Chapter 668 Save me

The message was simple, just six words long.

But this caused ripples to spread across the teacup in Ouyang Xian Yue's hand.

The mother on the other end immediately noticed her drastic change in mood and asked with concern, "Little Bear, what's wrong?"

“It’s nothing.” Ouyang Xian Yue shook her head gently, a slight smile playing on her lips. “A… very important person has returned.”

Hearing her daughter's words and seeing the gentle expression on her face.

The mother seemed to understand something, her eyes flickered, and she tentatively asked, "Is it that... Tang Song?"

“Yes.” Ouyang Xian Yue nodded. “Moreover, he’s coming to Rongcheng at the end of the month to accompany me to visit my grandfather.”

"This..." The mother's eyes widened instantly. "He's coming to our house? Oh dear, I need to get ready right away! Should I tidy up the east wing? It's the one next to yours, it has a good orientation and it's quiet..."

Her tone was filled with undisguised joy and anticipation.

Ouyang Xian Yue was taken aback upon hearing this, then chuckled and shook her head: "Mom, you're overthinking it, that's not what I meant. It's just that Grandpa has been talking about him a lot and wanted to see him one last time before he passed away. As you know, he's the young man that Grandpa has admired the most over the years."

"Ah?" A hint of disappointment appeared on the mother's face, but she then said cautiously, "Little Bear, actually it's not just your grandfather, your father and I... also admire him very much. We all think that this young man is remarkable in terms of his vision, ability, and character. We are very relieved that you have such a good friend."

"Hehe." Ouyang Xian Yue was amused. "You guys really have wild imaginations. I'm already 36 years old this year, and he's only 26. Do you think that's possible? Besides, our relationship isn't what you think it is."

As she spoke, she lightly tapped the screen with her fingertips, replying earnestly and solemnly, "Long time no see, Tang Song."

After sending the message, she let out a soft sigh.

Even though I had already received a clear answer from Wen Ruan, this direct contact from him felt completely different.

She gently put down her teacup and picked up her phone.

My fingertips slid slowly across the cool screen.

The last message was from about a year ago, before Christmas 2022.

At that time, at Su Yu's request, she sent a message to Tang Song, asking him if he would go to Shanghai for Su Yu's birthday.

However, the message disappeared without a trace, and no response was received.

Just as he said when he left, he was going to be even more ruthless than he had imagined.

Speaking of which, she herself hadn't seen Tang Song for a year.

"Buzz buzz buzz—" The phone vibrated.

[Tang Song: "I'll arrive in Chengdu tomorrow afternoon. Come pick me up, okay?"]

Upon seeing this message, Ouyang Xian Yue couldn't help but smile and quickly typed, "Of course, as you wish."

The mother sipped her tea, watching her expression and movements, her eyes thoughtful.

Their family only learned of the existence of the name "Tang Song" five years ago.

At that time, Tangyi Precision had completed its most crucial round of financing and technological innovation, and even made a strong acquisition of a German optical lens company.

They also secured core OEM business from three well-known overseas technology companies.

It has become the most prominent "dark horse" in China's technology manufacturing industry.

When they learned from their daughter, Ouyang Xian Yue, that there was a mysterious young man behind all of this, they were naturally extremely shocked.

However, after using the family's resources to conduct the most in-depth background investigation on Tang Song, they put their worries aside.

The background of the Tang and Song dynasties is extremely clean, almost unbelievably so.

From his ancestors three generations back to himself, all the information is clearly verifiable.

He was just a young man from an ordinary rural family in Yan Province with no special background.

Yet this seemingly unremarkable young man was able to stir up a storm in the turbulent financial markets both at home and abroad.

He single-handedly created several renowned companies, including Tangyi Precision, Smile Investment (the predecessor of Smile Holdings), and Jingwu Capital.

More importantly, this young man was extremely important to his daughter, who had always been arrogant and haughty.

So important that, in order to ensure his absolute safety in the country, Ouyang Xian Yue even went so far as to use all the connections and favors of the Ouyang family and her ex-husband's family.

At the same time, this is also the only person of the opposite sex with whom Ouyang Xian Yue has had a close relationship over the years.

As a mother, she inevitably had some expectations.

After a moment of hesitation, she couldn't help but ask the question that had been lingering in her mind for so long: "Little Bear, so... what exactly is your relationship now?"

Ouyang Xian Yue paused, about to say something.

But then it suddenly stopped.

Her pale, slender fingers unconsciously swept across the cool phone screen, her gaze slightly unfocused.

what relationship?
It seems she hasn't really thought about this issue seriously.

To say they were elders and juniors? That's nonsense. Tang Song respected her, but he never showed her the slightest bit of awe. Their interactions were always centered around him.

We're friends, but it seems like we're more than that.

Perhaps... we could call them soulmates?

Even she herself felt that the word was a bit pretentious.

Her thoughts involuntarily drifted back to nine years ago.

That year, she was not yet 27 years old and had just gotten married when her husband died in an accident.

In order to escape the complicated and suffocating infighting within the family, and also to find an outlet where he could devote himself wholeheartedly.

She took the initiative to take over the mess left by her husband – [New Kaihang].

It was a once-glorious precision instrument company, but now it is heavily indebted.

[New Kaihang] was on the verge of bankruptcy due to outdated technology, a broken capital chain, and intensified market competition. It was once the husband's biggest worry.

Although the two were not very close, as his wife, she still hoped to fulfill her husband's last wish.

Even though she did her best and mobilized all her resources to save the factory, problems such as factory shutdowns, employee unrest, and a sharp decline in customer orders still came like a tidal wave.

For two whole years, she was almost driven to the brink of despair.

At that time, she was like a string stretched to its limit, about to snap.

And it was under these circumstances that Tang Song appeared before her.

That young man, only 19 years old, had clear and innocent eyes, yet possessed a profound wisdom and composure that was completely out of character for his age.

Upon their first meeting, he gave her an indescribable sense of closeness, as if he were a long-lost friend.

With his support and guidance, she gradually pulled herself out of the abyss.

He personally transformed the dilapidated "New Kaihang" into the vast and awe-inspiring "Tangyi Precision" technology empire it is today.

There are too many stories between them.

She is now 36 years old.

Seven years have passed in the blink of an eye.

The Tang and Song dynasties of the past were always indifferent and lacked emotional warmth.

In truth, she longed to have a frank conversation with this "confidant."

For example, about Kim Mi-so, about Anne Kate, about his real plans for the future.

Remind him to be wary of certain people.

She had far too many doubts and worries.

Over the years, she had wanted to bring it up countless times, but Tang Song was too "aloof", too "self-centered", and too "unapproachable" when she was with him.

Kim Mi-so was his closest person, even closer than her.

There are many things she can't say.

Now that he has returned from his "trials," he seems to have undergone a complete transformation.

Will their relationship change?
Ouyang Xian Yue ultimately did not answer her mother's question.

She put down her teacup, stood up, and walked slowly into the courtyard alone.

In November, Chengdu has long since lost the sweltering heat of summer.

The air carried a faint sweetness and coolness left over from the burning osmanthus flowers.

In the courtyard, the leaves of the century-old ginkgo tree have turned completely yellow, like a huge, open golden canopy.

She vaguely remembered that back then, Ouyang Xiaoxiong would tirelessly circle around this big tree, picking up ginkgo leaves.

She looked up at the vast, clear sky where clouds drifted and the sky was high and clear.

As light and shadow intertwine, they seem to gradually weave together into a spirited and radiant figure.

At 19, he was destined to amaze her for the rest of her life from the very beginning.

"Tang Song, you have no idea how much I'm looking forward to meeting you tomorrow, to seeing a completely new you."

……

The night is getting darker.

In a high-rise apartment building in Qingyang District.

The lights were bright, and the atmosphere was warm.

On the large white sofa in the living room, Xie Shuyu leaned lazily, her bare, fair feet exposed, her posture casual and relaxed.

She was wearing a simple white silk shirt dress, and her pair of straight and slender supermodel legs were particularly eye-catching.

Under the cool-toned lighting, it gleams with a delicate and warm ivory-like luster.

She was also holding a Chibi Maruko-chan cartoon pillow in her arms, which created a wonderfully cute contrast with her mature and sexy demeanor.

In fact, she was born in 91 and used to be an animation fan.

I especially like "Chibi Maruko-chan" and "Inuyasha".

On this point, Meng Ran and she had a lot in common.

The two had once made a promise that once they had made money, they would travel together to Shizuoka City in Japan, the land of cherry blossoms.

Visit the school that inspired Chibi Maruko-chan.

But now, the mindset and feelings of that time are no longer there.

Meng Ran, holding a bottle of cocktail, sat opposite Xie Shuyu.

That face, which always carried a hint of competence and efficiency, was filled with the adoration and longing of a fan.

"...Really, Xiaoyu, I truly believe that Ms. Ouyang is the real idol for all female entrepreneurs of our time."

"She not only single-handedly made Tangyi Precision a world-class company, but also made a tremendous contribution to our country's science and technology innovation industry..."

Xie Shuyu listened quietly, occasionally offering a smile and a word of agreement.

She knew that her longtime friend had always regarded Ouyang Xian Yue as her ultimate idol.

Even her hairstyle was deliberately imitated from Ms. Ouyang's most classic medium-short hairstyle.

Such a woman truly deserves everyone's respect.

Of course, if a comparison had to be made, Xie Shuyu actually admired Director Jin more deep down.

After all, Ms. Ouyang's family background is too illustrious. For example, her uncle is now a high-ranking official in Sichuan Province.

Her success was certainly due to her own hard work and talent, but it was also undoubtedly aided by the protection and support of her family.

Director Kim, on the other hand, is even more legendary, younger, and more fearsome.

She seems to have truly built her empire from scratch, single-handedly creating the vast and mysterious empire of Smile Holdings in just a few years.

at this time.

"Jingle Bell--"

Xie Shuyu's phone, which was on the coffee table, suddenly rang.

【Zhao Ying】

Meng Ran immediately stopped talking, leaned forward slightly, her eyes became focused, and asked in a low voice, "Is it the deputy secretary-general of the catering association?"

"Okay." Xie Shuyu responded, answered the phone, and pressed the speakerphone button.

A warm, middle-aged woman's voice came from the loudspeaker: "Oh dear, Mr. Xie! Did I disturb your rest?"

Xie Shuyu said gently, "Secretary-General Zhao, you're too kind. I'm always available whenever you need me."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Zhao Ying finally got to the point, and her tone became more businesslike.

"It's like this, Mr. Xie. Our association has recently received feedback from several member companies that the fire safety and food safety permits for some of our [Weiguang Coffee]'s new stores seem to be... still in the process? So we wanted to confirm with you whether the association needs to step in and help coordinate?" Xie Shuyu's expression remained unchanged, and she replied with a smile, "Thank you for your concern, Secretary-General Zhao. [Weiguang Coffee] has always operated legally and compliantly, and all the licenses for our stores are being processed simultaneously according to the strictest standards. However, since the association is so concerned, I will have my legal colleagues send you a copy of the relevant progress documents for your records."

Chatted a few more words.

hang up the phone.

Xie Shuyu sighed helplessly and rubbed her aching temples.

This is not the first one.

Just an hour ago, a sales manager from New Hope Dairy, whom [Weiguang Coffee] had previously contacted, also personally contacted her, subtly mentioning Zhongshu Group and Coffee Time, his words full of hints.

The influence of Zhongshu Group is like an invisible net, which has long since penetrated into every corner of this region.

Chen Hao is using this network to put pressure on her.

Meng Ran's expression also turned serious.

"Xiaoyu, it seems that if you want [Weiguang Coffee] to develop smoothly in the Southwest region, it will be difficult to do it on your own."

If you don't want to be embroiled by Zhongshu Group, you must bring in a more powerful investor, one with a complete ecosystem and absolute strength, one that can protect you.

Otherwise, as Microlight grows larger, all sorts of troubles will inevitably arise.

Xie Shuyu nodded.

This situation is actually quite common in business, which is why many companies that are clearly not short of money and have healthy cash flow will still actively seek financing.

Often, multiple investment institutions with different backgrounds are brought in at the same time.

This is not just about money, but also about bringing in the resources, connections, and "protective umbrella" of the shareholders.

To form a community of shared interests and jointly resist external risks.

The two spoke in hushed tones for a while.

Meng Ran looked at her and suddenly asked, "Where's your mysterious boyfriend? When is he coming?"

"The exact time is still uncertain, but it should definitely arrive before the 2nd."

“I think you should have a serious talk with him this time. This is no small matter,” Meng Ran’s tone became serious. “He can come up with 40 million in cash to support you all at once, so he must have some connections, right?”

Xie Shuyu shook her head. "I've never asked about this topic before."

She is an extremely independent person and enjoys the way the two of them get along, each having their own independent space.

She never proactively explored Tang Song's private life, such as his actual assets.

"You're really something." Meng Ran shrugged helplessly, then, as if she had just thought of something, tentatively asked, "Hey, by the way, where is your boyfriend planning to stay this time in Rongcheng?"

"It should be a hotel."

"How about... letting him stay here for one night? He can share a room with you." Meng Ran's eyes darted around. "We've been best friends for so many years, I really want to get to know him properly, and also help you get to know him."

She was actually very tempted by the COO invitation Xie Shuyu mentioned, but her biggest concern was the current instability of [Weiguang Coffee].

Therefore, she hoped to meet this mysterious "Tang Song" in person, and preferably to seriously assess his true strength.

If she does switch jobs in the future, this will be her behind-the-scenes boss.

Upon hearing her friend's suggestion, Xie Shuyu's cheeks flushed instantly, and she hesitated.

Looking at her like this, Meng Ran seemed to have discovered some earth-shattering secret: "No way?! No way, Xiaoyu! You two... haven't slept together yet, have you?!"

Xie Shuyu's eye twitched. She picked up her wine glass, trying to hide her embarrassment. "...Is this important?"

"Of course it's important!" Meng Ran's voice rose eight octaves, her face full of disbelief. "Didn't you say you've been together for several months? How could he resist such a stunningly beautiful woman like you? Could he have some hidden health problem?"

"Get lost! Don't talk nonsense!" Xie Shuyu gave her a light pat on the back. "We just don't have time."

"Tsk tsk, my god! I really want to meet this Tang Song now, he's simply a god!" Meng Ran exclaimed for a long time.

Then, she added with great interest, "My dear Xiaoyu, that's your boyfriend! You two barely have a proper conversation, and you don't even sleep together when you go on business trips together. Do you think that's normal?"

Xie Shuyu paused slightly.

Meng Ran's words do make sense.

Her relationship with Tang Song was indeed unlike that of a normal couple.

Putting everything else aside, since we've all come to Chengdu, we'll naturally be staying together.

Thinking of this, although she didn't show much change on the surface, her heart started pounding wildly.

"Well... I'll ask him what he thinks when he arrives."

At this moment.

Xie Shuyu's phone rang again.

[Inspiration Design - Cheng Qiuqiu]

"I'm going to take a call."

Xie Shuyu greeted Meng Ran and picked up her phone.

He answered the phone as he walked toward the bedroom.

"Hello? Qiuqiu."

"Yes, that's convenient. What's up?"

"Lawyer? Is there a problem you're having?"

"Um... okay, I'll help you find someone first, and I'll send you the contact information later."

……

Chengdu Second People's Hospital.

At the end of the corridor on the sixth floor of the inpatient department.

Outside the window was a pitch-black night sky and the chaotic, crisscrossing rooftop lights below the city.

Qiuqiu stood by the window, holding her slightly hot phone, her lips dry.

He took a deep breath, opened the phone number Xie Shuyu had sent him, and dialed it.

"Hello? Is this Attorney Wang? Hello, this is Cheng Qiuqiu, introduced by General Manager Xie Shuyu. It's like this, two and a half years ago, my mother bought an 87-square-meter two-bedroom apartment in 'Harmony Residence' in Tianfu New Area, paying in full..."

She recounted the entire process of her mother buying the house, the unfinished construction project, and the injuries she sustained while fighting for her rights, as calmly and objectively as possible.

Then, he pressed the receiver tightly against his ear.

Listen quietly to the lawyer's professional answers, occasionally responding with "um," "yes," or "right" to a few questions.

As the Harmony Residence project was abandoned this year, Attorney Wang was clearly familiar with its situation, and the communication went very smoothly.

Ten minutes later, she silently hung up the phone.

Instead of returning to the ward, he walked to the plastic rest chair in the corridor and slowly sat down.

My mother's condition has basically stabilized, and she was supposed to be discharged this afternoon.

But that woman lay in her hospital bed, stubbornly and dramatically refusing to be discharged.

She was shouting that the developer's security guards had injured her and that they had to pay her compensation and return every penny of the purchase price.

Qiuqiu was at her wit's end with this mother and was also afraid that she would do something that would be impossible to undo.

Therefore, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and seek help from Mr. Xie, hoping to find a solution through legal means.

The result was cruel.

First, regarding personal injury compensation.

In such a chaotic scene of collective rights protection, obtaining evidence is extremely difficult.

The best-case scenario is that the other party will likely just offer a compensation of ten or twenty thousand yuan for medical expenses and lost wages out of "humanitarianism."

Secondly, and most fatally, is the unfinished house.

Even though they spent time and money to sue, they won the case, and the court ordered the developer to refund the money.

But the developer had no money, so all they could get in the end was a meaningless 'legal IOU,' which was useless even if enforced.

The worst, and most likely, outcome is...

If the developer actually goes bankrupt, the order of repayment will only make things more complicated…

At that point, let alone getting their money back, the house might not even legally belong to them anymore due to the property dispute.

I just sat there in the hallway for a long time.

Suddenly, a voice called out, "Qiuqiu."

Qiuqiu looked up and saw her mother walking out of the ward.

Li Meihua's usually shrewd and sharp eyes appeared unusually cloudy and bloodshot at this moment.

She walked to the chair and sat down heavily next to Qiuqiu.

"Have you asked that lawyer kid? Is it...is it possible to get the money...for that house back?"

"We're not coming back."

Qiuqiu pursed her dry lips, as if stating a fact that had nothing to do with her.

Upon hearing these five crisp and decisive words, Li Meihua was taken aback for a moment.

Immediately, large, cloudy tears welled up uncontrollably from her eyes.

She slammed her hand on the wall, yelling, "Damn it! Those damned beasts! Those sons of bitches! May they all get hit by a car and die as soon as they step out the door! All the money they made went to buying medicine! Buying coffins!"

She cursed the damned developer in the most vicious dialect.

As she continued to curse, her tears flowed more and more.

The voice changed from anger to sobbing.

The patients' family members and nurses passing by all looked over in this direction.

Their gazes held either sympathy, impatience, or disdain.

Qiuqiu subconsciously shrank her neck, her body trembling slightly with shame and embarrassment.

Li Meihua, however, was completely unaware, and continued to pound the wall with her fists.

Like Xianglin's wife, she kept repeating:

"He made it sound so splendid to me back then! He said Tianfu New Area is the future new center of Chengdu, and it will be easy for me to find a job in the future!"

"A subway line is going to be built next door, and there's also a park! I've seen the renderings; there's separation of pedestrians and vehicles, lots of greenery, and even a small garden inside!"

"All five certificates are complete! The building was almost topped out when I bought it!"

"How...how could it just disappear like that?! Why did it turn out like this?!"

...

More and more eyes were drawn to her, like needles pricking her skin.

She seemed to have reached her breaking point.

The pent-up disgust, incomprehension, and resentment towards this woman, accumulated over many years, erupted completely like a volcano at this moment.

She abruptly stood up from her chair, turned around, and shouted in an almost screaming voice:

"Why are you buying a house?! Who told you to buy a house?! Weren't you going to hold onto your little bit of money until it died?! Why are you buying a house now?!"

"You damned woman! I did it all for you!"

"It's all because of me again?! It's all because of me again!" Qiuqiu's expression was somewhat manic. "Enough! From childhood to adulthood, everything you've done has been for me?!"

You went to work in other places, leaving me alone in the village as a left-behind child, all for my sake!
In junior high, they took me to Chengdu and let me be bullied in that unfamiliar environment, all for my sake!

My mother-in-law is sick and urgently needs money to save her life. You're holding onto the money tightly because of me!

Now, you've lost all your life savings, all for me!

This is two million! And...it includes my dad's death compensation!"

Li Meihua was stunned by her daughter's barrage of questions. She stared at her daughter blankly, and her tears flowed even more fiercely.

She cried and protested, "What I did wasn't for you! Do you know how I've managed all these years since your father died? We're just a widow and her child, without even a house of our own, and we have to live at the mercy of others every day! I'm just afraid you'll suffer the same hardships as me!"

She wiped away her tears, her voice filled with a frantic stubbornness:
"Your father died from a fall from scaffolding while building a house in Chengdu. His biggest wish in life was to have a house in the city so he could bring you here to enjoy a comfortable life. I'm not capable enough to keep him, and I can't... I can't let you go too! This house was bought for you, and the property deed is in your name, Cheng Qiuqiu's. How could I have imagined... it would become an abandoned project..."

Upon hearing her mother's words, Qiuqiu was stunned.

Her lips trembled slightly, all the words stuck in her throat, and she couldn't utter a single one.

(End of this chapter)

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