Chapter 55: Arranged Song Yuna's father

Chapter 55: Arrange Song Yunya's Dad
At the exit of the high-speed rail, Song Yunya, fully armed, stood by the side of the road with her father waiting for Zhou Yang to pick him up.
In order to give Zhou Yang a chance to perform, Song Yunya directly took a taxi. I was recognized by the driver on the road and signed a bunch of names to pass.
"Today is the assistant named Zhou Yang arranged?" Father Song looked at the main road in front of the station, seeming to ask casually.
"Yes, Dad!" Song Yunya nodded, "He wants to show it and gain your trust."
In fact, Zhou Yang also hung the name of an assistant. Song Yunya and him have been so busy these days that they couldn't meet each other. Thinking of this state, Song Yunya felt a little bitter.
Man, I don’t know how to cherish it after I get it.
"Xiaoya... he is a little assistant, so he spends money so he can't live anymore? Or... you deliberately give him extra points in front of me in order to keep him?" Father Song is an old Jianghu, this little How could the trick be kept from him.
"Dad, where did you say?" Song Yunya immediately pretended to be pitiful.
"You, you have never lied since you were young!" Father Song sighed and touched his daughter's head. "Daddy doesn't care what job he is or what class he is. But whether it is a potential boyfriend or a de facto boyfriend, he must Pass me."
Song Yunya opened her mouth and said nothing.
She and Zhou Yang already have a close relationship, and she still remembers him, she only hopes that the other party can give her father a good expectation.
At this time, the people waiting for the bus on the side of the road exclaimed.
"Wow, look, Rolls Royce!"
"So handsome!"
Many people took out their phones and started taking pictures.
Father Song glanced at it, silver, his heart moved slightly.
This color can only be used by celebrities in society.
"How many people can't ask for a position all their lives!" Father Song sighed.
Father Song's words were full of envy.
Although the Song family is not bad for money, he still can only sigh over the Rolls Royce with tens of millions of cars.
You know, the rich also have classes.
Between different classes, Tianyuan is different.
"It doesn't mean anything to drive a good car!" Song Yunya turned around to defend Zhou Yang, "the kind of people who have money and no learning skills at home are some of the trash that drives the little girl out of the luxury car all day long. I see a lot."
"Xiaoya, you can't kill a boatman with one shot!" Father Song stared at the Rolls Royce that was parked firmly in the roadside parking space. "At least the owner of this Rolls Royce is not a public person. . If it’s the kind that doesn’t have quality, it’s already known to everyone. Therefore, the people in the car must be well-trained."
"Zhou Yang is also very good!" Song Yunya was so obsessed with Zhou Yang.
Pouting her lips, she took out the phone and dialed Zhou Yang: "Are you here yet? My dad and I are almost dead!"
Father Song glanced at his daughter in astonishment, which was obviously acting like a baby with her boyfriend.
Alas, the women's university can't help but father.
"Here, the car has just stopped, just in front of you!" Zhou Yang said, "I have seen you."
"Where are you?" Song Yunya probed her head and looked around, "I'm on the side of the road, what car did you drive and it just stopped..."
Father Song smiled and said, "That Rolls-Royce just parked, don't say that your little assistant drove this car?"
"Is Uncle Song speaking?" Zhou Yang opened the door, got out of the Rolls Royce, and waved in Song Yunya's direction.
Father Song's face froze.
Song Yunya's phone slipped to the ground.
Under the gaze of the people around, Zhou Yang went straight to the side of Song Yunya and his daughter.
"Sorry boss, there is a traffic jam on the road." Zhou Yang smiled.
Song Yunya asked with a sharp eye: "Zhou Yang, tell the truth, how much did it cost to rent this car?"
The singer is almost furious.
Man, face is so important?
Do you Zhou Yang drive a Passat and I will give you a wink?
I'm furious!
"Boss, this is my car!" Zhou Yang was a little helpless.
This cannot be blamed on Song Yuna.
One's own economic foundation is tantamount to overthrowing, and no one can accept it immediately.
"Yours? Haha!" Song Yunya's IQ broke out, "I only drove a Mercedes-Benz by myself. Did you tell me this Rolls Royce is yours? You think I am stupid!"
Boss Song, your brain is not too bright anyway.
Zhou Yang slandered.
Father Song said with a cold face: "Xiao Zhou, there is no need to do this..."
"You made a pot knuckle at my house before, and we all liked it. I thought you were an honest child, but now it looks like, hehe, it's really not good-looking!"
Song Yunya's father's words were full of irony.
"Do you think that our Song family is watching people order dishes?" Father Song was a little angry, "You don't have to worry about the next thing, Xiaoya, let's find a place to eat a bowl of ramen!"
"Zhou Yang, you disappointed me too much!" Song Yunya stomped her feet with anger.
Can you die if you don't pretend this big head garlic?
For such a new Rolls Royce, it is estimated that Zhou Yang will run out of money for one month's meal if he rents it for one day.
"Wait!" Zhou Yang stopped the Song family father and daughter, but his heart was warm.
Sure enough, his father must have his daughter in the future, so that Song Yunya can be raised by such a father.
"What else is there?" Father Song has already decided to drive Zhou Yang away from his daughter.
He admires vanity and swells his face to fill up a fat guy. What is the use of this kind of boy?
"Boss Song, Uncle Song, I beg you to give me a little more time so we can get a better understanding." Zhou Yang said calmly.
"Okay, then you can invite me to have an authentic French meal!" Father Song whispered.
"Okay, please get in the car!" Zhou Yang smiled.
Father Song snorted heavily, "Can you gain a better understanding by eating a big meal? Young man, I don't know how your car came, and you can't be too vain. Can you invite me to French dinner every day? Can you drive a Rolls Royce to pick up Xiaoya every day?"
"To be honest, I will take a high look at you. It makes no sense to play with these methods."
Zhou Yang admired.
Father Song is really three views righteous!
"Boss Song, come with me!" Zhou Yang dragged Song Yunya into the Rolls Royce regardless.
Father Song had no choice but to immediately follow.
...
In half an hour, Zhou Yang took Song Yunya and Song father into his manor.
The Song family's father and daughter got out of the car in black and stood in the middle of the manor.
"Blood!" Father Song sighed, shaking his head.
Song Yunya also frowned and said, "Zhou Yang...you... forget it!"
"Uncle Song, boss, welcome to my house!" Zhou Yang smiled and made a please gesture.
Song family father and daughter looked at each other.
"Zhou Yang, you really make me unable to understand!" Song Yunya's eyes flickered.
"I want to see what tricks your kid will do!" Father Song gave a cold snort and followed Zhou Yang towards the main building.
As soon as he entered the main building, the housekeeper and several staff members bowed and said hello at the same time.
"Hello Master!"
"Two guests, please!"
The Song father and daughter exchanged glances again.
Even the well-informed Father Song was a little confused.
Is this kid really hidden?