At the entrance of the reception room.
After hearing Song Qiao's words, Dong Peng's expression stiffened slightly, but he soon revealed a knowing smile.
"Song Qiao, after all these years, you truly haven't changed a bit."
His words were filled with emotion, and as he looked at the familiar face, he couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.
"You were like this when you were poor, and you're still so spirited now that you're wealthy."
"I'm looking forward to it."
He praised, then turned to leave.
"Hey, what's going on? Why does Dong Peng seem... happy? Isn't he angry at all?"
Wu Meng was utterly confused. Song Qiao's attempt to persuade had failed, and he was determined to fight, yet Dong Peng wasn't angry.
Why was that?
Song Qiao smiled slightly, looking at Wu Meng's perplexed expression with a hint of self-satisfaction and pride.
He had always kept his relationship with Dong Peng a secret, rarely mentioning it to others, precisely because he cherished their brotherhood.
Dong Peng felt the same; their bond was something outsiders couldn't comprehend.
Despite not seeing each other for many years, he could sense that their relationship had never changed. Dong Peng's visit was more of a reminder than a persuasion.
However, with Li Bingqing's return, things were certainly becoming interesting.
Soon, half an hour later, Ye Zhiwei rushed to Xinkai Group.
Worry was etched all over her delicate, melon-seed-shaped face.
"This Li Bingqing is really relentless. Song Qiao, what should we do?"
"She's definitely not going to let this go now that she's back."
In the office, Ye Zhiwei paced back and forth, her face a picture of anxiety. This matter had driven her to distraction.
Li Bingqing had returned from seeking help in the capital, and the first target would undoubtedly be Lanhai Industrial.
"Don't worry, it's just Li Bingqing. What's there to be anxious about?"
"What do you mean, 'just Li Bingqing'?"
Ye Zhiwei frowned, her expression growing more anxious.
"She represents the Li family! The Li family from the capital!"
She glanced over to see Song Qiao still lounging with his legs crossed, his face calm, and muttered.
"You're not worried. With Li Bingqing back, she'll surely target us at Lanhai Industrial first. What if I can't hold on then?"
She sounded a bit wronged, but Song Qiao shook his head slightly.
"Don't worry. Li Bingqing's primary objective upon her return will be to deal with Xinkai."
"This time, she'll prioritize eliminating Xinkai Capital before targeting Lanhai Industrial."
Hearing this, Wu Meng's face immediately showed concern.
Prioritize Xinkai?
How could Xinkai withstand the Li family? This was going to be a real problem.
Her worry grew, and various thoughts raced through her mind.
If Xinkai Group had to confront Li Bingqing directly, it would lead to a series of troubles. Then...
The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. Just as she was about to ask, Song Qiao's phone suddenly received a text message.
The sender was Li Bingqing:
'Song Qiao, I have some business ideas upon my return and would like to discuss them with you in person. I'd like to treat you to a meal. Let's set the time for three days from now...'
Li Bingqing's overt invitation in the message made Song Qiao raise an eyebrow.
Was this woman planning a banquet of sorts?
Ye Zhiwei, leaning over, saw the message and clenched her small fists.
"She's inviting you to dinner?"
"Hmph, this Li Bingqing surely has no good intentions. She might be inviting you to find an opportunity to harm you. You'd best not go."
However, Song Qiao shook his head slightly.
"If I don't go, wouldn't that be telling everyone I'm afraid?"
"But if you go, she'll definitely target you."
Song Qiao put down his phone.
"Even if I don't go, she'll still target me if she intends to."
Ye Zhiwei was very worried.
"No, you can't go alone. I'm going with you. Even if we have to die, I'll die with you."
Her words startled Song Qiao.
"No, what do you mean 'I'm going to my death'?"
"That woman is just a defeated opponent. What kind of trouble can she stir up?"
"I'm going for a meal, not to fight a war."
"But..."
Ye Zhiwei tried to say more, but was interrupted by a sentence.
"Alright, don't worry. I have a plan for this."
Beside them, Wu Meng listened with extreme worry.
Li Bingqing had invited so many factions with her return. Song Qiao was simply too confident.
Li Bingqing and Mo Ling were already difficult to deal with in the business world, and now they had the backing of the capital. If they failed, the consequences would be unimaginable.
No, she had to make Song Qiao vigilant.
Just as she was about to say something, the office door was suddenly knocked upon again.
"Boss Song, we meet again."
At the door appeared Mo Ling, whom she had just seen at the villa at noon.
This woman had returned again. Song Qiao raised an eyebrow.
"Why are you here?"
"Why can't I be here?"
Mo Ling snorted coldly, her face filled with defiance.
Song Qiao smiled.
"Heh heh, it's quite lively today. It seems many people are eager for this upcoming battle."
"Shouldn't I also prepare myself properly?"
Mo Ling scanned the office as she heard this. Just as she had predicted, Ye Zhiwei was indeed present.
Of course, she and Song Qiao were in cahoots, so they would be together at a time like this.
"Hmph, I'm here to warn you."
"Song Qiao, this is our final offer. If you want to live, withdraw immediately and beg for mercy."
Her cold words instantly dropped the temperature in the office to freezing.
Wu Meng, standing beside them, trembled all over.
If you want to live, withdraw? Was this conflict so terrifying?
Was this not just a business dispute, but a threat to their very lives...?
For a moment, she felt afraid. Sometimes, the affairs of the business world were truly chilling.
Ye Zhiwei, beside her, also froze.
It seemed Li Bingqing was determined to settle things once and for all this time.
Perhaps after this, either her Lanhai Industrial would cease to exist, or Li Bingqing would disappear. There was no room for reconciliation.
The atmosphere in the entire office was so oppressive it was hard to breathe.
The storm was brewing, and everyone was mentally prepared.
But at this tense and serious moment, Song Qiao casually propped his legs on the desk, his face relaxed and at ease.
"Mo Ling, I have something to tell you as well."
"This time, I will be the one who lives, and you will be the ones who die."