After everyone dispersed, as soon as Song Qiao and Xia Yuqing, husband and wife, walked out of the conference room, Xia Yuqing couldn't help but change her expression.
"Song Qiao, how could you make decisions for me without authorization? That's the Chen Group. How could I possibly get them to cooperate with me?"
"President Ma was clearly making things difficult for us, yet you directly agreed to it on my behalf."
"It's alright, my dear wife, I believe you are fully capable of it."
Song Qiao smiled and patted his wife's shoulder, signaling her to relax and simply prepare diligently.
Since he dared to agree to this matter, it meant he had absolute confidence.
After his wife left, he directly called Chen Tong.
"President Chen, I need your help with something."
Upon the call connecting, Song Qiao spoke directly.
"Boss Song, please tell me. As long as I, Chen Tong, can help, I will do my utmost." Chen Tong replied readily.
Ever since Song Qiao indirectly saved his daughter last time, Chen Tong had already considered him as one of his own. Therefore, he naturally agreed to Song Qiao's request without any hesitation.
"President Chen, if your company has any promotional projects, could you allocate some to our Tianhong? My wife is just starting out and needs some experience, so I would need President Chen's support."
Seeing his eager agreement, Song Qiao directly stated his request.
"Oh, it's about that. Of course, there's no problem. We've just established a subsidiary and are in need of advertising. If Boss Song needs it, have them contact you for promotion."
Chen Tong thought for a moment and directly handed over a project to Song Qiao.
"Then I am truly grateful, President Chen. I'll have my wife contact you later, and we'll sign the contract then."
"Rest assured, although our Tianhong is not large in scale currently, we will definitely provide you with satisfactory results in terms of promotional capabilities."
Song Qiao was surprised that the other party had arranged a project for him so quickly and said gratefully.
"Boss Song, you're too kind. We are friends, after all."
After a few pleasantries, Chen Tong and Song Qiao hung up the phone.
With all matters now properly resolved, Song Qiao finally relaxed completely. In a good mood, he strolled to a bar, intending to have a few drinks alone as a way to unwind after the past few days.
It was around two or three in the afternoon, and there were hardly any people in the bar. Only a woman was leisurely drinking red wine by herself, seemingly waiting for someone.
Song Qiao merely glanced at her casually, but in the next second, his heart was stirred by a tempest.
The reason was simple: Song Qiao recognized the young woman.
In a state of extreme shock, Song Qiao's thoughts gradually drifted back to some memories from before his rebirth.
In his previous life, about twenty years ago, Song Qiao had experienced an investment failure before rising to prominence, pushing him to a dead end.
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"Song Qiao, on behalf of Blue Sea Industries, I fully support you in this matter. I hope you can get through this difficult time."
Ye Zhiwei tightly gripped a bank card and resolutely handed it to Song Qiao.
Song Qiao looked haggard, his eyes bloodshot, clearly having not rested well for a long time.
After a long hesitation, he shakily took the bank card from her.
"Zhiwei, I, Song Qiao, will remember the help you and Blue Sea have given me today."
"When I make a comeback in the future, I swear I will clear all competitors for Blue Sea and make it the leader in the industry!"
Although Song Qiao was not in good spirits, his eyes flashed with strong dominance and confidence as he said this.
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"Song Qiao, thanks to you this time, you helped Blue Sea resolve its competitors."
"Otherwise, we really wouldn't know what to do."
Ye Zhiwei looked at the financial report in her hands, wiped away the tears of excitement from her eyes, and rushed to embrace Song Qiao.
No one had expected that Song Qiao's casual remark back then would actually be fulfilled!
"Song Qiao, I, I want to..."
As Ye Zhiwei spoke, a blush appeared on her face.
"Zhiwei, I'm sorry, I understand what you mean, but I really cannot agree."
Song Qiao shook his head, gently pushed her away, and resolutely left the Blue Sea headquarters, leaving Ye Zhiwei standing alone, silently weeping.
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As Song Qiao was lost in his memories, Ye Zhiwei seemed to receive a phone call and then left the bar in a hurry.
She didn't even wait for the waiter to make change after paying the bill.
Thinking of this, Song Qiao immediately put down his wine glass without drawing attention and quietly followed her.
According to his past life's memory, the other party had once encountered an assassination attempt in this area. At that time, Ye Zhiwei was stabbed three times, bleeding profusely, and had to be in intensive care for three days and nights before she woke up from her coma.
As one of the few close friends he had in his previous life, Song Qiao naturally would not stand by and watch her be attacked again today.
Following her to the entrance of a restaurant, Song Qiao finally confirmed it was the correct location.
He could no longer hold back and immediately lunged forward, grabbing her wrist.
"Who are you? What are you doing?"
Ye Zhiwei did not recognize Song Qiao at this moment and exclaimed upon seeing his actions.
Subconsciously, she mistook Song Qiao for a pervert harassing her.
After all, she had been exceptionally beautiful since childhood and had often been harassed by lecherous men with ill intentions.
"Don't make a sound, quickly come with me."
Song Qiao didn't know how to explain to her at the moment. With the situation being urgent, he wanted to forcibly drag her away.
"I'm not going. Let go of me quickly. If you don't let go, I'll call for help."
Ye Zhiwei shouted angrily, struggling with all her might to break free from Song Qiao's grip.
"Stop fooling around, someone here wants to assassinate you. We must leave immediately."
Song Qiao kept explaining to her as he pulled her along.
"Are you crazy? How could anyone assassinate me in broad daylight?"
Seeing Song Qiao becoming more and more presumptuous, Ye Zhiwei was now furious.
Her voice gradually rose in volume, attracting the attention of many onlookers.
Several burly men looked as if they were about to rush forward to play the hero.
Seeing this, Song Qiao became even more anxious. Ye Zhiwei was not worth his time. If things continued like this, she might still be easily taken down.
Just as they were entangled, a figure suddenly rushed out from a nearby corner, holding a sharp dagger, and charged directly at Ye Zhiwei.
In the next second, they were right in front of her.
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