The incident ended with Tie Shu and Xiao Wen having two months' bonus withheld as a warning. Upon hearing this news, Tie Shu and Xiao Wen were noticeably less tense. Out of curiosity, Tong Zhao casually asked Xiao Wen how much their two months' bonus was, and then remained silent until they got into the car.
Shan Song found it amusing and flicked his nose: "Alright, who can be richer than my wife? It's almost the end of the year, let's see how much the dividends are then, and we'll see next year. I'll try to make my wife's assets grow exponentially."
Tong Zhao had almost forgotten that he also had shares. He only remembered it when Tong Zhao mentioned it. He hadn't taken the contract seriously when he signed it, so does that mean he can now sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor?
It really is a risk-free and highly profitable business. For the first time, Tong Zhao had the thought of not wanting to work hard. If he were still a waiter, he would definitely have given up by now. Now, he is acting entirely out of passion.
Oh, and he also dreams of becoming a big star to support his family! He can't keep being looked down upon by Shan Song; he has to—
"A big star?" In response to being addressed as "Boss Shan" earlier, Shan Song called out to Tong Zhao with a smile, which conveniently interrupted Tong Zhao's thoughts about earning money to support her family.
Tong Zhao looked at him, and Shan Song handed him the phone: "The old phone was broken, so everything on it was transferred to this phone. The Qin family called once when you were unconscious, and I answered it. We didn't completely break off relations, but it was close. Qin Siyuan probably has some doubts about our relationship, but it doesn't matter. He has no evidence. Besides, Zhou Muyuan is currently riding high and suspicious of the Qin family. Even if he hears what the Qin family says, he won't believe it for the time being. This period of time is enough for me to take action."
"Then he definitely won't believe any of the things I made up with Qin Siyuan before. Should I continue to report to him like before?"
"Just pretend you don't know anything. Just give a casual explanation. Don't be too careful. Focus on filming. Although Geng Keli wasn't detained, he was taken back by the Geng family. He won't bother you again for a while. Keep an eye on Qin Chong on set. I'll go back to Baisha to finish up my work and then go back to Yunling. I'll try to take Zhaozhao back to the Shan family for the New Year this year."
Tong Zhao was somewhat tempted, and opened her arms to give Shan Song a big hug: "Okay, you should also take care of yourself." Then she looked up and asked with concern, "Why don't you go back to the hospital and get some sleep first?"
Last night, he was taken by Shan Song to a hospital under the Shan family's business. The security was very tight. It was clear that Shan Song hadn't slept all night, which made Tong Zhao a little worried.
Dan Song patted his head reassuringly: "I'll rest on the way, I promise I won't overwork myself, okay?"
After saying a few more words of farewell, Uncle Tie started the car and was about to leave when Shan Song still didn't move. Tong Zhao looked at him in confusion for a while. Shan Song turned his face to the side, and Tong Zhao suddenly realized what was going on. She leaned over and gave him a little kiss.
"Goodbye, husband."
After saying that, she climbed into the car, only half of her head and a waving little hand showing.
Dan Song raised his hand and waved, watching the car start and drive further and further away from his field of vision. Coming back to his senses, he touched the spot on his face that still felt warm, and the corners of his lips curved into a smile.
On the way to the airport, Shan Song rested for a while as he had promised Tong Zhao. When he woke up, he found that he had already received a reply to the message he sent in the morning.
The hospital hasn't dared to alert them yet; the evidence isn't complete, but it's already attracted enough attention. The police shouldn't have any trouble clarifying things. I've already arranged what you asked for; just introduce them to the Zhou family.
Another message came from Qi Changzhou: "[Bidding ended, everything went smoothly, let's talk in person.]"
Dan Song tapped his fingers on the car window, his gaze shifting to the bare branches of the trees lining the street outside, where a few scattered, curled, withered yellow leaves clung precariously. The desolation of late autumn was quite fitting.
Back in Yunling, Shan Song first met with Qi Changzhou. In fact, as long as it was confirmed that Zhou Muyuan had won the bid, he didn't need to worry about the rest; the Qi family would handle it themselves.
What Shan Song was really thinking about during this meeting was to give Zhou Muyuan some more drastic measures. Zhou Xinlin's appetite was huge now, and with a little guidance, he could take him down without bloodshed. However, it would be too obvious to do it himself under Zhou Muyuan's nose, so he still had to ask his good brother to help.
"I brought you a bottle of wine, take it back with you later," Shan Song said as soon as they met.
Qi Changzhou glared at him, looking him up and down: "What...is your purpose?"
Shan Song asked frankly, "You seem to have a lot of free time lately, how about we go have some fun?"
"Where to?" Qi Changzhou asked cautiously.
"casino."
"..." Qi Changzhou's expression was strange. He took out his phone and said, "Watch your words. Don't say things like that, like trying to seduce our good comrades, which violates Party discipline and regulations. If you keep doing this, I'll call your sister-in-law."
Shan Song slapped his phone away: "You go play, I have to work."
"..." Qi Changzhou knew that this kid's sudden politeness was not well-intentioned.
"Let's find another way to bring it to Zhou Xinlin." Shan Song patted his pants and stood up: "Young Master Qi hasn't had any real fun in years. Let me take you back to your carefree youth."
"?" Qi Changzhou's lips twitched: "Bring me? Where did you bring me?"
Dan Song seemed to think for a moment: "Two bottles?"
"Take care and don't bother seeing me off."
"Drink as much as you like from the winery."
"..." Qi Changzhou thought to himself, "Haven't I always been able to drink whatever I want? And I'm supposed to be your doorman for free?" But thinking about the wine cellar he had emptied, he still felt guilty: "Alright then."
Shan Song smiled meaningfully: "Have fun."
"Get lost."
Shan Song left at 4 pm, an awkward time. After thinking about it, he decided not to go to the company to get scolded for the time being.
For the past two days, Tong Zhao has been urging him to rest every day; it's time for him to listen to his wife.
After leaving a message for Tong Zhao, Shan Song slept soundly until the next morning. The fatigue of the past few days vanished, and Shan Song refreshed and organized the materials, preparing to complete the last preliminary work.
At the time, Shan Song did not completely hand over the Shan family's medical supply chain that Zhou Muyuan had taken back from him. This included several close business partners.
He planned to use this as an excuse when he returned. Zhou Muyuan was in the midst of his triumph after acquiring the land. If he handed over the business partner to Zhou Xinlin to take credit for it and show him weakness, it would surely inflate his vanity to an unprecedented level.
The higher you go, the harder you fall.
Shan Song looked down at the materials in his hand. The so-called partners were naturally ones that Shan Song had already tampered with, but the Zhou family's knowledge of the medical field was not enough to discern anything. Even he had been investigating for more than a year before he made a little discovery, but any further investigation was met with obstacles, not to mention the two incompetent members of the Zhou family.
The black market, which is only a hair's breadth away from the medical industry, is extremely profitable. Some of these scoundrels are human by day and demons by night. The few people in Shan Song's hands are the carefully selected final gifts for Zhou Muyuan.
Taking a deep breath, Shan Song drove to the company.
Zhou Muyuan had already heard about what the Qin family had done, so he wasn't surprised by Qin's return. With Shan Song's initiative, he handed over the material production business back to Shan Song: "Since you've handled it well, I'll put you in charge from now on. Xinlin is more talented in investment, so I'll personally guide him from now on."
He then warned sternly, "This is the second time. If you don't behave this time, don't blame me for being ruthless as your father."
"Yes, Father."
Just as Shan Song had expected, Zhou Muyuan's attitude did indeed make a complete 180-degree turn after acquiring the land. He even had the confidence to teach his precious son himself, clearly showing that he, this worthless pawn, could be discarded at any time.
Dan Song walked steadily, and as he left the company, he turned back for one last look at the outwardly impressive Zhou family. A slight smile appeared on his lips. Halfway there, he popped open a bottle of champagne to wish them success.
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