Chapter 35

Chapter 36: Turning Face

"Was it you who attacked the Song family network?"

Song Shijie stared at the two of them, his voice suddenly carrying a hint of coldness. // //

Zhao Heng and Qiao Yuncai exchanged a glance but did not answer the question.

Song Qingguan quickly recounted all the events. Song Shijie extended his somewhat thin hand to the two, his face breaking into a warm and friendly smile as he said to Zhao Heng and Qiao Yuncai, "Thank you, both of you! Thank you for helping Qingguan. I am Song Shijie, we will be friends from now on."

Zhao Heng and Qiao Yuncai shook hands with Song Shijie one after another, exchanging polite pleasantries. Despite Song Shijie's enthusiasm, Zhao Heng always felt that he was not entirely sincere, sensing that the initial hesitation in his smile was not just surprise at their appearance but also a hint of unwelcome.

"Uncle, get something to eat," Qiao Yuncai said rudely, "I've been hungry for a long time!"

Song Shijie was slightly taken aback, then burst into laughter, "Alright, waiter, take the order."

Zhao Heng clearly noticed that when Song Shijie saw Qiao Yuncai's gluttonous appearance, the indescribable worry on his face instantly disappeared. He then cheerfully ordered over a dozen dishes. Qiao Yuncai did not hold back at all, asking for two top-grade steaks when Song Shijie asked for his opinion, acting like a starving ghost.

As the four of them sat down, the dishes were served in a steady stream.

Qiao Yuncai widened his eyes, ready to start eating, while Song Qingguan and Song Shijie had a low conversation about the Song family. Zhao Heng felt his phone vibrate and took it out to check during a break in the serving. The message was from Jiang Changlong. Zhao Heng's lips twitched as he read it, but he quickly deleted the message and calmed down.

A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth: tonight might be very interesting.

Over a dozen dishes were served, including a plate of mushroom soup. The food made the atmosphere even more harmonious and friendly. Everyone chatted and laughed, and Qiao Yuncai looked at Song Shijie with admiration, like a devout follower listening to his stories from abroad, occasionally praising Song Shijie as a man of great talent.

He even praised the limited edition Vacheron Constantin watch on Song Shijie's wrist for a long time.

Finally, Qiao Yuncai said, "Uncle, when did you come back? If I had known, I would have asked you to bring some foreign goods."

A look of disdain flashed across Song Shijie's eyes, but he quickly regained his polite demeanor, "I landed this morning. As soon as I arrived in Huahai, I arranged for people to gather evidence and smooth things over. I also visited several Song family elders. Apart from calling Qingguan to meet tonight, I haven't even had much to drink."

Qiao Yuncai gave a thumbs up and praised Song Qingguan, "Uncle, you are a good man."

In Song Shijie's eyes, Qiao Yuncai was just a naive kid who had never seen the world. Zhao Heng's composure and calmness, however, made him slightly more restrained. They chatted and ate for about half an hour, and then Song Shijie placed his hand on the glass coffee table, steering the conversation to the key point of the Song family matter:

"Qingguan, I've already given you a general idea of the situation."

Song Shijie took out a briefcase, pulled out a stack of agreements, and uncapped an expensive Parker pen, "I have a way to help you reclaim your rightful property and shares within two weeks. We can definitely outmaneuver Zhang Ningyan in court, but there are many procedures to go through for efficiency and your safety."

"If you trust Uncle, sign these three agreements and let Uncle handle everything for you!"

Song Shijie added jokingly, "Don't worry, after we win the case, Uncle won't take a single cent. As long as you get what you deserve." He handed the pen to Song Qingguan with a bright smile, and asked Qiao Yuncai to move the food to one side, clearing half the table for Song Qingguan to sign.

"Uncle, what are you saying? How could I not trust you?"

Song Qingguan wiped his mouth with a napkin and took the pen, "Where do I sign?"

Song Shijie pointed to the blank space on the document, and Song Qingguan was about to sign without reading the content when Zhao Heng suddenly laughed and said, "Qingguan, wait a moment. Let Qiao Yuncai check the agreements. It's not that we don't trust Uncle, but we are worried that the Qing Gang might have tampered with them. What if these documents are switched?"

Song Shijie was taken aback, his face darkening, "Zhao, what do you mean?"

Song Qingguan also frowned, holding the pen, "Heng, this is my Uncle."

"Uncle is also a person, and Uncle can be bought."

Qiao Yuncai suddenly seemed like a white-eyed wolf, showing a cunning smile at Zhao Heng's hint. Without waiting for Song Qingguan's hesitant reaction, he grabbed the stack of important documents. When Song Shijie was about to scold him, Zhao Heng broke an iron spoon and threw it in front of Song Shijie, making him shut up.

At this moment, Song Qingguan looked at his Uncle with great embarrassment. He could not believe that Song Shijie had been bought, but he also knew that Zhao Heng and Qiao Yuncai were doing this for his good. Just as he was about to say something to Song Shijie, he saw a look of shock on his Uncle's face, and then he looked at Qiao Yuncai.

He was also shocked!

Because the current Qiao Yuncai was completely different from his usual carefree self. His face showed a fervent dedication, and he quickly scanned the documents with a serious and skilled manner. Anyone who saw Qiao Yuncai at this moment would be surprised by his sharp and intelligent aura.

Professional!

This was the word that came to Song Qingguan's mind. Before his surprise had faded, Qiao Yuncai had already finished reviewing the documents and threw five of them at Song Shijie, not giving him any chance to back down, "Uncle, you're a damn liar, even scheming against your own nephew? Are you even human?"

Song Shijie held the documents and pushed up his glasses, speaking in a stern voice, "I don't know what you're talking about!"

"What? Want me to expose it?"

As Song Qingguan was about to stop the argument, Qiao Yuncai had already burped three times and then said in rapid succession, "These documents not only give you full authority to manage Song Qingguan's company but also all his property and shares. The fourth and fifth documents together form a transfer agreement."

"You just split them up. There's also a declaration of property abandonment."

Qiao Yuncai rubbed his full stomach, "You calculated that Song Qingguan is not professional enough to read the documents, so you played this trick. With these documents, you can either take all of Song Qingguan's 2 billion or hand them over to Zhang Ningyan for a large reward. Either way, you win big."

He coldly snorted, pointing at Song Shijie without any courtesy, "And Qingguan will become a pauper, abandoning all his property! Song Shijie, if you were someone like Zhang Ningyan, I could understand, but you are Qingguan's most respected Uncle. How could you scheme against your own nephew?"

"Nonsense!"

Song Shijie's face lost its warmth, and he sternly said to the embarrassed Song Qingguan, "Qingguan, these two are not your friends, they are your bad influences! I am your Uncle. Don't you trust your Uncle? I am handling this case for you to better negotiate with Zhang Ningyan and save time."

Song Qingguan was about to speak when Qiao Yuncai pulled out a piece of paper, "Why make him sign a declaration of property abandonment? This has nothing to do with the case. Are you afraid that without this declaration, Qingguan could sue the court again and accuse you of forcing him to sign the documents? Don't think I don't know your intentions!"

Song Shijie's face turned as dark as a storm cloud, "Nonsense!"

"Qingguan, I am your Uncle, don't believe these outsiders!"

He tried to grab the declaration Qiao Yuncai had pulled out, but Zhao Heng blocked him. Qiao Yuncai also handed the declaration to Song Qingguan to review. After a quick glance, Song Qingguan's face changed, but he still looked at Song Shijie with doubt, "Uncle, tell me, this isn't true!"

"Of course it's not true!"

Song Shijie exhaled a long breath, "I am your Uncle, how could I harm you? Uncle."

"Uncle?"

After a long silence, Zhao Heng finally sneered, "Didn't you just come back this morning? Then how were you at the Huahai Hotel room 703 last night? You had someone with you, not a friend. Zhang Ningyan was in that room last night, entering at 2 AM and leaving at 6 AM."

"Want to deny it? I believe the Huahai Hotel has surveillance footage."

Song Shijie's face darkened like a storm cloud, and he shouted, "Son, did you follow me?"

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