One person controls one prison. After entering the world, I am invincible.

Song Qingxue and Ye Xiao did not have any extra communication on the way out of the hospital.

In fact, Song Qingxue did not deliberately find an excuse to leave, but the current Song Group really had too many things for her to deal with. One hundred million yuan of funds were taken away by the financial manager, and the shareholders of the group almost blew up her phone.

She had to do not only urge the patrol to find the financial manager, but also find a way to appease the shareholders, and raise one hundred million yuan to fill the deficit, and even guard against competitors at this juncture. Each of these things was enough to make her anxious.

Song Qingxue was busy until the early morning and went home exhausted. Ye Xiao looked at Song Qingxue sleeping in the car through the rearview mirror and couldn't help sighing.

Isn't it better to find a man to marry early? Why do you have to take on all these things yourself?

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The next day, Song Qingxue was busy again. She took Ye Xiao to many banks to apply for loans, but to her disappointment, all banks in Lingzhou rejected her application.

The patrolman didn't make any progress, which made Song Qingxue feel more and more that something was wrong. She had a feeling that someone must be behind all this.

Song Qingxue returned to the company and sat weakly on the chair. She bit her lips slightly, frowned, and thought hard about how to break the deadlock.

An hour ago, she had no choice but to call Hong Zhihao and asked him to ask her father to meet. Although Hong Zhihao agreed, he never replied. She knew that even Hong Zhihao's way was not feasible.

What should I do! I can't contact my grandfather. Do I really have to watch the company collapse in my hands?

On the other side, Ye Xiao, who was sitting leisurely at his workstation playing mobile games, suddenly received a call.

It was from Mr. Song Qigong.

"Xiao Ye! You have to help this time!" Song Qigong said straight to the point.

"Old man, what nonsense are you talking about! I am just a little bodyguard now, what can I do to help!" Ye Xiao responded indifferently.

He naturally knew what Song Qigong meant by help. Indeed, Ye Xiao had too many ways to help the Song Group through this crisis, but why should he do it?

If the old man was willing to take out the token, he could agree without hesitation.

"Xiao Ye, your parents and I have an old friendship, and given your relationship with Qingxue, you can't just stand by and watch them die!" Song Qigong was still thinking about getting something for nothing.

Ye Xiao couldn't help but curl his lips: "Grandpa, you said that it was your friendship with my parents, why don't you contact them and ask my parents to help?"

Song Qigong sighed, knowing that Ye Xiao would not give in if he didn't come up with something, "Xiao Ye, didn't we have a three-month agreement before? If you make a move this time, I will shorten it by five days."

Ye Xiao was directly amused. This old man really knows how to ask for a price. Five days, tut tut, he can say that.

"Grandpa, since you are so insincere, forget it! Don't disturb me playing games." Ye Xiao was about to hang up the phone.

"No, no, no! Ten days, how about ten days?" Song Qigong gritted his teeth.

"At least one month!" Ye Xiao reported his expected time.

"Half a month, this is my maximum limit. If you don't agree, let me destroy the Song Group." Song Qigong said toughly.

Ye Xiao almost choked on his own saliva. Is this old man so brave? His own company said to give up treatment, and he directly pulled out the oxygen tube?

"Okay, okay, deal!"

Half a month is half a month! It's better than no bargain at all.

After hanging up Song Qigong's phone, Ye Xiao dialed Shen Qianyi's number, "Mr. Shen? I'm Ye Xiao, I want you to do me a favor..."

Ten minutes later, Song Qingxue, who was still frowning, suddenly saw an extra 100 million in her company account.

What's going on?

She quickly operated the interface to find out the source of the transfer, which turned out to be from Jiangnan Bank. Soon, the secretary of the president of Jiangnan Bank also called her and explained the agreement to lend money.

The depression on Song Qingxue's face was swept away. Who helped her, Hong Zhihao?

I guess there was no one else! I really didn't expect Hong Zhihao to go straight to the point and convince his father.

Thinking of this, Song Qingxue called Hong Zhihao again, "Mr. Hong, I have received the notice about the bank's loan. I will treat you to dinner tonight!"

Although Song Qingxue didn't like Hong Zhihao very much, he helped her a lot after all, so she naturally couldn't just say nothing.

Hong Zhihao on the other end of the line was confused. He had just called his father, but he only got a scolding from his father for not doing his job! Did the old man change his mind?

"Haha, these are all trivial matters. I wanted to tell you in advance, but a big customer just came and I couldn't get away for a while." Hong Zhihao hesitated for only a second and admitted it openly.

If you don't take advantage, you bastard.

He was excited when he thought about having dinner with Song Qingxue in the evening. Eating is a good start. After dinner, watch a movie, and then get a room. This combination operation is his specialty!

It seems that at this moment he can imagine Song Qingxue's white body, rising and falling on his body.

At the same time, in the office of Huwei Group, a competitor of Song Group.

A middle-aged man in a suit, pale and swollen, like a squashed sweet potato, is hugging the female secretary in his arms and touching her.

This person is none other than Xu Huwei, the chairman of Huwei Group.

The female secretary panted and said, "Mr. Xu, you played this move really well. Not only did you cut off the capital chain of the Song Group, but you also cut off all the banks from lending to them. Now you have taken another big step towards your plan to swallow up the Xu Group!"

Xu Huwei narrowed his eyes slightly and said disdainfully, "The only old man in the Song Group, Song Qigong, can still fight with me. Song Qingxue is just a cucumber with a flower on top, too tender."

"Just wait! This time, I will not only bring down the Song Group, but it won't be long before Song Qingxue will have to lie down on my bed obediently."

The grievances between the two companies have been going on for a long time. This time, Xu Huwei took advantage of the transition between the old and new in the Song Group to kill the Song Group with one blow.

Just when Xu Huwei thought it was time to undress and perform a move of "Eagle Spreading Wings" in front of the female secretary, his office door was suddenly pushed open.

"Boss Xu, this is bad!" A trusted subordinate of Xu Huwei rushed in.

"Ah!" The female secretary screamed and jumped off Xu Huwei's body.

"Asshole, don't you know to knock on the door?" Xu Huwei was furious, because his eagle was instantly frightened into a quail.

"Boss Xu, Jiangnan Bank has lent money to the Song Group." The subordinate said with a stiff face.

"What!" Xu Huwei stood up suddenly.

"Didn't we promise benefits to the president of Jiangnan Bank? Why would he lend money to the Xu Group?"

"I don't know the details!" The subordinate looked embarrassed.

"However, there are rumors outside that President Hong's son is pursuing Song Qingxue, so he persuaded President Hong."

"Damn it!" Xu Huwei slammed the table fiercely.

Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes, and a ruthless light flashed in his eyes, "We can't let the Song Group catch its breath. We must do it once and for all. Contact the people from Hell Gate and let them do it!"

Hearing the three words "Hell Gate", the female secretary was frightened and her pretty face turned pale. This is a famous assassin organization in Long Country! Could it be that Xu Huwei was going to kill Song Qingxue?

"Yes, I will arrange it right away." The subordinate said and left the office.