Full-time King

"Hello, I'm Qiao Xi, the CEO of Song Group. May I ask your name and your name?" Qiao Xi smiled at Zhao Wuji and extended his hand.

When Zhao Wuji saw everyone, he immediately stood up. Without looking at anyone, he looked at Qin Tian and smiled slightly, then nodded at Qin Tian. Qin Tian did the same, signaling him with his eyes not to reveal his identity. Zhao Wuji immediately understood.

"Hello, Miss Qiao, I am the general manager of Qin Group, my name is Zhao Wuji!" Zhao Wuji stretched out his hand and shook hands with Qiao Xi, then separated.

"Mr. Zhao, please take a seat. What would you like to drink?" Qiao Xi asked.

"Ms. Qiao, you don't have to be polite. I'm here to discuss investing in your company. Take a look at this. This is our company's investment plan for your company. What do you think of it?" Zhao Wuji took out a document and handed it to Qiao Xi.

When Qiao Xi took it and looked at it, she was stunned, because the abbreviations on it were completely beneficial to their company, and the benefits that Qin Group could get were simply insignificant.

Qiao Xi couldn't believe it at all, and looked at Zhao Wuji and said, "Mr. Zhao, if what is said above is true, then your company is equivalent to doing charity, and there is absolutely no profit to be gained!"

"Ms. Qiao, don't worry. We are not joking here this time. Whether there is benefit or not is just a matter of personal perspective. If you think there is no problem, we can sign the contract. After signing the contract, our company will immediately invest 1 billion yuan in your company to bring your company back to life!" Zhao Wuji looked at Qiao Xi and smiled.

Qiao Xi looked at it, a little uncertain, because this was completely like giving money away. She couldn't figure out what the Qin Group wanted to do, so she didn't dare to sign the contract casually.

"Sign it, believe me, it's absolutely right!" Qin Tian looked at Qiao Xi and said.

"This...!" Josh hesitated.

"Mr. Qiao, it's bad. Our stock has hit the limit down. In addition, our 25% stake has been bought out by other companies!" Suddenly, at this moment, the secretary walked in and whispered to Qiao Xi, who's face changed instantly.

"Okay, I'll sign!" Qiao Xi looked at Zhao Wuji and said, if he didn't sign the contract, the company would be acquired.

"Okay, Miss Qiao, your move is absolutely wise!" Zhao Wuji said with a smile.

……

At around 4:00 p.m. that day, the Song Group and the Qin Group jointly held a press conference on their cooperation. The Qin Group would inject 1 billion yuan into the Song Group. At the same time, the Song Group would issue another 100 million recycled shares.

As soon as this news came out, the business world was instantly in an uproar. The next morning, as soon as the stock market opened, the Song Group's stock, which had already hit the limit down, rose sharply. By the afternoon's close, it had directly broken through the highest price since the Song Group was listed, and directly hit the limit up.

The 25% of shares that were originally maliciously acquired by other companies became completely turned into bubbles under the impact of the 100 million recycled shares. They could not even account for a few percentage points, and the malicious acquisition ultimately failed.

Inside a villa.

Song Zhenhua sat on the sofa with a grim face. Two sexy beauties sat there properly beside him, their clothes were messy and there was some unknown liquid on their bodies.

Ten minutes ago, the three were still having a fierce battle on the sofa, but at the critical moment, Song Zhenhua received a call and after learning about the situation at the Song Group, he smashed his phone to pieces.

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Everything he had carefully planned was completely shattered by the capital injection from the Qin Group.

Originally, Song Zhendong died and the stock market plummeted. He set up several shell companies and bought a large number of Song Group's stocks to control a certain amount of shares. Then he joined forces with other shareholders to force Song Qian to abdicate. Unexpectedly, a big alliance came and shattered his plan in an instant.

"Hmph! Niece, you forced your uncle to do this, so don't blame your uncle for being cruel. Since you don't let me live, then I won't let you live either!" Song Zhenhua said coldly, then picked up the phone beside him and dialed a number.

"Hello! Master, the plan has failed. It was almost successful, but the Qin Group suddenly intervened and I couldn't handle it. What do you think we should do? I think it's best to hurt them directly!" Song Zhenhua said into the phone.

"Okay! I got it. Come over here for a moment!" A hoarse male voice came from the other end of the phone, and then he hung up.

After Song Zhenhua finished the call, he put on his clothes and left the villa.

……

Song family.

This should have been a day worth celebrating, but the entire Song family was filled with sadness. The reason was simple: Song Zhendong was dead. Even though the company had been revived and appreciated in value, no one was in the mood to celebrate.

Song Qian brought Song Zhendong's body back to life and set up a mourning hall in the villa to keep vigil for Song Zhendong. Qin Tian and others also accompanied them. Song Zhendong's various business partners also came from all over to attend his funeral.

"Butler Qiao, the chairman's brother is here and wants to pay tribute to Director Zhang. What do you think we should do?" A servant came in and asked Qiao Xi.

"Tell him that he is welcome here as long as he doesn't cause any trouble!" Qiao Xi said to the servant. The servant nodded and turned to leave.

Not long after, Song Zhenhua came in with his bodyguards. Song Qian looked extremely annoyed, but didn't say anything. Song Zhenhua didn't make any trouble and worshipped Song Zhendong in the normal way. She didn't know what to say. The dead are the most important, and she didn't want to have any dispute with Song Zhenhua in front of her father's coffin.

"Niece, we may have had some unpleasant experiences before, but we are still uncle and niece after all. If you have any problems in the future, just come to your uncle. I will definitely help you if I can!" Song Zhenhua looked at Song Qian politely, then turned around and left without caring about her.

Not long after, the two policemen Mei Hong and Wang Yi also came over, brought a wreath to Song Zhendong, and then went to Song Qian to discuss Song Zhendong's death.

"Ms. Song, we have investigated the video footage of the community, the several suspects you sent to the police station, and the investigation into the deceased Zhang Dafa. We now have a preliminary suspicion that the murderer behind your father's death may be someone around you. Based on Zhang Dafa's phone records, we traced a phone number from the United States. This phone number is very closely related to Zhang Dafa, especially the day before your father's death. However, after your father was killed, this phone lost contact with Zhang Dafa. We tracked the location of this phone number to a public phone in California, USA. Based on the video footage of the telephone booth inside, we found that this person looks very similar to your uncle Song Zhenhua who just returned!" Mei Hong looked at Song Qian and said.

"Song Zhenhua!" Song Qian almost jumped up immediately, she was extremely excited, with an extremely angry look in her eyes. When Qiao Xi saw Song Qian's look, she hurriedly grabbed her, fearing that Song Qian would be too excited and something would happen.