"You scoundrel..."
Li Bingqing was both embarrassed and angry.
He had harassed her in front of everyone repeatedly.
Song Qiao, that man was a complete rogue.
"You should focus on how to deal with today's mess."
However, even more flustered than Li Bingqing was Zheng Shan.
One was the general manager of Xinkai Capital and a security instructor, Song Qiao, his business partner.
The other was a foreign guest, the young master of a Korean chaebol.
If the two of them truly escalated things and started shooting, his future would be in jeopardy.
"Song Qiao, just take my advice."
Holding Song Qiao's shoulder, Zheng Shan's face was earnest, practically begging on his knees.
"Please, please don't make a big scene, please don't draw a gun."
"Even if not for yourself, do it for your wife and children, and for the career you're just starting to build."
"There's no need to ruin your entire life for someone like him."
"Old Zheng, you still don't trust me?"
Song Qiao smiled, spreading his hands. "I always know what I'm doing."
Zheng Shan almost cursed him, calling him a liar.
How many times had this guy gotten into trouble, forcing him to clean up the mess?
"Don't worry, I don't need a gun to finish him."
Hearing this, it was Cui Haoze who exploded first.
He glared at Song Qiao, gritting his teeth.
"I really don't believe it. You're just relying on your position in the security department."
"If you don't use a gun, I'd like to see how you plan to finish me."
Song Qiao looked at him with a strange expression.
This was the first time he had seen someone actively seeking death.
"Then I'll grant your wish."
With that, Song Qiao took out his phone and calmly dialed a number.
"Hello, Boss Song, what are your orders?"
The voice on the other end was rough, responding in broken Chinese.
It seemed Song Qiao was also contacting a foreigner.
"You can come over now. I'm waiting at the luxury goods store in the downtown mall."
As Song Qiao hung up, he shrugged and looked at the provincial governor, whose eyes darted nervously, with an innocent expression.
"He asked for this himself, and I'll follow your rules, not embarrass you."
"Song, I admit you have some skills."
Cui Haoze still didn't believe it. He straightened his back, his expression arrogant.
"But if you think you can kill me, you're a hundred years too early!"
However, Song Qiao seemed not to hear his taunts.
He had his arms around Li Bingqing, his hands not entirely well-behaved.
"Hmm, who did you call? Can they really handle him?"
Li Bingqing asked, curious. After all, he was the young master of a Korean chaebol.
Ordinary gangsters wouldn't be able to deal with him.
"You still don't trust me? Just wait and see."
Song Qiao looked confident.
Then, he teased Li Bingqing.
"Don't forget, your main task is to plan how to properly serve me tonight."
Hearing this, Li Bingqing stomped on his foot in anger.
"You scoundrel, all you know is how to be a pervert, you're endless."
"If I'm a scoundrel, then aren't you a little bitch?"
Song Qiao bantered.
However, soon everyone's attention shifted to the new convoy of off-road vehicles.
More than a dozen men jumped out of the cars, all burly and muscular, their suits almost bursting at the seams.
"Avaska?"
Cui Haoze was shocked, rubbing his eyes in disbelief.
Avaska was one of the oligarchs from Snow Country, his status as prominent as his father's.
Moreover, his father's Guangxin Chaebol had recently cooperated with them.
"Mr. Avaska, it's been a long time."
Seeing this, Cui Haoze immediately approached and bowed respectfully.
To his surprise, Avaska looked disgusted and slapped Cui Haoze's hand away.
"Do I know you? What are you, anyway?"
"My father... has a cooperation with you. I saw you at a banquet."
Hearing this, Cui Haoze was about to explain.
However, he saw the other man bypass him, opening his arms.
"Mr. Song, we meet again."
Song Qiao sighed helplessly and had to embrace him.
"You, you actually know Mr. Avaska."
Cui Haoze's throat bobbed as he swallowed, his eyes bewildered.
Could it be that Song Qiao's reinforcements were him?
"Mr. Song, who are these people?"
Looking around, only Zheng Shan commanded a slight sense of respect.
Avaska spoke slowly, "The richest man sent me to help you."
"Mr. Avaska, you might have the wrong person."
Cui Haoze rushed forward, his expression incredulous, to interrupt.
"He's just the boss of Xinkai Capital, some nouveau riche!"
"It's the richest man's order, what do you think?"
Avaska rolled his eyes at him.
As a Snow Country oligarch who had fought his way through the harshest business world,
he looked down on second-generation rich kids like Cui Haoze who flaunted their parents' prestige.
"Besides, Mr. Song just cooperated with the richest man in Ruiguo, pointing out our loopholes."
"We are very grateful to Mr. Song."
Song Qiao's earlier plan for Lunyatak clearly pleased both sides.
Although the Snow Country oligarchs withdrew their capital due to losses, they also timely re-planned to avoid greater damage.
All seasoned foxes in the business world, the Snow Country oligarchs understood Song Qiao's intentions.
Therefore, they were more grateful than anything.
Hearing this, Cui Haoze became even more panicked.
Today's events seemed to have spiraled out of his control.
"You, you can't do anything to me."
Cui Haoze gritted his teeth and threatened them, pointing at their noses.
"Our Guangxin Group is one of the top chaebols in Korea."
"I, I am the future successor of Guangxin Group. I, I can't die here!"
"What the hell is this guy doing?"
Looking at the crazy, incoherent Cui Haoze,
Avaska frowned, saying with disdain.
"What is Guangxin Group? Your projects are all in cooperation with me."
"If I want to cancel them, it's just a word. Even your father wouldn't dare to shout at me, so what are you, a little dog?"
These words broke Cui Haoze's psychological defense.
Having come to China, as a foreign guest, he had always been arrogant and domineering, and no one dared to resist him.
But today, being humiliated repeatedly, his inner self was on the verge of madness.
"Avaska, you need to realize that we represent the top chaebols of Snow Country and Korea."
Impulse overcame reason. He pointed at Avaska's nose, gritting his teeth and saying.
"I suggest you think carefully and don't be deceived by people with ulterior motives."
Hearing this, Avaska frowned, then looked at Song Qiao.
"Can I deal with this guy freely?"
His words implied that Song Qiao was in charge.
"As you wish."
Song Qiao said indifferently.
The next moment, Avaska waved his hand.
Those burly Snow Country men immediately surrounded Cui Haoze.
Compared to them, Cui Haoze was like a little chick.
"Beat him!"
As soon as the words fell, the bodyguards began punching, one after another, without hesitation.
"Song Qiao, if this continues, someone will die."
Zheng Shan was amazed by Song Qiao's influence, but also worried that something serious would happen.
He glanced at Cui Haoze, who was already bruised and swollen, likely barely clinging to life.
"That's enough, stop."