Chapter 595 - 595 584


595: Chapter 584 595: Chapter 584 “Many people might not know my friend here, haha, his name is Song Yun.


Back then, the Song Family, to me, Xu, were incredibly gracious,” Xu Hongxing said with a smile.


As he said this, many people suddenly realized that this Song Yun must be a member of the Song Family because Xu Hongxing’s life, too, was filled with legend.


When Xu Hongxing was just a nameless teenager, he happened to encounter a supportive war.


Despite being underage, he concealed it from his family and joined the military, successfully stepping onto the land of a neighboring country.


From that time, he began to show his brilliance, becoming a basic platoon leader within just a year.


Later, he led over 100 brothers on a high ground and engaged in a bloody battle for a week against an elite company from the opposition, running out of ammunition and supplies.


Yet they held off thousands of enemies for a whole week, allowing the strategic deployment on the broader front to succeed!


But this was not Xu Hongxing’s most legendary moment.


During the commendation ceremony later, the credits for Xu Hongxing and his group’s bravery were claimed by some minor leader above them.


Xu Hongxing immediately led his men into that leader’s camp, beat him half to death, and then all surrendered with their hands tied.


This incident enraged the higher-ups, and an order was issued to execute these men.


However, the appearance of one person drastically changed their fates.


Back then, Mr.


Song, in the prime of his life, made a bold statement.


If someone dared to steal the credit, he said he would personally shoot the bastard.


As a result, those men were merely given an internal warning, and that was the moment when Xu Hongxing caught the attention of Mr.


Song.


Under Mr.


Song’s mentorship, Xu Hongxing earned countless military honors in various regional conflicts.


He became one of the few to achieve the rank of general by age 40, and later, with Mr.


Song’s assistance, he successfully became the chief commander stationed in Sunan, holding that position to this day.


Xu Hongxing’s story is well known to many, hence when Xu Hongxing mentioned the Song Family, it was clear that he was indeed talking about members of the Song Family.


This explains why Xu Hongxing went to such lengths to recommend a young man—it was a member of the Song Family.


Members of the Song Family, in local areas, were akin to the nobility and royalty of ancient times.


That was tantamount to possessing the status of the Tian Family.


“You must have guessed by now,” Xu Hongxing said with a laugh as he introduced him, “this Song Yun, bearing the surname Song, is Mr.


Song’s grandson.”
This revelation was like dropping TNT in the crowd, instantly setting off an explosion.


Of course, those in the front row, who had reached a certain level of status, remained composed since they mostly were already aware of Song Yun’s identity.


The most surprised were those of somewhat lower status, such as certain corporate CEOs and the CEO of a petroleum company in Sunan—these were relatively subordinate positions.


So when Mr.


Song visited Sunan last time, he even didn’t request these people take care of Song Yun, as Mr.


Song’s vision no longer included those below the level of major figures.


Among businessmen, only those ranked within the top few in the province could catch Mr.


Song’s eye.


However, Song Yun was different from Mr.


Song, with a starkly different status, so many of the people who came today might be of no use to Mr.


Song.


But for Song Yun, they were people worth getting to know or be acquainted with, even if just to recognize each other and greet when they met on the road in the future.


The mention of Song Yun as Mr.


Song’s grandson stirred a portion of the crowd, shocked another portion, while yet more saw only golden opportunities.


Even though these people held recognized positions in Sunan, nationally only a few were significant.


Who wouldn’t want to progress further?


In their eyes, Song Yun now appeared as a shimmering key to advancement, a key that, if well utilized, could open doors to the highest echelons of Shen Zhou’s society, and by then, it would truly be bliss to reach the sky.


Song Yun smiled and nodded to the audience, paying special attention to Director Feng, giving him a significant look.


This gesture made the hairs on Director Feng’s neck stand up, and not just the hairs—his bearded cheeks seemed to bristle as well.


“How is this possible?!” Director Feng was not just stunned; his distress ran so deep it hurt.


“You, a member of the main line of the Song Family Master, why would you want to appear unassuming?


This isn’t the way to lift anyone’s spirits!”
Having spent a long time in Yanjing, Director Feng was well aware of the Song Family’s influence and understood their overwhelming power more than the local magnates from Sunan present there.


“Hey, Bearded Man, what was your name again?” Mao Shan asked, looking sideways at Director Feng.


“It’s Feng Changhai, you can just call me Xiao Feng,” said Director Feng, who had by then stopped embracing the woman next to him and stopped ogling Li Shishi, focusing solely on Mao Shan.


“Haha, sorry, my brother here is indeed a bit rustic, but he comes from a good background.


I always tell him off, but he just can’t shake off his rustic habits.


Please don’t mind, Director Feng, and also, this little rustic guy here is named Xu—do you see that old man on stage?


That’s my granddad.”
“Don’t say that, don’t say that, you and Mr.


Song are just being low-key, low-key,” laughed Director Feng, wiping the sweat from his brow.


“As everyone knows, my life was given by Mr.


Song.


Now that Mr.


Song’s grandson has come to our region in Sunan, I, too, can only shamelessly ask everyone to please look after this younger generation of mine, haha,” Xu Hongxing said, nodding towards Song Yun.


Understanding the cue, Song Yun stepped forward and spoke, “Everyone present is my senior, so you can call me Xiao Song or Song Yun.


Of course, I’d prefer Xiao Song, since the name Song Yun is, haha, rather common, right?”
This remark elicited a wave of good-natured smiles from the audience, but to Director Feng, it sounded like a rolling thunder.


“Song Yun is saying this for me to hear!!” The sweat increased on Director Feng’s forehead, his legs beginning to tremble slightly.


After a deep breath, he grabbed his phone and with quivering fingers, sent a text message.


“Actually, I’ve been in Sunan for quite some time and only met everyone here today.


This is my fault, so here, let Xiao Song apologize to everyone.” Song Yun clasped his hands, bowed slightly, then straightened up.


“Now that I’ve decided to develop my career here in Sunan, I still hope that all my seniors can offer Xiao Song some guidance.


Xiao Song is new here and knows nothing.”
“No problem,” someone from the audience shouted.


“Mr.


Song, you’re being too modest,” another influential person remarked, “here in Sunan, if Mr.


Song needs anything, just say the word, and Lao Niu will definitely help.”