Joe looked dry and said coldly, "who said I forgive you? I'm just afraid you'll die outside and dirty my floor tiles!"

"Dad, you can't say that about brother song..." Qiao Tianyu protested.

Song Xian smiled faintly: "don't worry, uncle. I'm not so weak. I'm in good health."

Qiao wangqian snorted coldly again: "in that case, let me see how good your body is!"

He made a gesture and asked Song Xian to sit down.

Song Xian sat opposite him, and Qiao Tianyu quickly sat next to him.

Chen Xin took two small wine glasses and put them in front of the two big men. She said to Song Xian, "where's your uncle Joe? I like to drink some wine when I eat. It's just right today. You can drink with your uncle Joe."

Song Xian nodded hurriedly, "thank you, aunt!"

Qiao Tianyu gave song Xianjia a dish and said, "my father can't measure it. Just wait until you order."

Qiao wangqian knocked Qiao Tianyu's head with chopsticks: "dare you say your father can't?"

Qiao Tianyu covered his head and said, "Dad, I didn't say you can't, I mean you can't drink. How much do you want, don't you count in your heart?"

Joe looked dry and snorted coldly, "I'm just not greedy. I'll show you today whether I can drink. I'll do it first!"

As he spoke, he raised his small glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Chen Xin hurriedly said, "Hey, old Joe, what are you doing? What can you do? You think you're still a young man? You have stomach disease, you don't know?"

Qiao wangqian waved his hand and didn't let Chen Xin go on. Instead, he straightened his eyes, stared at Song Xian and said, "you must do it!"

Song Xian nodded, "yes, uncle!"

He said, picked up his glass, took a sip, paused for a while, and then drank it again.

He is saving face for Joe wangqian.

He respectfully said, "uncle, this wine is very good. I'm lucky to drink it!"

Joe wangqian looked at his little movements and heard his compliments. He was much happier and talked more.

He couldn't help talking about his great achievements when he was young.

Song Xian listened carefully, nodded constantly, and occasionally echoed.

Qiao wangqian, as the heir of the Qiao family, naturally has great courage. Therefore, he did experience a lot of wind and rain along the way.

Song Xian still admires his future father-in-law.

The two said while drinking. Unconsciously, Qiao wangqian was a little drunk after a few glasses of wine. His face was red and his eyes were red.

He pointed to Song Xian, "tell me, what have you done over the years?"

Song Xian hurriedly said modestly, "I really don't have my uncle's great achievements."

Joe wangqian snorted and knocked on the table with his fingers: "how many of you young people can eat the hardships of our generation? You not only have no courage, but also have poor vision. How much money can you earn by opening a real estate agency?

You said, "why did you choose such a way?"

Song Xian was also a little drunk, and his blood gas rose a little.

In front of Qiao wangqian for the first time, he said forcefully, "Uncle Qiao, don't look down on the real estate agent. You don't know how many great things I have done with that industry..."

He also tapped his finger on the table and said, "my parents are just ordinary workers, but they sent me to noble school. They spent almost all their savings for me!

When I went to college, my mother was ill and my grandmother was ill, so I had to have surgery, but there was no money at home!

As soon as I was admitted to college, I wanted to drop out of school to make money, but my parents wouldn't let me.

So I thought, how can I make money?

I went to work as a real estate agent. As long as I sell a house, I can get a commission... "

Song Xian recalled his sad history of making a fortune.