This statement left Jiang Yan speechless, frozen in place.
He had never expected Song Qiao to be so defiant, completely disregarding him.
"Then what else do you want?"
After a moment of stunned silence, Jiang Yan asked angrily.
If he hadn't been lacking in strength, he would have ripped Song Qiao apart with his bare hands.
"He smashed so many things here, and it delayed my business for half a day. Don't you, Young Master Jiang, know how to calculate the losses yourself?"
Song Qiao snorted coldly and directly pulled up a stool to sit down.
He adopted a completely unhurried attitude.
"Hmph, if you don't want to, then so be it."
"You're sure you have enough people, kid? Let's see how capable you really are."
Unlike Jiang Yan's rational retreat, Chen Haibo became even more aggressive, continuing to bluster.
"Let me tell you, I know other big shots. You're choosing the hard way instead of the easy one. When the police arrive later, don't come crawling to me begging for mercy."
As Chen Haibo spoke, he reached for his phone to call for backup again.
Seeing that things were getting out of hand, Jiang Yan quickly tugged at his clothes, signaling Chen Haibo to calm down.
"Haibo, this kid has some power. He's backed by Lan Hai Industries. We're no match for him now. Why don't we just back down for now? We can get revenge another day."
"Some power?"
"What is Lan Hai Group? Can he overthrow the heavens? Jiang Yan, I'm telling you, you're being a coward, but I, Chen Haibo, will never bow down today."
Chen Haibo puffed out his chest, completely consumed by his temper and devoid of reason.
"You, you fellow..."
"You are truly ungrateful."
Seeing his attitude, Jiang Yan couldn't help but curse him out in frustration.
He had tried to help him out of goodwill, but instead of getting thanks, he'd gotten himself into trouble.
"You're on your own. I can't help you with this matter."
Jiang Yan stomped his foot, cast a cold glance at Chen Haibo, and then signaled the henchmen behind him to leave.
Song Qiao watched them go and did not try to stop them. This matter had nothing to do with Jiang Yan in the first place.
The one he wanted to settle the score with was Chen Haibo.
"Jiang Yan, you're a coward, aren't you? I've taken a lot of benefits from you all this time. From today onwards, I, Chen Haibo, have no friend like you."
Seeing Jiang Yan about to leave, Chen Haibo jumped up and down in a rage.
"You'd better worry about whether you can survive today."
Jiang Yan gave him a sympathetic look and then left the hall without looking back.
As soon as Jiang Yan and his men departed, the previously crowded hall became spacious again.
"Lao Feng, you should also take the brothers and leave. It's not right for them to just surround us here."
Song Qiao waved at Feng Yu, signaling him to lead the security guards away.
"Hmph, kid, you just wait. I've already called for reinforcements. Today, I'll make sure you know what regret is."
After Chen Haibo finished his phone call, his face was filled with smugness, as if he had Song Qiao cornered for the day.
"Oh, really? Then you'd better invite someone with some clout, and don't make me watch another farce of brothers turning against each other like just now."
Song Qiao's half-smiling expression and nonchalant tone made Chen Haibo's face turn crimson with shame.
"Brother-in-law, the other party clearly has backup. You really need to be careful."
"Why don't you call Ye Zhiwei again? Ask her to help you use her connections."
Xia Xueqing, who had just started to relax, felt her heart leap into her throat again. She couldn't help but advise her brother-in-law.
"Yes, President Song. I didn't expect such a big problem to arise today. Why don't I call President Ye and ask him to come over personally? We can't afford to worry about that much now."
Zhou Zhou was also very worried and echoed Xia Xueqing's sentiment.
"It's alright, this small matter doesn't require troubling President Ye. I can handle it by myself."
Song Qiao smiled nonchalantly, gesturing for the two women not to worry. He then sat back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.
It was as if the events about to unfold had nothing to do with him.
"Hmph, no need for your arrogance now. When my second uncle arrives, you won't even have time to beg for mercy."
Chen Haibo retorted defiantly, but finding that Song Qiao couldn't be bothered to acknowledge him,
He felt a bit foolish and stood aside, a grim expression on his face, waiting.
Not long after, the sound of sharp police sirens could be heard from outside, and several police cars sped to the scene.
From the lead car stepped out a middle-aged man in a police uniform, whose demeanor seemed rather sleazy, clearly not matching his uniform.
"Director Li!"
A young employee recognized him at a glance.
"It's over. I didn't expect Chen Haibo, a vice president of a real estate company, to have such influence."
"He actually called the deputy director of our police station with just one phone call."
"That's right. It's best not to clash with officials. Even if President Song is powerful, he might have to suffer a loss today."
Inside the hall, several onlookers' attitudes turned pessimistic again.
They hadn't expected so much trouble on the company's very first day. This made many of them implicitly consider leaving.
Xia Xueqing's expression also turned anxious. Although she knew her brother-in-law had some connections in official circles, he had already assaulted someone today. If the other party was truly determined to retaliate, her brother-in-law would likely pay a heavy price.
"Who is it? Which blind fool dared to touch my nephew?"
Director Li entered the room, asking impatiently.
His nephew, Chen Haibo, caused trouble for him every other day, but because he was his sister's only son, he always had to help.
This had already shifted all his anger towards Song Qiao.
"Second Uncle, you've finally arrived! I've been bullied so badly!"
Seeing Director Li, Chen Haibo was even more excited than if he had seen his own father. He was practically ready to rush forward and kowtow.
Director Li glanced at Chen Haibo indifferently, and his pupils contracted.
"Damn it, who was it that dared to be so vicious? I'll lock him up today."
As Director Li spoke, he followed Chen Haibo's gaze and turned his attention to Song Qiao.
"That's right, it was me. Unexpectedly, Director Li, we meet again today."
Song Qiao chuckled and chose to admit it boldly, not even bothering to get up, still sitting calmly in his seat.
However, Director Li was no longer calm. His mouth twitched, and he cursed Chen Haibo a hundred times in his heart.
He had learned his lesson from the last incident with the Glorious Group, where he had suffered considerably at Song Qiao's hands. He remembered it clearly and dared not forget it.
"Slap!"
After a moment of stunned silence, he did not hesitate. He turned around and slapped his nephew Chen Haibo hard across the face.