375: Chapter 364 Brother Song Mighty 375: Chapter 364 Brother Song Mighty When the lackeys from the Shura Alliance appeared before Song Yun with the high-end suit bill, Song Yun glanced at the number on it with satisfaction and tossed it to Sun Fu next to him.
“Vice Director Sun, I’m sure this amount of money is nothing for you to cough up, right?”
“Of course, Sun Fu always keeps his word about compensating the brothers.
There will be no cheating or backsliding.” Sun Fu was all smiles when he took the bill from the lackey, his eyes bulging like ping pong balls.
Damn it, was Song Yun deliberately screwing him over?
A few suits cost him more than 300,000.
Holy shit, that’s even faster than robbing a bank.
But who asked him to boast just now?
He had to cough up the cash.
“In that case, I look forward to you transferring the compensation for mental distress and so on to my card.
Zhao Yan, recite the Shura Alliance’s card number to Vice Director Sun.” Song Yun said as he handed out cigarettes to Li Tang and the others.
“Alright…
alright.” Vice Director Sun, after hearing this, went out with Zhao Yan.
As for how much money Zhao Yan could milk from him, it was up to her skills.
With the matter settled, it wasn’t possible to stay here forever.
Wang Lei kept insisting on eating with him but Song Yun tactfully declined.
Who knew how many issues could arise from heading out at a time like this?
How could he go out to eat amidst this turmoil?
“How’s the situation back at headquarters this afternoon?” Song Yun asked a lackey while handing over his coat.
“Brother Song, after you and the other bosses got arrested, some people went totally out of control.
If it weren’t for Jue Wu and the sisters taking charge, with the Taoist Sect’s strong suppression, some were starting to clamor for a change of leadership,” the lackey babbled on.
“Oh?
Things like that happened, huh?
It seems our framework isn’t as stable as I thought.” Song Yun said with a laugh, crushing his cigarette underfoot.
“But most of those shouting for a new boss were newbies.
The eldest sister-in-law made it clear at headquarters that anyone who wanted to leave was free to go, and as a result, fifty or sixty people walked out, leaving mostly the old brothers behind,” the lackey said with a chuckle.
“Good, good.
Adversity reveals true friends.
Although I, your boss, haven’t suffered much.
This incident shows that our Shura Alliance still needs to be solidified.
Speaking of which, what do the other organizations think?”
“The small and medium-sized organizations that began nibbling at our territory didn’t make much progress.
Wild Wolf and Lotus haven’t stirred at all.
They didn’t do anything rash when they heard you were locked up.”
Song Yun sneered upon hearing this, “Those two are indeed smart.
The way they remain uninvolved is quite clever.
How much of our turf have those small organizations gobbled up?”
“Not much, really,” the lackey said naively, touching his nose, “They had just started nibbling when Jue Wu and people from the Taoist Sect went to dispense justice.
Not only did we not lose any ground, we actually gained quite a lot.”
“Ha ha, that’s the spirit of our Shura Alliance—never to give in to anyone,” Song Yun declared proudly.
“And when the second sister-in-law first came to headquarters, she really scared a bunch of people.
Now, everyone’s whispering that the second sister-in-law is a martial arts expert,” the lackey giggled.
“You all keep mentioning the first and second sister-in-law, how exactly do you rank them?” Song Yun asked with a chuckle.
“Sister Shishi is the first, Sister Qingluan is the second, Sister Qing is the third, Sister Yueyue is the fourth, and Sister Ran is the youngest,” the lackey said laughing.
“You’ve got potential, kid, but if they hear what you said, I doubt I could save you,” Song Yun said, patting the lackey’s shoulder.
“Alright Li Tang, call your family and let them know we’re out.”
Li Tang nodded and started calling the Taoist Sect, completely sidelining Wang Lei and focusing on Sun Fu’s blunder.
Song Yun also took this chance to call Mr.
Song.
After two rings, Song Qingyan picked up, “What’s the matter, Yun’er?”
“What a lovely voice, who might this beautiful lady be?” Song Yun asked cheerfully.
“You little rascal, even daring to flirt with your aunt.
Get to the point, are you out yet?” Song Qingyan asked with a chuckle.
“Of course, with you and grandpa supporting me, I’m out safely,” Song Yun laughed, “How’s the old man?”
“Your grandpa’s out drinking with a few old buddies, and I’m here anxiously waiting for your call,” Song Qingyan said with a hint of complaint.
“Now that you’re out, that’s great.
And by the way, judging by the dates, you might be receiving a big gift in the next couple of days.”
“A big gift?
Could it be that you’re sending me some substantial assets?” Song Yun asked.
“You little money-grubber, that’s not what I’m talking about.
The gift I’m referring to is very, very big.
Just remember, it’s happening in a couple of days,” Song Qingyan ended the call.
Listening to the busy signal, Song Yun felt as if he had been scratched by a cat.
Damn it, what the hell was this big gift?
Even his aunt was an unpredictable person, stirring up his curiosity at this moment.
Never mind, whatever the gift was, it was his.
Besides, his aunt had said he would receive it in a couple of days.
Thinking about this big gift, he felt a tinge of anticipation.
“Brothers, since we’re released without charges, let’s go home,” Song Yun shouted, answered by the lackeys’ howling as if a riot had broken out in the detention center.
It was then that Zhao Yan returned.
Seeing Sun Fu trailing behind her, it was clear Zhao Yan had fleeced a good amount from him.
Because of his eagerness to help, Sun Fu had lost a lot of money without a clue and his career seemed to have reached its end.
Now, his most urgent matter was to go back and write a resignation letter.
He hoped the big shots would show mercy and assign him to a decent position elsewhere.
Just as Song Yun and his crew stepped out of the prison gates, they were startled by the sight outside—a long line of Audi A6s parked at the door, leading to a stretched Lincoln.
Upon seeing Song Yun’s group emerge, more than a hundred well-dressed men erupted from the cars shouting, “Welcome home, Brother Song.”
Their voices were deafening, shouting “Welcome home, Brother Song” three times before lining up, awaiting Song Yun’s orders.
“Let’s go home,” Song Yun bellowed, “And let those who took advantage of us go drink northwest wind.”
“Brother Song is mighty!
Brother Song is mighty!
Brother Song is mighty!” the black-clad men shouted heartrendingly three times, then waited for Song Yun to get into the car.
After Song Yun got into the stretch Lincoln along with Zhao Yan and the rest, the A6s that followed immediately set into motion, and like a black whirlwind, they dazzled the city, leaving everyone in awe, wondering who this big shot was.