Song Yun glanced at his watch.
At this moment, Assistant Xu walked over and said:
"President, the meeting is about to start in half an hour."
Song Yun nodded, indicating that he understood.
He turned to Shen Bai and said:
"Stay at home, don't go out, otherwise..."
His tone was dangerous as he looked at Shen Bai's short legs.
Shen Bai quickly pulled his legs back, shaking his head like a rattle drum.
He won't run away or wander off, so you can't break his legs.
Seeing his reaction, Song Yun nodded in satisfaction, then turned and walked out.
Shen Bai was left sitting alone on the sofa, unsure of what to do.
Just as he was wondering whether he should go out, the middle-aged butler walked over with a plate of cut fruit.
He placed the fruit plate in front of Chen Bai, smiled, and said respectfully:
"Young Master Bai, this is the fruit that the young master ordered to be cut for you. Please enjoy."
Seeing that Shen Bai remained silent, Steward Li continued:
"My surname is Li. Young Master Bai can just call me Uncle Li."
Shen Bai understood; this person's name was Uncle Li.
But he couldn't speak, so he could only nod.
Uncle Li received a response, and his smile deepened.
"Young Master Bai can order around the servants, bodyguards, and me here. He said that from now on, this will be Young Master Bai's home."
Shen Bai stared intently at the bright red watermelon on the coffee table, swallowing hard. This watermelon looked delicious.
He nodded at everything Uncle Li said, and it's unclear how much he actually heard.
Looking at Shen Bai's obedient and adorable appearance, Li Bo's heart softened a little.
I didn't expect the young master to be so good at finding a partner.
Young Master Bai is so adorable, the master and mistress will surely be very happy to know.
Li Bo was afraid that Shen Bai would feel embarrassed if he was there, so he went back to wander around by himself.
Li Bo finally left, and Shen Bai breathed a sigh of relief, then looked around.
With no one around, he carefully used a fork to pick up a piece of watermelon and put it in his mouth.
It has a sweet and refreshing taste, and it's absolutely delicious.
He ate a few bites but couldn't eat anymore. Then he remembered that he hadn't found his little bundle yet, so he started wandering around the villa.
The villa was very large. Shen Bai first looked on the first floor but couldn't find it, so he went up to the second floor.
There are many rooms on the second floor, and Shen Bai has forgotten which room he came out of.
He circled around a few more times, but still couldn't find his way out. He even forgot the stairs he had just come up.
I'm going around in circles and all I see are room doors. Where are the stairs?
Shen Bai felt a little nervous; he seemed to be lost again. What if he couldn't find his way out? Would he starve to death here?
She blinked her big eyes a few times, then continued walking forward.
This time it was the same; we returned to the large balcony at the back.
You can see the garden outside from here, but there are no stairs to go down.
Shen Bai was looking for the stairs leading down to the living room on the first floor, but he couldn't find them.
Feeling wronged, Chen Bai squatted down against the corner of the wall, burying her head in her arms, not knowing what to do.
*
On the other side, Song Yun sat in the back seat of the Maybach, and for some reason, all he could think about was the pale face of that little mute boy.
He's really obsessed. She's just a marriage partner; he should take good care of her.
Actually, he didn't have any particular reason to marry the little mute girl; he just wanted to take extra care of her because of her deceased parents.
Of course, even so, he could have protected him secretly. Why did he impulsively marry him?
Thinking of this, the image of the little guy who used to reach out to him for a hug when he was little flashed through my mind.
"How did you become mute?"
He murmured softly, his deep eyes revealing nothing of his thoughts.
"Mr. Song, we've arrived."
When the driver, Xiao Li, saw that the president still hadn't gotten out of the car, he quietly reminded him.
"Um."
Song Yun responded and got out of the car.
Assistant Xu was already waiting outside the car.
This high-end building in the city center is the headquarters of the Song family.
Song Yun, dressed in a well-tailored black suit, strode into the company.
I took the president's private elevator upstairs.
When Song Yun entered the conference room, the timing was perfect. Everyone immediately sat up straight and no one dared to make a sound.
"The meeting is beginning."
Song Yun didn't pay much attention to them and went straight to the point.
During every meeting, these managers were on tenterhooks, afraid of saying the wrong word.
There was no way around it; the intimidating presence of this CEO Song was simply too powerful.
Even those who used to work with Old Song dared not say much when faced with Song Yun's ruthless methods.
I remember when Song Yun had just entered university, he was directly recruited into the company as a junior manager by Boss Song Huaiqi.
At the time, some people just thought it was a rich kid causing trouble and didn't take it seriously.
However, Song Yun quickly proved them wrong with his actions.
No matter what it is, as long as it is entrusted to him, Song Yun will do it very well.
Even some projects that couldn't be finalized were negotiated by Song Yun.
He was usually quiet, and a new general manager thought he was easy to bully.
They even challenged him, and as a result, that manager simply disappeared from the capital.
No one knows where the manager went, and no one knows what methods Song Yun used.
Since that incident, no one in the company dared to utter a single word in front of Song Yun.
Some of the lower-level employees even stumbled over their words when speaking to him.
Of course, this situation is rare, because very few junior employees can talk to Song Yun.
Some employees have been with the company for several years and have never even seen this President Song.
While his subordinates reported on the progress of their work, Song Yun remained expressionless.
He would usually nod slightly, but today he didn't even nod.
The project manager was so frightened that he kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
Oh no, is he going to disappear without a trace tomorrow?
Seeing that Song Yun remained silent, he dared not sit down, and everyone around him sat upright, afraid of being implicated.
After an unknown amount of time, just as the project manager was about to burst into tears, Song Yun finally reacted.
"Okay, next one."
The project manager breathed a sigh of relief; he had even thought about how to write his will.
Working at other companies might cost you your hair, but working at Song's could cost you your life if you're not careful.
But there's no way around it, the pay is high here, so many people are desperate to get in, and they can't possibly quit. That's what they mean by fortune favors the bold.
Of course, the rumor that one would lose their life was just that circulating within the company; whether it would actually happen was unknown.
It's better to believe it exists than to believe it doesn't.
Besides, just seeing Song Yun's face makes the rumor 99.99% credible.
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