222: Chapter 221: You Are Insulting My Intelligence 222: Chapter 221: You Are Insulting My Intelligence Watching the group of people standing outside the horse arena waiting for him to start the meeting, Song Yun simply glanced at them before picking a horse and beginning his journey.
Song Yun was having a blast inside with the three ladies, leaving the senior management outside feeling a bit on edge.
What was their leader up to today?
Had they been summoned in a rush just to watch him riding a horse?
“Brother Wu, why did the boss call us here?” one man asked, nudging Wu Li with his elbow.
“I don’t know,” Wu Li replied indifferently, watching Song Yun ride across the arena, a look of expressionlessness on his face.
Damn it, it’s all because of you people.
If it weren’t for your constant coddling of the staff, would they ever dare to be so arrogant?
Now that you’ve annoyed the boss, let’s see how you handle it.
Zhao Yan was the last to arrive and, upon seeing everyone gathered outside watching Song Yun ride, she asked in confusion, “Didn’t the boss say we were going to have a meeting?
Is it over already?”
“The meeting hasn’t started yet,” Wu Li said with a smile, then pulled Zhao Yan aside and whispered, “I’ll give you a heads-up.
The boss is really angry today, so I think he’s going to start cracking down on discipline.”
“What’s going on?” Zhao Yan asked, frowning.
So Wu Li told her everything he had seen and what Song Yun had said to him, leading Zhao Yan to fall into deep thought.
Meanwhile, Song Yun, still enjoying himself in the horse arena, had no time to worry about what they were thinking.
He knew that whatever he decided, they would just have to follow.
Although Song Yun often sought everyone’s opinions on some matters, when it came to the final decision, it was always up to him.
Observing Xiao Qing cautiously sitting on the horse, Song Yun rode up beside her, leaned over quickly, and plucked a flower from the ground beside the trail, inserting it beside her ear.
Xiao Qing had not even realized what had happened when Song Yun sped past her like a gust of wind, leaving her with a flower beside her head.
“Senior Brother Song, wait for me,” Xiao Qing impulsively kicked her horse’s belly, prompting the horse to break free from the coachman’s leading rope and gallop away.
Having never ridden before, she naturally didn’t know about a horse’s nature, and now she found herself in quite a predicament.
Watching the screaming Xiao Qing, Song Yun grew anxious.
What if she falls off?
This wasn’t just a simple fall.
If things got worse and she got trampled by the hooves, it could peel off a layer of skin, if not kill her.
Song Yun quickly chased after Xiao Qing and, upon catching up, said to her, who had her eyes shut tight and was clinging to the reins, “Xiaoqing, open your eyes first.
Don’t be afraid, trust me; I’m here and won’t let you fall.”
Listening obediently, Xiao Qing opened her tear-filled eyes and looked at Song Yun.
“Senior Brother Song, please save me quickly.
How…
how is this horse so wild?”
“Don’t worry, I’ll definitely get you down,” Song Yun said resolutely.
Then he slapped the horse he was riding hard on the rear, causing it to speed up.
As he moved closer to Xiao Qing, he instructed, “Xiaoqing, listen to me.
Hand me your right hand, yes, and keep gripping the reins with your left hand.”
Once he grabbed her right hand, Song Yun pulled vigorously, and Xiao Qing was launched into the air before plummeting into Song Yun’s arms.
He then slowed down and, while looking at the terrified, teary-eyed Xiao Qing, he said with a laugh, “Stop crying; you won’t look pretty if you keep this up.”
“Sob, I was really scared just now,” Xiao Qing said with a choked voice.
“There, there, I’ve already rescued you, haven’t I?
If you keep crying, your eyes will swell up like peaches, and how will you go out tomorrow?” Song Yun joked.
By this time, Qingluan and the managers had also hurried over.
After handing off Xiao Qing to Li Shishi and Qingluan to be comforted, Song Yun silently led his horse at the front, reins in hand.
The high-ranking officials exchanged glances, none of them sure what Song Yun was thinking.
What was on Song Yun’s mind?
Of course, it was the desire to chop all these bastards up.
Damn it, not only was the staff quality low, but the quality of the horses was too.
These horses still retained some of their wildness and weren’t fully tamed.
Fortunately, he was here today; what would they have done if he wasn’t?
Thinking about running a horse arena at this level…did these bastards think it was that simple?
As Song Yun walked silently and stern, the onlookers were trembling in fear.
They hadn’t known why Song Yun had called them here initially, and now that something had happened to their sister-in-law, Brother Song was bound to be furious.
Reaching the stable, Song Yun handed the reins to the coachman, his face alternating between sunshine and storm as he coldly chuckled at the group, “You are really something.”
This statement made them break into a cold sweat, all of them pale and avoiding eye contact with Song Yun.
Leading the way, Song Yun entered the general manager’s office and, looking at his subordinates, said, “Today I only came here to experience the horse arena’s facilities, and I have just three words: not satisfied.”
“If you want me to spell out the issues, I might as well set this place on fire,” Song Yun said as he leaned back in his chair, propping his legs up on the table, “I was pretty happy when I first heard the horse arena was open for business, but from the moment I stepped into this place, I haven’t been happy once.
Can anyone tell me why?”
“Huh?
Who the hell can tell me why?” Song Yun suddenly exploded, hurling a pillow into the crowd as he yelled, “Staff who should treat customers as kings have no self-discipline, and the supposedly tame horses are breaking free from human control.
Tell me, are you really running a horse arena here, or is everyone’s brain addled?
Have you been running nightclubs so long you think you can apply that same nonsense here?”
The questioned crowd wiped away their cold sweat, keeping their heads down.
Seeing this, Song Yun grew even angrier.
“What is a horse arena?
Abroad, it’s a place for the wealthy to socialize, staffed by well-mannered employees, set in a beautiful environment conducive to discussing business.
And our horse arena?
It’s chaotic and overcrowded.
Are you trying to say this is good for business?”
“Do you really treat a horse arena as a bar or nightclub?
The people want exclusivity, the feeling that I can come in but you can’t.
What have you done?
Is there a hole in your brain, treating this like a marketplace, gleefully waiting to take money?
You’re insulting my intelligence,” Song Yun said coldly.