:

"Oh, what are you doing when you come back? I haven't received this call today, so you don't want to come back. Let's go... let's go!"

He obviously wanted to see Song Que, but when he got to his mouth, he could only say this sentence, which was very sluggish. Song Gengchao didn't expect that he would have such a day.

However, after hearing this, Song Que finally calmed down.

If the father asks him where he is, he may still have to be wary of it, but if the father drives him away, it means there is no longer any grudge between him and his father.

Song Que felt a little bit of pain in his nose.

"Dad, I have arrived at the first fortress and am currently at the bottom. Although the disguise cannot be discovered by the citizens, my current harsh defense is now mixed with a large number of judges. I cannot enter the higher level. I need your help."

"Don't you understand what I said? Let's go! The Song family is no longer the Song family in your memory."

"I'm no longer the same person I used to."

Song Gengchao's tone was firm, while Song Que had a tough attitude.

"I've inquired. The Song family is now in turmoil. The external and internal troubles are all caused by me. You are the head of the Song family and I am the son of the head of the family. These troubles should be solved by your son."

"Solved? How do you solve it? You can't even show up now."

"Although I can't show up, hiding in the dark also has the benefit of being in the dark. It's just that I need to go to the level you are."

Song Gengchao hesitated in his heart. He wanted to see Song Que, but at this time Song Que came to the first fortress, which was undoubtedly a great disaster. But the old saying is still the same, it's all...

"I will bring someone to pick you up in person."

...

...

The first fortress, the sixth floor.

The Liu of the Song family is called Song Wei. As his name is, he hides without fighting, and does not retreat. The Liu of the Liu family has always been the most popular relative, but it is nothing more, just because Song Wei is not interested in the business of the Song family. At least everyone seems to be uninterested.

Song Wei is now in the study room and is planning for the next issue. He is not convenient for him to come forward, so he can only give advice in the study room.

Song Wei's study room is almost the same as Song Gengchao's study room. There are retro incense tables on the table, and there are characters behind them. The rest are extremely simple. There are a few books on the bookshelf, but they are not successful studies, literary and philosophical masterpieces, or business practices.

He didn't read these, and even if he read them, he wouldn't put them in his study, but instead placed some files and materials, mostly compiled by the personnel and financial reports of some companies.

At this time, the housekeeper knocked on the door and didn't enter. He just reported the foreign exchange at the door:

"Sir, Lord Lord has gone to the bottom."

“What did you do?”

"I brought a few guards and looked like Master Song Que's old subordinates back then."

Song Wei frowned slightly.

"Brother, he actually has the fighting spirit?"

Song Wei was actually not as good as Song Gengchao in terms of planning, but he was good at analyzing a person's status. Song Gengchao's failure to leave the mansion for many days is obviously different from Li Wanye's failure to leave the mansion for many days.

The latter is dormant, while the former is a little depressed. As long as you use some more means to make the crowd angry, it will be natural for the elder brother to abdicate.

So Song Gengchao went to see Song Que's old subordinates at this moment, which made Song Wei a little uneasy.

"Continue to send someone to stare."

"yes."

After the butler left, Song Wei thought for a while and said to himself:

"Even if Song Gengchao wins people's hearts at this time and recruits Song Que's old subordinates, it doesn't seem to be of much significance. The only one who competes for the lord is my Song family, and no one in the Song family can compare with Zhu'er. Haha, I have to see what else you can find."

At this moment, Song Zhuo was discussing business with people on the third level.

Song Zhuo likes to talk about business with people in the teahouse very much.

His name is called "媳", and people look more honest than Song Que. Years of tolerance seem to have become a habit. Even when facing lower-ranking people, Song Zhuo is always courteous.

Many people who did business with Song Zhuo sighed that Song Zhuo was like the second Song Que.

Although every time I hear this sentence, Song Zhuo shows that I am not as good as my brother Tang, but he never feels happy inside and disgusts from the bottom of his bones.

But he couldn't show it, because Song Que was indeed a mountain in his heart.

"Since Song Que is already the chosen son of the ten-talented talent, you shouldn't be it." His father Song Wei's words often sounded in his ears.

"Why? Dad, why am I inferior to him? He has ten talents, and I have ten talents. In the future, my results in the God-Choose Test may be better than him."

"From now on, I won't allow you to be better than him. Remember, my Song Wei family will not show its strength. Wild dogs will not grind their teeth until they are too old. The fangs cannot be easily revealed, otherwise everyone will be wary of you."

"Does I have to play a waste in the next few years?"

"He is Song Que, you are Song Zhuo. If he is a genius, you are a waste."

"What if he becomes a waste?"

Song Zhuo still remembers the expression of his father Song Wei after saying this.

The expression was meaningful, with a certain desire in his eyes, but it was quickly suppressed.

"This kind of assumption cannot be found. If there is really that day, you will naturally know what to do. But before this day comes, you have to remember that you will always be a child of the sixth family with ordinary talent and mediocre qualifications."

For many years, Song Zhuo has been hiding, and gradually, he has always heard of Song Que's excellence. Song Zhuo tried all the things that Song Que had done in private, and he found that he could do more, better and faster.

Song Zhuo shook his head, his thoughts returned to the business world, and said:

"Then it will depend on you in the next few days. If this group of businesses choose to cooperate with our family, my uncle will definitely abdicate earlier. As long as I become the lord of the first fortress, I can assure you that you will get more profits than before."

"Hahaha, it's easy to say, come on, everyone respects the future lords!"

"Lord Song, I've done it, you can do it!"

The atmosphere in the teahouse is very lively, and Song Zhuo is also very comfortable.

He endured for many years in order to "steal the Song Dynasty". Now the overall situation has almost become a fixed pattern. The old and weak Song Gengchao had no fighting spirit after several ups and downs. Most of the businesses under Song Gengchao were bribed by Song Zhuo.

Although Song Gengchao was the lord, he was now a bare commander who was unavailable. Although the uncles and uncles of the Song family were all waiting and watching, he knew that in the end these people would stand on their own.

Song Zhuo chatted with these Song family business partners who had changed their investment for a while, and then left on the pretext of leaving.

He has a lot of things every day, and the business is true, but at the same time he has to stabilize the other uncles and uncles of the Song family and let them understand which one is more beneficial to them, from Song Gengchao.

These are the things Song Zhuo did these days. He was not like Song Qinwen and Song Qinwu, who was so stupid that he "tends Song" with great fanfare. He was low-key and only had private contact with the few people in all classes who had the most say.

Even walking on the street at this moment, not many people recognize Song Zhuo, because Song Zhuo looks very ordinary.

But for some reason, Song Zhuo always felt a little uneasy.

A sense of depression that I haven't experienced for a long time has arisen in my heart.

At night, Song Zhuo finished all the business and returned to his home.

He went to the study.

"Dad, what happened today? You looked a little wrong."

"Brother, I went to the bottom today." Song Wei said after pondering for a moment.

"Oh? Uncle has been staying in his door these days. When he heard from the spies in the mansion, he often sighed in a daze. I thought he had already let go."

"I think so too, but today he went to the bottom and met a few Song Que's old subordinates."

When talking about Song Que, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Song Zhuo's eyes.

"Are these old subordinates all prisoners? Do you want to 'clean the emperor' and 'help' him?" Song Zhuo said in a cold voice.

"No hurry. It is said that there are many people, and there are a few new faces. What does it mean when my elder brother goes down at this time? But I can't tell you clearly. Why don't you want to have a meal tomorrow?" Song Wei said.

"Just use business as a reason?" Song Zhuo smiled.

"This meal will help your uncle plan well, so that he can figure out who should sit in the position of the lord of this first fortress?" Song Wei did not have the same honest and honest appearance as before. At this moment, his eyes were shining and his eyes were like a wolf.

Song Zhuo did not nod, but said hesitantly:

"After all, we lack that ring. Without that ring, the sword from Hongmen Banquet would not be able to dance."

"This problem is no longer a problem. After the Judgment Knight spoke and Song Que was notorious, although the old fox Li Wanye did not come forward to express his opinion, he refined the power of the Judgment Knight. Now as long as he is willing to spend money, the Judgment Knight is no longer just the guard of the fortress lord, but can even be purchased as a private mercenary."

Song Zhuo knew about this.

The reason why there are so many judges today is that on the one hand, there are more people willing to become judges, and on the other hand, there are also more demands for orders.

The control of the judge's knights no longer belongs to the lords only.

Of course, what these people who bought the Judgment Knights did not know is that the ultimate control of the Judgment Knights was not in their hands. In short, the ratio of Judgment Knights to humans in the entire pyramid system, in more than 200 pyramids, is far greater than that of a few months ago.

Song Zhuo was just subconsciously thinking that his side could not force Song Gengchao to conquer Song Gengchao in terms of combat power. After hearing Song Wei's words, he suddenly said:

"What my father means...now... financial resources are combat power?"

"Although only Li Wanye can provide the judge knights, Li Wanye has the integrity of doing business. These days, we have gradually eroded all the business of your uncle's family, and I have also secretly deployed a lot of private combat power. Not only that, some new generation of hunters have also been recruited."

"A new generation?"

"Most of the old hunters have participated in the Battle of the Yopera Plain. They think that their coach Song Que will not be the enemy of this world. Although there will be a high bid, someone will change the principles, but they will be reserved in their hearts. Fortunately, people... are always in a steady stream. There are many new hunters who have passed the Selected Test every year on the third floor of each fortress."

Song Wei touched his nose, his eyes full of murderous aura:
To be continued...