295 How Can I Not Come To Meet Him?
Sang Minglang’s gaze swept past Zhao Song without a trace.
In the middle of winter, the other party’s forehead was glistening with oil and was covered in sweat. His face was full of flattering smiles.
Sang Minglang indeed had a better understanding of Zhao Song. He was a cla.s.sic example of a paper tiger who appeared tough but was weak inside.
When the knife-wielding criminals appeared last night, he was quite surprised by Zhao song’s courage.
He didn’t expect that Zhao Song would come to the hospital to find him and deny his relationship with those people.
In fact, the police investigation’s results were also similar
They also claimed that Zhao Song had repeatedly cried out his innocence at the police station, saying emotionally that he had been maliciously framed by someone. Although he did not have a good relationship with Sang Minglang, he definitely did not want to hurt anyone, much less go to jail, and that they had nothing to do with him.
“President Sang, can you not send the video to the media?”
Seeing that Sang Minglang did not speak, Zhao Song carefully said, “Other than normal cooperation, you can state any conditions you want.”
“Since I’ve already said that I’ll cancel the cooperation, there’s no reason to continue.”
Sang Minglang said indifferently, “As for the sky-high compensation, just forget about it. I’m really not threatening you, but even if we bring this to court, it’s still not certain who will be the one paying.”
“That’s for sure. How would I dare to ask you to compensate me again?”
Zhao Song was very nervous. “But, as for the video…”
“I won’t send the video to the media. You can leave now.”
Sang Minglang’s lips twitched. “Aso, remember to go to the tax department and pay all the taxes you’ve missed out on all these years. This matter will end here.”
Zhao Song was still hesitant. “But…”
“But what?”
Sang Minglang frowned. “You have no choice even if you don’t believe me.”
Zhao Song wiped his sweat. “President Sang, please don’t joke with me like this. At least let me feel more at ease…”
“No one is joking with you.”
Sang Minglang was a little impatient, “Zhao Song, since you’ve been working with the Sang family for so many years, you should know that I don’t make promises easily. But once I make a promise, I’ll definitely keep it. Besides, do you think I’m willing to care about your dirty business? To tell you the truth, as long as you don’t mess with me, there’s no way a third person would have seen that video.”
From Zhao Song’s understanding of him, Sang Minglang does things swiftly and decisively. On the surface, he is able to talk and laugh with anyone, but on the inside, he is more or less arrogant.
As such, even though Zhao Song was much older than Sang Minglang, he still felt some fear toward him for no reason.
However, Sang Minglang did have one good point; He would definitely do what he promised. Zhao Song had a deep understanding of this.
Back then, when his company was in trouble, he begged many people to help him. In the end, he begged Sang Minglang, and Sang Minglang agreed to help him. After that, he really helped him solve the problem. Moreover, he never mentioned this matter all these years and never considered himself his benefactor.
In the aspect of keeping his promise, Zhao Song still trusted Sang Minglang.
“I don’t dare to provoke President Sang anymore.”
Having received Sang Minglang’s personal promise, Zhao Song heaved a sigh of relief while saying, “Speaking of which, this was all that woman called Zhang Xue’s fault. She ruined my relationship with President Sang If it weren’t for her…”
“Alright, I don’t have time for this, so stop talking nonsense.”
Sang Minglang waved his hand, “Get lost.”
Zhao Song did not dare to say anything more and turned around obediently. When he saw Sang Qianqian standing at the door, he was shocked.
If it was any other day, he would have to go up and greet her, but today, he didn’t have the guts. He didn’t even dare to look at her and left with a dejected face.
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“Brother, do you really believe that the criminals got the wrong person?”
Sang Qianqian believed that Zhao Song wasn’t the criminal, but for some reason, she felt that the case was not as simple as that.
Her brother was not as handsome as Shen Hanyu, but he was still outstanding.
She wasn’t trying to boast, but if she threw her brother into a crowd, she would definitely be able to recognize him at a glance.
So how could those criminals not know about him beforehand? How could it be so coincidental that they would mistake her brother with someone else?
“The police have also come to the same conclusion. It’s more likely that they got the wrong person.”
Sang Minglang did not want his sister to worry, “The police should not be wrong.”
Sang Qianqian urged, “No matter what, Brother, you have to be more careful in the future.”
Sang Minglang nodded, “I know.”
In fact, to be honest, he did not really believe that he had been mistaken for someone else.
However, Ruan Cheng had died a long time ago, and the Ruan family had fallen. Moreover, he did not have any enemies in Yuecheng.
If those ruffians were really after him, who was it that wanted to hurt him, or even take his life?
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Sang Qianqian had dinner with her brother.
Sang Minglang urged her to go home and even said that he did not sleep well last night because of her.
Sang Qianqian was helpless against Sang Minglang’s ‘accusations’ and distortion of the truth.
She didn’t do or say anything last night, but her brother couldn’t calm down and blamed her for it.
However, seeing that he was a patient, she didn’t argue with him.
By the time Sang Qianqian returned home, the sky was already dark.
Outside the house, a tall man was leaning in a corner, smoking a cigarette with his head lowered. He seemed to be deep in thought. His figure and face were hidden in the shadows, so he could not be seen clearly.
Sang Qianqian jumped in shock. “Who’s there?”
The man immediately put out the cigarette and took two steps forward.
The light from the street lamp shone on his face, reflecting his handsome facial features. His short hair was neat, and he had a strong aura. Under his handsome nose, there was a smile on his lips.
“Sister, you don’t even recognize me?”
Wen Xu spoke with a child’s tone. “Did you forget about me?”
“What are you saying? I can forget anyone but you.”
Sang Qianqian was overjoyed and very naturally took Wen Xu’s hand. “Why didn’t you come in? What are you doing outside?”
“I was waiting for you.” Wen Xu answered with confidence.
“Wait for me? Why didn’t you wait in the house when you were waiting for me? And why didn’t you give me a call when you were waiting for me?”
Sang Qianqian glanced at him. “I see you were smoking while standing outside. You seem to be smoking more and more frequently now.”
The last time she returned to Yuecheng, Wen Xu came to see her. He was also smoking on the balcony at night when she ran into him.
Wen Xu laughed and avoided the main point. “It’s because you’re not by my side, Sister. There’s no one to care for me. By the way, Sister, when are you going back to Ming City?”
“I can’t return to Ming City for the time being.”
Sang Qianqian asked, “Anyways, why did you come here so suddenly? You didn’t even inform me beforehand.”
“It wasn’t sudden. I just happened to be on the phone with Brother Minglang today. I heard that he was injured and that you’ve returned to Yuecheng. I also heard that Shen Hanyu was with you.”
A mysterious light flashed in Wen Xu’s eyes. “The last time in the capital, it was as difficult as ascending to the heavens to see him. This time, he even came personally, so how can I not come to meet him?”