The next morning, Song Qiao was processing documents in his office.
Suddenly, he received a call from Wu Meng.
"Song Qiao, we need to hurry to the project site. Yu Qing seems to have run into trouble."
Wu Meng's voice was filled with urgency, and Song Qiao's heart immediately tightened.
"What happened? What kind of trouble?"
Although there had been a deep rift between him and Xia Yuqing recently, she was still his wife.
Now that something had happened, he couldn't possibly stand by and do nothing.
"It seems she's been surrounded by people demanding payment from the contractor. Should you bring more people with you?"
Song Qiao's heart sank again.
He hadn't experienced migrant workers demanding payment, but he had heard of such incidents a few times.
If this matter wasn't handled properly, it would likely be immediately exposed by the news media.
His wife, as the client, had inadvertently brought this disaster upon herself this time.
"Don't worry, wait for me at the company entrance. I'll be right there."
Song Qiao agreed, hung up the phone, and immediately picked up Wu Meng as quickly as possible.
"You came alone?"
"Didn't I ask you to bring more people? There are many of them, what if they start fighting?"
Wu Meng was furious when she saw Song Qiao arrive alone.
"No, we can't bring people. We must remain calm about this. They are also considered a vulnerable group, we must not come into conflict with them."
Song Qiao explained.
"Your wife is surrounded by people, and you're still speaking up for them? Are you even a man?"
Gao Meng asked angrily.
Song Qiao was usually very impulsive, prone to teaching others a lesson with his fists.
Now that Xia Yuqing had encountered trouble, he was thinking of handling it calmly.
This was simply the behavior of a coward who bullied the weak and feared the strong.
Song Qiao didn't care about Wu Meng's sarcastic remarks. She had already lost her reason due to anxiety.
"Don't worry, I have my ways."
"Bringing so many people now will not only be useless, but it will also escalate the conflict and end up doing more harm than good."
Wu Meng pouted, still angry.
"You have a way to solve it?"
"The situation has already gotten this bad. With you alone, let's see what solutions you have.
Even if you're a great fighter, can you fight against so many migrant workers?"
Song Qiao chuckled lightly, no longer explaining, and simply pressed the accelerator, increasing the speed.
...
Fifteen minutes later, the two finally arrived at the scene of the incident.
Before even getting out of the car, Song Qiao saw large groups of migrant workers gathered together, some of them waving shovels.
It looked like they were staging a strike and causing trouble.
Xia Yuqing was surrounded in the center of the group, and a crowd was arguing with her about something.
"Black-hearted boss, hurry up and return our hard-earned money! You're so beautiful, yet you owe migrant workers wages. Do you have any conscience?"
As soon as these words were spoken, they were immediately met with numerous shouts of agreement.
Everyone started pointing at Xia Yuqing, and some even resorted to foul language.
Xia Yuqing's face turned red with anxiety.
"Excuse me, everyone, you've really come to the wrong person. We are only here to discuss cooperation. You should ask the client for the project payment."
"I don't care if you're the client or the contractor. You people are heartless, only knowing how to protect each other."
These rough men had lost their reason and couldn't understand Xia Yuqing's explanation at all.
For a moment, Xia Yuqing was like a scholar meeting a soldier, unable to explain herself even with good reasons.
"See? How are you going to solve this?"
Wu Meng watched from the side, her face filled with anger.
This Song Qiao, at a crucial moment, only knew how to show off. In this situation, even government officials might not be able to manage it.
Song Qiao smiled calmly.
Without saying anything more, he walked directly to the trunk.
He took out a small box from inside, filled with bundles of cash.
Then, he casually took out about twenty to thirty thousand yuan.
"Money's being thrown! Come and pick up the money!"
He shouted loudly and tossed the money in his hand into the air.
As soon as he said this, it ignited the entire scene.
These migrant workers were in this situation precisely because they had no money.
Now that someone was throwing money for free, they would definitely put aside their demands for wages first.
If they didn't go now, there would really be nothing left.
For a moment, quite a few people immediately started scrambling for the money.
Song Qiao then threw out another tens of thousands of yuan. The migrant workers around Xia Yuqing immediately scattered.
Then, under Wu Meng's dumbfounded gaze, he didn't hesitate. He rushed forward, grabbed his wife and the company assistant, and drove away from the scene.
"Whew..."
Xia Yuqing, having escaped the crowd, let out a long breath, constantly patting her chest.
Having never encountered such a situation before, she was clearly terrified by the incident.
"Thank you, Song Qiao. Your method was incredibly effective."
Her gaze towards Song Qiao showed a hint of gratitude.
To her surprise, Song Qiao didn't appreciate it at all.
Instead, he snorted and said, "You accept any project. You even cooperate with clients who owe wages. Now you've gotten yourself into trouble."
Xia Yuqing looked at her husband in surprise, and anger surged within her.
Song Qiao, who had always cared for her, now had this attitude.
She pouted angrily and said nothing.
An awkward silence fell upon the car.
Fortunately, Wu Meng intervened from the side, trying to steer the conversation away from the unpleasant topic.
Xia Yuqing's heart was filled with extreme disappointment towards Song Qiao.
She resentfully thought about whether she should divorce him and cut ties completely.
Song Qiao, however, remained indifferent, even reluctant to speak. He had already lost all patience with Xia Yuqing.
Since her business had grown, his wife had become utterly unreasonable.
...
Upon returning to the company, Xia Xueqing immediately came over.
As soon as she saw Song Qiao, she excitedly linked her arm with his.
She gave him a thumbs-up and praised, "I knew brother-in-law would have a way. You've indeed brought my sister back so quickly."
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, in front of Xia Yuqing, she began to lean her body closer and closer to Song Qiao.
It seemed like she was deliberately provoking her sister.
Song Qiao, who would usually refuse, now didn't dodge at all, deliberately letting Xia Xueqing get close to him.
Wu Meng's heart tightened, but she pretended not to see it.
This made Xia Yuqing, who was already sulking, frown deeply.
A sour feeling rose in her heart.
Her sister seemed to be becoming more and more reckless, getting closer and closer to Song Qiao.
Moreover, Song Qiao had no clear stance on this matter.
This kind of man truly couldn't compare to the mysterious CEO of Xin Kai, neither in terms of ability nor character.