The voice paused, and Youyou turned his head, his gaze falling on Song Jun standing beside him. "Song Jun betrayed Qing Muye, so he naturally won't be used again."
"That's interesting."
Anthony's interest was piqued, and he waited for more.
"Last time in Country C, Qing Muye sneaked into the castle for Meng Jingwei, but he didn't inform Song Jun of the plan, which led to Song Jun being captured and tortured. However, the kid was tough and didn't reveal any classified information no matter how much we tortured him. In the end, we injected him with a special serum, and only then did we extract a bit of useful information."
"But for this, Qing Muye found out afterwards. Although Qing Muye didn't say anything on the surface, he arranged for Song Jun to recover in Country C. Country C was not his territory to begin with, and letting Song Jun recover there clearly showed he was treated as a discarded piece. To put it plainly, Qing Muye believed that Song Jun had leaked his secrets because he couldn't withstand torture, thus betraying him."
At this point, Xiao Cheng's eyebrows slightly rose. His face, weathered by time and experience, showed a sneer. "Hahaha... Qing Muye could never have imagined that his excessive suspicion would create an opportunity for me."
Anthony pondered, his unfathomable gaze fixed on Song Jun.
He was wearing a loose black tracksuit and a black baseball cap. The face revealed still bore pale scars from where scabs had fallen off.
His hands also bore clearly visible wounds.
"You betrayed Qing Muye. Aren't you afraid he'll retaliate and kill your brother?"
Anthony remained wary of Song Jun.
He dared not trust anyone who had been close to Qing Muye easily.
"One, I wouldn't be so foolish as to not protect myself; two, I wouldn't give him the chance." Song Jun's dim eyes emanated a hint of ruthlessness.
Anthony sipped his wine, leisurely enjoying it. "You can betray Qing Muye today, and you'll betray me tomorrow. I don't use people like that."
As he spoke, Xiao Cheng frowned, his face etched with disbelief.
"Hmph, truly like him, arrogant!"
Song Jun snorted coldly and looked up at Xiao Cheng. "Since you don't trust me, there's no need for us to cooperate. Please give me the promised remuneration. I won't bother you again in the future."
When he revealed the information to Xiao Cheng, they had discussed a reward of fifty million.
Since they were no longer cooperating, this money was naturally due.
Xiao Cheng looked at Song Jun, then at Anthony. Anthony gave him a meaningful look.
Understanding immediately, Xiao Cheng took out his wallet and handed Song Jun a check for fifty million that he had prepared. "What is yours, I won't withhold a single cent."
Looking at the thin check with its string of zeros, Song Jun took it, counted it, confirmed the amount was correct, and then turned to leave.
He didn't even say goodbye to either of them as he departed.
Bang!
The room door slammed shut heavily.
Xiao Cheng asked, puzzled, "He's gone this far, and you still don't trust him?"
"I, Anthony, never trust anyone easily. However..."
He paused, tapping the rim of his wine glass with his right index finger, and said meaningfully, "Being his right-hand man, his capabilities are certainly not to be underestimated. This person isn't entirely unusable."
"What do you mean?"
"I have my own arrangements."
Anthony did not disclose his plan to Xiao Cheng, but instead asked Xiao Cheng for Song Jun's contact information.
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Hospital.
After comforting Meng Jingwei, Qing Muye held her hand and said gently, "A'wei, I have to go on a business trip abroad and won't be here for a few days. You must take good care of yourself."