Chapter 41
The plane landed smoothly, and outside the window was the familiar city scenery.
Xiaoxi secretly observed Song Shiyu all the way. Seeing that he looked calm, she felt heavy in her heart, as if a stone was pressing on her.
"Xiao Xi," Song Shiyu said, his voice devoid of emotion, "I'll give you a day off today. Go back and have a good rest."
"Mr. Song, you..." Xiaoxi hesitated to speak.
"I'm fine." Song Shiyu interrupted her, his tone gentle but with an unquestionable sense of finality.
He didn't need comfort or excessive care. What he needed at this moment was absolute calmness and a quick counterattack.
After separating from Xiaoxi, Song Shiyu went straight back to the apartment.
The empty room was still filled with the cool scent of Ji Zhiqi, which relaxed his tense nerves for a moment, but then a layer of ice covered his eyes.
He took off his coat and without even taking a sip of water, he dialed an encrypted number.
"It's me, Song Shiyu." His voice was particularly cold and hard in the silent room. "I want detailed information on all the companies and projects under Song Zhi's name, focusing on cash flow, taxation, and any unidentified dealings with third parties. I want him to be ruined and penniless as quickly as possible." Isn't money and fame what he cares about most? Then let him taste the feeling of falling from the clouds and having nothing.
The person on the other end of the phone was extremely efficient and replied within just a few minutes.
However, the news brought made Song Shiyu frown slightly.
"Mr. Song, we just started our investigation and discovered that there's another force digging deeper into Song Zhi's secrets. And... their actions are faster and more ruthless than ours. They already have solid evidence and have reported it to the police under their real names."
Song Shiyu held the phone, his fingertips tapping unconsciously on the table.
It’s not Lai Zhou. Lai Zhou has already made it clear that he will let Song Zhi go for the time being for his sake.
Who could it be? Who could have such a deep hatred for Song Zhi and use such drastic measures?
Temporarily suppressing the doubts in his heart, Song Shiyu glanced at the time.
His father Song Huishu and mother Ruan Ning's flight will arrive tonight, and he must go to the airport to pick them up in person.
He decided to keep everything Song Zhi had done to him a secret. Although his father Song Huishu was dissatisfied with his brother Song Zhi's extravagant behavior, he still cared about the brotherly love. If he knew that Song Zhi was so cruel as to attack his own nephew, he would definitely be heartbroken.
He didn't want his parents to worry about him, and he didn't want to see an irreparable rift in his family.
At the airport exit, Song Shiyu soon saw his parents coming together.
Ms. Ruan Ning saw her son at a glance, and a warm smile immediately appeared on her face. She quickly walked forward and held his hand.
"Xiaojiu, have you been waiting for a long time? Why do you look a little pale? Did you not get enough rest again?" Ruan Ning stroked the back of his hand with concern, and the series of questions were full of motherly worry.
"Mom, I'm fine. I'm just a little tired after getting off the plane." Song Shiyu took the carry-on luggage from Ruan Ning's hand and showed a relaxed smile on his face, as if he was really just tired from the journey.
Song Huishu was much more composed. He patted his son's shoulder, his eyes filled with scrutiny and pride. "Shi Yu, how's the company doing lately? Is it stressful managing such a large company?"
"Dad, don't worry, I can handle it." Song Shiyu responded with a smile, his tone humble but confident, "Everything is going well."
On the way home, the atmosphere was harmonious and warm.
Ruan Ning couldn't wait to show the gifts she brought for her son - a natural crystal that was said to bring good luck, a peace amulet she got from a thousand-year-old temple, and a sandalwood bracelet that could calm the mind and help with sleep.
"Xiaojiu, put this crystal in the office, carry this amulet with you, and this bracelet..." Ruan Ning made arrangements in a nagging manner, wishing to materialize all the good wishes and bless her son.
Song Shiyu felt warm yet helpless as he watched his mother carefully instructing him like she was treating a little girl. He obediently accepted everything and said, "Thank you, Mom. I've taken note of them all." He knew that this was the most direct way for his mother to express her love.
Song Huishu chatted with his son about business dynamics and family affairs, and his words showed his recognition and expectations of his son's abilities.
The family was having a great time, as if all the darkness was isolated outside this warm carriage.
However, this warm atmosphere was suddenly broken by a rough knock on the door shortly after arriving at the old house.
As soon as the nanny opened the door, a figure staggered in. It was Song Zhi with a frightened face and messy hair.
"Brother! Sister-in-law! Save me! You must save me!" Song Zhi's voice was filled with tears. He rushed to Song Huishu and almost knelt down. "My company has been shut down! All the accounts are frozen! They... they want to arrest me! I have no choice but to come to you, brother!"
Song Huishu looked at his good-for-nothing brother with a frown on his face. He was angry at his lack of fighting spirit, yet he couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted due to their blood relationship. However, his tone remained stern: "I warned you long ago that you should do business with integrity! Stay away from those crooked ways. Harming others will only hurt you! When you accepted those black money, why didn't you think about the consequences? Now that you're in trouble, how can I save you? Turn yourself in and try to get leniency!"
"Turn yourself in? Then my life is over!"
Song Zhi roared in despair, his eyes darting around in panic. Finally, as if grasping a life-saving straw, he pounced at the feet of Song Shiyu, who had been watching coldly. "Shiyu! Good nephew! Second uncle knows he was wrong! It was the second uncle who was bewitched! Please let second uncle go this time, okay? As long as you show mercy and don't pursue the matter, second uncle will be fine! Please!"
Song Shiyu, who had been silent all the time, slowly lowered his head and looked at Song Zhi, who was in a miserable state at his feet. There was no warmth in his eyes, only cold disgust.
Song Huishu and Ruan Ning were stunned by this sudden change.
Song Huishu looked at his son in confusion: "Xiaojiu, what...what's going on? What does the trouble at Song Zhi's company have to do with you?"
Song Shiyu's voice was calm, but every word was like a knife: "He embezzled huge amounts of public funds, maliciously withheld employees' hard-earned wages, and used the Song family's name to accept bribes on a large scale. He is suspected of commercial fraud, and the evidence is irrefutable. He deserves this fate today."
"You...you're talking nonsense!" Song Zhi screamed and tried to refute.
"You deserve it?" Song Huishu stood up suddenly, pointing at Song Zhi, shaking with anger. "Song Zhi! My Song family has a clean reputation for generations, how could a scum like you appear! How dare you actually do such illegal things! Get out! Get out of the Song family right now! I don't want a brother like you!"
Seeing that his elder brother's approach wasn't working, Song Zhi once again grabbed Song Shiyu's trouser legs tightly, tears streaming down his face: "Shiyu, Second Uncle really knows he's wrong! Second Uncle shouldn't... shouldn't have treated you like that..." As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped himself hard, the crisp sound echoing in the living room.
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