Director Li also scrambled up, covered in dust, trying to seize the opportunity to leave.
"Hold on." Song Qiao let out a cold snort, leaving him awkwardly frozen in place.
"I said he could go, did I say you could go?" Song Qiao stared at him with a grim expression and took a dagger from one of his henchmen.
Director Li's legs turned to jelly instantly. He fell to his knees with a thud, begging, "Master Song, Master Song, I was wrong, please spare me."
As he spoke, he had already wet himself in fear.
Song Qiao paid no attention to his pleas, nor did he speak. He walked towards him step by step, holding the knife.
"I gave you a chance, but you didn't seize it. Then don't blame me for being ruthless."
"No, no."
Director Li was completely terrified. Seeing Song Qiao approaching, he instinctively tried to scramble away.
However, his legs were weak, and he could only struggle to crawl backward.
"Xia Yuqing, Grandma Xia, please spare me. Quickly stop Song Qiao. He, he's really going to kill me."
To avoid Song Qiao dealing with him, Director Li began to beg Xia Yuqing for mercy.
Xia Yuqing hadn't expected that the Director Li, who had been condescendingly forcing her to drink an hour ago, would now be kneeling before her, begging for his life.
For some reason, the grievances she had accumulated at the factory in the past few days seemed to have dissipated considerably at this sight.
Moreover, this was all caused by her once useless husband.
This made her inner insecurity, which was extremely lacking, now regain some confidence.
"Song Qiao, why don't we let this matter go?" Recovering from her shock, Xia Yuqing rushed forward and hugged Song Qiao.
Although she loathed Director Li in her heart, she didn't want Song Qiao to bear the charge of murder for this.
"Wife, don't worry about it. I have to cripple this guy today."
Song Qiao shook his head, ignoring Xia Yuqing's plea.
"Qianxi is still young, you have to think about her too." Seeing Song Qiao unmoved, Xia Yuqing couldn't help but shout.
This sentence made Song Qiao calm down a bit. He hesitated for a moment and returned the dagger to a henchman.
Seeing this, Director Li let out a sigh of relief. In those short minutes, he felt as if he had walked through the gates of hell.
"You thought I'd let you off so easily?" Song Qiao snorted at his appearance and snatched a steel pipe from another henchman, striking Director Li without hesitation.
Instantly, pig-like screams echoed through the private room again.
Qi Yun frowned, stepped forward, and slapped Director Li across the face, saying coldly, "If you dare make another sound, I'll cut out your tongue."
Director Li immediately shut his mouth, enduring the intense pain from his back.
Song Qiao continued to strike a few more times, deliberately avoiding Director Li's vital points, not trying to kill him.
"Sir, please don't hit anymore, I know I was wrong."
Seeing Song Qiao stop, Director Li rushed forward, grabbed his thigh, and begged tearfully, "Please, please, I promise, I'll resign from the chemical factory tomorrow."
"That won't do, I..."
Director Li was about to refuse when he saw Song Qiao raise the steel pipe in his hand again. His voice softened immediately, and he quickly begged, "No, no, I promise. I'll resign from the chemical factory tomorrow."
"That's more like it." Seeing that he had Director Li cornered, Song Qiao casually threw down the steel pipe and added,
"Does the cooperation with Yang Guang Factory have anything to do with you?"
Director Li had no energy to worry about that now. He quickly kowtowed and begged, "Of course, it has nothing to do with me. This is all Ms. Xia's credit. Don't worry, I will explain it to our factory director when I resign."
Only then did Song Qiao nod and say calmly, "In the future, if I ever catch you harassing my wife again, I promise I'll bury you."
His tone was so indifferent, as if he were doing something trivial, that Director Li couldn't help but tremble all over.
Even Qi Yun, who had been fighting and killing for a long time, cast a look of awe at Song Qiao. He had initially thought Song Qiao was just a profit-seeking businessman, but he hadn't expected him to be such a ruthless character who would swallow people whole.
If such a person could be a friend, he must never be an enemy.
Now that Song Qiao owed him a favor, he had to maintain a good relationship with him. This man's future was limitless.
"Then why are you still standing there? Get lost!" Song Qiao roared at Director Li impatiently and kicked him in the backside.
Director Li felt as if he had been granted a great pardon. He quickly kowtowed profusely to Song Qiao, and then, truly clutching his head, rolled out of the private room.
"Brother Yun, sorry to have troubled you with this today." After seeing Director Li off, Song Qiao turned to Qi Yun with a smile and thanked him.
"Brother Song, you're being too formal. We're brothers who just allied, aren't we?" Qi Yun laughed heartily and waved his hand dismissively.
"So this is the sister-in-law you were talking about? Indeed, a beauty who can make Brother Song act rashly for love."
Qi Yun seemed to want to change the subject and teased Xia Yuqing.
Xia Yuqing had never dealt with such a gang leader before and was momentarily nervous, not knowing what to say. She could only offer Qi Yun an awkward smile.
"Alright, Brother Yun, she's been frightened today, so don't tease me anymore." Song Qiao stepped forward and subtly pulled Xia Yuqing to his side, knowing that Xia Yuqing wasn't particularly fond of these people.
"Then Brother Song, you carry on. I have a banquet tonight. I'll call you out for a drink later."
Qi Yun laughed, winked at Song Qiao, and turned to leave with his henchmen.
As he was leaving, he seemed to remember something and turned back to Song Qiao and said,
"Oh, right. I see Brother Song doesn't have a vehicle for getting around. You can keep this car to drive. If you don't have a license, I'll find someone to get you one later."
In the 90s, some things weren't as strict as they are now, and unconventional means could be used.
Song Qiao's assessment of Qi Yun's character couldn't help but rise a few notches. He was adaptable, knew how to handle things, and understood when to advance and retreat. No wonder he held such a high position in the underworld.
Only he and Xia Yuqing were left in the private room. Song Qiao didn't rush to leave and asked Xia Yuqing with concern, "Wife, are you injured? Do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up?"
Xia Yuqing immediately shook her head.
"I'm fine. You came just in time. That Zhang Lei didn't hurt me."
"That's good. If you're alright, let's go home quickly so Mom and Dad don't worry when we're back late."
After speaking, Song Qiao naturally took Xia Yuqing's hand and led her out of Xu Ji Restaurant.