Chapter 36

Chapter 37: Revelation

Song Shijie shouted to Song Qingguan, "Trust your second uncle!"

Qiao Fatso also stepped forward, pointing at the Vacheron Constantin on Song Shijie's wrist, "Second Uncle, this limited edition watch started selling two days ago and was sold out in less than two hours. If you came to Huahai today, where did you get this watch? Could it be a gift from a friend?"

Qiao Yuncai's face showed a cunning smile, "You just finished, and today you were so busy you didn't even have time to drink water. How could you have the time to meet guests and play with watches?"

Fatso!

Song Shijie stared at Qiao Yuncai, feeling that this country bumpkin had become a stranger and terrifying.

"Second Uncle!"

Even if Song Qingguan was ignorant, he could sense something from Song Shijie's reaction, especially with the property abandonment statement in hand. One situation might not reveal much, but together they clearly indicated that Song Shijie had been bought off.

So Song Qingguan shouted, "Why?"

He couldn't contain his disappointment and pain, rushing to Song Shijie and grabbing his tie, "Why are you teaming up with that woman to harm me? All the relatives can be bought by her, but why did you also compromise? Didn't you say you would help me with your life?"

"Qingguan, don't be childish!"

Since the situation had escalated and was beyond repair, Song Shijie no longer pretended to be a good person, "Sister Zhang's power is not something a few of you can resist. Even I, Song Shijie, can't match her. I weighed the pros and cons and decided to accept her demands, staying in the Song Group as a legal advisor to serve you."

With Zhao Heng and Qiao Yuncai not surprised, Song Shijie straightened his collar, "No more nonsense. People die for wealth! Sister Zhang left a message for you. If you sign the contract, she'll give you five million to live on. If you stubbornly refuse, you'll end up dead on the street."

Song Qingguan shouted, "Are you still my second uncle? Get out! Get out!"

Qiao Yuncai quickly added, "Let's beat him up first!"

The fatso never missed an opportunity to take advantage, and it would be a waste to let it go.

Song Shijie glared at Qiao Yuncai, hating him the most right now.

Song Qingguan shook his head lightly, fearing to dirty his hands and not wanting to get his two good friends into trouble.

Song Shijie combed his hair with both hands, sneering at the three, "How childish!" He didn't say more, as if Song Qingguan not signing the agreement was purely self-inflicted. He then picked up his briefcase and walked straight to the door. Qiao Fatso suddenly remembered something and shouted, "Don't think you can run away. Settle the bill first."

He rolled to the door, blocking the exit.

Song Shijie took out a stack of money and threw it on the table with a grimace, "You two ruined my plans. We'll see about this..."

After Song Shijie angrily slammed the door and left, Qiao Yuncai glanced at the money, not touching it as usual, and followed Zhao Heng to Song Qingguan's side, "Sir, don't be angry! You may have lost a respectable second uncle, but you've seen through a despicable and base one."

Zhao Heng also comforted him softly, "Fatso is right. There's no need to be angry over such a person."

"Brother Heng, Fatso, thank you."

Song Qingguan gritted his teeth, holding back his sorrow and grief, "If it weren't for you two reviewing those contracts, I would have been deceived into signing! That would have made Zhang Ningyan's life easier." Song Qingguan couldn't believe that his closest uncle would stab him in the back, but the support from his two new roommates warmed his heart.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine!"

Song Qingguan clenched his fists, "I'll live well and make them angry!"

In his gritted teeth, Zhao Heng sensed a hint of coldness: This would surely make Song Qingguan grow!

After seeing that Song Qingguan was fine, Qiao Fatso turned to Zhao Heng, who was deep in thought, "Brother Heng, I'm curious. We've been following you almost every day, eating and sleeping together. How did you know that old bastard met Zhang Ningyan and was in Room 703 at Huahai Hotel?"

Zhao Heng seemed to have anticipated Qiao Fatso's question and replied with a faint smile, "I just guessed that he met Zhang Ningyan. As for Room 703, I saw the room card sticking out of his briefcase, so I just bluffed. I didn't expect to hit the mark, but it seems fate was on my side."

Song Qingguan couldn't help but laugh bitterly, "Brother, you're amazing."

Qiao Fatso nodded, finding the explanation reasonable but sensing something more. However, he didn't delve deeper, instead patting Song Qingguan's shoulder and grinning, "Don't be upset. Song Shijie will get his comeuppance eventually! Don't be sad, I'll take you shopping tomorrow."

Song Qingguan glanced at him, "I'm not in the mood, I don't want to go."

Zhao Heng also chimed in, concerned about their safety, "Don't wander around aimlessly. I'm worried Zhang Ningyan will make a move. Attacking the Song Group's network is no longer meaningful, and Song Shijie already knows it was us. If we attack the Song Group system again, the Qing Gang will likely come after us."

"So until we have a plan to deal with Zhang Ningyan, everyone should be cautious."

Zhao Heng took a deep breath, "Especially Qingguan!"

Qiao Fatso pouted, "Alright, I'll go alone, in disguise."

Zhao Heng couldn't do anything about it, smiled bitterly, and led the two away.

Outside, the three took a deep breath, looking up at the night sky. Fame and fortune were fleeting, but Huahai remained vibrant and materialistic. Huada University shone brightly and seductively every day, waiting for the Penguin Tower to rise and break its loneliness.

The construction site around the Penguin Tower echoed with the sound of pile drivers day after day, like the strong heartbeat of Huahai. But after a while, Zhao Heng felt a sense of desolation and tragedy: family, love, and friendship had been destroyed by modern society.

But he would strive to uphold his principles.

The next morning, Zhao Heng, with no classes, went to the library and met someone he needed to see. Next to the computer, he saw Jiang Changlong, who exuded a scholarly and refined aura. Zhao Heng smiled faintly, "Thanks for the information last night. It helped Song Qingguan avoid a disaster. I'll treat you to a meal when I have the chance."

"But if you're free, could you still keep an eye on them for me? I'll pay for your part-time job."

"Money talks?"

Jiang Changlong leaned against the wall with a copy of "Comprehensive Mirror to Aid in Government," smiling, "We're friends, right? Friends help each other without talking about money. That would be too vulgar! I have nothing to do these days, so I can continue to keep an eye on them. As for the information last night, it was just a small favor."

"I went to Huahai Hotel to call my sister and happened to see Zhang Ningyan."

Jiang Changlong hugged his book tighter, looking more relaxed, "So I took a photo for you. You don't need to be overly grateful, but if you really want to thank me, I won't refuse. I'll take you and your wife to the Jiang family restaurant for some porridge. My father's porridge-making skills are ten times better than mine, and that girl will definitely like it."

"You can tease me."

Zhao Heng's fingers moved on the computer, searching for "Dong Fang Xiong," "I won't hit you since I consider you a friend, and I need your help to protect Song Qingguan and Qiao Fatso. But if you tease Du Ziyang, the Du family will break your legs. You know the Du family is powerful."

"Don't worry, the Du family isn't a gang, and Du Tianxiong isn't that angry."

Jiang Changlong took out a cigarette but put it away, realizing it was a library, "The Du family follows the path of the red-topped merchant and won't resort to low tactics. Besides, isn't Du Ziyang yours? Is she your girlfriend? Why are you denying it now? She's a good girl."

"Look at how she helped me wash the dishes after dinner. You can't miss this."

He then added kindly, "Enough of this. You ruined the Qing Gang's plans last night. Both Zhang Ningyan and Zhang Xiaolin hate you to the core. Although the Qing Gang fears Principal Ye and Dong Fang Xiong and won't dare to cause trouble in the school, you should still be cautious."

"Don't worry, I'll be careful!"

Zhao Heng remembered something, "By the way, what do you think of Zhang Xiaolin?"

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