Tong Zhao's filming lasted nearly four months. Before going to meet Jiang Li, Shan Song received another invitation that surprised both of them.

"Didn't Geng Qiushi come to the company just a few days ago?" Tong Zhao, who was right next to Shan Song, hurriedly asked as soon as he hung up the phone, "Did something go wrong?"

Since Shan Song and Geng Keli had a frank conversation, Geng Qiushi, with Shan Song's help, took the lead in lifting the veil of brotherly affection in the Geng family. Currently, the two brothers are secretly vying fiercely for power. Shan Song said yesterday that the time was almost right and he planned to talk to Tai Yue to take the next step. At this time, Geng Qiushi's sudden invitation to meet with Shan Song doesn't seem like a good thing at all.

Shan Song walked around the desk to Tong Zhao's side and patted him on the shoulder reassuringly: "It's not an invitation to me, it's an invitation to us."

Why was Geng Qiushi looking for him for no reason? Tong Zhao muttered to himself, "He's just like Ah Li..."

"Yes, what a coincidence." Shan Song tapped the chair back lightly with one hand, echoing, "Why do they all want to see my wife?"

Tong Zhao's train of thought was instantly interrupted, and she looked up at him helplessly.

Dan Song leaned down, raised an eyebrow, and held up one finger: "Make a bet with your husband. If it's good news, you get one more chance."

Tong Zhao: "..."

At a time like this, he's still joking around. Does he think he can gamble on something bad happening?

Those who wish to avoid prophecy must speak cautiously.

Dan Song had long noticed that his wife seemed a little superstitious. He blinked at his wife's slightly disapproving expression, raised a second finger, and curled the corner of his mouth: "Okay, then we'll bet on good news. If it is, we'll double it."

Tong Zhao turned her chair around and ignored the childish Alpha.

Seeing this, Shan Song immediately straightened up: "I know my wife is worried, so I'm taking this seriously. Don't be angry."

Here we go again. Tong Zhao was pulled into Shan Song's large office chair. She glanced at him and couldn't help but count on her fingers, saying, "Qin Chong's baby is probably still 3 or 4 months away. We'd better not fight a protracted war with Geng Keli. The sooner the better for us. If there's a change in shareholding by then, won't it be even harder for Geng Qiushi to take over..."

Tong Zhao had only listened to Shan Song's explanations before, but he was still confused. Now that he had time to come to the company with Shan Song, he learned a lot about company management and gained a deeper understanding of the current situation, so his analysis was very logical.

Dan Song smiled as he watched his wife become increasingly professional, and said with satisfaction, "Yes, you're right. Zhao Zhao is indeed the smartest. She understands things immediately. It seems she'll be able to become Little President Tong soon."

"..." He can't even be serious for three seconds. Tong Zhao sighed. She never knew that this man's domineering CEO image could collapse to this extent. What should she do? Of course, she could only cooperate with her husband.

Tong Zhao said, "It's because Teacher Shan taught so well."

"Heh~" Shan Song chuckled softly. Tong Zhao felt his nose being pinched with a light touch, but he didn't say anything. He just rubbed it and kissed it, accompanied by a doting smile.

It seems like they've suddenly become serious again.

Dan Song lowered her head and pressed her forehead against his, a sense of security spreading through the warmth.

"I don't want to think about it anymore. We'll find out what they're up to tomorrow." Shan Song changed the subject and asked, "How about salt-baked shrimp for dinner? I saw you liked it last time."

"good."

...

Although Geng Qiushi arranged the meeting at the last minute, the meeting place was very discreet. The information was only sent to them the next morning before they set off. He even specifically stated that they did not need to dress too formally that day, but he remained tight-lipped about the reason.

Tong Zhao was somewhat puzzled. The last time he had done this kind of spy rendezvous was with Zhou Muyuan, and now Zhou Muyuan was already...

Dan Song seemed to be deep in thought, as if he had some guess, but he didn't say much. He simply treated it as a date for the two of them and started to coordinate their outfits.

Tong Zhao was still thinking about something, but when Shan Song stood in front of her in a casual t-shirt, sweatpants, and basketball shoes, her eyes lit up instantly, and she forgot everything else. Where did this guy from?

"Zhao Zhao?" Shan Song smiled and waved in front of him, bringing his stunned wife back to her senses: "Come and change your clothes."

"Oh!" Tong Zhao took the clothes from Shan Song, unfolded them, and exclaimed "Huh!" Then she compared them with Shan Song's clothes and thought, "These look like matching couple outfits!"

"If we're done talking and there's nothing else, let's go to the amusement park." Shan Song waved two cards in front of Tong Zhao: "These were given to us when a business partner opened. They're free for life. We still have two left. We'll use them to bribe Jiang Li when we meet in a couple of days."

Everything was arranged perfectly. Based on his style of doing things, Tong Zhao reasonably guessed: "Could it be that our Chairman Shan knew that they were going to open an amusement park and specially sought out someone to cooperate with them?"

"Oops, Zhao Zhao caught me." Shan Song showed no remorse for being caught; instead, he rested his chin on Tong Zhao's shoulder and laughed, which Tong Zhao saw clearly through the mirror: "..."

"Our family is also making preparations. We plan to build one in Zhaozhao's hometown first. The construction period is quite long, so we won't be able to visit for another two years." Shan Song said casually, omitting all the approval processes in between. Anyone who didn't know better would think that buying land was as easy as buying cabbage.

Tong Zhao might not have understood these concepts before, but after reviewing various contracts, mergers and acquisitions, and company procurement bids under Shan Song's guidance, he could estimate how many zeros were needed. While Shan Song was driving, he secretly sent a message to his agent, telling him that he couldn't rest any longer and should take advantage of the current popularity to get him more work. If he continued to sit around and eat his savings, he wouldn't even be able to come up with pocket money for his money-devouring husband!

A dozen minutes later, Shan Song led Tong Zhao through a maze of turns and finally arrived at the destination designated by Geng Qiushi. Pushing open the door to the private room, they found that Geng Qiushi was not the only one sitting inside.

Shan Song scrutinized the two for a few seconds, confirmed there was no threat, stepped aside, and held the door open to signal Tong Zhao to go in first.

As soon as Tong Zhao entered, he was also drawn to the person across from him who was completely covered up. He glanced at him for a few moments, then met Shan Song's gaze. It seemed that this was the purpose for which Geng Qiushi had called them here today.

After they sat down, the dishes were served one by one. For a moment, none of the four of them spoke. The atmosphere was neither tense nor relaxed.

After all the waiters had finished their work and left, the man wearing a hat and mask looked up, revealing his deliberately concealed face.

Tong Zhao was somewhat surprised: It was actually Qin Chong?

He instantly understood where the sense of familiarity came from; it was his preconceived notion. Although he noticed the man's obviously protruding belly, he assumed it was Geng Qiushi's hidden wife and children because it was a gathering organized by Geng Qiushi. He never imagined that it was actually their "old friend."

Shan Song wasn't too surprised. He had considered that today's dinner party probably included more than just Geng Qiushi. However, whoever it was, such secretive behavior and a specific request to see him and his wife meant there was only one possibility: this person wanted something from him, or rather—

"Let's make a deal," Qin Chong said first.