-At the Haike Group building-
Lan Sige parked his car downstairs. After putting on his sunglasses, he walked toward the lobby reception like a proud peacock. With his middle finger, he lowered the sunglasses halfway, revealing his eyes. He winked at the receptionist and flashed a charming smile that could melt hearts.
“Could you help me arrange a meeting with your Assistant Li?”
The receptionist was instantly dazzled by his smile. Blushing shyly, she said, “Young Master Lan, I’ll call Assistant Li right away.”
Just as she picked up the phone, Lan Sige seemed to remember something and stretched out his hand to stop her.
“No need. I’ll go up and find Assistant Li myself.”
The receptionist put down the phone. “Alright, Young Master Lan.”
Everyone working at Haike knew that Lan Sige was a close friend of their president Song Jingting. He frequently visited the office building to see him, so without hesitation they allowed him to pass.
Lan Sige whistled as he pressed the button for the private elevator and slowly made his way to the floor where the president’s office was located.
Song Jingting disliked crowds, so the entire floor contained only his office and the small office of Li Ziqing. No one else worked there.
Every time Lan Sige came here, he could not help but complain that Song Jingting lived like an old fossil who didn’t understand how to enjoy life. If it were him, he would definitely hire several beautiful secretaries so he could at least enjoy the view during breaks.
Lan Sige had once told Song Jingting this idea.
In return, he had only received an eye roll.
Lan Sige walked to the door of Li Ziqing’s office and leaned against the doorframe. He whistled toward the man inside who was working diligently with his head down.
“Assistant Li, working so hard?”
When Li Ziqing heard that voice, he immediately knew who had arrived. Without even lifting his head, he said, “Young Master Lan, what important matter brings you here?”
Li Ziqing was extremely busy.
Since their president had gone to America, all the work originally meant for him had fallen onto Li Ziqing’s shoulders. He had already been working overtime continuously for a month, praying every day for the president to return soon.
“Tsk, Assistant Li, so cold. You weren’t like this before,” Lan Sige said, pretending to be a heartbroken girl abandoned by a scumbag, deliberately softening his voice.
Li Ziqing shivered.
What was this Young Master Lan planning now?
“Young Master Lan, our president is on a business trip. If you’re looking for him, you came at the wrong time,” Li Ziqing said, squeezing out a little time despite the pressure of work.
“Who said I came to see your president? The person I came to see today is you.”
“Me?”
What could a small special assistant like him possibly do?
Lan Sige stopped pretending and directly tossed the document folder in his hand toward him.
Li Ziqing was completely confused.
Was this for him?
“Young Master Lan, what is this?”
“Open it and you’ll know. By the way, I’ve been here for quite a while. Aren’t you going to offer me a glass of water, Assistant Li?”
Lan Sige sat down on the sofa behind him, his limbs sprawled casually.
Li Ziqing shook his head and pressed the company intercom, asking a subordinate to bring a glass of water.
“You’re not going to check what’s inside right now?” Lan Sige asked, a flash of excitement appearing in his eyes.
Li Ziqing had no time.
“Young Master Lan, I’ll look at it after I finish the work at hand.”
He was racing against time and had no intention of wasting even a moment.
That wouldn’t do.
Lan Sige wanted to see the old fox’s reaction. If Li Ziqing didn’t look, how could he report it? And if it wasn’t reported, how could he enjoy the show?
“Looking at a file won’t waste your time. Assistant Li, when this young master tells you to look, you should look.”
Li Ziqing felt a headache coming on.
Now he finally understood how his president felt. No wonder Song Jingting frowned every time he saw Lan Sige. He was simply too difficult to deal with.
Once this young master set his mind on something, he would never give up until he got his way.
Li Ziqing sighed in pain and picked up the document folder again, pulling out the files inside.
What exactly was in it that was worth wasting his precious time?
Originally, Li Ziqing only intended to glance at it briefly and be done with it.
But when he saw the photos inside along with a hospital examination report, he froze in shock.
Lan Sige had been waiting exactly for this reaction.
Excitedly, he said, “So? Is this gift surprising? Hurry and tell your president.”
Just imagining the old fox’s eternally cold expression finally showing some change made him feel delighted.
Li Ziqing immediately understood why Lan Sige had come to him.
He was being used as a gun.
For Lan Sige to obtain these materials, he must have sent quite a few people to keep watch. If he personally delivered these documents to Song Jingting, Song Jingting would definitely know that Lan Sige had sent people to follow that woman.
Considering how much Song Jingting valued that woman, he would certainly peel off Lan Sige’s skin.
But if the news was passed through Li Ziqing, then Song Jingting’s anger would fall on him instead.
And Lan Sige could simply watch the drama unfold from the side.
“Young Master Lan, that’s really not fair,” Li Ziqing said without hesitation, pushing the folder back.
He had no intention of getting involved.
“Assistant Li, what are you afraid of? With me here, the old fox won’t dare do anything to you.”
Yeah right. Then why don’t you go tell him yourself?
Li Ziqing thought silently.
“You’re just like Black Panther—so timid. What’s there to be afraid of about that old fox?”
Li Ziqing thought to himself: If you’re not afraid, why are you acting guilty?
“Assistant Li, think about it. Your president finally found someone he likes. And that person is carrying his child. If you don’t tell him now, he’ll blame you when he finds out later. Didn’t the old fox also tell you to keep an eye on her?”
“Young Master Lan, how did you know the president told me to watch her?”
Lan Sige coughed.
The two groups that had been tracking the same target had simply bumped into each other.
“Assistant Li, stop hesitating. Hurry and call your president and tell him about this. She might become your future president’s wife. I heard pregnant women are especially fragile and need companionship. If your president doesn’t come back in time and someone steals your future president’s wife away, who will your president cry to then?”
Lan Sige continued fanning the flames.
Li Ziqing’s mouth twitched.
Their president crying?
Impossible.
Still, it was better to report this matter.
“Young Master Lan, I’ll send the president a message right now.”
Calling was inconvenient since it was nighttime in America and the president was probably already resting.
“Hurry up, hurry up. We can’t delay.”
Lan Sige was in an excellent mood.
He felt he had made a huge contribution—saving the old fox’s family and preventing him from losing both wife and child.
He felt extremely proud of himself.
However, Song Jingting was not resting.
At that moment, he was dressed casually, working in his study while preparing documents to expand into new business ventures.
Song Jingting set down his pen and pressed the corner of his eyes in fatigue.
This trip to America had not gone as smoothly as he had expected. He had underestimated the Song family.
The Song family had a very solid foundation, and a large portion of their business was rooted in America.
He could not swallow such a huge piece all at once.
He would have to take it bit by bit.
He could have destroyed the Song family in one move, but doing so would also affect his own company significantly.
Since that was the case, it would be better to proceed slowly.
This way his company’s interests would not be harmed, and he could still watch his enemy suffer.
He was not in a hurry.
The phone on the desk suddenly lit up.
Song Jingting picked it up.
His normally calm and expressionless handsome face was now fixed intently on the screen.