Feng Di was stunned when he heard this.
He had no idea where Song Junying got his confidence from!
They even made Shi Nanxing apologize to Old Madam Song.
It seems that Song Junying still doesn't fully understand the seriousness of the matter.
Feng Di looked at Song Junying, "President Song, I will relay your words to President Shi as they are, but I think you are being a bit unrealistic. I can't guarantee whether President Shi will give you a reply."
A pipe dream?
Song Junying sensed the sarcasm in Feng Di's words.
How could Shi Nanxing not reply to him?
Absolutely impossible!
Old Master Song saved Old Master Shi's life.
Shi Nanxing couldn't possibly disregard the bond between the two old men.
Moreover, Shi Nanxing admires him so much.
Just wait!
Shi Nanxing will come over soon to apologize to Grandma Song.
It won't even take three days.
In Song Junying's view, Shi Nanxing would contact him within thirty minutes.
Thinking of this, Song Junying looked at Feng Di, a slight smile playing on her lips, "Believe it or not, you'll contact me within thirty minutes of you going back."
Feng Di frowned slightly.
Originally, he only suspected that Song Junying had mental problems, but now he is basically certain that Song Junying does have mental problems.
Feng Di couldn't help but speak up, "President Song, I have a small, immature suggestion, but I'm not sure if I should say it."
"you say."
Feng Di continued, "I suggest you go to the hospital to see a neurologist!"
See a neurosurgeon?
Song Junying's expression changed instantly. "You, surnamed Feng! What do you mean? Are you insulting me?"
“No, no, no,” Feng Di quickly waved his hand, his words carrying a double meaning: “It is clearly you who are insulting yourself.”
At this point, Feng Di added, "President Song, I have completed the task that President Shi assigned to me. If you have nothing else, I will be leaving now."
After saying that, Feng Di turned and left.
"You, surnamed Feng! Stop right there!"
Song Junying roared.
Feng Di pretended not to hear.
Song Junying narrowed his eyes. "What a guy surnamed Feng! He actually dares to look down on people! He'll regret it someday."
When Shi Nanxing comes to apologize to Old Madam Song in person, Feng Di will naturally realize just how outrageous his mistake was.
After returning to the Shi Group, Feng Di immediately relayed Song Junying's words to Shi Nanxing.
Upon hearing Feng Di's retelling, Shi Nanxing narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing in them: "This Song Junying thinks too highly of himself! Secretary Feng, arrange for the announcement of the termination of cooperation between the Shi Group and the Song Group immediately."
The Song family is utterly shameless.
When faced with such an exceptional person, there should be no mercy shown.
Feng Di nodded.
"Yes, Mr. Shi, I know what to do."
It seems the Song Group is truly finished this time.
Originally, the Song Group only had to deal with the Shi Group terminating its cooperation.
Now that the Shi Group has issued a statement, it is tantamount to formally severing ties with the Song Group.
Those companies that originally cooperated with the Song Group because of the Shi Group will definitely follow the Shi Group in terminating their contracts!
This is going to be quite a headache for Song Junying.
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at the same time.
Shen's Group, top-floor office.
Jiang Ning came a few days ago.
Right now.
The vase on the desk was filled with pretty daisies, creating a stark contrast to the cold, hard office decor.
Shen Jingnian is looking at documents.
He lowered his eyes slightly, and his somewhat sharp eyebrows and eyes were shrouded in the light, making him appear even more aloof.
Ding ding ding--
A soft knock came from the door.
"Come in."
He parted his thin lips slightly and closed the document.
Then, the door was pushed open from the outside.
It was Jock, Shen Jingnian's secretary.
"What's wrong?" Shen Jingnian raised his eyes slightly and asked.
Jock said respectfully, "Ninth Master, Mr. Will is here to see you."
Will?
Seemingly surprised by his arrival, a hint of astonishment flashed in Shen Jingnian's phoenix eyes as he parted his thin lips slightly: "Let him in."
“Okay.” Jock nodded.
Shortly after Jock left.
The office door was pushed open again.
Will, carrying a cane and still dressed in the same Shen family attire, strode in from outside. "Ninth Master, it's been a long time."
"Long time no see." Shen Jingnian stood up from his desk.
Will walked over and hugged Sinking Years, patting him hard on the back.
Will has trained.
An ordinary person wouldn't be able to withstand being filmed like that.
but.
The person standing in front of him was Shen Jingnian.
Shen Jingnian acted as if nothing had happened, not even coughing once.
Will then released Shen Jingnian and gave him a thumbs up, saying, "Ninth Master, you're really tough!"
I thought that Shen Jingnian's skills would have deteriorated to some extent after so many years of military service.
Despite the passage of time, it remains as vibrant as ever.
Shen Jingnian glanced at Will, "This way."
Will followed in his footsteps.
Shen Jingnian led Will to a tea room next door. "Have a seat."
Will sat down opposite Chen Jingnian.
"Black tea or green tea?" Shen Jingnian then asked.
Black tea or green tea?
Will was stunned for a moment. "Ninth Master, is this right??? I remember you used to love drinking coffee."
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