Song Biao has come to Ai Xiaobai's home more than once to do some unacceptable persuasion work.

"Go knock on the door!" Song Biao stood at the door, sneered impatiently, suddenly waved his hand, signaling the two followers standing behind him to come over, and ordered coldly: "You two, knock on me quickly!"

"Okay Brother Biao!"

"yes!"

The two followers walked up quickly and raised their hands to knock on the door.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The two followers knocked on the door, and were very rude. Song Biao stood at the door, supporting the door with one hand and holding a cigarette with the other. He smoked cigarettes in a constant state, spitting out cigarettes from time to time, shaking his head, and was extremely leisurely and proud.

"Sooner or later there will be such a good opportunity, but there are not many such good opportunities!"

He said with a smile, not knowing whether he was talking to himself or intentionally letting some people hear it.

Ai Xiaobai's parents were impatient and had to open the door.

"It's you?" Ai Xiaobai's father's face darkened, he turned his head and sighed, really not wanting to look at the face in front of him.

"Biaozi, everyone is a neighbor. Although the world has changed now, you cannot forget what happened before." Ai Xiaobai's mother was quite interested in Song Biao because it is very rare for people who can help their family now.

It can be said that there is no one else who can help the old neighbors except Song Biao.

Song Biao stood at the door and saw that the door was open. He walked in without saying hello, sat on the simple sand in the living room, his strong body almost completely crushed the sand, but he ignored it, holding a cigarette in his mouth and said casually: "I waited for a long time before opening the door. What does it mean? Don't you welcome me? Forget it, I'll tell you the truth. In the last three days, after these three days, the bulldozer will be turned on, and the whole building will be flattened."

Ai Xiaobai's father showed a bitter expression on his face, and inadvertently, a hint of hatred appeared in the corner of his eyes.

Ai Hua, who was son, said in his father's ear very softly: "Dad, some time ago, you made a fuss because you went to the business to open a business, but now it has become like this. Our family has been destroyed. Not only did we not get a compensation, but we were driven out by Song Biao and his group."

Ai Xiaobai's father fell into deep thought, closed his eyes slightly, not knowing whether he was resting or staying alone.

But everyone knows that he is in a bad mood now.

The huge family business, a house worth hundreds of square meters, is said to be gone, all because of the unscrupulous business!

Only Ai Xiaobai's mother showed a look of prayer on her face. She looked at Song Biao and begged: "Biaozi, you and Xiaobai grew up together. For our sake, you can let our family go, okay?"

"Auntie is joking, why would I make things difficult for you?" Song Biao said with a smile, but from the corner of his eyes, he was always staring at Ai Ai Xiaobai standing behind his uncle!

"Xiaobai's growing is getting more beautiful, and her skin is really good. What about you, aunt? How beautiful and energetic her eyes are. This must be with uncle! What I said is right?" Song Biao did not express his opinion directly to Ai Xiaobai's parents, but said this.

Suddenly, Ai Hua, the brother standing beside Ai Xiaobai, couldn't help but look furious, suppressed his anger, and whispered: "Tell me the serious business, Brother Biao!"

Ai Hua is three years older than Song Biao, but now, residents of the entire dilapidated residential building, that is, residents who have been demolished in the old neighborhood, almost always call him Brother Biao after seeing Song Biao.

Song Biao smiled proudly and said unscrupulously: "What are you talking about? Oh, Brother Aihua, aren't you just working in Wansheng Plaza? How much does a month cost? Two thousand and three thousand? The boss of Wansheng Plaza, that is, Boss Hu, I often eat and drink with him!"

Aihuan felt disgusted. He was indeed working in the marketing department of Wansheng Plaza, and he was just the grassroots employee with the smallest salary. However, he was still very clear that there were three bosses who started projects in "Bright Jiangshan", one of which was the big boss of Wansheng Plaza, who was from the Hu family.

As for the other two partners, Ai Hua is not aware of it.

"You can have a meal and drink with the real estate boss, hehe, Brother Biao, aren't you joking?" Ai Huaxin asked quickly.

Suddenly, Song Biao's face changed slightly, and a cold curve appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said angrily: "What are you talking about?"

If he hadn't Ai Xiaobai's brother, Song Biao would have been going to hit someone long ago.

"I'll just say it." Ai Hua was startled by his cold eyes and was still frightened.

Song Biao snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "You guys will reply and make a decision to marry Xiaobai to me. Everything is easy to say. Otherwise, I don't have to help you Ai's family. Don't be able to get a penny of demolition fees by then, so you can just wait to leave the streets!"
Chapter completed!