His voice held a trace of madness, but his eyes were extraordinarily firm.
Song Qiao's words had completely solidified his resolve.
The Mo and Li families were not good partners.
Many years ago, they had had grievances with several families.
If it weren't for extreme necessity, the Su family would never have associated with these families.
Now that Song Qiao had the support of the provincial leader behind him, perhaps he could truly contend with these two families.
Even if they lost, it wouldn't cripple his own family.
But if they won, as one of the first elders to pledge allegiance, he would receive the treatment of a founding father.
His nature had always been conservative with a hidden streak of radicalism, and now that such a good opportunity had presented itself, it had thoroughly ignited his fighting spirit.
"Dad, are you crazy?"
"Why should we cooperate with this kid? How will we explain this to the Li family?"
Su Zhe stared dumbfoundedly at his father, who had suddenly changed his mind.
He couldn't help but wonder if Song Qiao had given Su Daqiang some sort of mind-altering potion to make his usually calm father act so wildly.
"Shut up, you unfilial son, you know nothing. All day long, you only think about eating, drinking, and having fun."
Su Daqiang shot his son a look, increasingly frustrated by his lack of ambition.
Song Qiao, only four or five years older than him, had already managed to build a fortune from scratch and now had the capability to challenge Brilliant Group.
Compared to that, Su Zhe was like a child just out of kindergarten, so innocently naive it was almost endearing.
Wu Meng's eyes also flickered with surprise.
She never would have imagined that Su Daqiang, who had been so resolute in his refusal moments ago,
would change his mind so completely after just a few whispers from Song Qiao.
Could it be that the mysterious boss had played a role in this again?
If that were the case, the chairman was too friendly to his employees, personally intervening for the private interests of Song Qiao and Ye Zhiwei.
"Mr. Su, what boldness. I, Song Qiao, truly did not misjudge you."
Song Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and sincerely praised Su Daqiang.
The man was indeed a reviver of the Su family for this generation. To make such a crucial decision within mere minutes.
From this boldness, it was evident that Su Daqiang was a decisive individual.
As expected, once Su Daqiang made his decision,
he wasted no time, taking out his phone and calling Li Bingqing.
This was to show that having chosen to support Song Qiao, he would not waver.
"Hello, Uncle Su. Why are you calling your niece so late?"
As soon as the call connected, Li Bingqing's respectful voice came through.
Her Li family had received strong financial support from the Su family over the years, so Li Bingqing treated Su Daqiang with more respect than she treated her own elders.
"Bingqing, I need to inform you of something. My company is facing some difficulties. In two days, Su's will completely withdraw its investment from Li's."
Su Daqiang took a deep breath and said calmly.
"What?"
A startled cry came from Li Bingqing on the other end.
Then, the sound of the phone dropping to the floor.
After a few seconds, Li Bingqing's voice, bordering on pleading, came through.
"Uncle Su, what is going on? A sudden withdrawal of funds will be unbearable for Li's industries."
"We've cooperated for so many years. You should understand this. What difficulties has Su's encountered? I will find a way to help you solve it."
Li Bingqing's voice trembled more as she spoke. She could hardly imagine the blow her family would suffer if the Su family suddenly withdrew their investment.
Therefore, she was trying every possible means to retain Su Daqiang.
"This..."
Su Daqiang felt a pang of guilt and didn't know how to respond for a moment.
Just then, Song Qiao calmly took the phone from his hand.
He replied to Li Bingqing with a faint tone, "Miss Li, don't struggle any longer. You should focus on how your Li family will survive without Su's support."
Hearing Song Qiao's voice, Li Bingqing on the other end fell silent for a few seconds.
Then, gritting her teeth, she asked:
"Song Qiao?"
"Are you behind this?"
"You scoundrel, I warn you, if you push this too far, once Ye Zhiwei collapses, I will make you experience a fate worse than death!"
She became more furious as she spoke, her voice involuntarily rising in volume.
Song Qiao listened, as if the phone was on speaker.
"Li Bingqing, at this stage, are you still confident that you will win? You arrogant fool."
"To tell you the truth, your current predicament is your Li family's own fault from years ago."
He paid no mind to her insults and instead attacked from another angle.
After scolding her fiercely, he didn't give Li Bingqing any chance to react and directly hung up the phone, returning it to Su Daqiang.
Li Bingqing, on the other end of the call, was driven to madness by anger but could do nothing about Song Qiao.
She could only curse him viciously.
"Song Qiao, why do I feel like you're intentionally provoking Li Bingqing? Do you have a purpose for doing this?"
Wu Meng didn't understand why Song Qiao had so openly revealed himself. Shouldn't Su Daqiang remaining in the shadows be the best strategy?
She couldn't comprehend the reason for Song Qiao's actions.
"Hmph, I have no purpose. I simply dislike her and want to cause her some displeasure."
"Sooner or later, I will make her kneel before me and beg like a dog."
Song Qiao snorted, and a strange glint flashed in his eyes as he looked at Wu Meng.
On the other end of the phone, in Li Bingqing's villa.
"Bingqing, please don't stoop to the level of someone like Song Qiao. He's just making a final desperate struggle and won't last long."
Mo Ling comforted the trembling Li Bingqing. Whenever Song Qiao was mentioned, a venomous look always appeared in her eyes.
Even if the Su family withdrew their investment, she was determined to fight Ye Zhiwei to the end.
...
As soon as they left the Su family's residence, Wu Meng quietly asked Song Qiao:
"Song Qiao, although you've secured investment, it seems you're still unable to deal with Mo Ling. Do you have any methods?"
"Don't worry, everything is within my expectations. I have already devised a counter-strategy."
Song Qiao nodded slightly, not dwelling too much on the matter.
Seeing this, Wu Meng couldn't help but pout, thinking that this must be another idea from the new mysterious boss.
As she walked, she pondered how Song Qiao would deal with the situation.
Suddenly, at a staircase landing, a sharp-featured woman bumped into her.
The violent collision made her wince in pain.
"Sorry..."
Before she could finish her apology, the other party suddenly slapped her across the face.
Cursing, "Damn it, are you blind? How dare you bump into me."
However, the next second.
Song Qiao dashed forward, raised his hand, and slapped the woman across the face.
"Damn it, walking like you're rushing to a funeral. Who's blind here?"