"Hold on, I'll check."
Song Ci wasn't sure if the movie was already available for pre-sale. While answering the phone, he searched on his computer. "It's already in pre-sale. Boss, what are your instructions?"
"Pre-order the first showing on the opening day."
"Is it for you and Madam?" Song Ci sounded a bit confused.
Since the Yuting villa had a private cinema, he didn't understand why they would go out to watch a movie when they had one at home.
"Book the entire cinema. Invite everyone from the company to watch."
"Which company?"
"All of them!"
"All of them?"
"Yes."
After receiving Qing Muye's confirmed reply, Song Ci was stunned for a second before nodding. "Okay, Boss, I'll book the tickets immediately."
Qing Muye owned several companies and many factories, with at least over a hundred thousand employees.
If everyone was invited to watch the movie, the loss wouldn't just be the cost of movie tickets; the company closing for half a day would lead to significant losses.
Songyu Group.
After being beaten up at the old residence, Qing Sihui harbored resentment towards Qing Muye and his wife. However, after returning to his own villa, he couldn't calm down.
Feeling restless, he returned to the company, intending to numb himself with work.
Alas, sitting in his office, he couldn't focus on his work.
Ring, ring, ring—
Just then, his phone on the desk suddenly rang.
He picked up his phone without looking and answered, "Who is it?"
"Hello. I am Bicar."
The other party spoke in English, introducing himself.
"Bicar?"
Qing Sihui seemed unable to recall the person and frowned, racking his brain over the name.
Suddenly, he remembered that Anthony had mentioned this person before.
His full name was Bicar Dawson.
This man had always been a mysterious figure hidden in the shadows, controlling Han Junyan, Xiao Cheng, and others, with a very enigmatic identity.
"Are you Bicar Dawson?"
Qing Sihui seemed unsure of the other party's identity and asked again.
"Yes."
The other party admitted his identity.
This made Qing Sihui feel incredibly honored. He never expected Bicar Dawson to call him personally.
Overjoyed, he couldn't help but smile and asked cautiously, "Hello, hello. May I know why you're calling me?"
"I heard you know about Anthony's death. If you can find out the truth behind Anthony's death, perhaps I can give you everything you desire."
"Everything you desire" was too vague.
However, such a promise was immensely tempting for Qing Sihui.
He was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously. "Okay, okay, okay. I will definitely find out the true cause of Anthony's death."
"You have half a month."
"Half… half a month?" The smile on Qing Sihui's face instantly vanished. "Bicar, isn't half a month too short?"
"That depends on your own abilities."
With that, the other party directly hung up the phone.
Staring at the dial tone on his phone, Qing Sihui was completely bewildered. He slumped into his seat, staring blankly at his phone.
Why would Bicar call him to ask about Anthony?
He knew this matter was not simple. It was likely because his message to Anthony's brother yesterday had worked.
Regardless, he had found hope. As long as he could find out the truth of Anthony's death as quickly as possible, he would have a new backing.
At that time, moving against Qing Muye, no…
To be precise, eliminating Qing Muye would be as easy as crushing an ant.