with him, regardless of whether your boyfriend is a rich second generation, since you haven't had a public relationship. As a girl, you are always the one who gets hurt in the end!""Dad!" Xu Manman co...The general manager's face was pale.

"Full acquisition, price unchanged, if not I'll just switch to another company, I don't care, but can your son wait"

The CEO's son lost ten billion on a cruise ship. If he doesn't pay the ransom before the end of the month, his son will be fed to the fish in the open sea, with no bones left.

Even a ten billion cash flow is impossible for the rich to gather in a short period of time, so he could only sell his Crystal Hotel.

Suddenly, the general manager was drenched in cold sweat and immediately understood that the person before him had come prepared.

Song Lin, however, leisurely twirled the pen in his hand: "I'll count to three, one, two..."

"Okay, deal."

The general manager resignedly compromised.

Xu Da immediately handed over the merger contracts of both parties. After legal review, he signed his name.

As Song Lin finished the last stroke, a voice called out "Mr. Song" from outside the door.

But it quickly disappeared again.

Abroad, people usually just call him by his English name. In China, it's mostly "Song Zong". Some people don't even know his full name.

But only one person called him Mr. Song: Shen Yian.

Just as everyone was preparing to celebrate the successful completion of the acquisition, Song Lin suddenly stood up in full view and rushed out.

With a bang, the door creaked open, startling both Shen Yian and the man facing him.

The next second, Shen Yian saw Song Lin walk out of the conference room, looking coldly at her and the man.

She immediately scrambled to her feet and ran to Song Lin's side, clutching his suit jacket like a lifeline.

"Mr. Song," Shen Yian's voice trembled.

If Song Lin didn't come out, she really wouldn't dare to think about what would happen next.

"What's going on"

Song Lin's voice was cold, and he looked at her red-tinged fingers. Despite this, he took a step forward toward her, completely shielding her from view.

Shen Yixin's heart skipped a beat, still shaken she said: "He is a guest of my client. He forced me to drink red wine that I suspect was drugged. I dodged him, but he wouldn't give up."

Hearing this, Song Lin's gaze toward the foreign man turned cold.

No foreigner had ever received such a look. Pointing at Song Lin, the man spoke arrogantly in English, "Who are you Dare you tell me what to do"

"Well, then" Song Lin raised his eyebrows coldly.

Although foreign men are generally stronger, Song Lin is taller than him and in no way inferior in terms of presence.

The foreign man felt ashamed, his face twitched, and he swung a fist as big as two of Shen Yian's fists towards Song Lin.

"Get out of here with those squinty eyes!"

"Mr. Song, be careful."

Shen Yian didn't know where he found the courage, he squeezed out from behind Song Lin and stood in front.

This is her doing, if she even manages to get Song Lin injured she truly deserves to die.

She closed her eyes, preparing for the impact, but instead she felt a tightening around her waist and was lifted up. Then she heard the sound of something heavy hitting the ground.

"It's okay."

Song Lin's cold voice slowly sounded in Shen Yian's ear, she carefully opened her eyes and found the foreign man lying on the ground grinning.

While Song Lin only patted his trouser leg.

At the same time, people who heard the sound rushed out of the conference room and saw Song Lin holding a woman in his arms. Their expressions were one of shock after another.

Shen Yian only then realized what was happening and hurriedly struggled out of Song Lin's embrace.

Thank you for your help.

"...."

Huh

Song Lin narrowed her eyes. What was she pretending not to recognize Was he a virus or a plague

This is how many times

Shen Yian lowered his head, thinking to himself: Song Lin must be working here on behalf of Weiyi Technology. He mustn't get dragged into the scolding.

But... why would programmers be involved in a takeover

Why were their expressions as if they had seen something incredible

"Song, Songzong..." A hesitant voice came.

Mr. Song

Who is ituggests, he stood tall and imposing. His ears were acute, his eyes sharp and calculating. He held himself with a composed air, idly twirling a ring on his thumb as he stood.Even with Song Yue standing...