Chapter 793 - 793 779 Song Xirou Has Taken the Bait (4)_1

Chapter 793: 779, Song Xirou Has Taken the Bait (4)_1 Chapter 793: 779, Song Xirou Has Taken the Bait (4)_1 Qiao Hai sat on the couch, slipping a cigar between his lips. He skimmed the papers on the table with little interest.

“Miss Song, as far as I know, the Song Group has been acquired by JK International. I think it won’t be long before the Song Group’s building is razed to the ground. You want me to not withdraw my investment. Am I to oppose JK International?”

Song Xirou sat across from him, gripping her sunglasses tightly, “As long as you, director Qiao, do not withdraw the investment, I have the confidence to regain the Song Group.”

As long as she could convince Qiao Hai, she would still have a chance to struggle.

“Heh heh.”

Qiao Hai blew smoke rings, laughing heartily.

“Miss Song, you are joking. I, Qiao, have no capability to contest with JK International. Please don’t put me in a difficult position.”

Song Xirou clenched her teeth, “Director Qiao, state your terms. Anything in my capacity, I will agree.”

Qiao Hai’s pea-sized eyes glittered, he stood up, picked up a bottle of red wine, and sat down beside Song Xirou.

The two sat close. The smell of smoke and alcohol overwhelmed Song Xirou, making her frown.

She subtly moved away. But Qiao Hai saw through her little actions, his large palm cupped around her waist, brushing her inappropriately.

She blushed fiercely at his blatant sexual harassment.

“Director Qiao, what do you mean by this?”

“Nothing much, just felt affectionate towards Miss Song and wanted to get close to you,” Qiao Hai replied nonchalantly.

“I heard that Miss Song has a good alcohol tolerance, how about having a few drinks with me?”

With his hand resting on her buttocks, Song Xirou sprung up and glared at Qiao Hai, “Director Qiao, I sincerely came to discuss collaboration with you. Let me clarify, I am the daughter of the Song Family, not a club hostess here to accompany you for drinks.”

Without any rush, Qiao Hai opened the bottle of wine and poured two glasses. Only then does he look towards Song Xirou, “If you are unwilling, Miss Song, you can leave anytime. I won’t force you.”

Song Xirou picked up her bag, intending to leave abruptly.

Just as she took a step, Qiao Hai’s words made her freeze.

“The Song Group has crossed swords with JK International. If other enterprises come to your aid, it won’t be long before the Song family will be eradicated in Beijing. Then, your status as the daughter of the Song family might not be maintained.”

Song Xirou lowered her eyes, a complex mixture of feelings swirling within.

If she walked out of this door, she would just be waiting for the complete destruction of the Song Group.

Could she really accept that?

Savoring his red wine leisurely, Qiao Hai stared at Song Xirou’s well-proportioned figure, a lecherous light flashed in his eyes.

A moment later, Song Xirou turned around, placing her bag down.

“Director Qiao, after I drink this glass of wine, please consider the collaboration seriously.”

She picked up the wine cup and downed it in one go.

After she finished, she put down the wine cup, a trace of blush appearing on her face.

Qiao Hai chuckled with satisfaction, pulling her over. Caught off guard, Song Xirou collapsed next to him. Qiao Hai placed his large hand on her shoulder, sliding it deliberately.

“Miss Song indeed is magnanimous. Just one glass of wine and expecting me to agree to the collaboration, wouldn’t I be at loss?”

Out of the corner of her eye, Song Xirou saw the man’s hand resting on her thigh, a trace of malevolence flickered in her eyes, “Director Qiao, you agree to the collaboration, I can give you five percent of the Song Group’s shares.”

Qiao Hai broke out into hearty laughter, he grabbed her hand, insinuatingly saying, “Shares are not necessary, I’m quite interested in Miss Song.”

At this point, how could Song Xirou not understand his implications.

Her face shifted, she hurriedly stood up, “Director Qiao, you are already married, please don’t joke like this.”

Damn old lecher.

Even older than her father and yet dared to covet her. The audacity!

Qiao Hai said, “What of it if I’m married? Miss Song, if you refuse, then I don’t think we need to discuss collaboration anymore.”

“Wouldn’t it be better if Director Qiao raises other conditions?” Song Xirou, swallowing her anger, asked.

“No need for more words, I repeat, I’m more interested in Miss Song.” Qiao Hai said, all the while, examining her figure.

Song Xirou clenched her fists, wishing she could grab the wine bottle and smash it on his forehead.

Qiao Hai glanced at her, impatiently saying, “If you’re unwilling, Miss Song, then please leave. I have other matters to attend.”

Jian Qing, Jian Qing, I hate you to death.

If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t have to tolerate such humiliation.

I must kill you. Sooner or later, I will dismember you into pieces.

Song Xirou was gnashing her teeth in anger.

“Miss Song, it seems you’ve made your decision.”

Qiao Hai stood up, suddenly embracing her. His fat body turned her off. He pushed her down onto the couch, Song Xirou strived to push him away.

“Director Qiao, please don’t do this…”

Ignoring her pleas, Qiao Hai started to undress her. Song Xirou, enraged to the point of madness, couldn’t directly push him away.

She must endure.

She pushed Qiao, grabbing the document, “Director Qiao, as long as you sign the document, I will agree to your terms.”

Qiao Hai sat upright, picking up the document and swiftly scribbled his signature without hesitation. Song Xirou watched his name appearing on the paper, a dark shadow crossed over her eyes.

“Alright, now it’s your turn to fulfill your promise.”

With a leap, he pinned Song Xirou under him, hurriedly tugging at her clothes. Song Xirou stared at the ceiling, her eyes gradually turned dull.

All occurrences within the private room were being observed from a hidden angle.

The man closed the door, exiting the club.

He picked up his cellphone, dialing a number.

“Boss, Song Xirou has taken the bait.”