Fatal Desire

Chapter 31 The Gods of Wall Street

Song Xi pushed open the door and entered, and the private room fell silent instantly.

Most of the shareholders who owned vast fortunes had never met Song Xi before. When they saw that the person who entered was a woman in her twenties, they looked at each other in surprise.

So young?

The purpose of this dinner was to formally inform Song Xi of his departure from the American laboratory and his official appointment as CEO of Morningside Ventures in Beijing, as well as to solidify the relationship with these cunning foxes and, incidentally, to get them to contribute research funding.

Pharmaceutical research is always extremely expensive. If Morningside wants to grow, it cannot rely solely on its current experts, and hiring more authoritative experts will require substantial funding. Furthermore, if Morningside's collaborative project with China and Switzerland is to be scaled up in the future, it will also inevitably require significant investment.

However, the shareholders looked at the young and beautiful woman and found it hard to believe.

The two bosses of Morningside Ventures, Shang Shixu and Song Xi, seem to be equals, but in reality, Song Xi possesses the most core technology.

They assumed that such a capable behind-the-scenes boss, with his extensive experience and resume, must be an older person.

Moreover, she's so beautiful that she doesn't look like a businesswoman who's always battling it out in the marketplace.

It is said that Morningside was originally founded by four people, but two of them secretly sold the drug patent to an American medical company and were kicked out of Morningside by Song Xi.

The shareholders began to worry: how could someone so young manage the company? They feared that something bad would happen sooner or later!

Song Xi glanced at the shareholders unhurriedly, taking in all the emotions on their faces.

It's just a stereotype.

Song Xi took the wine glass handed to her by Shang Shixu and slowly picked it up. The private room fell silent. She smiled and said, "Thank you for taking the time. Welcome everyone. I wish you all a pleasant evening."

"It's been a long time. Thank you for the invitation, Mr. Song."

"Thank you, Mr. Song!"

"I never expected our CEO Song to be so young! He's truly a promising young man!"

After some pleasantries, the door to the private room was opened, and dishes were served one after another. The dishes were all delicious and beautifully presented, and the wine glasses on the table were sparkling.

Tang Qiming watched as Song Xi skillfully navigated the interactions with these shrewd, elderly men, and drank several sips of wine. He observed Song Xi closely, seizing every opportunity to offer him a toast.

As one of Morningside's R&D managers, Tang Qiming had seen Song Xi in meetings countless times. Her tone was not serious, and her body language was relaxed. She was simply stating facts, yet she exuded a silent pressure.

Almost every time Tang Qichen reported on his work, he could sense that Song Xi's eyes were like searchlights, calm yet sharp.

They are decisive and efficient, and rarely show leniency when it comes to important matters.

He's ruthless at work, but even more ruthless to himself.

According to researchers in the United States, this young boss rarely rested. In a short period of time, he not only completed his studies at Harvard, but also used his spare time to join the most prestigious and closely integrated medical research institute in the United States. Later, he and three others founded Morningside.

Four years' worth of work is equivalent to eight years' worth.

Looking back at history, how many women have been considered goddesses of Wall Street?
Judging from her appearance, Song Xiguang was clearly a pampered young lady from a wealthy family. Tang Qiming couldn't understand why she didn't enjoy her life but instead got involved in the business world.

As the dinner was drawing to a close, Song Xi, who hadn't been sleeping well lately and had drunk quite a bit of alcohol, felt a little dizzy and smiled as she took her leave.

Someone tried to persuade her to stay, but she smiled and said a few unimportant words, her speech still clear. She then asked the hotel manager to bring out three bottles of expensive wine so that everyone could enjoy themselves.

Both his words and actions were impeccable.

"I'll take you," Shang Shixu said, looking at her.

“No need, Cheng Nian is here.” Song Xi glanced at the people in the private room. “They shouldn’t have any questions. Contact us anytime if there are any other issues.”

Seeing that she seemed alert and her posture and steps were relatively steady, Shang Shixu nodded: "Be careful on the road."

Song Xi casually waved her fingers twice.

Cheng Nian was eating and waiting in the next private room when she saw Song Xi come out and immediately went up to him. "Mr. Song, are you alright?"

"It's okay, let's go."

Song Xi, wearing high heels, walked from the private room to the elevator, her movements perfectly normal. But as soon as the elevator doors closed, she leaned back in the car, her delicate brows furrowing.

Cheng Nian helped her up: "President Song?"

"I haven't had it in a long time, I'm a little tipsy." Song Xi closed her eyes briefly. "Don't worry."

The elevator arrives at the lobby.

Cheng Nian helped Song Xi leave the restaurant and headed towards a taxi stand.

Unexpectedly, the two had only gone halfway when they were suddenly stopped by a figure.

Song Xi's ankle hurt, and she was looking down to investigate when a pair of leather shoes suddenly appeared in her field of vision. She paused for a moment, then looked up at the person who had come in.

The night was thick, the wind was cold and biting, and the dim light shone on the middle-aged man, who smiled sinisterly, looking like a ghost.

Cheng Nian was startled, a chill ran down her spine: "Manager Li... Manager Li."

It was Manager Li, who was sent to the police station for workplace harassment.

Song Xi frowned imperceptibly: "Is something the matter?"

"President Song, you're being too ruthless! You're leaving no way out for me. All I did was say a few words and touch Cheng Nian, and you fired me and even pressured other companies not to hire me!"

Manager Li was completely drunk, his eyes were red, and his clothes were disheveled. He became even angrier when he saw Song Xi and Cheng Nian.

The warm yellow light of the streetlights spread out, enveloping Song Xi, who remained calm.

"Manager Li, people in the industry are well-informed, so you have no one to blame but yourself for your current predicament. Don't let others know, or you'll regret it in the first place."

Manager Li's voice suddenly became shrill: "Are you trying to drive me to my death?!"

"You snot-nosed brat, everyone knows you. You get investment by selling your body and sleeping with other people, and you actually think you're so great?! You're nothing but rotten..."

These words were truly offensive, and Cheng Nian yelled, "Watch your mouth!"

"Screw you, you seducer, all you do is cry..." Manager Li said hysterically.

Song Xi didn't want to engage in pointless maneuvering and simply walked away from him. Upon hearing this, she disregarded the pain in her ankle, forced herself to stay awake, raised her long leg, and kicked Manager Li's shin hard with the stiletto heel of her high heel.

"Your mouth is so dirty. You should jump into the river to sober up before you're even drunk."

"Damn it!" Manager Li was kicked and staggered backward a few steps.

Song Xi pulled Cheng Nian and walked quickly forward. Manager Li cursed, pulled out a switchblade from his pocket, and chased after them angrily, blocking their way.

The cold glint of the blade flashed in Song Xi's eyes, making her head throb even more.

"I've been waiting for you for a week, and I've finally got this opportunity. Did you think I would come empty-handed?" Manager Li smiled sinisterly.

Cheng Nian had never seen such a scene before. She was terrified, her teeth were chattering, and she was trembling uncontrollably, but she still protected Song Xi in front of her.

"You...you mustn't do anything reckless."

Despite being drunk, Song Xi grabbed Cheng Nian's wrist and pulled her behind him.

Cheng Nian was terrified and trembled as she asked, "President Song?"

(End of this chapter)