"You are simply unreasonable!"
In the office, Mo Ling was so angry at Song Qiao's words that she stomped her feet.
She had actually come this time to issue a warning in advance, so that the two parties would not completely fall out. But not only did Song Qiao not appreciate it, he even said that they would be the ones to die.
"Song Qiao, don't think that we have exhausted all our options and have no recourse against you. We just don't want to use special means to deal with you."
In business, besides resolving matters through legitimate business tactics, there were naturally many special means.
For instance, making a rival boss disappear was a very simple and effective method.
Mo Ling had come this time precisely because she feared it would escalate to this point, so she wanted to persuade them in advance. However, she was so angered by Song Qiao that her chest felt heavy.
Helpless, he could only turn to Ye Zhiwei beside him.
"Ye Zhiwei, I advise you to think carefully. If you concede defeat now, you can at least maintain some dignity. When you truly lose, the outcome for you and your Ye's will be very grim."
Since Song Qiao could not be persuaded, he could only try to influence Ye Zhiwei.
In her impression, this woman used to be very frail.
"Regardless of how things were between us before, I actually don't want to see that kind of outcome."
However, Ye Zhiwei was not polite at all.
"What do you mean you don't want to see that kind of outcome? Are you implying I provoked you first?"
She was so angry she wanted to laugh.
"It was you who didn't give me a chance before. It was you who made the first move against Lan Hai Industries."
"We've fought to this point, and now you want me to concede? Mo Ling, do you think that's possible?"
Only now did Ye Zhiwei truly exhibit the demeanor of a strong woman.
"No matter what, I, Ye Zhiwei, will absolutely not concede. I will attend the dinner three days from now with Song Qiao. Bring on whatever moves you have."
In the office, Ye Zhiwei's tough stance even surprised Song Qiao. Who had this girl learned to be so resolute from?
Mo Ling was almost driven mad.
Why were both of them refusing to listen to advice? Did they really think someone could contend with them?
"Fine! Fine!"
"Ye Zhiwei, you remember what you said today. You will regret it!"
As she spoke, she glared at Song Qiao again.
"And you, Song Qiao!"
"This is your last chance. Are you sure you want to oppose our Glorious Group to the bitter end?"
Song Qiao merely shrugged. Before he could speak, Ye Zhiwei interjected angrily.
"Hurry up and get out. You are not welcome here!"
Ye Zhiwei pouted and retorted again.
Mo Ling clenched her fists in anger, cast a hateful glance at the two of them, and could only turn to leave.
The office door slammed shut with a bang, making Wu Meng, who was standing nearby, tremble. Her eyes blinked slightly, and she looked at Song Qiao and Ye Zhiwei, thinking that these two were too unyielding.
Even if they couldn't reach an agreement, they could at least say a few pleasant words. If they couldn't defeat the other party later, they could beg for mercy.
But she didn't know that the two sides had already fallen out completely.
It was Ye Zhiwei's tough attitude that surprised Song Qiao somewhat. He stared at this girl for quite some time.
"What are you looking at? There's nothing on my face."
Ye Zhiwei blushed slightly and glared.
"I'm just admiring our Iron Lady."
Song Qiao teased.
"Why are you suddenly so tough today?"
"Hmph, I learned it from you. You were always so tough and never backed down. I have to keep up with the times."
Ye Zhiwei snorted lightly, but there was a hint of pride in her tone.
"Besides, there's no room for reconciliation between me and Glorious Group. They failed to assassinate me last time, so now it has to be a fight to the death."
Song Qiao sighed upon hearing this.
Yes, there was no room for reconciliation.
If he hadn't been there last time, Ye Zhiwei would probably have met with disaster. Someone like Li Bingqing was extremely ruthless; even conceding defeat would be useless.
"Don't worry, we'll just have a free meal at her expense in three days."
Song Qiao waved his hand, signaling her to relax.
Wu Meng, seeing Song Qiao's nonchalance, couldn't help but speak up.
"Song Qiao, why aren't you worried at all?"
She was now extremely anxious, after all, Mo Ling had openly declared war by coming to their doorstep, and Li Bingqing had mobilized so many helpers from the capital. The dinner in three days would definitely be a major problem.
But Song Qiao wasn't worried at all.
"Song Qiao, I think we should take this matter seriously. Even though Xin Kai is very powerful, that Li Bingqing is also very formidable."
Wu Ping was filled with anxiety and unease. Since the other party had returned from the capital, it meant they had definitely found a way to deal with Song Qiao.
"Don't worry, I understand."
Song Qiao leaned back lazily in his chair, still unconcerned, appearing to be fully confident.
Wu Meng sighed and gave up.
In the afternoon, after Song Qiao had handled a few company documents, the phone on his desk rang. However, the caller ID was not a normal phone number.
"Security Department."
Seeing the exclusive short number, Song Qiao frowned slightly. The Security Department rarely called him proactively.
After picking up the phone, a stern voice replied.
"Hello! Coach Song, is that you?"
"Yes."
"That's great. I'm the captain of the Security Department. My name is Zhou Er."
"Hello, Captain Zhou. What can I do for you?"
Song Qiao knew few people in the Security Department, so he replied politely.
"Oh, it's like this. Someone in the Security Department specifically requested to see you. We hope Coach Song can spare some time this afternoon to come over."
"They want to see me?"
"Yes, it's not convenient to say on the phone. Coach Song will know when you get here."