At this mont, Qi Yiming was sowhat taken aback by Song Guanchao's words.
Song Guanchao revealed a lot of details.
To be honest, when he found out that Song handled this on his own, Qi Yiming was a bit skeptical.
But after hearing the rest, he had no choice but to believe it.
He couldn't imagine where Song Guanchao got such ability from.
Not relying on the police or the province, he managed to retrieve the money all by himself.
And he rembered the last words of Song Guanchao.
Although Song Guanchao didn't say what the end would be if it happened a second ti.
But Qi Yiming knew that if it happened again, the company Golden Heaven and Earth would probably be put on a special blacklist.
In Lingjiang, Golden Heaven and Earth would no longer have any foundation to survive.
After a simple interaction, he believed Song Guanchao would indeed do it.
The conversation ended, and Qi Yiming left the City Committee.
His face was very gloomy and unpleasant.
Not angry at Song Guanchao's threat.
But because he regretted stabbing Song Guanchao in the back back then.
But at the ti, his decision made perfect sense.
At that ti, in Lingjiang, the local officials still held the most power.
Additionally, Secretary Lu and Mayor Zheng also had their respective powers.
In contrast, although Wu Qiangwei was strong, she fell into a disadvantage during that incident.
Who could have imagined that in just half a year, the entire political landscape of Lingjiang would undergo such drastic changes?
And all of this stemd from this scam.
A few swindlers caused Mayor Zheng and Mayor Jiang so much trouble.
To minimize losses, Jiang Yuan didn't hesitate to give up four core departnts.
Qi Yiming sighed inwardly; at least it wasn't all bad.
At least Song Guanchao made things clear.
Letting him know where Song Guanchao's bottom line was.
Eleven thirty.
Jiang Sheng arrived.
He pushed the door open, and Song Guanchao showed no intention of getting up, rely raising his head to glance at him.
His gaze was contemptuous, mocking, and slightly teasing.
Jiang Sheng's calm deanor was nearly instantly thrown into turmoil.
He suppressed his anger, went over, and pulled out a chair.
"Did I tell you to sit?" Song Guanchao sneered.
Jiang Sheng's face twitched: "Song Guanchao, I ca here to give you face, don't be ungrateful!"
He snorted and sat down.
Song Guanchao sneered: "Give face? Young Master Jiang really thinks highly of himself."
Jiang Sheng impatiently said: "I don't have ti to argue with you, have the swindlers been caught? Has the money been recovered?"
"They've been caught, and the money has been recovered," Song Guanchao said cooperatively.
Jiang Sheng felt slightly better, and his tone softened: "Since it's been recovered, transfer the money over."
"No transfer."
"What did you say?"
"I said, no transfer," Song Guanchao replied with a smile.
Jiang Sheng's nostrils flared, and he said, "Song Guanchao, the conflict between you and can be settled privately however you like. But this is a matter between the governnt and our company, dare you cause trouble, do you believe I will report you to the Disciplinary Committee?"
"Go ahead." Song Guanchao took out his phone: "Here, this is the number for Secretary Wang of the Disciplinary Committee, go ahead and call to report."
"See if Secretary Wang will believe what you say."
"You!" Jiang Sheng was furious; he hadn't expected Song Guanchao to be so blatant.
He really wanted to throw a tantrum, curse Song Guanchao, and then slam the door on his way out.
But he held back.
He knew he couldn't do that.
That two billion was tied to his status in the Jiang family.
This money had to be retrieved!
His tone softened: "What conditions do you want?"
Song Guanchao was rather surprised: "Two billion only, it's not much of a loss for the Jiang family, right?"
"Or, is this two billion very important to you?"
"Let think..."
"You lost a lot of money last ti because of the Fengn Building project, and this ti another two billion..."
"I got it!"
As if he realized sothing, Song Guanchao's eyes lit up: "This company is losing money again and again under your managent, and if you don't recover this money, that old hag of a grandmother of yours will be disappointed. The Jiang family won't keep supporting you, right?"
Jiang Sheng looked gloomy.
And his expression confird Song Guanchao's speculation.
Song Guanchao laughed and said: "Seems like your future is in my hands."
Jiang Sheng said sternly: "What on earth do you want?"
"Simple." Song Guanchao snapped his fingers, pointing downward: "Co, kneel, kowtow."
"Song Guanchao!"
Jiang Sheng could no longer contain his anger and slamd the table as he stood up.
Song Guanchao replied coolly: "One kowtow, ten million."
"Two billion ans twenty kowtows."
"I'm giving you the chance; whether you can get this money back is up to you."
Song Guanchao glanced at his watch and said: "I have a lunch appointnt; don't waste my ti."
"Damn it!"
"Song Guanchao, what do you think you are!"
Jiang Sheng felt murderous rage.
This bastard, using his own money to threaten him!
"Do you think you can control this money?"
"You're just a secretary, worse than a dog, qualified to sit at the sa table and talk with ?"
"Idiot bastard!"
Jiang Sheng cursed and was about to leave.
Before he left, Song Guanchao, unbeknownst to him, had already stood up, blocking his path.
The playful smile on his face disappeared, replaced with a dangerous indifference.
"Was the cursing satisfying?"
Song Guanchao grabbed his collar and slapped his face.
After several slaps, Jiang Sheng felt as if he had been hit by a car.
Song Guanchao casually threw him to the ground and said condescendingly: "Rember, this is Lingjiang, my turf. Behave yourself when you co to the City Committee."
Jiang Sheng climbed up from the ground, his face stinging with pain.
But he dared not utter a harsh word.
He had dealt with Song Guanchao a few tis and knew this man would resort to violence over a disagreent.
The sa happened last ti at the Jiang Mansion.
This guy dared to act even in his own villa; here, he had even less concern.
Jiang Sheng had always been wary of him, only this ti Song Guanchao went too far, making him angry, causing him to lose restraint.
Those slaps sobered him instantly.
After Song Guanchao left the office, he muttered a few curses under his breath and left the office.
After exiting the City Committee, he drove, blood-red eyes, heading towards the Disciplinary Committee.
He wanted to report Song Guanchao!
He wanted this guy to pay the price!
He wanted to see Song Guanchao's downfall!
A re secretary, where did he get the audacity to use the recovered money to threaten him!
Did he really think he had the power to decide the fate of this fund?
Soon, he arrived at the Disciplinary Committee and found a staff mber: "I want to report!"
The staff mber was sowhat surprised.
This place received piles of complaints daily, but walk-in reports were rare even in a year.
The staff mber imdiately took it seriously: "Hello, who would you like to report?"
"Song Guanchao!"
"The secretary of Wu Qiangwei from the City Committee, Song Guanchao!"
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