CapĂtulo 1890: Chapter 1795: Keen Insight (Part 5)
âYou said itâs your companyâs opening, just inviting your friends, colleagues, and bosses would have been fine, but you had to call all these relatives.â Li Sijie continued to complain.
âIâm telling you, my Eldest Uncleâs Wife must have called all these relatives herself. For something that brings her face, she surely has to notify everyone, or else, if no one praises her, sheâll be miserable.â
âThen weâll go and show off, too, so she canât be so arrogant.â Song Xiaodong told Li Sijie.
âOh, please donât. If they find out about your identity and our situation, Iâm afraid my Eldest Uncleâs Wife will mock me again,â Li Sijie replied.
âNo problem, just like last time, Iâll pretend youâre my only wife.â Song Xiaodong regretted it right after saying it.
Only Song Xiaoru knew about this, no one else.
âWow, big bias!â Lin Suâer looked angrily at Song Xiaodong.
Song Xiaodong looked around; Sun Yiyi, Chu Xianling, Su Yuya, Lin Suâer, and Xiao Yingying all seemed a bit upset.
âOh, come on, stop arguing. From now on, whenever you go home, Iâll pretend youâre my only girlfriend, okay?â Song Xiaodong said to everyone.
âNo way!â Lin Suâer replied.
âMy family knows you have lots of wives.â
âExactly!â
âDonât be mad, I was the one who asked Xiaodong to do it,â Li Sijie said quickly when she saw her sisters were upset.
âSister Sijie, weâre not angry with you, weâre angry with him.â
âThen tell me, what should we do?â Song Xiaodong asked helplessly.
âStill thinking about it, Iâll let you know once I decide.â
Early the next morning, Song Xiaodong got up early and made a phone call on the balcony.
âHello? Deputy Director Zhang? Itâs Xiaodong!â
âOh, yes, itâs been a while since we talked.â
âYep, Deputy Director Zhang, youâre always informed, heard it just last night.â
âThatâs right, Deputy Director Zhang, as a concerned citizen, always looking out for Minghe Cityâs fire safety. I discovered that on Dongyang Road, Yuâai Street, Dacheng Film and Television company has issues with unauthorized relocation, modification, and damage of firefighting facilities. I think it presents a huge fire safety hazard; you should check it out!â said Song Xiaodong.
âYes, yes, of course, supporting our departmentâs work.â
âThanks so much, Deputy Director Zhang, later, letâs have crabs for dinner? Canât eat them soon, or weâll have to wait until next year!â
âGreat, great!â
âYingying!â Song Xiaodong was in high spirits after the call.
âWhatâs all the shouting? Who were you calling so early?â Song Xiaoru asked.
âNo one, just standing up for Yingying.â Song Xiaodong replied.
âStop making trouble, donât get yourself jailed again, making your wives anxious.â
âWhatâs there to fear, itâs only Qiao Yutong. Otherwise, in the entire Minghe, who dares to catch me?â
âKeep boasting then!â Song Xiaoru rolled her eyes at Song Xiaodong.
âYingying, come on, letâs go watch a show!â
âWhat show?â Xiao Yingying jumped into Song Xiaodongâs arms.
âNot telling you yet.â
âHey, what are you two up to?â
Song Xiaodong drove straight to Dacheng Film and Television Company with Xiao Yingying.
âBrother Xiaodong, why bring me here!â Xiao Yingying pouted when she saw the companyâs huge sign.
âTo watch a show!â Song Xiaodong said mysteriously.
âWhat show?â Xiao Yingying asked.
âCome on, go down and see.â Song Xiaodong parked the car and took Xiao Yingying down.
âWeâre going inside?â Xiao Yingying seemed a bit scared of Zhu Wenhua.
âOf course, how do we enjoy the show without going in?â Song Xiaodong pulled Xiao Yingying by the hand and pushed open the large glass door of Dacheng Film and Television Company.
âHello, you two, may I help you?â As they walked in, a tall and pretty staff member approached and stopped them.
âHello, Iâm here to see Zhu Wenhua, Agent Zhu.â Song Xiaodong told the staff.
Upon hearing Zhu Wenhuaâs name, Xiao Yingying got nervous and grabbed Song Xiaodongâs arm tighter.
âDo you have an appointment?â the staff asked politely.
âJust tell her itâs Song Xiaodong.â
âAlright.â The staff went back to inform them.
Song Xiaodong and Xiao Yingying sat down on the chairs behind the glass door.
âBrother Xiaodong, what are you planning? Promise me you wonât hit anyone again.â Xiao Yingying couldnât figure out what Song Xiaodong was up to and worried he might resort to violence.
âRelax, I wonât fight, but be careful later. If that shrew goes wild, donât let her scratch you.â
Soon, Zhu Wenhua came down with five men in black suits.
âWell, if it isnât President Xiao and Mr. Song. What brings you to my place?â Zhu Wenhua asked with his head tilted, eyes narrowed, looking maliciously at Song Xiaodong and Xiao Yingying.
âWhy, Miss Zhu doesnât welcome us?â Song Xiaodong put on a bright smile.
âThat depends on Mr. Songâs business here.â Zhu Wenhua crossed her arms, one foot out, resting her weight on the other, looking at Song Xiaodong.
âWhat do you think of me, Miss Zhu, to come down with such an entourage?â