This slap was delivered by Song Qiao without any restraint, knocking out the other party's front teeth.
Chen Jun's wails of agony immediately filled the ward.
"Kid, you're crazy, stop it now."
Several bank presidents, seeing this, rushed forward to intervene.
But Song Qiao shoved them all aside forcefully.
"Listen to me, everyone. Today, I'm only targeting Chen Jun. It has nothing to do with any of you. If you know what's good for you, get out of here quickly."
As Song Qiao spoke, he turned and grabbed Chen Jun's hair again.
"Kid, how dare you hit me? I warn you, as long as I, Chen Jun, am a bank president for a day, your Xinkai will never be able to borrow a single cent from me again."
Although Chen Jun was panicking inwardly, he still refused to yield, saying,
"The bank presidents standing before you are all my friends. With just one word from me, they will absolutely not lend you any money."
"Is that so?"
Song Qiao did not let go. He raised his head and looked at the bank presidents with a half-smile.
"Old Chen is right. If you don't let go, none of our banks will lend you money. You can start waiting for bankruptcy from now on."
The other bank presidents also began to voice their support for Chen Jun.
For a moment, Song Qiao seemed to have been completely blacklisted by all the major banks.
In the eyes of these bank presidents, no matter how powerful Xinkai Capital was, in the end, they would still have to come to them for help.
Listening to their threats, Song Qiao laughed instead of getting angry.
"What a perfect example of collusion. Today, I've truly witnessed it."
"As Director Chen just said, as long as he's in office, our Xinkai won't be able to get loans."
"Then that's very easy to solve. I just need to make him step down as director, and then this matter will be resolved naturally."
As soon as he said this, everyone present couldn't help but look at each other with strange expressions.
Chen Jun, lying on the bed, burst into laughter, so happy that tears were about to stream from his eyes.
"Make Director Chen step down?"
"Kid, I'm not trying to say this to you, but you really dare to think that."
"Director Chen is the top director of our city's commercial bank. Do you know how much power it takes to have him removed?"
"Let alone you, even if our city's Party Secretary came in person, he might not have the qualification."
Lu Shouyong, the director of China Merchants Bank, scoffed from the side, looking at Song Qiao as if he were an idiot.
As soon as he said this, everyone burst into laughter again.
They had seen people who overestimated themselves, but never someone so utterly overconfident.
"Fine, since you insist on courting death, don't say I didn't give you a chance."
After speaking, Song Qiao took out his phone from his pocket and calmly dialed the provincial party chief, Zheng Shan.
"Chief Zheng?"
As soon as he spoke, the bank presidents beside him started laughing again.
It had to be said, Song Qiao's act was quite convincing. He had just said that the Party Secretary was useless, and then immediately called the "provincial party chief."
Song Qiao ignored them and continued, "I am reporting to you about Chen Jun, the director of our city's commercial bank. This scoundrel is using his position to exploit women..."
Then, in front of Chen Jun, he recounted the day's events to Zheng Shan.
Chen Jun listened with a smile. He didn't believe that Song Qiao actually knew the provincial party chief.
However, the provincial party chief on the phone was furious.
He never imagined that the personnel under his jurisdiction would have such low character and do such a shameless and foolish thing.
"Mr. Song, hand the phone to Chen Jun. I want to speak with him personally."
Zheng Shan became more and more angry as he listened, and finally could no longer suppress his inner rage.
Song Qiao smiled faintly and handed the phone to Chen Jun.
"Director Chen, the provincial party chief wants to speak with you personally."
"Pah, go to hell. Stop pretending with me. If you're the provincial party chief, then I'm his father."
Chen Jun snatched the phone and, before Zheng Shan could even speak, began to curse loudly.
After cursing, he still felt unsatisfied and directly threw the phone fiercely to the ground.
Song Qiao's hand was quick, and he immediately grabbed his wrist.
He looked at the other party with pity and said indifferently,
"Director Chen, aren't you looking for death yourself?"
"You are truly the bravest warrior in the world, daring to call yourself the provincial party chief's father."
"This truly makes me, Song Qiao, feel inferior."
After speaking, he snatched the phone back from Chen Jun's hand.
"You, get out of here."
"If you don't leave now, I'm calling the police."
Chen Jun panted heavily, his eyes wishing he could kill Song Qiao.
"No rush, no rush. I still want to see how Director Chen dies."
Song Qiao was not afraid at all. He pulled up a chair and sat down beside them.
Regardless of how others cursed at him, he continued to watch Chen Jun with a smile.
After about seven or eight minutes.
The provincial party chief's secretary rushed into the ward.
As soon as she entered, she immediately cursed at Chen Jun,
"Chen Jun, you have quite the audacity to call yourself Chief Zheng's father."
"From now on, I declare that you are removed from your position."
Before Chen Jun could react, she turned and cast a warning glance at the other bank presidents.
"The provincial party chief has asked me to remind all of you present. If you dare to engage in favoritism and law-breaking again, such as maliciously refusing to lend money to Xinkai."
"Then Chen Jun's fate will be your fate."
As soon as she said this, the bank presidents present couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
They couldn't help but feel secretly relieved.
Chen Jun's face turned pale, and he almost fell off the hospital bed.
"Mr. Song, Mr. Song, spare my life, Mr. Song."
In all his years, he had never regretted so much. He never expected to truly offend the provincial party chief because of Song Qiao.
However, Song Qiao completely ignored him. Seeing that the matter was resolved, he prepared to leave.
As he reached the door, he suddenly turned his head and cast a fierce gaze at Chen Jun.
He said indifferently, "If I ever find out you have any ill intentions towards Wu Meng again, then next time you lose will be your life."
After speaking, he didn't even bother to look at Chen Jun's expression and strode out of the hospital.
...
In the evening, Xia Xueqing insisted on dragging Song Qiao to watch a newly released romantic movie, claiming it was to deepen their relationship.
Song Qiao couldn't refuse her, so he had to agree to this "little ancestor."
As soon as the two walked into the cinema.
Xia Xueqing suddenly tugged on Song Qiao's sleeve. "Song Qiao, I think I saw someone I know. It looks like one of your confidantes."
"What confidante? What nonsense are you thinking about all day long?"
Song Qiao gently stroked her head, chuckled, and followed the direction Xia Xueqing pointed.
The next second, a hint of surprise flashed across his face.
"Ye Zhiwei?"
"This workaholic actually came out to watch a movie?"