"With such a big temper, do you think this is the set where you work?" A majestic voice sounded.

If there are other people at this time, we can recognize that the middle-aged man who is talking is wearing a military uniform, with a solemn expression, and a kind of arrogant momentum, which gives people a kind of prestige and makes you dare not look into his eyes.

Usually, we see him on TV, song Yan, the current leader of C country.

When he saw him, Wenluo's arrogance instinctively closed for a while, but then showed a more uncomfortable expression and said: "Oh, you finally come back? Is this place just a hotel for you to eat and sleep? "

"Is that how you talk to your father?" Song Yan's eyebrows suddenly turned up and gave a cold hum. He went to sit down opposite him, but his back was still straight.

"Father? Oh, I'm so sorry, I have a life that no one taught me. My mother died early, and I didn't know who my father was from childhood to adulthood. If you think I don't have a tutor, then Bear it. " Wenlow gave a sneer.

"You...!" Song Yan's face turned white, and every word he said stuck in his chest. But when he saw as like as two peas in her face, all the anger was turned into a pain.

After all, he was wrong.

Now everything is God's punishment.

He sighed a long time, and his tone softened a lot: "sit down first."

Wenlow ignored him.

"Sit down!" No matter how distressed he is, he is also the ruler of C country. He is always in the highest position. No one dares to disobey him. He is used to everyone smiling at him and obeying his advice. Wenluo's disobedience will still make him angry.

Wenluo frowned. Usually, if he spoke to himself like this, he would leave without saying a word. But this time, he couldn't. He had something to ask him.

"Hum." He snorted and sat down.

His rare obedience was very helpful to song Yan, but he didn't think much about it. He just thought that he was getting older and gradually figured out some things. In the past, every time he called him back, there was no response.

He's his father, but it's hard to see him since he's grown up. In recent years, he can only be seen on TV.

"I will be in China for the next few days. I asked your agent, and your time is just right. We haven't seen each other for a long time. You live at home during this time. No matter how good it is outside, it's not as good as home. I'll let your aunt... "

"Shut up Wenlow suddenly cried out in anger. "I said, don't mention her in front of me! I don't want her in front of me

"Wenlow!"

"I know that she has been visiting abroad during this period of time, otherwise why do you think I will promise to come back? Song Yan, before my mother died, she begged me not to hate you, so I gave you some face, but that woman, don't want me to give her half face! "

"You..." Looking at Song Yan's angry son. For so many years, whenever he mentioned it, he would turn his face at once. "Forget it, just think I didn't say it. When she comes back, I'll let her go to the west of the city to live for a while, and then you'll stay at home and be your father, OK

Wenluo coldly looked at him, suddenly raised his lips and laughed: "do you know why I came back?"

Song Yan is a Leng that he asks, immediately Mou son dodges move away.

The question was so straightforward that he was not even prepared to lie.

For so many years, he hoped Wenluo would come back more than once, but no matter how he put down his face to beg, he didn't respond even for the Spring Festival or the Mid Autumn Festival. But this time

Countless people don't go to the three treasures hall. His identity is still a chip.

However, he didn't want their father son relationship to be a deal. He knew that he would come back only if he had something to ask for, but he seemed to be able to cheat himself if he didn't say it or mention it. His son came back only when he grew up and became sensible.

But now, with one word, all his self deception has become a joke.

"It seems you have guessed." Wenluo sneered again and said, "I need your help."

Song Yan looks at Wen Luo's indifferent expression. The more indifferent he is, the more painful his heart is. But who is to blame? He owes them.

After a while, he sighed and said, "come on, what can I do for you?"

Finally, when it comes to business, Wenluo is also relieved, or this way of trading is more suitable for them, what father and son love, think about it and feel sick.

"I've offended people."

"Offending people? Who is it? " Song Yan doesn't care about it at all. His son has offended others. Even the emperor Lao Tzu can protect him.

I don't know which one doesn't have eyes. Even his son dares to bully him.

"The Chiang family." Wenluo light floating two words, but like lifting a big stone, hard hit into the heart of Songyan lake.He was stunned for a long time before he slowed down and asked uncertainly, "who do you say?"

"Jiang family, Jiang Wenhu and Jiang Wenhu's daughter, Jiang Lu." Wenluo kindly repeated, even the name of the report out, lest he make a mistake.

Song Yan's brows tightly wrinkled together, did not speak.

Seeing song Yan's reaction, Wen Luo understood that he also knew about the activities of the Chiang family and Hua province.

He thought he didn't know and was clean.

Oh, also, how can he feel that a man who trades his mother's life for his future is clean? This person has no heart. What else can't he do?

"Wenluo, is there any misunderstanding here?" Song Yan was silent for a long time before he asked.

On hearing this, Wenluo almost laughed.

"Misunderstanding? I don't think so. Why, it seems that you don't really want to help me? "

"No, I..."

"It seems that all those rumors are true. The Chiang family has a secret relationship with the political circle of China. You know that, don't you? " Wenluo stares at him tightly and says with a sneer: "what a clean and just leader. He has clean hands and high quality, ha ha."

Being ridiculed by his son, song Yan's face couldn't hold: "Wenluo, these things are very complicated, not as simple as you think."

"I don't care whether it's simple or complex, and no matter how much you involve in it, I just want to ask you one question. I want the end of the Jiang family. Are you going to help or not? "

The air was filled with nervous elements, and song Yan didn't speak for a long time.

After waiting for a while, Wenluo ran out of patience, sneered and stood up directly: "OK, I already know the answer. I'm sorry to disturb you today. I'll let you go. "