"Recover the losses? Who knows if it's even possible to recover them?"
"I'm just an employee. It's no use telling me this. Either you bring the person back to me now, or your company can expect to receive a lawyer's letter."
Upon hearing the words "lawyer's letter," Xinna immediately panicked.
They were indeed in the wrong. If a lawsuit were to go ahead, the cost could be astronomical.
"Mr. Zhang, please make an exception. I'm not lying to you, Xiaoling's father is really critically ill, you can't..."
What did you just say?
A cold and suppressed voice interrupted Sina's words.
Xinna and President Zhang turned their heads at the same time, looking towards the source of the sound.
Song Yansheng stood not far away, his expression as cold as ever, his eyes sending a strange sense of fear through people.
When Mr. Zhang saw Song Yansheng, he quickly nodded and greeted him, "Young Master."
Song Yansheng didn't say anything, walked straight up to Xin Na, and said with a cold look in his eyes: "Say what you just said again."
Xin Na was completely bewildered. Seeing Song Yansheng's imposing aura, even though she had seen a lot in the world, she was still trembling with fear.
"Um, Su Xiaoling's father is critically ill, she has to go back for today's press conference..."
Before she could finish speaking, Song Yansheng had already turned around and walked towards the door.
Just now, when he was being interviewed by those reporters, he knew she was peeking, so everything he did just now was deliberately for her to see.
His engagement to Feng Xixi was also intentional.
But when he heard that her father was critically ill, he panicked.
He was still worried about her.
These emotions did not diminish at all; on the contrary, they grew stronger.
He didn't know what was wrong with him.
He shouldn't have gone any closer to her.
At this moment, all his reason was thrown to the back of his mind.
Mr. Zhang stared blankly at Song Yansheng's retreating figure.
What does the young master's reaction mean?
Does this mean they've agreed to postpone the press conference?
Feng Xixi crossed her arms, her expression unreadable.
You're so worried about them, yet you keep saying you don't like them.
Do you still have to pretend to be engaged to her?
Ugh, what's going on here?
"Miss Feng, what does the young master mean by this?"
Mr. Zhang asked, looking him over.
Feng Xixi glanced at Xin Na beside her, then at President Zhang, and said with a light laugh, "Can't you even see that?"
"So what if it's postponed? Your young master doesn't care."
Right now, Song Yansheng probably only cares about Su Xiaoling.
As for the money I lost... nothing is as important as my sweetheart.
Xinna was a discerning person; seeing Feng Xixi's attitude and her words, she understood almost everything.
It turns out that the eldest son of the Song family really did like Xiao Ling.
Otherwise, I wouldn't be so worried.
Upon hearing Feng Xixi's words, General Manager Zhang immediately nodded and bowed, saying, "Okay, I'll take care of it right away."
Feng Xixi didn't say anything more, and the smile in her eyes had long since disappeared.
Song Yansheng, the way you like her is really enviable.
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When Song Yansheng drove to the hospital, he happened to run into Mu Xiaocheng and Ji Huaishen.
Mu Xiaocheng was surprised to see Song Yansheng here. She asked in surprise, "Brother Yansheng, what brings you here?"
"And her?"
Song Yansheng asked casually.
"In the ward." She knew he was asking about Brother Ling.
"Dad Su doesn't have much time left, and Brother Ling is talking to him."
As soon as Mu Xiaocheng finished speaking, she saw Song Yansheng turn around and go to the ICU ward.
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