"Please wait a moment, I'll go and announce your arrival!"
The butler hurried away without looking back and shouted.
"Master! Master!"
Cheng Dong was still sulking upstairs. Upon hearing of Song Qiao's arrival, his expression immediately turned grim.
With a bang!
He slammed his fist heavily onto the table in front of him.
His resentment was beyond words.
After all, Song Qiao's slap that day had hit him hard.
Not only that, but Song Qiao had also ruined his grand plan!
Just hearing the name made his back and face tingle.
If it weren't for Song Qiao's intimidating status, Cheng Dong would have taken his life long ago!
Why would he ever agree to see him?
"Damn it! He dares to show up again?"
"Kick him out! I'm not seeing him!"
Cheng Dong didn't care what good things Song Qiao might bring.
The thought of Song Qiao's lecherous expression over the past two nights made his teeth itch with anger.
The man he hated had also taken his daughter!
Any father would be so angry they'd spit blood.
Cheng Dong was no exception, and he even felt he had been too merciful for not killing Song Qiao with his own hands!
Of course, the main reason wasn't fear of his daughter becoming a widow, but rather, he dared not.
Just as the butler was nervously preparing to go downstairs to escort Song Qiao out.
He turned to find Song Qiao already standing at the door.
Seeing Song Qiao's smiling face, the butler's eyes went dark, and he nearly fainted from fright.
Cheng Dong was also startled, then his face turned grim as he shouted.
"You're not welcome here, and I'll never acknowledge you as my son-in-law!"
"I'd rather think I raised my daughter for nothing! Get out now!"
Hearing Cheng Dong mention son-in-law, Song Qiao couldn't help but laugh.
He then remembered that due to Xia Yuqing's sudden arrival,
Song Qiao had almost forgotten he had a wife waiting at home for two nights.
However, his wife could wait for now; he had more pressing matters to discuss.
"Ahem... I was actually planning to discuss business within Tongmen with you today."
"Since you refuse, I'll just go talk to Du Qin about it!"
As he spoke, Song Qiao deliberately showed a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
He then turned to leave, making his intentions clear.
"Tongmen business? Du Qin? Wait!"
Hearing Tongmen and Du Qin mentioned together, Cheng Dong immediately understood the gravity of the situation.
Since Tao Fan's death, the situation in the Modu branch had undergone a seismic shift.
The competition for the branch leader was fierce, and the vice leaders, who were previously independent, were now secretly strategizing.
Cheng Dong was no different, as he wanted to become the branch leader more than anyone!
But he had a significant obstacle in his path: Du Qin!
To contend with Du Qin, he had been willing to use his daughter as a pawn in a transaction with the Guo family.
But with Song Qiao's interference, that plan was thoroughly ruined.
Now, Song Qiao stood before him, claiming to have a Tongmen business deal?
Although Cheng Dong didn't believe Song Qiao could offer anything substantial,
He feared that his impulsive refusal might inadvertently benefit Du Qin.
So, Cheng Dong, with great difficulty, suppressed his anger towards Song Qiao and wanted to inquire about the matter.
Hearing this, Song Qiao's lips curved into a sinister smile.
The smile flashed and disappeared. He turned back and walked into the house without ceremony.
He plopped down, even crossing his legs.
He acted as if he truly considered himself the Cheng family's son-in-law.
Seeing Song Qiao's demeanor, Cheng Dong's face was filled with disgust.
His anger was about to overflow.
But Song Qiao's confident attitude made Cheng Dong believe he was indeed discussing something important.
So, he forced himself to be patient and asked again, "What is it!"
With a crack!
Song Qiao pulled out a stone carving from his pocket and placed it on the table.
He pointed to the carving and said with a smile, looking at Cheng Dong.
"No rush, why don't you take a look at this first?"
"What is this?"
The moment Cheng Dong saw the stone carving, his expression became even more exaggerated than Du Qin's.
This was the universal reaction of everyone who saw this item: shock and disbelief!
The shock was understandable, and the disbelief was natural.
No one believed that an item like this would be in the hands of a young man like Song Qiao.
Cheng Dong immediately questioned Song Qiao, "Why do you have this token!"
Song Qiao casually put away the stone carving, treasuring it as he placed it back in his pocket.
He smiled at Cheng Dong and said, "Have you ever wondered why you people are qualified to compete for the position of branch leader here?"
"Why?" Cheng Dong raised his eyebrows, and then his whole body trembled violently.
He stared at Song Qiao in horror, instantly grasping a possibility.
Cheng Dong quickly grabbed the chair to steady himself.
Then, he raised a trembling finger and pointed towards the ceiling.
His voice even began to tremble with unease.
"Could Tao Fan's death be..."
The reason he had a chance to compete for branch leader was that the former leader, Tao Fan, was dead!
The position of branch leader was vacant, necessitating someone to step forward and manage affairs.
He had initially believed Tao Fan was killed by an enemy, but Song Qiao's words carried a dangerous undertone!
Tao Fan's death might not have been a vendetta, but the main branch's doing!
"Shhh~" Song Qiao put a finger to his lips, a sinister smile on his face as he said.
"Tao Fan managed the Modu branch for many years without making any significant contributions."
"The main branch had been dissatisfied with him for a long time."
"So, do you still dare to question my identity now?"
"No, no, no..." Cheng Dong's legs buckled at the words, and he quickly changed his expression.
A forced smile stretched across his wrinkled face as if it were about to flow down.
He stepped forward, gently clasped Song Qiao's finger, and said fawningly.
"Your Excellency, what are your commands?"
"We must have a good talk now, hahahaha..."
Song Qiao smiled slightly, withdrawing his finger from Cheng Dong's grasp.
He daintily took out a tissue and wiped his finger meticulously.
Then, he took out the stone carving from his pocket again and placed it on the table, speaking directly.
"The position of Modu Tongmen branch leader, Du Qin bid 100 million!"
"Now it's up to you, Cheng Dong!"