Chapter Forty-Four First Floor

  At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit and tie walked up from behind. It was Song Shijie, who had been causing Song Qingguan so much pain. Before Song Qingguan could say anything, Song Shijie spoke first, his tone filled with sincerity: "Qingguan, you have to believe your second uncle, everything I do is for your own good, how could I harm you?"

  Song Qingguan snorted in disdain, and his respect for Song Shijie had vanished that night.

  Song Shijie looked at his nephew: "Qing Guan, the fact that I let you sign those documents was actually to minimize the harm to you. You're holding on to the inheritance rights and nobody benefits from it. You're anxious every day, and Song Furen can't even show up at the board of directors. What's the point of this stalemate?"

  He sincerely advised, wanting to defeat the enemy without a fight: "Why not give up those things, leave some money to live a good life, so that you can live a comfortable and wealthy life, no longer worried about any danger happening, Mrs. Song can also take over the board of directors, and make her father's legacy shine."

  "You're overthinking."

  Song Qingguan suddenly seemed to grow up a lot, looking at Ershu coldly and opening his mouth: "Song Shijie, you are a famous lawyer, in fact, you know that the key to the matter is that everyone follows the legal procedure, I take away what I should get, she takes away what she can take away, and the matter can be quickly resolved."

  Zhang Ningyan's face changed: "This is not in line with the rules! Your father died a few days later, and the property is mine."

  "But I am the legitimate heir now!"

  "Don't play these childish games anymore, Song Qingyuan, I'll give you 200 million."

  When Song Qing felt unmoved, Zhang Ningyan added a few more sentences, like the most kind and considerate stepmother: "I can even beg Flying Tiger to show mercy to you two brothers, maybe tomorrow you'll still be able to see them! Come on, good son, sign all these documents!"

  Zhang Ningyan dared to make a move on the Song family's property, of course not just being an ornament. When she saw that it was impossible to lure Song Qingguan with money or threaten him with death, she caught a key point, which was Zhao Heng and Qiao Yuncai. She could see that Song Qingguan cared about the two people very much, so she prepared to use their lives as a breakthrough.

  Song Qing's expression changed slightly: "Is what you're saying true?"

  "What's Mrs. Song talking about? How can there be water in it?"

  Song Shijie slowly approached with the contract, Zhao Heng suddenly pulled Song Qingguan to the back: "Qingguan, don't believe her words. That woman dares to plot against your family's property, how can she let you off easily? She just wants to lure you into signing the contract, and after succeeding, she will still have people kill us with knives."

  Qiao Pangzi also nodded, straightening up his massive body and chiming in: "That's right! Official, don't believe him! She wouldn't dare to kill you if you didn't sign the contract, that way your inheritance would be dispersed among other legal heirs, it would be troublesome for her to kill you; once you sign, she'll be completely unscrupulous!"

  "Hum, if you don't drink the toast, you'll be punished with a penalty drink!"

  A clever woman coldly shouted: "Then you can slowly die!"

  She turned around and walked out the door, followed by two bodyguards: "Feihu, take good care of them! Only leave those who should be left behind!" The clever woman threw out a cold sentence, then quickly disappeared outside the bar door. Qingbang had things to do, she couldn't stay on the scene, lest outsiders know the rumors.

  Song Shijie also shook his head and left, Song Qingguan looked at his figure thoroughly disheartened.

  "Up!"

  "Kill them!" Flying Tiger Brother roared in anger.

  "Stop!"

  Just as Qing Bang was about to pounce, another soft and gentle voice came from the doorway. Fei Hu Ge and the others subconsciously turned their heads, only to see several women walking slowly towards them on a carpet, with one of them having delicate features, noble temperament, and a stunningly slender figure that made it impossible for people to look away: "You can't move him."

  The high heels of the woman in black clicked out a series of rhythmic sounds on the ground, her proud figure swaying in the light as she walked up. The charm that seemed to emanate from her bones made people's hearts flutter. Fei Hu and Du Yan Biao initially mocked whoever was afraid of death for blocking Qing Bang's actions, but after recognizing the woman's face, they felt a chill in their hearts.

  "Hello, Miss Yan!"

  Flying Tiger brother, with a machete on his shoulder, coldly stared at the opponent. His eyes flickered with vigilance and murderous intent, clearly indicating that there was a past grudge between them. He sneered: "I don't know what kind of person this kid is to Miss Yan? He injured dozens of our brothers, if we don't take action against him, I'm afraid it will require a reason."

  A woman in black brought a whiff of fragrance as she walked past Flying Tiger and the others, but didn't answer their question. Instead, she stood before Zhao Heng and smiled: "Zhao Heng, thank you for saving Ye Lao in the park, letting him return home safely. Miss Ye asked me to come and thank you, this is a small token of her appreciation."

  She ignored the surrounding hatchets and handed a thick envelope to Zhao Heng, containing 100,000 taels of silver. Zhao Heng immediately thought of Principal Ye's matter and understood the other party's intention. He was afraid that it was Principal Ye's daughter who sent someone to thank him and chose this time to appear, obviously wanting to pull himself up.

  Fei Hu and others have changed their faces: they did not expect that Zhao Heng had a grudge against the Ye family.

  "Miss Yan, sorry."

  To the surprise of Qiao Baozi and Song Qingguan, Zhao Heng did not take the thick envelope, but instead lightly waved his hand and replied: "I saved people purely out of personal principle, and it was also a matter of course. I dare not take credit for saving lives, nor can I accept this money. Thank you to Miss Ye on my behalf."

  The woman in black flashed a hint of surprise on her face. She had already investigated the background of Zhao Heng, who looked like a bandit in front of her. This kid was not an official rich second generation, nor did he have any backing, otherwise he would not have been blocked by Fei Hu and others. So this 100,000 yuan should make his eyes light up. After all, with this amount of money, life will change a bit.

  But Zhao Heng refused without hesitation, no wonder Miss Ye had a strong interest in this person, she was also a straightforward person, so she took the money back: "Okay, you don't accept it and I won't insist on it, I will convey your intention to Miss Ye! By the way, are you interested in joining our first floor..."

  "Once you enter our company, your affairs are the company's affairs."

  She glanced at Fei Hu Ge: "Then no one will bully you again."

  "Miss Yan, this is out of order!"

  Fei Hu couldn't hold back any longer, and if he didn't stop Zhao Heng now, things would get out of hand: "You need to make one thing clear, it's our Qing Bang that's in charge here. We've given you time to talk, which is already a show of leniency. Are you trying to bring this little kid into the First Floor? Are you not taking us seriously? Is Zhang Ye's word no longer good?"

  "It's just Miss Ye arriving here, and tonight we can't stop her either."

  The woman in black let out a cold hum, raised her hand: "Flying Tiger, don't bare your teeth and claws in front of me. You're doing things for Master Zhang, I'm doing things for Miss Ye. If you're not satisfied, go appeal to Master Zhang or even declare war on me directly!" Then she turned to Zhao Heng and asked: "Zhao Heng, are you interested?"

  Although Zhao Heng did not know what the first floor was, he could see from the black-clad woman's demeanor that it was not inferior to Qing Bang, and he also knew that this was an opportunity to break away from the grudges of Qing Bang. However, he did not like to rely on any organization for protection. When Zhao Heng entered Huahai, he had already decided not to be a gun, but to be a person who holds a gun.

  So he faced the black-clad woman's invitation, shaking his head without hesitation: "Miss Yan, I'm sorry, it's not that I look down on the first floor or Miss Ye, but I don't want my personal grudges to involve the first floor. Thank you again for your kindness, and if I make it out of here alive tonight..."

  "I will personally go and thank you."

  The woman in black clothes flashed a hint of surprise in her eyes, and her interest in Zhao Heng also increased inexplicably. This kid was still a responsible person, but after glancing around, she felt he was too arrogant. She patted the people around her: "Zhao Heng, I know you have some skills, but this is not the time to show off."

  "Qing Bang has over a hundred thugs, you want to leave alive, is that possible?"

  Zhao Heng didn't directly answer her words, but instead pointed at Qiao Pangzi and Song Qingguan, saying: "Miss Yan, rest assured that I will definitely be able to leave this place. However, I also want to ask for your help - the grudges of the jianghu world shouldn't implicate relatives and friends. Can you please take my two roommates out of the Huahai Bar? They have nothing to do with this incident."

  Song Qingguan hastily shouted: "Boss, I'm not leaving!"

  At this critical moment, how could he abandon Zhao Heng and leave?