"Me?" Li Ying was stunned for a moment, "I can't do it!"
Song Xiang was confused, "What?"
"He doesn't like people to mention this, and his mother doesn't like it either. I overheard it by chance. Don't say it was me who said it, go find him quickly."
Song Xiang: "..."
This fool.
"In this case, you give him a call first. What you say may be more effective than mine. He always praises you. If you can't, I will kneel down and beg him."
Song Xiang didn't understand her thinking, but she still did it.
I called Lan Jingyu, and the other person said frivolously "Yo" as soon as he opened his mouth, "Mr. Rong, why do you think of me?"
Song Xiang licked her lips and explained the reason as politely as possible.
As soon as he mentioned South America, Lan Jingyu's tone became cold, "Li Ying told you?"
Song Xiang: "..."
Love is an exclusive secret.
Silly Yingzi, you don’t need to say this to others to know what you mean!
Song Xiang closed his eyes, "Young Master Lan, I'm sorry, I..."
Before she finished speaking, the call was already hung up.
Song Xiang looked at the screen and bit her lip.
She thought for a moment and called Li Ying again, but it showed that the call was ongoing.
I guess... I begged on my knees.
Song Xiang stopped talking on the phone and sat down to wait for news.
Time passed by, but there was no call from Rong Boye.
The hope was slim, but she couldn't leave in a hurry. She promised her father that she would give her three hours, and she would never miss it.
Holding the phone in both hands in a prayer gesture...
Suman sat on the edge, not daring to say anything.
Seeing that the sky is getting dark, the time is almost up.
Song Xiang gave Rong Qi an order to prepare for his flight to South America.
Mo Ming and Xiao Sheng both called her and told her where to go after landing.
Song Xiang couldn't wait for Lan Jingyu's call and felt anxious.
When the time came, she stood up and gritted her teeth.
Forget it, if she can't succeed, then go through official channels. She doesn't believe that the higher-ups can do anything. Not to mention Yan Han's special status, even if he is an ordinary person, he can do business in South America reasonably and legally.
Yan Zhicheng blocked the news, partly to stabilize the situation, but mostly for Yan Han's safety, fearing that the other party would jump into the wall in a hurry.
She walked out of the shooting room and happened to meet Chu Xun who was pushed up by Tan Shu.
"I heard Uncle Zhe say, are you really going to South America?"
Song Xiang nodded, "Yes."
"It's too dangerous." Chu Xun shook his head, "I advise you..."
"I must go." Song Xiang interrupted him.
Chu Xun sighed and had to shut up.
Song Xiang nodded slightly to him and planned to pass by her.
"careful."
A voice came from beside me.
Song Xiang paused slightly and glanced at Chu Xun's profile, "I understand."
She didn't know why, but she felt that the underlying emotion behind this "be careful" didn't seem quite right.
There was a moment of misunderstanding, and she took another step and passed him by.
It was just when the lanterns were first going on outside, it was freezing and snowing.
Song Xiang got into the car and sent a message to Rong Boye, saying that she would act carefully and would never take risks.
She knew what she meant to Rong Boye, as father and daughter were each other's only blood relatives.
The car drove all the way to the airport.
Halfway through, Lu Zechen made a phone call.
"Mr. Shao has intervened. We don't know the outcome yet. This matter can be simply defined as a personal grudge between two businessmen. It cannot escalate any further. You must be mentally prepared."