Back in the hotel's presidential suite, Song Tong invited Yang Ling to sit down, called the hotel attendant to deliver two cups of coffee, and turned on the computer to check this quarter's financial statements.
The dense numbers gave Yang Ling a headache.
"You came to Yanjing alone this time?" Yang Ling asked.
"Of course not, there are a few assistants. They live in the next room. I will ask them to prepare the documents later. When you go back, give them to the old man for him to sign. We will take care of the rest.
Originally, I wanted to find an office in Yanjing, but I thought that if the merger and acquisition of Tianyu Group can go smoothly, it can be used as the office of our Lingtian Group in Yanjing, so I will work in the hotel for the time being." Song Tong
said.
"Tianyu Group is my grandfather's lifelong effort. Many of the company's veterans have been with him for many years, so..."
"I understand what you mean, don't worry. Although the company needs more fresh blood, these veterans have contributed a lot, and I will not treat them badly. Those who are willing to stay, I will give them suitable positions. Those who are not willing to stay will be given suitable positions.
Yes, I will also pay the pension. I can't let others say that the old man is ungrateful." Song Tong smiled slightly.
"That's good." Yang Ling nodded.
"You sit down for a while while I read the financial statements."
Yang Ling responded and didn't disturb her again.
Not long after, the doorbell rang outside the door.
Yang Ling stood up and opened the door, only to see a waiter standing at the door holding two cups of coffee.
"Is this the coffee you ordered?" The waiter's attitude was respectful.
"Yes, come in." Yang Ling stepped aside, and the waiter came in with the coffee and placed it on the table.
"Thank you!" Song Tong handed over a hundred-dollar bill.
"Thank you, thank you." The waiter nodded repeatedly and reached out to take it.
In the midst of lightning, a cold light suddenly flashed from the waiter's hand and stabbed Song Tong in the chest.
"Be careful!" Yang Ling was shocked.
The waiter saw only an afterimage, and the dagger actually penetrated the air, and he couldn't help but be stunned. However, before he could react, he felt a pain in his knees, and he knelt down involuntarily. Then, his arm was turned behind his back, and the dagger fell.
On the ground.
Not to mention him, even Yang Ling didn't see Song Tong's movements clearly, and couldn't help being secretly surprised. Thinking of the situation just now, he couldn't help but feel a little scared. But he never expected that Song Tong's cultivation level was so high.
It's obvious that he is more than a little above himself.
This is normal. After all, he is the direct disciple of Song Ran, the chairman of Haotian Group. How can he be an ordinary person?
Although Yang Ling also studied martial arts with Wolf King Ye Qian, it only lasted for two or three months. No matter how talented he was, it would be difficult for him to compete with Song Ran's more than ten years of training in such a short period of time.
"Who are you?" Song Ran asked sharply.
The waiter was speechless. He only saw his mouth move slightly, and then he vomited blood and died.
Like the "cleaning lady" I met in the morning, it seems that she hid a medicine bag in her mouth in advance. Once she was captured, she bit the medicine bag and the poison flowed into her abdomen, killing her on the spot.
Such things happened one after another, and Yang Ling couldn't help but frown. It seemed that the person behind the scenes was clearly targeting him and wanted to kill the people around him to make him sad. Yang Ling couldn't help but think of the events in the Jin family.
The figure I met seemed to be him without a doubt, but I didn't know who he was.
"Are you causing trouble again?" Song Tong glanced at Yang Ling and smiled slightly.
She was used to this kind of scene, so naturally it would not make her lose her sense of control, nor would it make her feel any nervousness or worry. Besides, since she chose to assist Yang Ling, she had already expected that these things would happen to her.
occur.
"Probably." Yang Ling smiled bitterly.
"Who are they?" Song Tong asked.
"I don't know either. I think it's the mysterious master I met at Jin's house." Yang Ling briefly told what happened at Jin's house.
Song Tong frowned slightly, "Could it be someone from the Dragon King Palace?"
"The Dragon King Palace only regards the Jin family as a pawn. There should be no need for them to be so angry about the Jin family. Although the Dragon King Palace wants to kill me, I see that the mysterious master seems very angry. I guess
It may have some close relationship with the Jin family. However, the possibility of it being instigated by the Dragon King Palace cannot be ruled out," Yang Ling said.
"This Dragon King Palace is indeed a scourge. If we don't get rid of it as soon as possible, more things will definitely happen in the future." Song Tong frowned, a chill flashing in his eyes.
"It's a pity that we know too little about the Dragon King Palace now, so we have no way to fight back. We can only try to find ways to deal with them." Yang Ling sighed helplessly.
Song Tong smiled faintly, "Don't worry, someone is already helping you. It shouldn't take too long."
"Someone is helping me? Who?" Yang Ling asked in surprise.
"You will know later." Song Tong's smile was unpredictable, leaving Yang Ling confused.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Three long and two short.
Song Tong went over and opened the door, and a young girl walked in, "Mr. Song."
Then, seeing Yang Ling fighting at the side, he quickly saluted, "Mr. Yang."
"This is my assistant Pan Feng." Song Tong introduced.
Yang Ling nodded slightly to say hello.
"Mr. Song, this is the information you want." Pan Feng handed over the document in his hand.
"Okay." Song Tong nodded and took it, glanced at it, and then handed the documents to Yang Ling, "Take these documents back and give them to the old man to sign. I will call the old man again tomorrow and ask him to tell the company.
So that I can take over."
"Yeah." Yang Ling nodded.
"Mr. Song, this is..." Pan Feng asked in surprise when he saw the body on the ground.
"For a small matter, you will notify the lawyer later and then call the police." Song Tong ordered.
"Yes." Pan Feng responded.
"I won't keep you here. If you have any questions, please contact me again." Song Tong glanced at Yang Ling and said.
Song Tong can naturally handle such a trivial matter, so Yang Ling doesn't have to worry. After saying goodbye, Yang Ling turned and left.
Looking at his back, Pan Feng smiled narrowly and said, "Mr. Yang is very handsome. No wonder Mr. Song is so determined to help her."
"Damn girl, you're talking nonsense." Song Tong glared at her, "If you like it, would you like me to introduce it to you?"
"How can anyone like me?" Pan Feng smiled sheepishly, "Besides, I can't compete with you, Mr. Song."
"Okay, hurry up and get to work. I have reached an agreement with Mr. Yang to merge Tianyu Group into our Lingtian Group. There will be a lot of work ahead, and you will all have to work hard. When the work is done, I will give you a good holiday.