666: Chapter 655 666: Chapter 655 “Since you, Brother Song Yun, want to provide convenience for me, I won’t say much more.
You should come to Pudong for a visit sometime.
Though Sunan is not a small place, compared to Pudong, its limitations are quite significant.
Young people like you should venture out.
According to the older generation, it’s called ‘breaking out of Shen Zhou and stepping into the world!'” Brother White Tiger said with a laugh, visibly very happy.
Indeed, Brother White Tiger had reasons to be happy.
On one hand, with Song Yun’s promise, Brother White Tiger’s future shipments from Sunan would benefit greatly from Song Yun’s facilitations.
Though Song Yun said he wouldn’t help him, Brother White Tiger felt that it was normal for territories to charge a little something.
If you were unlucky and encountered someone greedy, they might hold back some of your goods or even take a share.
Naturally, your profits would decrease.
But Song Yun didn’t ask for any benefits, and even went so far as to open doors wide, allowing the Shura Alliance not to interfere with Brother White Tiger’s men shipping goods from Sunan—this was a huge advantage for Brother White Tiger, and it was something that naturally made him quite happy.
“Pudong is definitely worth a visit,” said Song Yun as he touched his nose.
“I’ve heard that Pudong has the most authentic and flavorful women.
I must give it a try when I have the chance.”
“Ah?” Brother White Tiger was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter.
“You, oh you!
You’re just like Ergou back in the day.
But then your dad met your mom, and he stopped messing around in those places.
Now you’re all good, no one’s supervising you.
As long as you want to play, just come to Pudong.
I can introduce you to the most authentic local women from Pudong—their shy demeanor is beyond your imagination.
Also, Pudong is close to Shenzhen.
You can have the best ‘Yangzhou Skinny Horses’ right here in Pudong too.
In short, if you come to Pudong, I, your brother, will make sure you won’t regret the trip.”
“Deal,” Song Yun said, holding a bottle of liquor.
“Deal!” Brother White Tiger clinked his bottle against Song Yun’s and then emptied it in one gulp.
Just then, the door of the private room was opened from the outside.
Song Yun put the liquor bottle on the table, then turned his head with a full smile on his face, “Qingluan, what brings you here?”
“Just finished visiting Sister Que and had nothing else to do,” Qingluan said softly as she walked in.
“Your master uncle has already left, he went to Yanjing ahead of you.”
“Got it!” Song Yun stood up and walked over to Qingluan, saying politely, “Thanks for your hard work.”
“No worries.” Qingluan shook her head, sat down next to Song Yun on the sofa.
Whereas Brother White Tiger, who had maintained a grand demeanor, momentarily paused when he saw Qingluan and then smiled, “So, this is one of the Song Family’s prospective daughters-in-law personally chosen by Mr.
Song?”
“Are you Brother White Tiger?” Qingluan wore a light smile.
“The name White Tiger is famous far and wide!”
“I really can’t accept such praise.
Compared to the Holy Daughter, this White Tiger is just a country bumpkin.
A Holy Daughter who ranks second on the Dragon List but actually holds the strength of the War God List—she’s truly like a Fairy from the heavens, something us ordinary folks can only look up to!” Brother White Tiger said with a laugh.
“Haha, all this talk about the Dragon List and War God List is just for people who are idle and playing around,” Qingluan remarked.
“Now, I am just a person of Kunlun and the Song Family, nothing more.”
“Indeed.
Having you in the Song Family means no trouble would dare come our way for at least fifty years!
Brother Song Yun, you’re really blessed!
In my life, women like the Holy Daughter are one in a million,” Brother White Tiger said earnestly.
“Who?” Song Yun asked curiously, these days, finding a beautiful woman is as easy as farting, but finding one with class is extremely difficult, and a temperament like Qingluan’s could only be found in novels, apart from a certain someone, there’s no one else who could depict such a woman.
“It’s your mother, Qingsi,” Brother White Tiger said with a hint of sentimentality.
“Back in Beijing, your mother was known as a Fairy.
Her temperament was remarkably similar to the Holy Daughter’s, perhaps even more outstanding!”
“My mom?” An image of the woman who used to chase him with a feather duster every time he caused trouble in his childhood flashed through Song Yun’s mind.
His mother was indeed quite beautiful, but her temperament and Qingluan’s were not at all comparable!
“Exactly!” Brother White Tiger asserted.
“Back then in Jingjin, and even in the northern regions, your mother was known as a Fairy.
Her temperament was widely acknowledged!
There was a saying back then, ‘In the west, there’s the Kunlun Saintess, in the north, the Beijing Fairy.’ Looking across Shen Zhou, your mother was among the very best.”
Song Yun, feeling somewhat embarrassed, scratched his head.
He had not expected his mother to be as remarkable as his father, who was also noted for his significant stature.
But here they were, greatly praising his mother—should he remain modest or perhaps more modest?
After Qingluan’s arrival, she didn’t say much, just listened to the conversation between Song Yun and Brother White Tiger.
From this alone, one could see the difference between Qingluan and Lin Yu’s status.
Lin Yu didn’t even have the right to listen in on Song Yun and Brother White Tiger’s conversation, whereas Qingluan could interject from time to time, and Brother White Tiger actually listened attentively!
About an hour later, Song Yun and Brother White Tiger reached some preliminary agreements about certain matters.
For example, if Song Yun encountered any unsolvable problems in the future, he could seek help from Brother White Tiger.
Then, both organizations would lovingly walk towards a brighter future together.
Anyway, Song Yun was no fool—this all sounded very nice, but the real deal would be realized when they actually started working together.
After finishing their talk, Brother White Tiger lost interest in staying any longer, stood up, and left the private room together with Song Yun and Qingluan.
Outside the room, Lin Yu watched Zhu Yeqing with a look of admiration.
Song Yun was somewhat surprised; this woman might have been brainwashed by Zhu Yeqing’s charms.
He wanted to ask Zhu Yeqing about it, but after she cast a coquettish glance at him, she followed Brother White Tiger out, hardly giving Song Yun a chance to speak.
“Song Yun, I’m heading back on my own.
You should take this sister home,” Lin Yu said as she saw Song Yun and Qingluan standing together, without feeling anything special.
After all, Song Yun wasn’t some stallion or a particularly handsome guy, so he couldn’t have the protagonist’s halo like in some silly novels where every beautiful woman would fall for him at first sight.
Watching Lin Yu leave like that, Song Yun felt a bit sentimental—the protagonist’s halo surely wasn’t strong enough.
“How about that, feeling reluctant?” Qingluan asked with a light laugh.
“Pfft, nothing to feel reluctant about.
I know very well who I am.
That kind of nonsense in silly novels, where you fall in love with everyone you meet, will never happen in my life.”