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Text Chapter 1355 [The star-chasing young lady]

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    Bang bang bang Miss Song stood angrily in front of Miss Song San's car, holding the hood of the car with both hands. Her lowered face was as scary as a dark cloud, and her chest felt tight as if there was a big stone pressing on it.  Her face turned from black to red, and then from red to green. Unfortunately, Song Ziwen and Miss Song San who were standing behind her couldn't see all this.  When I was too angry to vent, I slapped the hood a few times to eliminate the anger in my heart. Unfortunately, the effect was not very good, and my hands became swollen. However, when a person is angry, the pain in the body will be greatly reduced.  , she was still unaware of the injury on her hand.  Both the Song siblings felt a biting cold wind in the air, or it would be more appropriate to say murderous aura.  The brother and sister seemed not unfamiliar with this feeling at all, but Song Ziwen was not too worried. The eldest sister of the Song family didn't care much about him.  Because as the eldest son, his status in the Song family is somewhat guaranteed.  Of course, it could be that Miss Song feels that Song Ziwen has no future for training, or that the future for training is not great.  After all, his status as a PhD in economics would not allow Song Ziwen to go hungry in the Republic of China. He was a type of person who was not afraid of running out of food wherever he went.  On the other hand, Miss Song has an idea of ??control that goes beyond ordinary control over her two younger sisters. She can¡¯t tell why. It may be out of a sense of protection, or of course it may be selfish.  The Song family is not willing to think too much about this in-depth issue.  Because thinking too much is not a good thing for the entire Song family.  Speaking of which, Miss Song herself felt very wronged. Who was she doing this for?  From her standpoint, she naturally thought that she was looking at this issue from the perspective of the overall interests of the Song family.  But the problem is that when she makes a decision, she rarely explains to her brothers and sisters why she does what she does!  So much so that Miss Song San, who was in a very unhappy mood, used this almost life-and-death method to compete with her. Of course, the final result seemed to be that Miss Song lost.  She subsidized all her dowry money, but she still didn't get any gratitude from her sister. Instead, she felt deep resentment.  Song Ziwen felt like he was letting his worries go unnoticed, but looking at the situation today, it seemed a little difficult. He was going to bypass the eldest sister and go to the cab: "Sister, eldest sister, we are all members of the family, let's go home and talk!"  When Song Ziwen spoke, he acted like the head of the Song family. Unfortunately, the scene made him a little embarrassed and no one listened to him.  "Do you want to go home and let your mother see the joke?" Miss Song San also risked her life. The moment she realized that she couldn't even control her own life, her heart seemed to have died. She couldn't talk about her resentment towards her eldest sister.  But she must not let something like yesterday happen to her again.  She has to make the decision for herself, and no one should expect to make decisions for her life.  Even if she is wrong, she will be wrong in a big way.  Miss Song San threw the things in her hands to the ground, with tears in her eyes, but she stubbornly held her head and looked at the eldest sister whom she had admired since she was a child. However, when she grew up and became independent, she discovered that her eldest sister  Being strong will put you under unbearable pressure, and now that the fight has already ended, Miss Song San is no longer afraid, and starts her accusation in a hoarse voice: "Eldest sister, you have taken care of me and my second sister since we were young, then  At that time, I felt that I had nothing to fear with you. But now I am not a child. You have your own life, and I have my own life. I don¡¯t want your thoughts to influence my life. This is not fair.  The anger on Miss Song's face gradually subsided, and an expression of surprise appeared instead. She never considered whether her sister had grown up and whether she needed to discuss her decision with her sister.  Because in her opinion, she is well-informed and always considers more issues and is more thoughtful than her sister, but she ignores the feeling of being a younger sister.  Because for Miss Song San, she can only accept it.  The children of the Song family are basically all highly educated. Even the three sisters, if the third Miss Song had not been too young and did not know how to take care of her own life, she would not have followed the second sister back to China after she finished her studies.  In terms of understanding, the three sisters are all a little bit better than ordinary people. I am afraid she has begun to understand why the younger sister's reaction is so big?  The anger in her heart may no longer be as hot as burning, but unfortunately, her heart is still bleeding The private money she finally saved is gone.  She couldn't help but want to question her little sister: Since you want revenge, can't you choose someone who spends less money?  "It's a pity that Miss Song San doesn't know her sister's inner thoughts. Of course, even if she knew, she would not take it seriously. If she spends less money, she won't feel sad.  "No one in your family has interfered in your life, not even your father. You didn't even tell your family about your marriage. You did it alone in Tokyo. Wait until your brother-in-law and youOnly after arriving in Shanghai did my family know about it.  You can choose the life you want arbitrarily, but you can't deprive me of my freedom of life.  Have you ever thought about the difference between being alive and being a walking dead when the life you want is denied or doubted?  I don¡¯t want what happened yesterday to happen again at home. I am no longer the little girl who couldn¡¯t even take care of my own life. I need freedom and free space, do you understand?  " After saying that, Miss Song turned around and left without looking back, stopped a rickshaw on the street, and disappeared from the eyes of her siblings. Miss Song was surprised by her sister's reaction. Maybe she had admitted that she  What she did was wrong, but her sister was gone. Even if she wanted to say soft words or apologize, she had no chance. Thinking of her own little treasury she had started saving it before she got married.  Can you not feel heartache when your child is empty? Bang Miss Song once again vented her anger. Although she doesn't like to wear priceless jewelry when going out (mainly because she doesn't have it at home), the gold ring that represents her wedding is still  It will be used as one of the jewelry for daily wear. Although the Lanchester car is the pride of modern British industry and displays the most exquisite manufacturing technology in the UK, the British paint technology has obviously not reached a level as strong as steel.  There was a scratch on the hood of the car, and Song Ziwen's heart almost pounded. The sisters had just had a falling out, and he, a brother, was still looking for a chance to make peace.  We shouldn¡¯t have become enemies! But the eldest sister slapped the hood irrationally and left such an embarrassing scratch on the car¡¯s engine. You must know that this car is the little sister¡¯s heart and cannot be touched. ¡°  Sister!  "Song Ziwen's eyelids were trembling and he reminded carefully. "What's wrong?  "Miss Song still held on. Not long after her sister left, she realized that her palms were burning and her right hand felt like it was burned by charcoal fire. The look she looked at Song Ziwen was a little impatient, but not sharp. She might  She thought her brother was concerned about her body. But she didn't expect her expression to change as soon as Song Ziwen spoke. Song Ziwen wiped the scratches on the car with his sleeve. The scratches on the hood of the car looked like they couldn't be wiped off.  It looked like a big gaping mouth, mocking the worries in his heart. Song Ziwen's forehead was sweating anxiously, but in Miss Song's eyes, he was like a porcelain clerk in an antique shop who caught a fat sheep.  Not letting go: "Sister, this car is very expensive.  " Little bastard? You don't understand the sadness of being a sister at all. Cars are expensive? Is there anything more important than people? Didn't you see that your sister's palms are swollen? Miss Song gritted her teeth and said with a gloomy sneer on her face: "Yes  How expensive?  " "It's more than a thousand" "Kong Xiangxi is a third-rate banker, a second-rate businessman, and a first-rate speculative politician, so before he has gained enough backing and confidence in the political arena, the Kong family's property is not considered a high-end one.  Rich people. But there are also cars. A few years ago, the Kong family bought a Ford car in Shanxi. Although it cost less than a thousand yuan, fortunately, the Ford Model T was not prepared for the rich at all.  It is a luxury vehicle that combines multiple functions, is durable, and can be used on farms and on farms with inconvenient roads. Of course, it is best suited for use in cities.  ¡­ It is very suitable for driving on the rugged roads in Shanxi and rarely breaks down. This is a multi-purpose vehicle. Its status in the United States is equivalent to the agricultural tricycle that is popular among farmers in later generations. The only thing it lacks is comfort.  Mrs. Song felt that her younger sister¡¯s car was better than hers, and it was reasonable to think it was a few hundred dollars more expensive. However, she was very dissatisfied with her brother¡¯s reaction: ¡°I am.  How much did you think it was?  Look at the things she threw on the ground. Not counting clothes, she spent more than fifteen hundred dollars, my personal money Look, she doesn't even care about these valuable things, she would care about a car.  Scratches?  Is it possible that this is the only car in Shanghai?  " Song Ziwen said heartily: It's really possible. Miss Song walked around the car, looked at a line of English on the back of the car, and muttered: "I've never heard of Lanchester cars!  "She doesn't understand cars, and there are so many car companies in this era. Even in the United States, there are companies that can only produce a dozen cars a year. There are also Ford cars that can produce nearly a million cars a year.  Even many well-known automobile manufacturers in later generations were still workshops. Lanchester was really such a workshop company, but it was definitely a factory in the history of the automobile industry.  ?Because the threshold is too high, the company's sales performance has been very difficult.  Moreover, it is one of the few top-notch technology car companies that was forced to close down because it thought the products it produced were too high-end.  Looking at the dismissive Miss Song, Song Ziwen couldn't help but remind him: "It's pounds!" He felt a little unreasonable when he said it.  Of course, he is also one of those who dares to be angry but dare not speak out about his eldest sister's actions. Unlike his younger sister's rebelliousness, he is the kind of person who never makes big mistakes.  He belongs to the Lord who gave him the courage to dare not sin.  "More than a thousand pounds, not more than a thousand pounds!" Miss Song's shouts became louder and louder, and in the end they could only be described as sharp.  From the low tone at the beginning, to the high tone in the middle, to the harsh tone at the end it clearly reveals Miss Song's inner feelings at this moment.  More than a thousand pounds, that's more than ten thousand pounds. The price of land in the Shanghai Bund Public Concession has been rising in recent years, but the land price around Seymour Road is only about 6,000 per acre, which is the same as Song Dynasty ten years ago.  When my family settled here, the price of land, which was around 3,000 silver dollars per acre, had tripled.  If the house construction does not need to be too luxurious, more than 10,000 yuan would be equivalent to a garden house on Seymour Road.  Who would trade the money of a garden house for a car?  Unless it¡¯s a prodigal son who doesn¡¯t take money seriously or a money-worshiping girl who is kept by a rich man!  The more Miss Song thought about it, the more worried she became, and the more she thought about it, the more scared she became.  There was even a thought that her sister was beyond redemption.  Because Song Ziwen stood relatively close to Miss Song, the other party's expression was clearly visible. When he saw the eldest sister, the pupils in his eyes shrank, and then expanded a little.  Of course, this does not mean that Miss Song is terminally ill and has reached the point of returning to her former glory, but she is really surprised.  Then, she exclaimed: "Where did she get the money?" "I bought it with a loan, so I feel even more distressed." Song Ziwen added.  At this time, even Miss Song had a headache. She could not imagine that her sister had already lived such a life.  The strange thing is, who gave her the confidence to spend money so lavishly?  Couldn't it be Wang Xueqian?  Among the relatives and friends the Song family knew, Wang Xueqian was the most generous.  But why did Wang Xueqian give his little sister so much money?  It can¡¯t be "Little sister followed Zigao" Thinking of this thought, even Miss Song's voice began to tremble.  If the little girl was really that confused, why would she bother with it?  The Song family can no longer control this child.  Song Ziwen waved his hand and said: "Sister, don't think too much. Zigao has no idea that the younger sister is working with his wife now. No, Mrs. Chen asked the younger sister to come forward for many things because it was inconvenient for her to come forward. She can do it in the foundation  I get a good salary. In addition, I guess it¡¯s because of the relationship between our two families.¡± ¡°Who is Zigao¡¯s wife?¡± ¡°She¡¯s the eldest lady of Shanghai Commercial Bank.¡±  Money should not be the master of money. "Although Miss Song felt relieved, there was a sour taste in her words.  Then under Song Ziwen's astonished expression, she opened her purse, rummaged around, found a bottle of nail polish, and compared it with the color of the car hood. Miss Song took a deep breath and gently touched the scratches.  Apply it.  After he was finally done, he threatened Song Ziwen: "Don't tell her!" On the way back, Song Ziwen thought angrily, why didn't he pretend to be dead and avoid this disaster?  The next day, Miss Song went to Miss Song San's villa as if nothing happened. What surprised Song Ziwen was that when the sisters went out together in the evening the next day, they were so intimate that they seemed to have never had a quarrel.  Even Song Ziwen almost doubted whether his memory was wrong.  He shook his head vigorously, trying to wake himself up, but the result was that his head was dizzy and he was even more confused.  There was no big move like lifting the roof, which made him feel like everything was fake.  Of course, Song Ziwen is not wrong at all. The scenes of the Song sisters loving each other are probably a bit fake.  One invitation can go to two people. Since Miss Song San temporarily acted as the secretary and dance partner of the banquet host Wang Xueqian, Song Ziwen and Miss Song were also lucky enough to attend such an important banquet.  Although it is just a political banquet before negotiations, and the status of the people who come may not be too high, it is still much more high-end than the ball held in Guangzhou City.  Although Miss Song worked as a secretary for Mr. Sun Da in her early years, in fact, her involvement in the political arena was limited to a very small circle.  In addition, the "Kuomintang" is in a semi-underground situation and has not even held any major banquets. It was even more miserable when it was in Japan. A bowl of udon noodles was passed away on the street, so that over the years,  Miss Song even felt that she had also passed?On the list, the life of a female secretary shouldn¡¯t be like this!  ??Shanghai Western Suburbs, Banking Association.  There are many more sentries than usual, and there are many plainclothes hiding among the people passing by, checking whether everyone present matches the photo.  After Miss Song and Song Ziwen got out of the car together, they looked at the huge fountain emitting an unusually soft light under the light. Through this layer of fog-like light, they could see the Bank Guild Building standing in front of them.  It is like a European-style royal resort palace, with extraordinary magnificence.  Suddenly, Song Ziwen felt as if his arm was being strangled. Miss Song looked at the pair of guests walking past them and exclaimed in a low voice: "That's Gu Weijun Oh, I cut out his picture from the magazine."  Photo" Song Ziwen took a look at Gu Weijun's back. The female companion beside him was also shining. Of course, in today's terms, she was a fashionable wife. In comparison, Miss Song's dress seemed a bit rustic.  Because she is fat and she is a mother who has given birth to three children, she wears the cheongsam of her teenage years and feels like an old neighbor's aunt.  But at the door of the banquet hall, Song Ziwen also knew why Miss Song couldn't forget Gu Weijun. Among the politicians of the Republic of China, there were only a few people who grew up like Gu Weijun. Song Ziwen murmured in his heart: "Isn't he just a little more handsome than me?"  Of course, there is one thing that he can't compare to. Gu Weijun's appearance in the pictorial more than ten years ago has not changed at all more than ten years later.  It's as tender as a freshly picked radish, and you can squeeze out the water.  But looking at the eldest sister's eyes with shining eyes, Song Ziwen felt bad all over. A voice in his heart almost shouted: "Eldest sister, we are here to see the world, not to see men! Be reserved! Be more reserved!" (Unfinished)  Continued)
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