660: Chapter 649 660: Chapter 649 Song Yun smiled and then turned to Shen Yan and said, “Shen Yan, this time, you’ve really been blindsided.”
“I know.” Shen Yan nodded with a grim face.
“I’ve reported the matter to the family, but I never expected this bastard to stab me in the back!”
“In this day and age, though one should not harbor the intent to harm others, one cannot be without the precaution against offense,” Song Yun said indifferently.
After all, fraternal conflicts over power struggles were all too common in these influential families.
Song Yun couldn’t be bothered to discuss the causes and effects; it was simply a quarrel over inheritance.
Not all siblings are bound by love, let alone in situations where they are at each other’s throats on sight.
Song Yun believed that if he succeeded in returning to the Song Family, he would undoubtedly face the same kind of trouble.
“Thanks to you, Song Yun,” Shen Yan said gratefully, looking at Song Yun.
“Had it not been for your men tonight, there’s no telling what kind of chaos would have ensued.”
“Haha, Director Li also played a big part,” Song Yun said with a laugh.
Speaking of Director Li, there came Director Li.
At this moment, Director Li, having already removed his police cap, had somewhat disheveled hair parted in the 2:8 ratio, a clear sign of the recent hectic situation that had really kept the small branch-level cadre busy.
“It’s finally over,” Director Li sighed with relief.
“It was a bit hectic for you tonight, Director Li,” Song Yun said with a smile.
“The incident has been settled, but there will definitely be news reports about it by tomorrow!
It almost caused a mass incident, and the responsible parties cannot shirk their responsibilities.”
“You mean—?” Director Li looked at Song Yun with a probing gaze.
“I didn’t say anything,” Song Yun shook his head, “let’s wait until tomorrow to discuss it.”
Meanwhile, Lin Yu on stage had just finished wrapping up the closing remarks, putting an end to the evening’s competition.
To the outside observer, perhaps this was just a close call due to a system error that nearly caused a disturbance.
Since the system was now fixed, tomorrow’s competition would go as planned—people would still watch and votes would be cast.
Moreover, such an incident had actually increased the viewership of this round of the Super Lady competition.
After all, the public nature was inclined towards excitement.
A big drama had unfolded tonight, perhaps there would be another tomorrow?
Therefore, Shen Yan wasn’t too worried about tomorrow’s ratings.
After the end of the competition, he didn’t invite Song Yun for a late-night snack but apologized and quickly left.
Song Yun didn’t ask what he was off to do; after all, it wasn’t his business to care about other people’s affairs.
To certain observant individuals, these seemingly coincidental events revealed many questionable points.
For example, the discord between the two young masters of the Shen Family, the formidable organization and disciplinary nature of the Shura Alliance, and the incompetence shown by Sun Neng, the head of the City Management Bureau, in handling the situation.
Right when the disturbance was about to escalate, Sun Neng had already left.
It wasn’t that Sun Neng did nothing; when Shen Yan had found him to take charge of the scene’s safety, Shen Bocheng had also gotten to him.
His request was simple: at the right moment, Sun Neng was to turn a blind eye, and in return, Shen Bocheng would ensure he was well-compensated afterward, and the disturbance would be kept within a minimal scope.
Since he was promised benefits and received such assurances, Sun Neng naturally played both sides, pleasing both parties.
On one hand, he agreed to take care of the security for Shen Yan and on the other, he met Shen Bocheng’s expectation of conveniently ignoring certain details, thus gaining advantages from both sides.
Sun Neng thought this strategy showcased his adeptness at maneuvering social situations, which was a way of life in modern mainstream society.
However, Sun Neng hadn’t anticipated that the situation would ultimately be controlled by Song Yun’s Shura Alliance, and that during this time, a peculiar station chief emerged—a chief who seemed to be in charge of some suburban police station, leaving Sun Neng puzzled.
Was this station chief out of his mind or drunk to leave his jurisdiction and meddle in matters at the center of Sunan city?
Wasn’t this just causing more trouble for himself?
While Sun Neng was planning to show this Director Li a lesson, Director Li was having late-night snacks in a hotel private room with Song Yun.
At this time, shortly after the competition ended, there were not many people at the banquet—just Song Yun, Song Yuxue, Wang Hu, Director Li, and Lin Yu.
“Lin Yu, I hope you can help out a lot tomorrow,” Song Yun said, clinking his glass with Lin Yu’s.
“This news carries a lot of risks,” Lin Yu said, frowning.
“No worries, just hint at it at the right time, and I’ll be able to handle the rest,” Song Yun said, a confident look on his face.
“As long as you mention it, I have my ways.”
“Alright then, I’ll discuss it with the station tomorrow,” Lin Yu was still hesitant to fully commit to what Song Yun had asked her to do.
“Hm, then I’ll thank you in advance,” Song Yun finished his drink in one gulp, while Director Li, holding his own glass, said to Lin Yu, “I’ll have a drink with Mr.
Song,” and also downed it in one go.
The simple late-night snack didn’t last long; by a little past midnight, everyone had gone their separate ways, with Wang Hu driving Song Yuxue and Song Yun home.
Outside the villa.
“Wang Hu, be careful on the road,” Song Yun said, getting out of the car.
“Got it.
My life isn’t worth much,” Wang Hu replied with a smile, waving at Song Yun before driving away from the villa area.
Watching Wang Hu’s receding figure, Song Yun unexpectedly felt a surge of emotion.
From the early days when he took control of the Shura Alliance and Wang Hu pledged loyalty to him, to the present.
Months had passed, and the Shura Alliance had transformed from a once obscure small organization to now the largest organization in Sunan.
Although a significant part of this success was due to his own efforts,
Song Yun knew that without the full commitment of people like Wang Hu to management, he would not be able to have such a leisurely life now, nor would the Shura Alliance be able to develop so rapidly.
And Wang Hu, from being the leader of a group of hooligans, had matured into one of the top figures of the entire Shura Alliance.
This was not only because he was the original leader of the small group, but also due to his perceptiveness and capability.
From his unconditional allegiance at the beginning to later taking care of the organization’s headquarters for Song Yun, and even to the point of suggesting a name change for the Shura Alliance, all these actions revealed Wang Hu’s dedication.
Among the Shura Alliance’s leadership, Wang Hu might not have Zhao Yan’s wisdom, nor the martial strength of Black Flood Dragon and Hua Manlou, or Meng Ku’s marksmanship, and certainly not Li Tang’s place in Song Yun’s heart.
But Wang Hu was the most reliable and steady.
Sometimes Song Yun did feel genuinely moved; the first time he saw Wang Hu, he hadn’t thought much of him, yet unexpectedly Wang Hu proved to be a chameleon, capable of quietly and swiftly blending into any environment.