Overnight Hit: Vicious Stepmother and Genius Son
Chapter 500 President Song Is Indeed Very Busy

Chapter 500: Chapter 500 President Song Is Indeed Very Busy

Ancheng.

Song Jinze and Cheng Zheng had been busy all through the night.

The two had convened video conferences with key personnel from the Ancheng branch and overseas branches to dissect and analyze the issues in detail.

The meeting, which had started at 11 p.m., didn’t wrap up until after 10 a.m. the next morning, nearly twelve hours later, leaving everyone exhausted to the point of collapse.

Exiting the conference room, Secretary Zhang draped a black coat over Song Jinze and handed him his mobile phone.

"President, the hotel has been arranged for you to have lunch and rest for a while. You have a flight back to Jiangcheng at 5 p.m. and a meeting with the company’s senior management at 8 in the evening," Secretary Zhang reported.

With the president away from the company these past few days and new issues cropping up with the Ancheng project’s coordination with overseas, naturally, a significant meeting at the company was required that evening.

Now that the all-night meeting had ended, some time had to be arranged for rest and recuperation.

"No need for the hotel, head directly to the airport," Song Jinze said.

He took his phone and glanced at it before dialing Ye Zhenzhen’s number.

He had told her he would return to Jiangcheng after work that night, but things hadn’t progressed smoothly. The moment Cheng Zheng got into the car last night, the two began discussing the issues, and he had forgotten to send a message to Zhenzhen.

The call went to voicemail after the final mechanical ring, with no answer. He dialed again, but the result was the same.

A tightness gripped his heart. Was she angry or just busy?

Secretary Zhang, following behind Song Jinze, suggested, "President, you should rest a bit before heading back..."

"No more talking, let’s go," Song Jinze said curtly.

After exiting the elevator, Song Jinze called home. Aunt Li picked up.

After a brief conversation, he learned that Ye Zhenzhen had gone out early in the morning to Baisheng Media, which eased his mind.

He then sent a WeChat message to Ye Zhenzhen:

[Sorry, I had been in a meeting all last night.]

Secretary Zhang had overheard Song Jinze’s phone conversation and wasn’t sure if his wife was aware. Last night, because Cheng Zheng was there, he hadn’t found an appropriate opportunity to notify, and later he had forgotten amidst the busyness.

After thinking it over, he decided to inform the president of this.

Just in case his wife was aware and the president wasn’t, it would needlessly add to the misunderstanding.

"President..."

"Brother Jinze!"

The words Secretary Zhang was about to say were interrupted by Lu Sangning, who had suddenly appeared.

Lu Sangning, having hurried over with long strides and clutching a food container, cheerfully said, "You haven’t eaten yet, right? I went to the hotel specifically to pack these for you, all your favorites."

While speaking, Lu Sangning was slightly out of breath, her cheeks flushed, clearly having rushed over.

"Brother Jinze, let me tell you, I waited specifically for the hotel chef to come in. I watched over him while he cooked. You must try and see if it’s still the same taste we ate back then."

Secretary Zhang: ...

He couldn’t stand the cooing tone any longer.

The driver had already brought the car around, and Secretary Zhang hurried to open the rear door.

Song Jinze looked at Lu Sangning with an indifferent glance, "Don’t you have your own things to do?"

He got into the car without another word.

Lu Sangning stuffed the bag she was carrying into Secretary Zhang’s hands and ran around to get in the car from the other side.

Regardless of whether Song Jinze was angry, she continued to pout and coax, "Where are you headed? Are you going back to Jiangcheng tonight? Can I come with you, please?"

"Get out of the car."

The atmosphere inside the car became tense and serious with those two words, and the temperature seemed to drop sharply.

Lu Sangning pouted, "Someone just came back from abroad, and just happened to run into you these days. Why are you being so heartless, when you haven’t been like this before!"

She wasn’t going to get out of the car no matter what anyone said. She had known Song Jinze’s character since they were kids—an outwardly cold but inwardly warm person. She certainly wouldn’t be intimidated by his expression.

Song Jinze turned to Secretary Zhang, preparing to speak, when Ye Zhenzhen’s call came back.

Ye Zhenzhen had been discussing the screenplay with the crew and had put her phone on silent in her bag. During the break, she saw the missed calls and messages and returned the call.

"Are you done?"

The man’s voice was gentle and magnetic, a sharp contrast to his previous indifference.

When Lu Sangning heard the man next to her call out "Zhenzhen", her heart instantly crumpled, and jealousy surged in the depths of her eyes.

Ye Zhenzhen was just a little star in the entertainment circle. Why should she take her place?

On the other side of the phone, Ye Zhenzhen replied, "Not yet, it’s just a break. It might take until the afternoon to finish. Did you work late last night?"

After finishing with the script, she would go straight to costume trials.

Xia Zhi’s script seemed flawless today, almost perfect.

Director Fei intended to start shooting the day after tomorrow, and the crew was ready, just waiting for the actors and the script to be in place.

"Yes, until now..."

"Brother Jinze, shall we go back to the hotel now, or find somewhere to eat first?"

Lu Sangning’s words abruptly cut in, following the flow of the conversation in the car and reaching the other end of the phone.

Ye Zhenzhen’s heart tightened, and she took a deep breath.

Song Jinze turned his head and looked at Lu Sangning with disgust. Before he could speak, a tone of light mockery came through from the other side of the phone;

"It seems President Song is indeed very busy, so I won’t keep you."

Before she redialed, she saw his explanation and was quite pleased, still believing in him at the bottom of her heart.

She had thought the events of last night were just rumors with no foundation, thinking that if Lu Sangning really had something going on with Song Jinze, given his character, he wouldn’t have gone through with the wedding to her.

But now, hearing the woman’s voice on the other end of the line, she felt as if all her earlier thoughts were just self-deception.

After all, he had company even though he was busy late into the night.

Song Jinze looked at the disconnected call, his handsome face turning cold, "Get out, don’t make me say it a third time."

The atmosphere in the car was like an ice cellar. Lu Sangning, looking at Song Jinze’s cold and merciless eyes, couldn’t help but shiver. She had seen Song Jinze get angry before, but never like this.

It was chilling to the bone.

Secretary Zhang, perceptive, went over to open the car door, "Miss Lu, please."

Lu Sangning blinked back tears, whimpering, "Brother Jinze, what... what did I do wrong?"

Song Jinze’s eyes remained firmly shut, exuding a cold aura, without uttering a word.

After Secretary Zhang sighed in disdain, he reached out and pulled Lu Sangning out of the car, dragging her along.

With the other party not cooperating, he had no choice but to take such measures.

"Hey, what are you doing, why are you dragging me out?"

Secretary Zhang forcefully closed the car door, completely ignoring Lu Sangning’s protests. Once in the car, he instructed the driver;

"To the airport."

Lu Sangning stood on the sidewalk, slightly disheveled, watching the black sedan pull away, and furiously made a call to Song Wenbai.

"Hello? Uncle Song, I... I’m back, but Jinze left me in Ancheng. He just ran off without even taking me home..."