As soon as Song Xuanhe drove through the first iron gate, he fully felt the tense atmosphere in the Song family at that moment.
Zhang Chao, who had been waiting at the gate, ran to the car as soon as possible. When Song Xuanhe rolled down the window, he ran after the car and said, "Second Young Master, your work phone is now full of calls from partners. Among them, Mr. Yang from Huanyu and Mr. Li from Zhongsi are currently negotiating cooperation with the company. David from Kebis also contacted us and wanted to discuss with us the case that was not concluded after the second round. Among them..."
"Stop." Song Xuanhe stepped on the brake, put his index finger on his lips, and put his other hand lazily on the car window. He leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes and said lightly: "Let me rest for a while."
Zhang Chao was stunned for a moment, and only then noticed the slightly dark circles under his eyes. His slightly open mouth closed again.
The garage was completely silent. Five or six minutes later, Zhang Chao's phone suddenly rang. The rings were particularly harsh in the quiet and empty space. He hurriedly covered his phone with his hands and walked out. He answered the phone when he reached the garage door: "Hello, Mr. Song."
"The Second Young Master will be here soon. He has some things to deal with now. Today, Mr. Yang from Huanyu and Mr. Li from Zhongsi both called..."
"Yes, Kebisi, who failed to negotiate the cooperation case before, also sent a message. Okay, I will remind him to come in immediately after the second young master finishes the matter."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Chao breathed a sigh of relief, walked carefully and lightly, then turned and walked towards the garage.
"I didn't expect you to lie, Zhang Zhu."
A lazily smiling voice came from Zhang Chao. He paused and turned around to see Song Xuanhe leaning against the car closest to the garage door with a smile on his face.
"I didn't lie, everything I said was true. Second Young Master, have you not had a good rest recently?" Zhang Chao looked at Song Xuanhe's face and said seriously, "I remember that you said you were having a party with friends after get off work every day in the past few months, but... I know you have suffered some setbacks in your relationship, but young people should not indulge themselves in certain aspects, otherwise when you are old you will-"
Song Xuanhe paused with a smile on his face, his expression changed again and again, and finally he couldn't help but chuckled: "What are you thinking about?"
The serious expression on Zhang Chao's face also relaxed, and he raised his lips slightly and said, "Second Young Master, you don't have to worry too much about Mr. Xiao's affairs. The chairman will not ask you to do anything regardless of your wishes."
Song Xuanhe: "Did you think I would be nervous just now?"
Zhang Chao shook his head, his expression serious, but his tone was like coaxing a child: "Of course not, how could the Second Young Master be nervous."
Song Xuanhe: "..."
"I'm not the one who's nervous." Song Xuanhe threw the car keys to Zhang Chao. Seeing his hesitant expression, he put his hand to his lips and hushed them, smiling confidently, "You'll know in a moment."
Zhang Chao paused and looked at Song Xuan and his tall and slender back. The second young master has finally grown up. He smiled with relief and followed Song Xuanhe's footsteps.
Arriving at the gate of the Song family's main residence, Zhang Chao took a few quick steps and opened the door. A creaking sound was heard, and the conversation inside paused, and everyone looked at the open door at the same time.
Song Xuanhe walked in, his eyes swept across the faces with complicated expressions inside, and smiled, "Why are you all waiting in the hallway? Didn't you say you wanted to eat?"
Li Nian'an was instructing the servants to prepare the table. He smiled when he saw Song Xuanhe coming back. However, he frowned when he walked in front of him: "It's only been two weeks since we last met. How come you have lost so much weight? Are you too tired from work?"
"Auntie Zhang." Li Nian'an took Song Xuanhe's hand and walked inside, saying as she walked, "Hurry up and bring out the porridge that we cooked earlier to fill Hebao's stomach."
"Dinner is about to start, what are you going to eat?" Song Guochao frowned and looked at Song Xuanhe: "Let me ask you, what is the relationship between Fortune and RE in the global rankings and Xiao Yuanmu? Is Xiao Yuanmu the president of RE? And this matter you had before..."
"What else?" Li Nian'an interrupted Song Guochao and said, "Don't you see your son is tired? Can't we talk about this after dinner?"
"What do you mean by this?" Song Guochao said with a dark face, "Do you know how important the new energy in Xiao Yuanmu's hands is? One second late may result in the loss of tens of billions of opportunities..."
"Okay." Song Yansong stood up and said calmly, "Let's eat first, and we'll talk about other things after we finish eating."
"Dad..." When Song Guochao saw Song Yansong's gaze glancing at him, he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth and followed him to the restaurant.
During the meal, except for Song Xuanhe, who had not eaten food made in the Song family kitchen for a long time, and Li Nian'an, who was wholeheartedly picking up food for his son, the other six people were more or less absent-minded when eating.
When dinner was over and the servants took away the plates, most of the food on them had not been touched.
Song Yansong stood up and said, "Xuanhe, come with me to the study."
Song Xuanhe nodded, followed behind Song Yansong and supported him. Song Guochao also followed and said, "Dad, I'll go with you."
Song Yansong glanced at Song Jiabao's father who had stood up, and said calmly: "No, the others are waiting downstairs."
Song Guochao wanted to follow, but Li Nian'an held his arm and didn't let go until Song Xuanhe and Song Yansong went upstairs.
"What are you doing?" Song Guochao shook off Li Nian'an's hand, "Let go!"
Li Nian'an let go and said calmly, "Dad wants to talk to Xuanhe now, and it's useless for you to follow him. And no matter whether Xiao Yuanmu is the RE president you mentioned, he and Xuanhe have already broken up. Have you forgotten that you were the one who was most opposed to them being together at the time, and you were also the happiest person after they broke up."
In front of so many people, including Song Jiabao's family, Song Guochao was embarrassed and angrily said, "What do you know? I do all these things for the development of the company. You are a woman who spends all day shopping and doing beauty treatments and doesn't even take care of the children. Why are you meddling in family affairs now? Song Xuanhe has been corrupted by you!"
Li Nian'an originally held Song Guochao back because there were other people who wanted to save face for him. Mr. Song was a man of his word, and even she, who was not at the mall, realized that this matter was of great importance. Since the old man wanted to talk to his youngest son alone, he certainly did not think about the possibility of other people being present. If she did not hold Song Guochao back, he would not be able to get in, and going downstairs in shame would be truly shameless. She did not expect him to say that.
"Yes. My son was indeed taught badly by me. He is only my son and has nothing to do with you." Li Nian'an was not angry. He just looked at him sarcastically and said, "I raised both of my sons. Whether they are good or bad is indeed my responsibility. In this case, don't interfere in their affairs. No matter whether Xiao Yuanmu you are talking about is Bao's ex-boyfriend, no one can force him to do something he doesn't want to do!"
Li Nian'an rarely raised his voice when speaking, and his last sentence was even more powerful. After he finished speaking, the whole living room was silent. Even the servants who were cleaning the restaurant across the foyer and small greenhouse were very careful to slow down their movements, for fear of being affected by the quarrel between the host and hostess.
Song Xuanhe, who had already entered the study, was unaware of the quarrel downstairs. He was sitting at the desk, calmly facing the sharp scrutiny of the old man opposite him.
"You really don't know that Xiao Yuanmu had already founded RE?"
"I don't know." Song Xuanhe's expression was calm and peaceful: "Grandpa, you should know how Xiao Yuanmu and I started. If Xiao Yuanmu had such great ability at that time, he would never sit there and wait to be threatened by me."
Song Yansong's beard trembled, and he showed him a rare look of suspicion, saying: "I have sent people to investigate Xiao Yuanmu's news, and it is certain that he is the Xiao Yuanmu you knew before. Xiao Yuanmu's news was not deliberately concealed. I believe that the speed of those old guys is definitely not slower than mine. At this time, they probably know the news about Xiao Yuanmu."
Song Xuanhe nodded quietly, with an innocent and well-behaved expression: "They all want to cooperate with Xiao Yuanmu."
"Yes." Song Yansong grabbed the pen in the middle of the page and sighed softly. The surprised look only lasted for a moment, and now he has returned to his seriousness: "At the same time, your relationship with Xiao Yuanmu can no longer be concealed. No matter what they want to do, you are the closest channel for them to get information. Xiao Yuanmu's company was founded in September, and you were still together at that time. Even if you say you know nothing, those people are likely to use you as a breakthrough point."
Song Yansong closed the book on the table and said, "The key point now is not these. Tell me, what is the relationship between you and Xiao Yuanmu now?"
Song Xuanhe blinked, looking puzzled.
"What Xiao Yuanmu holds in his hand is too tempting. Now not only do some companies want to cooperate with him, but even the country has to cooperate with him. Moreover, he dares to release his information so boldly with such a thing in his hand, which proves that he must have someone to rely on. When you can't touch him, trying every means to please him and get cooperation may be the most convenient way."
Song Yansong looked at Song Xuanhe across from him and said, "The news of your breakup cannot be concealed. Grandpa is worried that someone will use you to achieve their goals."
Song Xuanhe was stunned for a moment, but unlike before, the blank expression on his face was not fake at all.
In his impression, Song Yansong is a person who ranks group interests, family interests, and personal interests from important to unimportant. From the book, Song Xuanhe, the original owner of the Song family who was expelled from the Song family, is an obvious case.
But now, the old man he had always been on guard against said to him in a worried tone, "Grandpa is worried that someone will use you to achieve their goals." Before this, he always thought that the people who most wanted to use him to achieve their goals would be Song Yansong and Song Guochao.
One is for the group and family, the other is for personal ideas. Even though the two have different ideas but the same goal, he has already prepared for all possibilities.
However, what was happening now was beyond his ability to deal with.
The stunned look on his face made Song Yansong think that he was afraid of this matter. He couldn't help but frowned, sweeping away his previous worries, and his expression was dignified and a little harsh: "Everyone must be responsible for their own actions. The way you treated Xiao Yuanmu before doomed you to be in this situation today. Now you have no way out except to face it."
Song Xuanhe blinked, and seeing the old man's stern expression, which was almost the same as his grandfather's, the resistance in his eyes dissipated a little. Seeing the old man's slightly frowned brows because he didn't speak, he smiled and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, Xiao Yuanmu won't do anything to me."
Song Yansong, who knew what Song Xuan had done before, didn't believe it. His eyes were scrutinizing: "How can you be sure?"
"No matter how he and I got together before, we have been together for such a long time, and we broke up peacefully." Song Xuanhe showed a serious and affirmative look on this very deceptive face. He did not feel guilty when he said the second half of the sentence. Instead, he continued: "I know him. He will not and cannot do anything to me."
Song Xuanhe's confident expression made Song Yansong hesitate. Thinking of what he had found in the information, several thoughts flashed through his mind, but he didn't show any of them on his face. He just stood up and said, "In that case, you can go out. They are still waiting downstairs."
After coming out of the study, Song Xuanhe went to his room to take a shower and change clothes before going downstairs refreshed. The same people were downstairs before, except for Song Xuanlin, whom he didn't know where he had gone.
Song Xuan's hair was still a little dry. He was fiddling with it when he looked up and saw the people on the sofa all looking at him. He paused as he was walking down the stairs and asked with a squinting look, "It's so late, your uncle and aunt haven't gone home yet?"
Song Jiabao's father smiled and said, "You were chatting with your dad and you forgot the time. What did you say to the old man just now?"
"Nothing special." Song Xuanhe brushed back the wet hair on his forehead and said nonchalantly, "He just cared about my love life."
"That's something I have to care about." Song Jiabao's father said with a smile: "You are so old now, it's time for me to care about your relationship problems. I heard that you and the president of RE were in a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship before. I wonder how it is going now. Do you have any plans to get married?"
"Uncle doesn't know?" Song Xuanhe walked over to sit next to Li Nian'an and said, "Xiao Yuanmu and I have broken up."
Song Jiabao's father's smiling expression changed slightly, his face became a little stiff, and he said, "You mean to say that your former boyfriend Xiao Yuanmu is really the president of RE?"
"Yes." Song Xuanhe blinked. He had just taken a shower, and his black curly eyelashes were still wet, making him look younger and more innocent. "It's the one my cousin called a butt seller."
"When did I ever scold him..."
Seeing Song Xuanhe looking over here, the shadow of Song Jiabao being beaten by him so hard that he couldn't even make a sound quickly enveloped him. His voice became weaker and weaker. Even his left hand, which the doctor said would not affect his normal life and which he usually felt was almost the same as that of a normal person, suddenly began to hurt. It seemed that the sequelae the doctor mentioned were taking effect.
"How can we take the angry words you say when you young people are arguing seriously?" Song Jiabao's father's stiff expression had not yet relaxed, but he still forced a smile and said, "We are all the same age, and quarreling and fighting can also enhance friendship. Your cousin and Xiao Yuanmu just had some quarrels. You can resolve it quickly if you go and ease the tension."
"Uncle, I can't help you with this matter. Everyone knows that Xiao Yuanmu and I broke up. How can I help him resolve it?"
"But weren't you guys boyfriend and girlfriend before?" Song Jiabao's father said, "There's no set number for young people to break up and get back together. I think you two are a good match. Once you talk it out, you'll naturally get back together."
Hearing this, Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows in surprise and looked at Song Guochao.
Song Guochao noticed his gaze and said with a green face: "Your mother said that I have no right to care about your affairs. It is none of my business who you are with."
Song Xuanhe: "I'm relieved now. I was originally worried that you would let me get back together with Xiao Yuanmu."
"Are you not going to be together anymore?" Song Jiabao looked up, his gaze shrinking a little when he saw Song Xuanhe, but he still said, "Before, you did that for him..."
Song Xuanhe tilted his head, looking puzzled: "What?"
Song Jiabao shrank back: "Nothing."
Song Jiabao's mother frowned in dissatisfaction: "Xuanhe, Jiabao is your brother, why are you scaring him?"
"Did I scare my cousin?" Song Xuanhe's puzzlement became even more evident: "Will I scare him just by asking him a question? It seems that I'd better avoid my cousin when I see him next time."
"How could you scare your cousin? Don't listen to your aunt." Song Jiabao's father glared at his wife, moved his butt towards Song Xuanhe, and said with a smile: "Xuanhe, you know that uncle's company is engaged in air conditioning. The new energy developed by RE is very important to uncle's company. Uncle also knows that you and Xiao Yuanmu have broken up, but there is an old saying that says one night of marriage brings a hundred nights of grace. You two must have feelings for each other. Otherwise, you can help uncle introduce them to each other?"
Song Xuanhe was shocked by Song Jiabao's father's words "one night of love means a hundred nights of grace". Let's not talk about whether he and Xiao Yuanmu had "one night". Even if they did, this sentence cannot be applied to them.
Perhaps it was because Song Xuanhe's expression of rejection was too obvious, Song Jiabao's father advised earnestly: "Don't say uncle, if the medical research and development team that Song invested in some time ago can cooperate with RE, it may quickly occupy a seat in the medical device industry, and there is much more to it. Don't ignore the future development of the entire company because of your momentary emotions."
Song Xuanhe smiled and said, "Uncle, it's useless for you to persuade me. Xiao Yuanmu and I can't get back together, and I can't help you with this."
"I don't care who you get back together with or not." Song Guochao said in a loud voice: "But we must get the cooperation of RE. As a member of the Song family, there is no room for negotiation on this matter."
Li Nian'an grabbed Song Xuanhe's hand and said to Song Guochao, "I just said that no one can force my son to do anything he doesn't want to do."
"Do you think this is just for me? I'm doing this for this company and this family." Song Yansong said with a dark face, "RE's huge commercial value is not just for us, everyone knows it, and that's why it's absolutely of great benefit to the Song Group to get the cooperation first. If nothing else, the stock will soar. Song Xuanhe holds 20% of the company's shares, and he has advantages that no one else has. Why can't he sacrifice for the company?"
"Why should he sacrifice himself for the company?" Li Nian'an said coldly, "If you want to cooperate with RE, then go and negotiate on your own. Don't involve my son."
“You…”
"Father."
Song Xuanlin, who came in from outside, interrupted Song Guochao. He paused when he saw Song Xuanhe sitting next to Li Nian'an, and said, "I received news that the US government is actively contacting RE Group. As for whether the new energy in RE's hands will be monopolized by the government or just a cooperation, maybe there will be a result tomorrow."
If it is monopolized by the United States, then no matter what Song Xuanhe says, it will be useless. Song Guochao closed his open mouth, glanced at Song Xuanhe, then looked away, stood up and left.
Song Jiabao's father frowned, but when he looked at Song Xuanhe, he forced a smile and said, "Xuanhe, why don't you give me Mr. Xiao Yuanmu's contact information? After all, there are still some misunderstandings between your cousin and him. Uncle wants to call him in person to explain the previous misunderstanding."
Song Xuanhe glanced at Song Jiabao's father, who asked, "You don't have one?"
"Yes." Song Xuanhe didn't know what he was thinking of, his lips curled up slightly, and he gave a number.
Song Jiabao's father quickly wrote it down, then couldn't wait to make a call. When the call was connected, he got up and went outside to make the call.
Song Xuanlin walked up to Song Xuanhe and said, "I have something to tell you."
Song Xuanhe had long anticipated that Song Xuanlin would talk to him. In fact, ever since Song Xuanlin said to him "You are my younger brother" last time, he suddenly developed a hobby of talking to him. At that time, he moved to an apartment in the city center immediately after the New Year. In addition to the convenience of the studio, the biggest reason was to avoid talking to Song Xuanlin.
But this time there is no way to avoid it.
Song Xuanhe stood up and followed Song Xuanlin away.
The two walked into the glass greenhouse of the garden and sat on the leisure sofa in the middle. Song Xuanhe looked at Song Xuanlin, waiting for him to speak, but after waiting for a few minutes, Song Xuanlin didn't seem to have any intention of speaking, perhaps he hadn't thought of the words yet.
The temperature was comfortable on a May night. The doors on all four sides of the greenhouse were not closed, and a cool breeze blew gently. Song Xuanhe closed his eyes and relaxed, resting and waiting for Song Xuanlin to think of what he wanted to say.
It was unknown how long it had been, so long that Song Xuanhe felt like he was about to fall asleep, when Song Xuanlin finally spoke. His voice rang faintly in the air: "Do you want to inherit the company?"
Song Xuanhe opened his eyes and saw Song Xuanlin's slightly pursed lips. He asked, "Is that what you want to ask?"
Perhaps Song Xuanhe's expression was too relaxed and incompatible with this serious topic. Song Xuanlin frowned and said, "I know that your relationship with Xiao Yuanmu is not as bad as others think. If you want to inherit the company, he can give you a lot of help."
Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows: "How can you be sure that he will help me?"
"He likes you, and you like him too." Song Xuanlin said calmly, "It's human nature for people who like each other to help each other."
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