Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 240 - 241: Enough Money to Knock Miao Qingqing Unconscious

Chapter 240: Chapter 241: Enough Money to Knock Miao Qingqing Unconscious

"Giggle, just kidding." Lin Su’er suddenly burst into laughter, then pouted and said, "Naughty Brother Dongzi, if you want to take advantage of me again, no way."

"You..." Song Xiaodong was a bit baffled.

"I’m ignoring you now, I’m going to find Sister Xiaoru." Lin Su’er said, already running upstairs.

"Hey, slow down, don’t twist your ankle again." Song Xiaodong quickly shouted.

"If I twist it again, wouldn’t that just please you?" Lin Su’er let out another coquettish laugh as she went upstairs.

Song Xiaodong shook his head, couldn’t help but smirk bitterly, feeling that his luck with women had been too strong lately, especially the kind one could only look at but not touch. It was booming, but still no fun. He might as well find some like Li Sijie, where everyone could just have fun without any burdens.

That night, Lin Su’er stayed at Song Xiaodong’s house, sharing a room with Song Xiaoru. Song Xiaodong could feel his sister’s affection for Lin Su’er.

Compared to Miao Xuanxuan and Xiao Yingying, Lin Su’er indeed held no advantages; she had neither a powerful family background nor notably prettier looks.

But Lin Su’er’s family was just an ordinary one, and even a bit struggling, which probably made Song Xiaoru feel a closer bond to her. Unlike with girls like Miao Xuanxuan, even though Song Xiaoru was close to them, she couldn’t truly be intimate with them due to their family backgrounds.

However, for Song Xiaodong now, no matter how suitable a girl might seem, he couldn’t really accept her.

The next day, after finishing his class at the clubhouse, Song Xiaodong picked up his phone and noticed several missed calls.

Just as he was about to call back, Miao Xuanxuan came, looking clearly delighted, "Dongzi, where shall we eat later?"

"Anything’s fine, what do you feel like eating? My treat," Song Xiaodong said with a smile, then lifted his phone, "Let me make a call first."

The callback was surprisingly from Ding Shanhuan.

"Mr. Song, the old man is feeling better today, he’s even able to walk around now, thank you so much." Ding Shanhuan was a practical man who could take hits and move on. Although his son had his leg broken and faced a hefty financial consequence, he was no longer dwelling on that since nothing mattered more than having his father live another couple of years.

"Hmm, that’s good," Song Xiaodong responded indifferently.

"Mr. Song, I’ve gathered a month’s fees overnight. Give me your bank account details, and I’ll arrange the transfer right away."

Song Xiaodong said, "Hold on, I’ll send it to you."

Song Xiaodong then called Miao Qingqing.

"Send me your account number, Ding family is about to pay up."

"They really paid?" Miao Qingqing couldn’t help but exclaim.

Song Xiaodong grinned and said, "Hey, you’re about to make me deaf here. Aren’t you a billionaire boss? Should you really be this excited over such a small amount of money?"

Miao Qingqing, although accustomed to grand scenes, couldn’t help but say, "My God, it feels like I’m dreaming. Making money this fast? Why should I even start a company in the future? I might as well be your manager."

"Sure," Song Xiaodong chuckled, "First, send me the account."

Miao Qingqing quickly sent the account to Song Xiaodong, who then forwarded it to Ding Shanhuan.

Less than ten minutes later, Miao Qingqing called back, excitedly saying, "Seventy-two million, they just transferred two months’ worth of funds in one go."

Song Xiaodong, with a smile, said, "Stay calm, this little money has got you this excited; that’s a bit unbecoming for a CEO like you."

"Alright, Xiaodong, I admit, I really see you in a new light now. Over seventy million, and you call it little money? I’m convinced."

"To hear the usually aloof Miss Miao of the Miao family say such things does give me a sense of achievement."

After some idle chat, Miao Qingqing hung up the phone. Looking at the large sum of money that had appeared in her account, she felt a bit dazed but then became incredibly excited. Her various business plans had been on hold due to a lack of funds, but now with so much liquid capital, and a continuous flow at that, these projects could get underway.

On second thoughts, if she were to start a branch directly under the head office, it would face a lot of restrictions from the head office, which wouldn’t be favorable for the development of new projects. Perhaps it would be better to establish a new company independently. Although this would cost more money and require hiring new talents, it would ultimately be more beneficial than detrimental for the company’s future.

But this money was all Song Xiaodong’s. Wouldn’t that mean she’d have to work for Song Xiaodong? For a decision-maker, this obviously wasn’t suitable, and Miao Qingqing felt quite conflicted inside.

Was it really as her father said? If they did make Song Xiaodong their son-in-law, whether with her or Miao Xuanxuan, using this money would feel much more justified.

For now, Miao Qingqing was a businesswoman, and Song Xiaodong’s hefty contribution definitely improved his image in her eyes. Marrying such a man didn’t seem like a bad idea.

She wasn’t despising the poor and loving the rich, but at her level, ordinary people really didn’t catch her eye. The more she interacted with Song Xiaodong, the more extraordinary she found him, and the more attractive he seemed.

Reflecting on her conversation with Miao Xuanxuan from last night, Miao Qingqing shook her head and muttered to herself, "From the looks of it, Xuanxuan really has feelings for Song Xiaodong. I’ll let her give it a try; if they end up together, that would be quite nice."

"Holy moly, are you really recommending my sister?" In the lounge, Miao Xuanxuan stared at Song Xiaodong with wide eyes.

"What’s the problem? Didn’t we agree yesterday that the money would be invested in your family’s company?" Song Xiaodong casually retorted.

Miao Xuanxuan’s mouth twitched, "Seventy million just like that? Aren’t you afraid my sister might run off with your money?"

Putting on a fierce face, Song Xiaodong said, "If she dares to run off, I’ll have her pay me back with people."

"Hey, do you have a crush on my sister? Is that why you’re being so generous?" Miao Xuanxuan nudged Song Xiaodong with her shoulder.

Song Xiaodong winked at Miao Xuanxuan and said, "I’ve got my eye on the whole deal, twins, ah, just thinking about it feels great."

"Go die!" Miao Xuanxuan kicked Song Xiaodong, but she wasn’t really angry. She fully knew that Song Xiaodong was all talk, at most taking small advantages with his hands. Now if he really tried something serious with them, this guy wouldn’t have the guts.