354: Chapter 343: Female College Student and the Drinking Companion Girl 354: Chapter 343: Female College Student and the Drinking Companion Girl “I’m well aware that what I just said was a bit too harsh,” Song Yun picked up a cup and took a sip of water, “but isn’t that what society is all about these days?
You probe me, I probe you, and then we foolishly think we know what the other is all about.”
“Perhaps that is a common malady among our people,” the middle-aged man said, looking a bit at a loss.
“Indeed,” Song Yun said with a laugh, looking at the man, “speaking is an art.
If done well, it can lead to promotions and wealth.
If not, one finds oneself left out in the cold.
Do you understand what I’m saying?”
This was the moment that tested a person’s ability to converse.
Even though what Song Yun had said was straightforward, the best answer was to pretend ignorance because what Song Yun really wanted was to use the other’s response to segue into the next topic—it was a common tactic in the officialdom.
“I don’t understand; please, comrade, enlighten me,” the man said, feigning curiosity like a child.
“Well, let me give you a few examples then.
If you were to say that a female university student goes to a nightclub to accompany drinkers at night, it doesn’t sound very nice.
But, if you say that a nightclub hostess diligently attends university lectures during the day, that’s brimming with positivity.”
“If you say you are a scholar who started a company, you’ll be despised and considered vulgar—a disgrace to academia.
But if you say you are a businessman who, in addition to business, also diligently studies, people will respect you and honor you as a Confucian merchant.
Do you think I’m right?”
“Um, even though it’s the same person in both scenarios, the implications are indeed different,” Li Shishi nodded.
“This is the art of speaking.
If you can reverse the order, a bad thing might truly be turned into a good thing.”
“I’ve indeed learned a lot today,” the middle-aged man said, as if he had an epiphany.
“This young comrade has quite a high level of ideological consciousness.”
“Heh, naturally, would you like to hear another example?” Song Yun asked with a smile.
“Listening to your words is better than reading ten years’ worth of books,” the man professed humbly.
“I, Lao Jiu, am all ears.”
“Consider some of the criminals who continue to serve in various government departments; it really moves me,” Song Yun said with a strange laugh, “Today’s civil servants are really something, committing crimes using the power in their hands.
It truly saddens me.”
The middle-aged man broke out in a cold sweat as he realized that he had been led into a trap by Song Yun from the very beginning.
From the first sentence, Song Yun had been cunningly laying the groundwork for this last statement, intending to disgust him.
In all his years, he had never encountered such a meticulous young man.
The women, however, were not of the same mindset and, hearing Song Yun’s somewhat mocking joke, all burst into laughter.
Li Yueyue pursed her lips and said, “That’s a classic line; Song Yun, it’s a real waste for you not to be a teacher.”
“Yes, yes, Mr.
Song’s talent is indeed sufficient to be a teacher,” the middle-aged man recovered and praised.
“So, you’re saying my talents are only fit for teaching?” The Chinese language is profound and complex; words spoken without much thought might carry a double meaning, both positive and negative.
The middle-aged man’s face crumpled in confusion at Song Yun’s words.
That wasn’t what he meant to say, but he didn’t know how to explain himself, leaving him at a loss for words.
“Alright, alright, I didn’t intend to cause trouble for your division today; I just can’t stand some people who eat and drink at our expense and then give us grief.
Civil servants are paid by the taxpayers’ money, after all; the people can’t be the ones to suffer in the end, can they?” Song Yun said, patting the middle-aged man on the shoulder.
“Yes, Mr.
Song’s words are very sensible.
I will certainly handle this matter with 100% principle.
Please await the good news,” the middle-aged man said earnestly.
“It’s getting late.
If we linger here any longer, we might become the subject of gossip outside.
Remember, lowliness is the root of fortune, and one should always leave room for maneuver,” Song Yun remarked indifferently.
Watching Song Yun and his entourage leave his office, the middle-aged man felt a wave of relief.
Song Yun and Li Shishi’s presence had been so overwhelming, completely playing him at their whim.
Whatever they wanted him to say, he had to say it, or they’d have another line ready for him.
The pressure was too intense, leaving him covered in sweat.
“Chief, what happened to you?” the female secretary walked in and seeing her boss lying on the couch, out of breath, couldn’t help but step forward and ask.
“Get that Fatty out of here, what a useless thing.
If he doesn’t leave, sooner or later, I’ll die at his hands,” the middle-aged man said bitterly.
Upon leaving the police station, Song Yun realized something; they had arrived in a police car, but the two cars they had driven were still parked at the amusement park entrance.
With no choice, they all took two taxis back to the amusement park.
Getting into his car, Li Shishi’s phone in her purse suddenly rang.
She opened her phone, puzzled, and found it was her assistant calling.
With curiosity, she answered, and her assistant spoke anxiously, “Boss, your family suddenly came here today, claiming that everything here, including the employees’ assets, belongs to them.
This has stalled our plans.”
“What?
You’re saying those bastards went to the company?” Li Shishi said through gritted teeth, “Alright, wait there for me; I’ll be there in no time.”
“What’s wrong?
Who dares to cause trouble at your company?” Song Yun joked.
“Who else but those parasitic relatives,” Li Shishi said, rubbing her forehead.
“Just drop me off at the company first.
It’s so annoying; I thought we could leave them a shell company without them noticing, but somehow they caught wind.”
“It’s probably someone from inside your company,” Song Yun said.
“Let me break it down for you: the person who leaked the secret is likely someone easily bought off, and someone who probably won’t join you in your new venture.
Someone who can’t keep up with the times.
They’re afraid you’ll start a new company elsewhere, which could bring big risks, so they leaked the information to the Li Family, hoping they could stay put comfortably forever.”
“I get it.
It’s likely those old guys on the board of directors.
When I proposed this plan before, two or three of them were the most vehemently opposed.
I think they are the culprits behind this,” Li Shishi said, frowning.