Chapter 46: Flattery!
At half past eight in the morning, the lobby of Song Corporation was filled with distinguished guests. All of them were luminaries of Huajiang City, personally invited by Song Tiancheng. Corporate press conferences were often seen as a waste of time—unless, of course, the invitation came from the eldest son of the Song family himself. Naturally, many were more than willing to make an appearance. Some even declined an invitation from Blossoms Group just to attend this event.
Mu He had no idea how long he had been watching. He sensed Su Bai was breathing steadily now, completely lost in sleep. Meow Yiren walked in holding a cup of coffee, glanced at her feet propped on the table, and without changing expression, took a seat opposite her. Su Bai had been so thoroughly infuriated by him that she’d cursed him out, leaving no ancestor unscathed. After her tirade, she calmly began eating her oranges, passing the peels to Leng Mingzhao for him to peel the next one.
Jun Minghen watched the Empress Dowager approach, yet stood motionless at the door. Only after staring at her for a long time did he seem to recall what he ought to do; suddenly, he reached out and shoved the Empress Dowager aside and strode toward Jun Xuanye.
Shen Jia found his words odd. Was he implying that she was so stupid she couldn’t even cook a meal? “Su Mu, paying respects to Chief Qingyan of the Qingyan Tribe.” Su Mu cupped his fists and offered a respectful bow to the tribal chief. But why was that Qin Nianchu here as well? Instantly, she felt her own army’s prospects dimmed.
Aunt Chen noticed there were two rooms in the house. Kong Yanxi’s salary was three times higher than elsewhere—she couldn’t afford to be dismissed over carelessness. Opening her eyes, Xue’er switched on the lamp by the bed, got up, and looked at the man sleeping soundly beside her.
The giant roc spread its wings, the wind carried purple clouds, swallows circled the sun, yet left behind the ancient pine. The rising sun shone, golden wild geese soared across the sky, stepping upon clouds to reach new heights. Xiao Qingchen, amused, sat down on the grass as well. Shen Lu led the horse to the side and began practicing his martial arts in the distance.
A buzzing sound—arrows rained down like a torrential storm, shot in three directions at the city walls. Two targeted the locations of the catapults, the rest fanned out in a broad assault.
She was dragged just as before toward a storeroom off the courtyard. She knew she’d be locked in the dark room again. Desperate, she clung to the nearest tree, refusing to be taken away.
In the elevator, Leng Yu removed his sunglasses, stroked his chin, a smile still playing at his lips, though now tinged with mischief. He wondered why Que had summoned him.
“It’s not up to you,” Yi Chengxiu snorted coldly. Whether it was the Fang family’s will, he would keep investigating.
Gazing clearly at the person seated by the bed, Ling Yi betrayed no expression. He instinctively tried to move his hands, only to find them still bound together. Heavy iron chains had been fastened around his ankles once again.
Murong Zhaoyun accepted the blueprints, examined them, then nodded. “Here—these three spots. You two remember them. Then find some highly skilled people to investigate, but above all, don’t alert the enemy. Just observe. If we’re discovered, our entire plan falls through. And don’t overlook the Cold Palace.”
“If your guess is wrong, you’ll change my baby’s diapers for a month. How about it?” He Yumo grinned mischievously.
“Yes, if the ox saw you like this, it would definitely go mad!” the subordinate replied, utterly serious.
Naturally, there was no way to form a group. Everyone was a third-tier skeleton; even if you were stronger than me, why should I listen to you? Isn’t it possible to work alone? Better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix.
On the one hand, it showed the importance placed on Satoru Iwata; on the other, it reminded Tanimura that the society was not entirely beyond his oversight.
Madam Hou was surprised by her words and looked up at her. Her expression was calm, neither arrogant nor aggrieved, as if all these matters had nothing to do with her.