Chapter 39 He Qian never needs to sharpen his edge
He Qian really did what he said and tortured Song Li every night until he almost paralyzed himself in bed.
The more Song Li remained silent, the more annoying He Qian found him, and he would only get worse.
"Mr. He, this is the information you will need for your afternoon meeting." Song Li took the opportunity when he was alone in the office and hurried in with the folder.
He Qian had just finished talking to Liang Tao and was leaning back on the sofa exhausted. Seeing Song Li come in, he couldn't help but want to tease her, pretending to be quite sentimental, "The weather is getting hot, and Secretary Song is still wearing a turtleneck? Is she really cold, or is she just trying to hide it?"
Song Li put the documents on the desk, turned and walked towards him, slowing down his movements as he gathered his courage.
He Qian could tell she had something to say, "Do you want me to let you go tonight? Or do you want to ask me for something? Tell me."
Song Li gritted his teeth and mustered up his courage: "Tomorrow... I want to take a leave."
He Qian knew she would hardly ask for leave, but he was too possessive, and since the weekend was just two days away, he didn't think much of it. "No way."
"I really have something to do tomorrow."
"Who's free tomorrow?"
"Mr. He, I really..."
"Tomorrow is Zeng Lingxiong's 70th birthday. You're asking for leave on such a crucial day?"
Zeng Lingxiong, a high-ranking official with great power, had just retired last month. He was able to sit comfortably in the top position, and his influence after retirement was immeasurable. At least he still had what He Qian valued: control of the Chumishan project.
As soon as He Qian took over Qiliang Group, he embarked on a large-scale transformation. The two high-end real estate projects, Ciyun Pavilion and Fenghua Manor, were just a stepping stone for him, but their success was admirable enough!
After that, Qiling Group almost got rid of real estate, and He Qian focused on software development. He began to pay attention to Chumishan's project last year, and he became eager to try it out again!
There have been rumors lately that the development and utilization of Chumi Mountain is set to begin. He Qian's goal is to secure it! Zeng Lingxiong is the key figure; he must have the final say before the bidding begins!
Song Li was by his side all day, so he understood a little. "When we made the itinerary, didn't you say you wanted Miss Yu Qingqing to accompany you?"
"Tomorrow morning at 7:00, Zeng Lingxiong and his gang are going to Qingliang Mountain to play golf. You know who they are. You are experienced and capable. Who else can I trust to deal with them?"
Song Li was a little anxious, "Should I go? But didn't we say we would only attend his 70th birthday dinner?"
"You and Liang Tao take people to Qingliang Mountain to accompany me first. We will arrange a simple lunch at noon. I will attend the garden party starting at 3 pm and stay until the end of the dinner."
Song Li frowned. That meant there would be no free time for the whole day!
"The garden party...it looks like a get-together organized by Zeng Lingxiong, supposedly to welcome retirement. But you should understand the intrigues involved. There's a lot of work going on between the old and the new. See who's closest to the Zeng family. Keep an eye on them!"
Putting aside grudges and love, He Qian highly recognized Song Li's abilities. Many times when he was unable to lower himself and had no idea what to do, she always planned everything well and solved the problems calmly. He still admired her for this.
I don't know if it's admiration or not, but I'm not sure if it's a form of dependence. If He Qian knew that one day this position would be vacant, how would he fill it in terms of work, life, and psychology...
Song Li's heart was in turmoil when he heard this. "Well... lunch has been arranged. Can I leave now? I promise! I will be there before the garden party starts!"
"What do you think?" He Qian obviously disagreed.
"Mr. He..."
"Eat!" He Qian stood up, buttoned his shirt, and stopped her from speaking.
Song Li followed him dejectedly. He didn't even ask for the reason, but she still fantasized about getting a little bit of his sympathy...
Tomorrow is her father's memorial day.
Her father was forced to death by him. Has he forgotten this day? If he hadn't threatened her so harshly, how could the person who loved her the most bear to see her cry...
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At the Qingliangshan Golf Course, Liang Tao dressed up and participated, and Song Li followed, transmitting real-time information of every move on the course to He Qian. She herself felt like a spy stealing intelligence anytime and anywhere.
There was also a group of people surrounding Zeng Lingxiong and trying to get the best of him.
During this golf match, Zeng Lingxiong was accompanied by his grandson, Tang Yi.
This surprised Song Li a little. Tang Yi was 26 years old. He had recently been sued for divorce for domestic violence and infidelity, which caused a lot of controversy. Almost all of his family members were public officials. After such a shameful incident, Zeng Lingxiong did not even let him stay out of the limelight, and he appeared in front of the public again in such a short time.
"You really haven't aged a bit! I can't do it anymore. I give up!" On the 11th hole, Liu Yaowen, who knew if he was deliberately missing the ball, even tore off a large chunk of the turf. "I can't do it anymore. You guys keep going. I'm taking a break!"
Zeng Lingxiong pushed the ball into the hole, saying, "Finally it went in. If it hadn't gone in again, I would have given up!"
"You're just getting started! Everyone knows you were just warming up and teasing us!"
Zeng Lingxiong turned around and searched for Song Li in the crowd, even though he knew Liang Tao was standing next to him. "As far as I know, no one in Yuancheng has broken He Qian's record of 62 strokes so far! As long as he gets on the green, his ball is sure to go in!"
"I've played golf with Mr. He three times, and I've seen him score a hole-in-one three times. He just wouldn't let me win! I almost got on my knees and begged him for advice!"
"I have been training hard for a year, just waiting for President He to come today so that I can fight him for three hundred rounds! Who knew that he would go with a beauty today! I think Director Liang and Secretary Song really don't have the demeanor of President He at all! They have to work harder!" The person who said this could be heard to be deliberately hinting that He Qian didn't even show up at the golf game organized by Zeng Lingxiong, and called two of his men over!
"Mr. He was invited by Secretary Liu to go to Beijing to watch an opera last night. You all know that Miss Yu Qingqing went with him! Mr. He also kept saying that this dinner was thanks to Mr. Zeng's introduction!" Liang Tao responded calmly, "If it weren't for Mr. Zeng's relationship with Secretary Liu, Mr. He would have been worried for who knows how long!"
Everyone knew that he was talking about Liu Xuyi, who had left Yuancheng a few years ago and risen rapidly in the upper ranks. Zeng Lingxiong had worked with him for more than ten years, but Liu Xuyi had always risen faster than him.
After these words were spoken, only Zeng Lingxiong himself knew whether it was because of his connections that he was recommended! He Qian's people just gave him a smooth step.
Liang Tao also wants those people to know their place. It's not their turn to tease those with bright flags! Although Zeng Lingxiong is the protagonist, He Qian never needs to sharpen his edge!
He Qian can cater to you or ignore you, and he will never be as servile as you wish to see.
"He Qian is a great contributor to the people of Yuancheng!" Zeng Lingxiong said vaguely.
"Mr. He is already rushing back. He has personally supervised the procedures and security of the afternoon activities over and over again these days! Mr. He said that as long as you enjoy yourself, Mr. Zeng, he will be very grateful!" Liang Tao also gave him enough face.
Zeng Lingxiong smiled with satisfaction, was changing clubs, and signaled everyone to continue to the next hole.
Song Li's knees began to ache from walking. Occasionally, when he was sitting in the car on the field, he would see Liang Tao's eyes drifting over and had to go over.
After the game, she finally collapsed on the sofa in the lounge and couldn't move!
"What did Mr. He say?" Liang Tao handed her a bottle of water.
"As planned." Song Li shook her head. She had used the excuse of sitting in the car to drink water many times before. "At noon, the King of the World, what Tang Yi meant just now was probably to remind us not to emphasize the atmosphere of birthdays and birthday banquets. The dinner is the highlight."
"He's overthinking it. The dishes are simple, and he still wants us to create an atmosphere!" Liang Tao unbuttoned his collar and gulped down a few sips of water. "I despise men who hit women the most! Hey, what does it mean that Zeng Lingxiong only let Tang Yi accompany him?"
Zeng Lingxiong has three sons, two daughters, four grandsons and three grandsons-in-law, but he just lets Tang Yi, the most badass grandson, stay with him.
"I heard that Tang Yi and the daughter of the Xue family got their marriage certificate. I just asked about it." Song Li rubbed his palms to warm them and gently rubbed his right knee. "I guess they should wait until the divorce lawsuit has died down before making it public."
"The Xue family, the scumbag who commits domestic violence, is also taking over?"
"It's said that the Xue family didn't object to this son-in-law. I guess it's because of Zeng Lingxiong's reputation. Besides, the Zeng family holds positions of all sizes, and every department and bureau is filled." Song Li paused, "But who knows if Zeng Lingxiong is also concerned about the Xue family."
That's why Tang Yi would come to play golf with him in public.
The Xue family's power lies primarily in the customs, and this network of relationships is quite impressive! Zeng Lingxiong has now entered a new field, so how can he not tighten his belt?
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