"Sorry to bother you, Chairman Su." Song Guanchao said with a sincere smile.
Chairman Su smiled slightly, not delving into the topic further, and directly asked, "Mr. Song, is there sothing you need from ?"
He was straightforward, and Song Guanchao was also direct, explaining tonight's situation to him briefly and quickly.
After listening, Chairman Su's expression changed slightly, and his tone beca more serious, "I will give Mr. Song an explanation."
Song Guanchao said, "Don't misunderstand, Chairman Su. I'm not here for an explanation; I just wanted to inform you."
Chairman Su asked, "Do you want to handle it yourself, Mr. Song?"
"Yes." Song Guanchao replied, "This is a small matter, not worth bothering Chairman Su to personally intervene."
He just felt that since it involved Chairman Su, it wouldn't be appropriate not to say anything.
Chairman Su understood his aning and replied with a light hum, "I'll have President Qiao contact you."
"Sure."
With Chairman Su's proactive involvent, things would be simpler and quicker.
Moreover, for Chairman Su to directly contact President Qiao, this also indicated that President Qiao probably wasn't aware of the situation.
After all, considering President Qiao's status in the circle, he wouldn't be so easily bought by Xu Chengcheng.
Besides, whatever Xu Chengcheng could offer President Qiao, couldn't Chairman Su offer the sa?
So, the one truly bought off should be that Brother Xiong, Li Xiong.
Brother Xuan, who was standing aside, was extrely surprised listening to the tone of his conversation with Chairman Su.
Chairman Su seed very polite to him.
How strange.
Although Song Guanchao's status wasn't bad, compared to Chairman Su, they weren't on the sa level at all.
Yet, he was given such importance by Chairman Su.
Brother Xuan originally didn't pay much attention to Song Guanchao, and he only ca because of Tan Xiang's request tonight.
But after listening to his conversation with Chairman Su, Brother Xuan started to reevaluate.
This Mr. Song must have sothing unusual about him.
Either his background is extraordinary, or he has sothing formidable in hand.
"Brother Xuan, have a cup of tea." Seeing him standing nearby, Song Guanchao kindly invited him and picked up the teapot on the coffee table, pouring him a cup.
Brother Xuan hesitated a bit, then sat opposite him, taking the tea, "Thank you, Mr. Song."
"Brother Xuan, there's no need to be so polite. I should be the one thanking you for stepping in tonight."
"You can just call Qi Xuan, Mr. Song." Being addressed as "Brother Xuan" felt a bit pressuring for him, as it was a term used by the younger guys.
The two chatted for a mont; then, an unfamiliar number called in.
As expected, it was President Qiao.
"Hello, who is this?"
"Hello, Mr. Song, this is Qiao Er."
President Qiao's voice was a bit hoarse and low.
Chairman Su must have inford him of the specifics, as a hint of suppressed anger could be sensed in his voice.
But this anger wasn't directed at Song Guanchao.
"So it's Mr. Qiao."
"Mr. Song, I've heard from Chairman Su about the situation. Could you tell where you are now? I'll bring Li Xiong over to et you."
"Fenglin Club, when you arrive, soone will greet you."
"Okay."
President Qiao didn't waste words and hung up the phone directly.
Song Guanchao said, "Mr. Qi, please let the club staff know that President Qiao will be coming shortly."
"Alright." Qi Xuan picked up his phone to make arrangents.
Song Guanchao was cracking lon seeds, leaning back on the chair silently.
The few young n kneeling on the floor in front of the coffee table were trembling all over.
They clearly understood that they had offended soone they couldn't afford to ss with tonight.
The man in front of them had the terrifying power to decide their fate with just a word.
Whether they could leave Fenglin Club unhard tonight entirely depended on whether he was willing to let them go.
President Qiao acted swiftly and arrived at Fenglin Club in less than half an hour.
After getting out of the car, he walked to the entrance of the club.
The lobby manager waiting at the entrance quickly approached, "Hello, President Qiao."
"Mm." Qiao Er gave him a glance and looked at his watch, but didn't go up imdiately.
Because Li Xiong hadn't arrived yet.
The lobby manager was surprised in his heart; was President Qiao waiting for soone?
What kind of status would make President Qiao wait at the door?
Soon, the lobby manager found out.
About five minutes later, a flashy BMW 7 Series drove into the club's parking lot.
The car door opened, and a man over 1.9 ters tall, with a dragon tattoo over his shoulders, got out of the car.
It was Li Xiong.
Li Xiong had a cropped hairstyle, well-defined features, a tapered chin, and a silver earring on his earlobe.
He was wearing a pink shirt and white shorts, lighting a cigarette as he got out of the car.
Then he saw Qiao Er at the door and walked over with a smile, "President Qiao, what are you doing here?"
This place belonged to Qi Xuan.
They usually wouldn't co here without a reason.
Qiao Er didn't explain and instead turned to walk into the club, while the lobby manager quickly led the way ahead, "This way, President Qiao."
Li Xiong didn't give it much thought, assuming Qi Xuan wanted to discuss cooperation.
Didn't he see the lobby manager behaving like a sycophant?
On the second floor, the lobby manager knocked on a door and then pushed it open.
Walking into the private room, seeing five young n kneeling on the floor, Li Xiong's expression stiffened imdiately, and the cigarette hanging from his mouth paused.
He realized that tonight seed a bit unusual.
As for Song Guanchao on the sofa, he simply ignored him because he didn't know him at all.
"President Qiao." Qi Xuan walked over and greeted him, only giving a slight smile to Li Xiong standing beside Qiao Er.
The smile had an inexplicable aning, which made Li Xiong feel increasingly uneasy.
Song Guanchao also stood up, clapped his hands, and reached out, "President Qiao, sorry to trouble you to co over so late."
This is Mr. Song?
Qiao Er quickly assessed him, smiling while reaching out his hand, "I hope this incident won't affect the relationship between Mr. Song and Chairman Su."
Song Guanchao said, "This has nothing to do with Chairman Su. I only inford him in case he felt uncomfortable."
Mr. Song...
Listening to Qiao Er's address, Li Xiong's heart tightened, realizing why Qiao Er brought him here.
Tonight's plan had been exposed!
He imdiately said, "Brother Qiao..."
"Shut up!" Qiao Er scolded, turning around to slap him in the face.
Li Xiong could have dodged, but he didn't because he shouldn't.
He also clearly understood that Qiao Er hitting him in front of Song Guanchao was for his own good.
It was an attempt to resolve this matter with minimal cost.
Li Xiong lowered his head after being hit, his nearly two-ter fra utterly suppressed by Qiao Er's aura.
Qi Xuan quietly watched the scene and didn't speak up or intervene.
He was just there to watch the show tonight, providing the venue, with everything else unrelated to him.
Song Guanchao looked at Li Xiong with a smile, then at Qiao Er.
Qiao Er wants to protect Li Xiong; this intention was too obvious.
He actually didn't care how Qiao Er dealt with Li Xiong; he just thought Qiao Er was a bit fanciful.
Whether Li Xiong could be protected, Qiao Er wasn't the one to decide.
This depended on Chairman Su.
"President Qiao, please sit." Song Guanchao sat down, pointing at the five on the floor, "Could you ask Brother Xiong for if I did sothing wrong or offended him sohow? So I can make ands in the future."
"Rest assured, Mr. Song, tonight I will provide you with an explanation."
Qiao Er solemnly promised, then looked up at Li Xiong, "Speak!"
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