Song Qingliu is a person who is meticulous about details.
She checked every detail repeatedly to make sure things were under control in a moment.
As Lin Xiao got out of the car, Sister Wang nervously greeted him, saying with a smile, "Mr. Lin, you've arrived. President Song is waiting for you."
Lin Xiao nodded slightly and strode inside.
"Lin Xiao, you're here!" Song Qingliu was wearing a bright red cashmere cardigan over a white turtleneck and frosty white high-waisted straight-leg trousers.
Twelve-centimeter high heels.
Her combination of gentleness and valor, along with her warm and welcoming smile, would make an unsuspecting person think she was in a very sweet romantic relationship.
A glint flashed in Lin Xiao's dark eyes as he nodded. "Qingliu, is everything ready?"
Song Qingliu approached Lin Xiao, naturally took his arm, and said softly with a smile, "Don't worry. We've arranged so many people."
She extended her five fingers, which were slender, white, and smooth as jade.
Lin Xiao immediately understood that she meant fifty people and nodded.
"Attack if there are five, surround if there are ten. We've got it." Lin Xiaochong gave Song Qingliu a thumbs-up in praise.
Song Qingliu looked at Lin Xiao with surprise and said with a grin, "I didn't expect you to have the potential to be a strategist. If this job works out, you can be my deputy. You'll get a million-dollar annual salary, a year-end bonus of 1% of your performance, and the maximum social insurance and housing fund contributions. How about that?"
Lin Xiao's heart stirred slightly.
For an ordinary college student, this would undoubtedly be a very tempting job opportunity.
But now he is no longer a penniless poor man.
He has savings that many people cannot accumulate in their entire lives, enough for retirement. So why should he sell his energy and time for a salary?
Song Qingliu is an extremely demanding person when it comes to work. She is very hard on herself and her employees. He doesn't want to become a tool under her control.
Making money is for enjoying life. He already has the means to enjoy life, so naturally he doesn't need to follow most of the life trajectories: graduating, working, saving money to buy a house, and then getting married and having children.
He can live a freer life, choosing to live each day as he pleases.
"Thank you for your kind offer, Qingliu, but I don't want to work for the time being," Lin Xiao said calmly.
Song Qingliu's smile froze. "Lin Xiao, you call this working? Working hand in hand with me to develop and expand the Song Group, I would call it expanding our territory, or you could think of it as the revitalization of the family business! This is not the same as ordinary working!"
"Lin Xiao, if you work for me, I will definitely not treat you unfairly! As long as the conditions allow, it is not impossible to offer you an annual salary of ten million! However, all of this is on the premise of not harming the development and interests of the group."
Lin Xiao's heart stirred again.
That's a huge temptation indeed.
Song Qingliu truly lives up to her reputation as a self-made entrepreneur; her promises are so convincingly presented that he almost believed her.
If he truly believed her lies and became her subordinate, then he would be subject to her control and obey her orders.
Given their current delicate relationship, if she asks him to offer himself to her, will he do so or not?
This is what makes the hierarchy between superiors and subordinates so terrifying.
They lure you in with promises, but whether or not they'll actually deliver, and when, is anyone's guess. Yet, you're forced to make sacrifices and compromises time and time again.
Because if you disobey even once, you will anger your superiors, and they will suppress you.
Lin Xiao's eyes were clear, and he smiled faintly, "These conditions are indeed very tempting, but I am a pragmatic person and only believe in money that I have in hand."
Song Qingliu's face darkened. She stared at Lin Xiao for a long time, feeling a sense of suffocation.
Through her observation over this period of time, she felt that Lin Xiao was an extremely reliable person, with a calm and meticulous mind, and a gentlemanly and elegant demeanor, better than any other man she had ever met.
It was his suggestion again that enlightened her, giving her the courage and determination to take a do-or-die approach.
Her invitation for him to manage the Song Group also carried another layer of meaning: to give him trust and space to showcase his talents and abilities. She believed that their marriage would create a powerful alliance, making them invincible and unstoppable.
But that's how he answered her?!
This was clearly ignoring the olive branch she extended to him, and ignoring her sincere devotion to him!
"Lin Xiao, you...you really don't want to be with me or work with me?" Song Qingliu's eyes revealed hurt and a hint of pleading.
Lin Xiao gave a wry smile: "Qingliu, I originally wanted to tell you after things were over. But now I have to tell you in advance."
"What?" Song Qingliu asked, her face full of confusion.
"This is the last order I'll take. I'm not doing this anymore," Lin Xiao said in a deep voice.
Song Qingliu's pupils widened, her eyes flashing with shock, confusion, and helplessness; clearly, the matter was too sudden for her.
Just as the atmosphere was getting tense, they heard the sound of a car driving over the ground outside.
It's Chen Jingyao.
Lin Xiao raised his hand and put his arm around Song Qingliu's thin shoulder, reminding her in a low voice, "The important thing is to take care of business!"
Song Qingliu seemed to wake from a dream, took a deep breath, her lips curved into a smile, and her eyes went from dim to sparkling.
The two walked out, inseparable.
There are two cars in total.
Besides Chen Jingyao, another handsome young man in a suit stepped out of the first black Bentley Mulsanne.
Lin Xiao recognized the young man at a glance. He was the third person in the photo on Song Qingliu's desk, Song Qingliu's half-brother.
Her father had an illegitimate child with another woman before he got married.
Seven muscular and tall bodyguards stepped out of the second black Cadillac Escalade.
The bodyguards followed Chen Jingyao and his son as they swaggered closer.
To come to one's own daughter's residence with so many bodyguards—how vigilant must one be!
Lin Xiao secretly sized up the group of people, including two drivers. Judging from their equipment, they were not ordinary people who were easy to deal with.
So there are 11 people in total.
Our side has a total of 52 people.
Although their numbers don't reach five times that of the enemy, hopefully the thugs Song Qingliu found are of high quality.
Song Qingliu smiled and invited Chen Jingyao and his son into the house, deliberately ignoring the burly men.
"Dad, brother, come in and sit down."
Chen Jingyao's shrewd gaze swept over Lin Xiao's face, paused slightly, as if he had thought of something, gave a faint "hmm," and walked forward.
The young man beside him was also secretly sizing up Lin Xiao, and casually replied to Song Qingliu, "Yes. Sister, this must be your brother-in-law, right? What's your name?"
Lin Xiao extended his right hand, shook hands with him briefly, and said with a smile, "Hello, big brother, my name is Lin Xiao."
Chen Rong was a little surprised, thinking to himself that this guy was quite strong, but he didn't show it on his face. He smiled and said, "Yeah. Brother-in-law, you look just like one of my buddies!"
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