"Mr. Lin, I want to know, how authentic is this docunt?" Song Yuhan asked.
"You can rest assured, it’s absolutely one hundred percent authentic; I can swear on my integrity that the authenticity of this information is two hundred percent," Lin Yu assured, patting his chest.
"Alright, then I trust you!" Song Yuhan nodded.
Lin Yu’s eyes flickered for a mont, then he said, "Actually, you don’t need to trust . You should have heard about Mr. Song’s character; I believe this docunt is definitely true!"
"Miss Song naturally trusts Mr. Lin’s character!"
Seeing that Song Yuhan did not pursue further, Lin Yu secretly sighed in relief.
He had seen Song Yuanshan’s maneuvers; although his tactics were adept and he had a formidable presence in the business world, over the years, Song Yuanshan had beco increasingly ruthless, even unwilling to spare a child.
"Since you have already trusted , I won’t waste words. Miss Song, you should know that the chairman of Song Corporation, Song Yuanshan, was once a business tycoon. He has done many unconscionable things..."
Lin Yu continued narrating the business deeds of Song Yuanshan while observing the changes in Song Yuhan’s facial expressions.
"So? What about it?" Song Yuhan looked at him indifferently.
Lin Yu was startled by the coldness in Song Yuhan’s eyes and stuttered a second later, "Song Corporation is on the verge of bankruptcy. If Mr. Song cannot resolve the crisis, he might never recover in his lifeti!"
"So? What about it?" Song Yuhan continued.
Her tone was calm, but Lin Yu felt a strong murderous intent emanating from her, making him unable to et her gaze.
Lin Yu swallowed, then continued, "Miss Song, though Song Corporation is your father’s life work, we also have a duty to help save the company. I believe, with your help, Mr. Song will definitely be grateful to you!"
Upon hearing this, Song Yuhan’s lips curled up in a mocking sneer, and she coldly laughed, "Grateful? Why should I believe you?"
"Miss Song Yuhan, I can promise you anything you want!"
"Do you think I care?" Song Yuhan retorted rcilessly.
She had agreed to let Lin Yu take over Song Corporation only to use him for her revenge.
"Miss Song, do you really want to watch Song Corporation collapse? If so, aren’t you afraid of retribution?" Lin Yu urged anxiously.
Song Yuhan snorted disdainfully, looking at Lin Yu, and said sarcastically, "Mr. Lin, what does the collapse of Song Corporation have to do with ? After all, I don’t have the money to support myself. I just couldn’t stay with the Song Family anymore, so I had to find another way!"
Her disdainful words made Lin Yu’s face turn shades of blue and purple.
"Miss Song, won’t you reconsider?" Lin Yu persisted, still trying to persuade her.
"I’ve considered it. You don’t need to worry about this matter; I have other things to handle. Please step aside, Mr. Lin!"
Lin Yu’s expression turned awkward, and reluctantly, he stood up and stepped aside.
Seeing him move, Song Yuhan turned and left.
Watching her slender figure, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in Lin Yu’s eyes, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Hmph! Since you refuse to cooperate, don’t bla for not being sentintal!"
"Miss Song, where are you going? Let give you a ride!" the Butler asked as he saw Song Yuhan leaving.
"No need, I can go by myself, thank you!" Song Yuhan shook her head and refused.
After Song Yuhan left, Lin Yu imdiately dialed a phone number.
"Hello, boss, I’ve given the docunts to Song Yuhan as you instructed! But she doesn’t believe a word I said!"
A steady voice ca from the other end, "Good! Lin Yu, you’re quite efficient this ti!"
"Yes!"
"Later, Song Yuanshan will personally give you a reward of ten thousand yuan. Take it and quickly go kidnap Su Manyao!"
Hearing the ssage from the other side, Lin Yu’s eyes brightened: "Boss, have you really decided to help Mr. Song?"
"Nonsense, if I don’t help, wouldn’t Song Yuanshan just renege on his debts? Do you think I’m playing gas?"
Lin Yu nodded in agreent.
After hanging up the phone, he imdiately contacted soone to prepare for action.
...
Song Yuhan returned to her room, locked the door, placed Song Yuanshan’s docunts into a drawer, and then lay down to sleep.
The phone in Song Yuhan’s room rang, and she imdiately answered it.
"Yu Han, it’s !"
As soon as the call connected, a familiar male voice ca through.
Song Yuhan was montarily stunned, then quickly sat up and asked, "President Song, what is it?"
"Tomorrow evening, I’m hosting a cocktail party and have invited celebrities from various fields. You must co! I think you’d also like to take this opportunity to et so socialites and let them know that you’re my girlfriend,"
Song Yuanshan said gently.
"Okay, I understand. I will be there on ti!" Song Yuhan promised.
"Good, I’ll wait for you tomorrow!"
After hanging up the phone, Song Yuhan sighed. She hadn’t expected Song Yuanshan to actually call her to attend the party.
"Well, since I can’t avoid it, I have to face it!"
The next evening, the weather was gloomy as if it were about to bear down, and the wind howled.
"Yu Han, hurry up, we’re going to be late!"
Song Yuhan hurriedly ran out the door only to see Song Yuanshan’s car parked outside, her brows slightly furrowed. "So early?"
"Yes, Yu Han, we need to hurry!" Song Yuanshan urged with a smile.
"Alright!"
After Song Yuhan got into the car, it imdiately started.
The car drove for about half an hour and then entered the Song residence. Song Yuhan saw the luxurious decorations of the Song Family, her eyes slightly squinted. Song Yuanshan actually lived in the Song residence.
She and Song Yuanshan had a five-year age difference. Song Yuanshan was three years older than her, and Song Yuhan’s parents had also unfortunately passed away due to health reasons, making Song Yuanshan the helmsman of Song Corporation.
This Song Yuanshan had always been seen as an Iron Lady in the business world, harsh and demanding, treating her employees without humanity. The stocks of Song Corporation were continuously falling, with Song Yuanshan’s own stocks hitting rock bottom, deteriorating almost continuously, and now Song Yuanshan had almost beco a hollow shell.
"President Song, we’ve arrived!"
The driver’s words woke Song Yuhan from her thoughts.
"Yes!"
Song Yuhan took a few red bills out of her bag and handed them to the driver: "Thank you, sir. Please take to the hotel!"
"Miss, you’re too polite. I haven’t made much money either, consider it my salary!" After so refusal, the driver finally accepted the money Song Yuhan gave him.
Seeing that the driver accepted the money, Song Yuhan also breathed a sigh of relief.
The driver took Song Yuanshan to a villa, then said, "President Song, I have to get back to work now, so I’ll leave Miss Song in your care!"
"Yes," Song Yuanshan nodded.
"Yu Han, let’s go inside!"
Song Yuhan followed Song Yuanshan inside, and as they entered, a fragrant scent enveloped them.
"Yu Han, take a look and see which style you like!"
Song Yuanshan led Song Yuhan to the living room.
Song Yuhan looked around and then spoke softly, "President Song, you are too polite. For this kind of party, just picking any outfit is fine, no need to be so particular!"
Hearing this, Song Yuanshan smiled and didn’t say anything further; he instructed soone to fetch clothes for Song Yuhan.
After about half an hour, Song Yuanshan finally returned.
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