Seeing the cheers of the crowd, Song Qiao's smile gradually widened.
Shen Furen and Cui Haoze, on the other hand, left dejectedly, instantly disappearing into the crowd.
As Deng Yihan had said, no matter how powerful they were outside, this was not their territory, but their Huaguo! It was the domain of the Chinese people!
No matter what they did, could they really overturn the sky?
Song Qiao retracted his gaze, smiled faintly, pulled Xia Xueqing, who was watching the lively scene with great interest, into his arms, and patted her back.
"It's alright now, let's have some fun."
Xia Xueqing's face blushed slightly. She struggled and got up from his embrace, looking at Song Qiao with a smile in her eyes.
"You, you've really made a name for yourself. I never thought you'd become a bar owner in such a short time."
As she spoke, Xia Xueqing winked, her face full of teasing.
Seeing Xia Xueqing like this, Song Qiao laughed heartily. He gently kissed her forehead and, with a doting gaze, played along with her words, feigning heartbreak and covering his chest with his hand, sighing softly.
"Although I've become a bar owner, I paid a considerable price. That was a hundred million, how long will it take to earn that back?"
He spoke with a pained expression.
Xia Xueqing couldn't help but stifle a chuckle, covering her red lips with her hands, and laughed heartily.
Not only Xia Xueqing, but even Deng Yihan, who had been watching the commotion, was amused. Her beautiful eyes blinked a few times, and she whispered to Song Qiao.
"Don't be so sad, I transferred ten billion to your account a long time ago."
"Oh, don't look at me like that. It's not that the Deng family's money is the forty billion you transferred to me earlier. I took a portion from it."
Even so, Song Qiao couldn't help but sigh. "If that's the case, you're quite good to me. And you're under so much pressure, aren't you considering coming to my place to let me help you relax?"
Unsurprisingly, his waist was twisted again, but Song Qiao held Xia Xueqing tighter and still smiled at Deng Yihan.
Deng Yihan rolled her eyes, looking annoyed. "Hey, you guy, don't be so unfaithful. You're holding one, and you're still looking at others."
However, when she spoke of the money transferred to Song Qiao's account, Deng Yihan's tone softened.
"That money belonged to you anyway. It was taken from the forty billion you transferred to the Deng family earlier."
That made sense.
Song Qiao nodded and didn't dwell on the matter.
At this moment, Xia Xueqing patted Song Qiao's chest and looked up, breathing slightly heavily. She gave him a reproachful look, then glanced in the direction of the crowd and asked.
"That Mrs. earlier, she had such a strong presence."
Deng Yihan nodded. "She's a chaebol's wife, after all. Even if her husband is dead, she, as his wife, can hold the whole situation together."
"The wives of those chaebols are not ordinary people."
Song Qiao narrowed his eyes. "I just wonder what business this chaebol's wife has in our Huaguo."
"It's probably about Cui Haoze's work matters," Deng Yihan mused, answering casually. "After all, even among chaebols, there's a lot of internal competition. It's not a dictatorship. If your subordinates don't perform well, you don't look good either."
Her subordinates were clumsy, losing such a huge sum of money, and they were still throwing money into it. Shen Furen was certainly displeased.
As she spoke, Deng Yihan tidied her hair. This head of red hair made her look a bit wilder than usual.
"Why are you suddenly asking this? Are you interested in it?"
"No, I was just asking," Song Qiao shook his head. This was other people's business, it had nothing to do with him, and it wouldn't fall on him anyway.
Since that was the case, Deng Yihan shrugged, glanced at the time on her watch, pursed her red lips, smiled faintly, and said softly.
"Then I'll be going. It's getting late, so you two shouldn't stay out too late either."
Just as she was about to leave, Deng Yihan suddenly remembered something. She turned her head to look at Song Qiao, a smile in her eyes, and teased.
"Also, you must come and see the car exhibition our Deng family is holding soon. If I don't see you there, I'll be angry."
Hearing this, Song Qiao laughed heartily and nodded.
"Don't worry, I'll definitely be there."
With that, Deng Yihan waved at them and left, without a trace.
Xia Xueqing couldn't help but sigh at her dashing and swift departure.
"Speaking of which, Deng Yihan is quite cool. This look is also nice, but she probably dyed her hair for a temporary stylish look during work hours."
Song Qiao was deep in thought at her words. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then looked up in the direction Deng Yihan had left and nodded, responding with great agreement.
"It is indeed quite large."
His response was completely off the mark.
Xia Xueqing was stunned for a long time by this non-sequitur reply. When she came to her senses, her face turned extremely red. She pounded Song Qiao's chest with her fists, her eyes misted over, and she gritted her teeth angrily, chiding him.
"What are you talking about? What do you fill your head with every day? You're such a pervert."
Song Qiao grinned, revealing a row of white teeth. He pulled Xia Xueqing into his arms, cupped her face with both hands, and kissed her lips fiercely.
The night was spent wildly playing at the bar by the two of them, and only when Xia Xueqing was tired did Song Qiao take her away.
Just as they were about to leave, a person from Joseon walked up, holding a check, and respectfully handed it to Song Qiao.
"This is the 100 million you are owed."
"Cui Haoze has admitted defeat. This is the gambling money between you. Madam Shen is giving it to you on his behalf."
After accepting the check, Song Qiao watched the Joseon person leave and couldn't help but sigh.
"I didn't expect this woman to have such nerve."
As he spoke, Song Qiao smiled, rubbed Xia Xueqing's cheek, and took her away.
Meanwhile, on this side, Cui Haoze was filled with resentment after admitting defeat, clenching his fists and gritting his teeth. The thought of Song Qiao possibly gloating made him feel uncomfortable all over. He looked up at Shen Furen.
"Madam, are we just going to compromise like this?"
Shen Furen's expression was equally grim. "Useless!"
Looking at Cui Haoze, Shen Furen's gaze was extremely cold, making Cui Haoze's heart tighten. He lowered his head.
"If it weren't for your incompetence and inability to get things done, would I have lost this hundred million? You're completely useless. Not only is the money gone, but the bar is also handed over!"
"I'm sorry, Madam." Cui Haoze shrunk his head like a quail, apologizing in terror.
At the same time, his hatred for Song Qiao grew even more intense.
It was all because of him!