588: Chapter 577 588: Chapter 577 Song Yun slept soundly that night, the thorn in his heart finally removed.
The Shura Alliance’s gradual erosion of Wild Wolf and Fierce Tiger’s power had already begun.
That night, the remnants of the Wild Wolf’s power crumbled under the Shura Alliance’s assault, almost visibly dissolving until the following morning.
Nearly all of Wild Wolf’s forces had been scattered, with an unknown number of its members detained in the detention center.
The subsequent arrival of the Industrial and Commercial Enforcement Squad sealed and confiscated all of Wild Wolf’s industries.
Over the course of the next day, ownership of these industries rapidly changed hands.
It was only then that many industry leaders discovered their ultimate boss had become Song Yun.
Those savvy enough immediately went to pledge their loyalty to the headquarters of the Shura Alliance.
Guided by Zhao Yan’s advice, Wang Hu treated these managers with a mix of grace and firmness.
These managers were left on a roller coaster of emotions, eventually swearing to extricate themselves from their previous allegiance to Wild Wolf and to serve the Shura Alliance, and Song Yun, wholeheartedly.
Others, less discerning or unwilling to give up the lucrative gains from prohibited items, were promptly expelled from their industries by Wang Hu.
Any that thought of seeking retribution tended to vanish without a trace.
After several individuals had mysteriously disappeared, many industry leaders ceased their disturbances, opting instead to show their loyalty to the Shura Alliance.
Everything was proceeding swiftly and orderly.
The Shura Alliance was experiencing exponential growth.
Thanks to the prior expansion across numerous cities and the recruitment of many employees, the organization was not left short-handed to manage these industries.
Li Shishi’s earlier suggestion was now proving to be very effective.
The next morning, after having breakfast, Song Yun went straight to the headquarters of the Shura Alliance.
His office was still being renovated, so he settled for working in the adjacent reception room.
Upon seeing Song Yun arrive, Wang Hu gave him a brief report of the accomplishments.
“After one night of consolidation and encroachment, we now control two-thirds of Wild Wolf’s market.
As for Wild Wolf’s industries, we’ve kept things as they were for those with influential backers, maintaining their original share of ownership.
Employees of Wild Wolf who had a clean background, we’ve begun absorbing.
Our current goal is to completely integrate all forces within Sunan within a week.
All the big shots are siding with us, allowing us to take advantage of this momentum to assimilate the smaller organizations,” Wang Hu reported.
“Mm, you handle these matters.
I trust you.
How is Zhao Yan?” Song Yun asked.
“Zhao Yan hasn’t rested all night; I sent him to sleep, considering his wounds haven’t fully healed,” Wang Hu explained.
“By the way, boss, after last night’s transfers, many of Gulang’s properties have already changed to our name.
The biggest enterprise under Gulang, Xu Hang Industry, is one of the top 100 companies in the country.
Gulang was its chairman, holding 70 percent of the shares, while Xiao Bai and Zhinu together owned 10 percent of the shares.
All these shares have now been transferred to your name.
Do you plan to manage it yourself, or are you going to hire a CEO?
Because this industry, unlike the others, has a certain international influence, so Zhao Yan said we need to be more cautious about it.”
“Xu Hang Industry?” Song Yun’s eyes lit up.
Xu Hang Industry was ranked among the top three enterprises in all of Sunan.
He hadn’t expected Gulang to own such a significant share—what a generous gift from Gulang!
After a moment of contemplation, Song Yun said, “Let Zhao Yan take over, and as for staffing, let him decide.”
Just then, Song Yun’s phone rang.
After the call, his expression shifted slightly.
Once he had dealt with the matters at hand, Song Yun left the Shura Alliance and drove alone to St.
Martin Bar—there was someone there he wanted to meet.
“You must be Ran Qiu, right?” Song Yun sat on a luxurious sofa in the deepest private room of St.
Martin Bar, looking calmly at the man in his thirties before him.
“Yes, boss,” Ran Qiu replied, his face void of any emotion beyond a polite respect.
“I remember, you were directly promoted to the position of general manager by Xiao Bai under Gulang, right?” Song Yun inquired.
“Yes, boss.”
“I also know that you must be very grateful to Xiao Bai.
But Xiao Bai has been taken care of by me.
If you wish to emulate those ancient assassins who took their loyalty to heart, and try to assassinate me, I have no objection.”
“But I will give you one piece of advice: I’ve pretty much figured out your talent over the past few days.
Originally, St.
Martin Bar was practically your creation.
I intended to remove you because Xiao Bai’s mark on you is too significant, which doesn’t give me any sense of security.
But later, I thought about it: losing such talent, or worse, letting you work for my enemies, didn’t sit well with me.
So, I’m left with two choices.”
Song Yun raised one finger, “First, I trust you and continue to employ you.” Having said that, he looked at Ran Qiu, whose expression remained cool.
“Second,” Song Yun raised another finger, “I send you to meet Xiao Bai right now.
Choose your own path.”
“Boss, you’ve already made up your mind, haven’t you?” Ran Qiu’s lips curved slightly as he spoke with a smile.
“Oh?” Song Yun looked at Ran Qiu, a grin tugging at his own lips.
“If you wanted to kill me, you would have done so already, right?” Ran Qiu posited.
“And then?”
“Boss, you seem more like a businessman than a warlord.
Killing me wouldn’t benefit you at all, so you can only use the second option to intimidate me.
Am I right?” Ran Qiu queried.
“Correct.
I do enjoy speaking with intelligent people,” Song Yun said with a laugh, standing up and looking intently at Ran Qiu.
“Tell me your thoughts.”
“The Shura Alliance has many lieutenants but lacks generals,” Ran Qiu said smilingly.
“Zhao Yan and Wang Hu seem competent, but Zhao Yan focuses on finance and Wang Hu’s vision is constrained by his immediate surroundings.
He could do well in Sunan, but if we’re looking at advancing to the entire southern region or international stage, Wang Hu’s intellect falls short.
The limitations are too great.”
“And then?” Song Yun asked with a smile.
“I know your sights aren’t set on Sunan alone!” Ran Qiu proclaimed.
“Oh?
Why is that?” Song Yun asked curiously.