A simple sentence, kill and silence.
And it seems Song Qingya had done this kind of thing quite often.
Although this eldest daughter of the Song family was born of a concubine, she had a strong personality and astonishing capabilities.
Over the years, she had accumulated unique resources and connections, allowing her to deal with anyone who threatened her at any time.
She could even destroy a company outright.
But the use of such resources would inevitably lead to endless trouble.
What Song Qingya disliked most was such trouble.
She stared at her useless brother and said, "If it weren't for Mom begging me, you'd have been on the death list long ago. I don't care if you're my own brother, hmph!"
Song Qilin was about to cry, "Sis, I'll never dare again."
Song Qingya jumped down, picked up Song Qilin's clothes, wiped the chair clean, and then sat down elegantly, "Now, tell me about that watch."
Song Qilin cowered, "It, it was a birthday gift from a friend."
"Still lying to me?" Song Qingya sneered, "Don't you weep until you see the coffin?"
She directly took out her phone, "Contact the Jin Que Yin Meng VIP customer service. I want to cancel all credit cards under Song Qilin's name!"
"Sis!" Song Qilin let out a heart-wrenching plea, ignoring the pain, and immediately flipped over to kneel down.
If all his financial sources were cut off, he wouldn't even be able to drink the northwest wind.
For Song Qilin, having no money was more terrifying than death.
"Sis, I'll tell you, I'll tell you, it was, it was a watch from a new student at the academy, a luxury item, limited edition, but he really gave it to me voluntarily."
"I think you snatched it, didn't you? Do you think I don't know what you've been doing at Chao Ge Academy? This watch almost got you killed, hmm, what's that new student's name?"
"It seems, it seems he's called Li Hao."
What a terrible name.
Song Qingya raised an eyebrow and immediately ordered an investigation into this Li Hao.
Soon, the information of the fourth person in the dormitory appeared on Song Qingya's phone.
Her phoenix eyes flashed, "Send people to investigate Li Hao's location and capture him!"
"Miss, Li Hao... is currently participating in the Alliance Continent challenge in your internet café. No need to investigate, we can see him here."
Song Qingya exclaimed, "Then that's perfect, I'll go over right away."
Song Qilin wiped sweat at this moment, his broken arm bleeding again.
He still had to force a smile, "Sis, are you still managing that Alliance team? Is it necessary?"
Song Qingya snorted, "Let's not talk about that for now. I'll tell you, the old man is not doing well!"
The old man was their father, the patriarch of the Song family conglomerate. He was already on his deathbed, lying on a nursing bed, hooked up to a ventilator.
Song Qilin's eyes lit up, "Then can our fourth branch claim the inheritance?"
Song Qingya was speechless, "Claim what nonsense!"
Song Qilin's spirits lifted, "Our Song family's fourth branch all has its own industries. For example, you, Sis, you hold so many assets, I wonder how the old man's will is written?"
Song Qingya's face turned ugly, "The old man holds the Song Jing conglomerate until his death! And the Song Jing conglomerate is the family's greatest capital."
Song Qilin naturally knew this, "So, the question is, who will inherit the Song Jing conglomerate?"
"It's definitely not us!"
Song Qingya's voice was filled with killing intent, "The competition for inheritance among our Song family's four branches is already open. Mom was originally the weakest and most looked down upon concubine, and you still cause trouble like this?!"
Song Qilin dared not speak.
Song Qingya then called her subordinate, "Is the manager of the Song Game team available? Have the analyst, manager, and scouts go to the internet café. This time, at the internet café championship, see if there are any promising talents. My team ranked last last season, do you still have the nerve to take my money?"
Song Qilin was dismissive of his sister's endeavors, "What's the point of these game teams? Not only do they not make money, but they also lose hundreds of millions every year! Sis, you have so many companies, you're so busy, and you're personally overseeing this?"
Song Qingya sneered, "You know nothing. No matter how much money my company makes, it has no traffic. Do you understand traffic? It's popularity, exposure! If the game team wins a championship, do you know how many people will know my name? Tens of thousands of people!"
"And fame, popularity, and traffic are what will get me the family's attention!"
Song Qilin chuckled, "The old man is dying, Sis, doing all this is meaningless."
Song Qingya had already gotten up and walked out, "Someone, move this scoundrel to a regular ward, and next time he has surgery to fix his broken arm, do not give him anesthesia, let him know what pain is!"
Song Qilin screamed in terror.
Song Qingya had long since left the hospital and headed straight for the chain brand, Qing Ci Internet Café, near Chao Ge Academy.
At this moment, Qin Yexuan had just left the internet café, browsing the news on his phone by the roadside.
"Song Jing Conglomerate Chairman and President Song Shixiong is undergoing emergency treatment, and the family's four branches are openly competing for assets!"
Beneath such a long news headline was a small, tofu-block-sized report.
It seemed the public would have little insight into the Song family's inner workings.
Qin Yexuan watched silently.
The Song family, interesting!
The wealthy families of Chao Ge, Song Qilin's family, had piqued his interest.
He looked up at the sky and suddenly hailed a taxi.
"To Song Jing Private Hospital!"
Song Jing Private Hospital, a general hospital established by the Song family, was also old man Song Shixiong's last hope.
Meanwhile, Song Shixiong, lying on his sickbed, had a face like pale gold, seemingly on the verge of death.
Innumerable people were waiting outside.
Everyone had the same thought: why hasn't the old bastard died yet? It's been twelve days!
Inside the ward, Song Shixiong still didn't want to die. Suddenly, in a final surge of energy, he actually sat up.
"Old Master?!"
"Husband!"
The four wives and their children desperately pushed forward.
"Dad!"
"Grandpa!"
"Husband, did you set your will? I'm your favorite Ah Jiao."
"Get lost, I'm the legal wife, you vixen bitches get out!"
In the chaos, Song Shixiong coughed violently, trembling as he pointed outside, "Get out, get these trash out! My will has not a single word, all my assets will be donated when I die, understand?"
The crowd fell silent.
Song Shixiong looked with difficulty, his gaze falling on his most trusted secretary, "Xiao Zhang, come here."
The handsome secretary with gold-rimmed glasses, Xiao Zhang, walked over gently.
The others were forced out of the ward.
"Xiao Zhang, what did Ling Meng Mountain say? Now, only those monsters can cure me and let me live again."
Secretary Zhang hesitated, "A reply from the Lion Camel Ridge Club, they want half of the Song Jing conglomerate's assets. They can extend your life for ten years! Only ten years."
Song Shixiong fell silent for a long time and slowly lay down, "You don't need to say anymore. It's not that I begrudge the money, but I know that once they get the conglomerate, they will harm the world. In that case, even if I live, it's no different from being dead."
Tears welled up in Secretary Zhang's eyes, "Extending life with demonic energy is your only chance."
As he was trying to persuade him, the phone rang.
Secretary Zhang answered impatiently, "I'm busy right now... What? Young Doctor Qin? Claims he can cure the chairman?"