At the entrance to the ward, Xue Qinfeng's assistant held a tablet, looking at the eye-catching news headlines.
[The young master of the Xue Group was retaliated against for his misconduct; is this a possible internal power struggle for succession within the group?]
The accompanying picture below the article shows Xue Qinfeng with a bruised and swollen face in the basement, which, combined with a long and detailed paragraph of text, is very eye-catching.
The assistant refreshed the page, and the news article immediately disappeared, as if it had never existed.
He sighed softly, and only after the screams inside the room subsided did he gently knock on the door.
"Come in!" Xue Qinfeng's exasperated voice rang out.
"Mr. Xue, we've already asked the public relations team to handle today's news urgently, but netizens are constantly coming up with new ways to forward and save it, so it's impossible to completely eliminate it. However, we've already asked the technical department to block and delete all related terms and articles."
Xue Qinfeng lay on the hospital bed with a gloomy expression, his dark eyes fixed on him, which was quite frightening.
The assistant's heart tightened as she carefully handed the tablet to Xue Qinfeng.
Xue Qinfeng didn't take it. His lips twitched, and his eyes darted around, landing on his arm in a cast. He gritted his teeth and said, "Can't you tell I can't lift it?!"
The assistant perked up and quickly brought the tablet closer, even thoughtfully raising the hospital bed slightly.
"Investigate!" Xue Qinfeng's voice lowered. "Find out who hit me!!"
"But... the place where you were hit was a blind spot for the surveillance cameras, and none of the surrounding cameras captured anyone other than you..."
"And another one!" Xue Qinfeng ignored him and continued to order, "The reporter who published the report..."
"That reporter has already been dismissed and blacklisted. He already had a bad reputation in the industry, and this time he messed with the wrong person. Everyone around him is eager to add fuel to the fire..."
"Enough with the nonsense?" Xue Qinfeng said impatiently. "I'm telling you to go find that ungrateful person who made that move."
The assistant choked on his words, looked at Xue Qinfeng with a troubled expression, and after receiving a warning, his voice deflated. "Yes!"
"No need!" a male voice came from the doorway.
The assistant turned around, saw a familiar figure, and asked in surprise, "Mr. Tang? What brings you here?"
His eyes darted around, and he suddenly remembered the overwhelming news coverage from just over ten minutes ago. He exclaimed, "Oh! You saw it online..."
Tang Song's lips tightened, and she waved her hand to interrupt him, "You can go out now, there's no need to look for that person."
Xue Qinfeng tilted his head with difficulty, grinning as he looked at Tang Song, "What? You've already found it?"
Xue Qinfeng had no doubt about Tang Song's ability to find people, and his face was full of resentment.
Before Tang Song could respond, he rattled off a whole string of words.
"I suspect it was a group attack! There was definitely more than one person who hit me!"
"They did it on purpose!"
"Not a single one can be spared!"
We must teach them a lesson!
The assistant had already slipped out at Tang Song's signal.
Tang Song stood upright by the hospital bed with his hands in his pockets, listening patiently to Xue Qinfeng's complaints.
After hurling insults at Xue Qinfeng in various ways for ten minutes, he finally realized something was wrong.
He licked his lips, looked up in confusion, and asked, "Why aren't you saying a word?"
"Me." Tang Song stared straight at him, her tone solemn.
"What?" Xue Qinfeng was stunned, not understanding at first. "What?"
Tang Song placed his hand on the bed railing, bent down slightly, and said with a strong but unconvinced tone, "I said... I made the call."
"???"
"Impossible!" Xue Qinfeng retorted instinctively. "When you hit me, you just threw me. Every time, I had to struggle to get up from the dirt. Why would you go through all that trouble to put me in a sack and specifically find a place without surveillance cameras to hit me?"
Tang Song straightened up, looked Xue Qinfeng up and down, and finally his gaze lingered on Xue Qinfeng's face, which was swollen like a pig's head. He had a look that was hard to describe. "It's more interesting to fight like this."
"???"
Xue Qinfeng's eyes widened. "Are you being polite?"
Tang Song looked serious, not like he was lying.
Xue Qinfeng became uncertain and asked again, "Is it really you?"
"Um."
"Why?! I didn't do anything to you, did I?!"
"Your lifestyle is too chaotic," Tang Song accused seriously. "You should change your current habits."
Xue Qinfeng: "?"
“I will have those unfounded rumors on the internet completely removed. They won’t affect Xue’s stock price. But you should also tone it down. You’re almost thirty. You’re not doing your job all day and are just hanging out with women. It’s time for you to take responsibility.”
Xue Qinfeng: "??"
"You're not my dad, why are you meddling so much?" Xue Qinfeng frowned. "You even came up with this unique way to beat me up just for this?"
Xue Qinfeng raised his arm, which was in a cast, and leaned towards Tang Song, his eyes wide open and his face full of doubt.
Tang Song took a half-step back with disdain and looked at Xue Qinfeng with a warning, "You're twenty-six too, don't you really plan to inherit the company?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Qinfeng's eyes darkened, his lips pressed into a straight line, and he remained silent.
Tang Song blinked slowly. "Your older brother is ten years older than you. He joined the company earlier and has more resources than you. Your parents also favor your older brother. Every year, the media speculates about when your father will officially pass on the family fortune to your older brother, completely ignoring you, the young master of the Xue family."
Seeing Xue Qinfeng becoming increasingly silent, Tang Song paused and continued, "On the surface, the entire Xue family dotes on you and doesn't want you to work hard, but in reality, they're afraid you'll fight with your brother for the family fortune. You can't be unaware of that, can you?"
"I know," Xue Qinfeng said in a muffled voice.
The Xue family only had two children, him and his elder brother, whose intelligence showed extraordinary talent from a young age.
Intelligent, meticulous, worry-free, and a business genius—these are practically synonymous with his older brother.
He naturally became despondent and was naturally abandoned.
"Alright." Tang Song tapped the bedside table. "How will you know if you can do it if you don't try?"
The ward fell silent, and a deep silence spread.
Tang Song waited a few seconds, then emphasized, "From now on, keep your private life clean. No company leader would be so unrestrained; it will affect the company's market value."
Xue Qinfeng blinked, staring blankly at his leg dangling in mid-air.
“Especially recently…” Tang Song drawled out the last syllable, “I heard you’ve even started bothering Zhu Hao’s friends?”
Xue Qinfeng's hazy eyes flickered slightly, regaining some clarity, but he remained silent.
"She's not the type to play around with you, don't ruin her life." Tang Song rubbed the rope on his wrist. "You should think about your own things instead."
After saying this, Tang Song turned and left.
Xue Qinfeng remained in a daze.
On the other side, Zhu Hao, who had just come downstairs, happened to run into Tang Song, who was returning from the hospital.
Looking at his coat, damp with wind and dew, Zhu asked in confusion, "Did you go to the company?"
Tang Song paused, brushed the snow off his shoulder, and replied in a deep voice, "The dog bit someone, so I went to warn it."
Tang Song took off his coat as he walked upstairs, saying, "I'm going upstairs to change my clothes."
Best wishes: "???"
Tang Song got a dog?
How could she not know?
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