Chapter Fifty-two: Counterattack as Defense

  Qiao and Song were both shocked: "Using offense as defense?"

  Zhao Heng seemed to have anticipated the two men's response, raising his head with a hint of murderous intent: "Since we can't compromise, can't back down, and can't escape, then let's confront this matter head-on. We'll stop at nothing to help Qingguan retrieve his family property. With the Song family's wealth, we'll have the confidence to stand up straighter."

  "The best defense is a good offense!"

  Qiao Pangzi highly agreed with Zhao Heng's words, but soon blurted out another sentence: "But how to get started? Can't directly escort Qing Guan to the Song Group to announce that he is the legitimate heir? Without a strong bottom card and a backer, even if Qing Guan was in the past, he would not be taken seriously by the high-level executives of the Song Group, let alone take over?"

  When vassals commit great errors against the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven loses his authority.

  Qiao Yuncai rubbed his own head, slightly revealing a helpless expression: "Going through legal channels is also fraught with difficulties. The entire Huahai knows that Song Qingguan is the legitimate heir, but the public security and justice departments have long been bought off by Zhang Ningyan and others. Qingguan's inheritance property is still in line, waiting for the court to execute it, who knows when."

  Song Qingyuan also sighed: "That's right, it's too difficult to take back the family property."

  In the end, they just lack strength.

  Zhao Heng picked up the Taiguo pancake that Qiao Yuncai had brought from Huaxi, biting into it as he pondered a plan. Before long, an idea flashed through his mind. He stood up and looked at Song Qingguan, enunciating clearly: "Qingguan, transfer all your assets to me if you believe in me."

  Qiao Pangzi and Song Qingguan were slightly stunned at first, then they both seemed to have understood something.

  Song Qingguan didn't hesitate at all and said, "Heng Ge, of course I trust you, take it if you want." Although he didn't know what Zhao Heng wanted to do with the assets under his name, Song Qingguan's trust in Zhao Heng surpassed his own, so he agreed without even asking: "We can go to the notary office today to handle the formalities."

  "I object."

  Qiao Pangzi opened his eyes wide, as if he had seen through Zhao Heng's mind. He spoke up: "Boss, this move of yours to shift the battle is good, but it's very dangerous for you! Are you going to take all the risks and responsibilities on yourself? In that case, Song Qingguan, Zhang Ningyan, and Song Shijie will have no value to be exploited."

  Qiao Pangzi let out a long sigh and swallowed the bun in his hand, supplementing: "His risk will be reduced to the lowest, but you will become their target to be eaten away. The Qing official may escape by luck, but you have put your conflict with the Qingbang to the maximum, and the Qingbang will definitely use all means to cut you into pieces."

  Song Qingguan also realized this: "Right, boss, I can't let you take risks."

  "The Qing Bang is now going to take my life, I'm not afraid to take a little more risk."

  Zhao Heng waved his hand lightly and replied, "I have a plan!" He then pulled the two of them closer to whisper, and soon Qiao Baozi's face showed a hint of surprise. Finally, he nodded: "Boss, I agree with your plan now, I support you, let's hurry up and get the formalities done at the notary office."

  Song Qingyu also chimed in: "Right! Let's get it notarized immediately."

  The three of them had always been very efficient in doing things, and after hastily finishing their breakfast, they went to the notary's office directly after reading through all the procedures online. Two days later, Song Qingyuan transferred the property under his name to Zhao Heng in writing, and Zhao Heng instantly became the master of a 2 billion yuan inheritance, of course, this was just on paper.

  In fact, Zhao Heng had never seen a single penny of Song's money.

  During these three days, Zhao Heng also went to the dormitory of international students to find Du Ziyuan, wanting to give her proper care and attention. However, he didn't see her figure, and only found out that she had sent him a message on his phone. In the end, Du Ziyuan couldn't resist her mother's demands and returned home under the escort of Du family bodyguards to rest.

  Zhao Heng didn't think much about it and concentrated on handling the matter of Song Qingguan. That afternoon, when the three of them had thoroughly completed the formalities and returned to their dormitory, they heard the broadcast music start playing. Qiao Pangzi and others poked their heads out into the corridor, curious about what good news there was, and soon a commotion could be heard coming from the corridor.

  Three people glanced at each other and saw that many senior students were smiling and knocking on the doors of various dormitories, introducing themselves politely.

  Members of various associations, they were all sent by the school to communicate with freshmen and exchange life experiences. At the same time, they also persuaded freshmen to join their own associations. They also invited Zhao Heng and others to visit their achievement exhibition at the gymnasium. Qiao Pangzi and Song Qingguan were bored in the dormitory, so they pulled Zhao Heng out.

  The gymnasium was packed with thousands of students.

  Qiao Pangzi didn't say a word and headed towards the dance association, because that's where the most beautiful girls with bright clothes were. Song Qingguan pulled him back, pointing at Qiao Pangzi's figure: "Pangzi, with your 200-pound body, you still want to join the dance team? Are you looking down on others or overestimating yourself?"

  Qiao Pangzi snorted, patted his bulging waist pocket and said: "What do you know? This association can be entered by paying money. I went to the dance association purely to pick up chicks, practicing dance is secondary. I'll join the yoga team, swimming team, and golf team again, Ben Shao doesn't lack money."

  These associations are obviously all beauties gathered together.

  Song Qingguan wanted to say something else, but was pulled back by Zhao Heng. After Qiao Baozi walked far away, he smiled and said: "Don't pull him! Let him hit the wall too, I forgot to tell him that all these associations need to take exams, and they are also reviewed by the coaches of each association in school. It's unlikely that Baozi will be able to enter the dance team."

  Song Qingguan swept his hand over the propaganda leaflet in his hand, and indeed there were selection rules on it.

  "Hey classmate, are you interested in joining our chess club?"

  Just as Zhao Heng and Song Qing were looking around for an interesting association, a delicate-looking girl with bangs came out, handed two flyers to Zhao Heng, and threw in two sentences: "The current pace of life and study is too fast and oppressive, we frustrated people occasionally need to sit down and calm our minds."

  Her voice was soft and her smile was radiant, but the attitude was subtly condescending. The good propaganda speech she gave was devoid of emotion, and then she pointed to the chess club sign on the side: "If you're interested, go over there, someone will arrange for you to take a test."

  Zhao Heng smiled while holding the flyer: "Qin, Qi, Shu, and Hua can all cultivate one's mind, why choose Qi?"

  The girl with the bangs slightly frowned, obviously not too used to Zhao Heng's counter-question. Usually when other boys saw her pop out, they immediately joined the exam, but Zhao Heng was still picking and choosing. However, she suppressed her impatience and spoke up, explaining: "Playing the piano, calligraphy, painting can cultivate one's mind, but it takes too much time."

  "Not as agile as a chess piece, why don't the two of you go and try it out?"

  Song Qingyuan was originally very interested in playing chess, but just as he was about to take a step forward, he thought of something and remembered that Zhao Heng had killed even the elite Zhao Siqing from the chess club many years ago. What's the point of going to the chess club then? Thinking of this, he handed the flyer back to the girl and said, "I'm not going, this chess club has no meaning for Brother Heng."

  "Doesn't make sense? Are you guys going to play chess?"

  Upon hearing Song Qingguan's words, the corner of Liu Hai's mouth flashed with a hint of mockery, but she quickly replied coldly: "Do you know who the famous coach of the Chess Society is? It's Niu Lao from Huahai Chess World, also known as the principal of Huangpu College. His registered username 'Junlintianxia' has an undefeated record of 777 games on the official forum."

  The girl with the bangs sneered: "You're talking nonsense?"

  Huahai University is the darling of all parties in Huahai, whether it's welfare or policy, Huangpu College is a wild chicken university for 7-8 thousand people, Huahai is not a local birth mixed undergraduate degree place, but being able to be the president is naturally not simple, the chess club can let this character sit and preside over is a kind of honor.

  So Liu Hai girl was slightly annoyed at Zhao Song's attitude towards both of them.

  "Ruling supreme over all?"

  Song Qingwan tilted her head: "This name sounds good, he hasn't lost yet... it's just that he hasn't met Brother Heng."

  Now Zhao Heng is like Lu Sanqian in Song Qing's heart, omnipotent!

  The woman with the bobbed hair had an icy expression: "What did you say?"

  "Thank you, let's go try."

  Seeing Liu Hai's displeasure, Zhao Heng knew that women were petty and would hold grudges against you for life if they weren't careful. He had already offended Ding Lingling, and now he was going to offend Liu Hai as well. His days at Huahai would be difficult. Although he wasn't a person who feared trouble, he also didn't want to stir up unnecessary trouble.

  "Idiot!"

  Looking at the departing figures of Zhao Heng and Song Qing, Liu Hai's girl hummed softly, having a very bad impression of the two. The Huahai 36 Associations were the most elegant and wealthy, but also had the strictest selection process. Unexpectedly, these two people actually put on an attitude of disdain, how could this not make her feel angry and stifled?

  Her eyes narrowed slightly: "If there's a chance, I must humiliate them thoroughly!"