72: Chapter 72 Strong Alliance 72: Chapter 72 Strong Alliance After this incident, the people of the Song family sensed a scheme; it seemed that the Family Head was determined to elevate Song Yuwei to power.

Those who had caused trouble for Song Yuwei along with Song Yuzhe began to scheme internally on how to mend relations with Song Yuwei.

After all, setting aside Song Yuanqiao’s support for her, behind her stood the fearless Qin Han, and what’s most important was that the once deemed useless son-in-law of the Song family was now on good terms with the Zhou and Xu families.

The Zhou family.

Old Master Zhou, with a face full of anger, paced back and forth in the living room and said to Zhou Ruicheng, “Are you sick?

What did I tell you before you went?

Not only did you fail to forge a good relationship, but you also offended Qin Han.”

“Dad, you’re making my head spin with all this pacing.

I had my own plans, just wanted to test how much Qin Han is really worth.

If he takes such a small matter to heart, what kind of hermit is he?” Zhou Ruicheng slowly sipped his tea and spoke.

“You think you’re right?

When will you ever change this arrogant attitude of yours?

Testing him?

Then why didn’t Qin Han stand up immediately during his conflict with the Ni family?

Are you afraid of the Ni family?” Old Master Zhou also sat down, exhausted from speaking, and took a large sip of tea.

Zhou Ruicheng furrowed his brows and muttered, “All of this is troublesome; I need to find a solution.”

“A solution?

How are you going to solve it?

You should be going to the clinic right now to apologize to Qin Han!

Do you know?

Old Chief’s illness was cured by Qin Han, even Old Chief said that in the future, one could use his name!”

“What?

Uncle Yang’s disease was cured by him?” Zhou Ruicheng said in surprise, knowing that Yang Zhentian’s chronic illness had tormented him for half his life, and countless doctors had failed to cure it, yet Qin Han had managed.

“What else did you think?

Don’t always assume that just because your sect is strong, everyone wants to curry favor with you.

Change your arrogant ways.

How many true masters are there really staying within sects?” Old Master Zhou sighed deeply.

Zhou Ruicheng remained silent, reflecting for a moment, then spoke, “It seems I really do need to help resolve the Ni family’s trouble?”

“It’s just uncertain whether it’s too late to mend…”

After thinking for a while, Old Master Zhou said to Ling Hong who was nearby, “Go call the young master over.”

Ling Hong responded and went out.

After a while, Zhou Wenfeng returned with Ling Hong, saw his second uncle with his head hanging down on the sofa, and sneakily smiled at Zhou Ruicheng.

Zhou Ruicheng glared at Zhou Wenfeng and remained silent.

This child was spoiled by him, even daring to look at him that way; he needed to be severely disciplined later.

Seeing Zhou Wenfeng had arrived, Old Master Zhou directly said, “You mentioned last time that Qin Han invested a sum of money in your venture and you were going to start a company together, right?”

“Yes, what about it, Grandpa?” Zhou Wenfeng asked curiously, not knowing why his grandfather was asking about this.

Old Master Zhou thought for a moment, then continued, “Here’s the plan, you’ll register the company later, and I will inject ten billion into it.

However, I won’t take any shares, consider it a loan.

Then, you go and sign a long-term strategic cooperation agreement with Song Group, understand?”

“I understand that, but I haven’t decided what industry to enter.

Brother Qin just mentioned it casually, suggesting I do something related to beauty and said he’d give me some formulas.”

“Then what are you waiting for?

Don’t you know how lucrative cosmetics are?

Now that you have a pharmacist, aren’t you eager?” Old Master Zhou looked at Zhou Wenfeng with a face full of exasperation.

Zhou Wenfeng had a sudden realization, slapped his forehead, and said, “Right, how did I not think of that?

I’ll go right away.”

“Come back!

After the company is registered, you head directly to Song Group, got it?

Moreover, you can publicly declare that the company is supported by the Zhou family!” Looking at the rash Zhou Wenfeng, Old Master Zhou shook his head and said.

“But this is my own entrepreneurial venture, I don’t want to fly the banner of the Zhou family!” Zhou Wenfeng looked distressed.

Old Master Zhou suddenly stood up, smacked Zhou Wenfeng’s head a few times—although it sounded severe, it was actually quite gentle.

“How do I get it through to you, so you can see the bigger picture, huh?

Even if you utilize the Zhou family’s resources, knowing you’re Zhou Wenfeng, wouldn’t people still respect you?

And now, it’s about mending the relationship with Qin Han.

This morning, Song Yuanqiao had already transferred all his shares in his name to Song Yuwei.

Song Yuwei is now the future successor of the Song Group!”

“The Song Group is going through tough times, your going there now is like sending charcoal in snowy weather, and in the future, it will be a powerful alliance!”

Zhou Wenfeng was stunned and said, “What’s going on?

Isn’t Song Yuwei an adopted daughter?”

“Get out!” the Family Head bellowed at his grandson, too angry to speak, almost shouting.

Seeing this, Zhou Wenfeng hastily scurried out.

As the Family Head turned to sit down, he saw Zhou Ruicheng still there, calmly sipping tea, and roared, “You, get out too!”

Caught off guard, Zhou Ruicheng spilled his tea all over himself, getting up while muttering, “Why such a temper?”

“Don’t forget to contact your sect!” As Zhou Ruicheng fled towards the villa’s second floor, the Family Head added.

“Got it, got it!

I’ll handle it!”

The Family Head sat on the sofa and shook his head, Ling Hong had already made him another cup of tea.

Seeing Ling Hong stand by, trembling, Zhou Bingchen said impatiently, “I’m not angry, what are you afraid of?”

“Yes, yes, the Family Head is just warming up his voice.”

“Prepare a generous gift; Qin Han’s clinic opens the day after tomorrow, and we must be there!” Zhou Bingchen instructed again.

“Yes!”

With only Zhou Bingchen left in the hall, he pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number.

“Old squad leader, are you free lately?

Let’s drink something.

Qin is in trouble with the Ni family, and I’m worried about the person behind them…”

“Okay, I’m coming to you now!”

Zhou Wenfeng hurriedly began preparing some documents for the new company.

With the help of Zhou family connections, he quickly sorted out all the company’s procedures and, following Zhou Bingchen’s orders, arrived at the Song Group as soon as he was finished.

In the CEO’s office at Song Group, Song Yuwei, flipping through files, was surprised to see Zhou Wenfeng arrive with his secretary and subordinates, and asked, “Wen Feng, what brings you here?

Is it about the contract?”

“Yes, about the contract,” Zhou Wenfeng replied, then quickly added, “Wait, no, sis, I just set up the new company, how did you know it’s about the contract?

Did Grandpa call you?

No way?”

“What new company?” Song Yuwei was confused by Zhou Wenfeng’s words; she ordered Xiang Xiao to pour tea while ushering them to the sofa.

“Aren’t you here because of the Wanhua contract?

I returned to Song Group today and am still in charge of this project, so you don’t need to worry,” Song Yuwei said with a smile.

“Oh, oh, that contract?

I’m not talking about that one.

Let Lina speak with you about it, sis.

I’m too exhausted,” Zhou Wenfeng said.

Having said that, Zhou Wenfeng didn’t act like an outsider; he slumped into the sofa in a more comfortable position.