Thinking of this, Song Ge turned to look at Zhai Cheng. Her pink lips parted slightly, but the words that were about to come out were interrupted by a string of phone rings.
"Ring, ring, ring..." The phone rang from Zhai Cheng's suit pocket.
He took out his phone. The name flashing constantly on the screen was reflected in his eyes. Suddenly, he darkened his black pupils.
Song Ge took in Zhai Cheng's reaction. She frowned slightly, and countless thoughts flashed through her mind for a moment.
"Hello?" Zhai Cheng's voice was a bit colder than usual.
"Eldest young master, the master said he wants you to come back now," the butler said respectfully with a hint of non - negotiability.
"Got it." Zhai Cheng replied indifferently, then hung up the phone and stood up straight away.
Song Ge also stood up. Looking at Zhai Cheng's serious face, she thought for a while and kept her mouth shut.
"I need to go back to the old mansion," Zhai Cheng closed his eyes. When he opened them again, there was no expression on his handsome face.
Judging from his appearance, he should have something important to do.
Song Ge nodded and was about to speak:
"Then I'll..."
"Come with me."
Zhai Cheng paused for a moment. He glanced at Song Ge and strode out in a hurry.
"Ah?" There was a hint of confusion on Song Ge's small face, but her feet obediently followed Zhai Cheng.
"I still need you, my bodyguard, to protect me," Zhai Cheng's black pupils showed a hint of a half - smile, but it disappeared in a flash.
The Rolls - Royce slowly started. The melodious music echoed in the car, and a silence fell between the two of them.
"Actually, I just thought carefully. Could the danger you've encountered recently be because of an internal strife in the family?" Song Ge cleared her throat and took the lead to break the silent atmosphere, but there was hesitation in her tone.
Asking about someone's private affairs... It seems a bit inappropriate.
Song Ge's eyes rolled around. She raised her hand to her pink lips and coughed a few times.
"I'm the only son in the family. There are no other competing siblings," Zhai Cheng answered Song Ge's question simply and neatly. His sword - shaped eyebrows frowned slightly as if he was lost in thought.
"I see. Then could it be other relatives?" Song Ge was a bit surprised. Her tightly - clasped fingers moved, and she put forward another possibility.
"The businesses of other uncles' families are relatively stable," Zhai Cheng thought seriously for a while. He looked directly into Song Ge's eyes, with a look of earnestness in his pupils. "The relationship among brothers is basically harmonious."
"Well, it's really... quite peaceful," Song Ge forced a smile at Zhai Cheng, looking a bit embarrassed.
So harmonious! That's strange. Could it be that I've watched too many TV dramas?
Song Ge frowned even deeper. Her small hand silently tapped on her knee.
Right! There's a very intense project competition in the company recently. Could it be the work of the competitors?
Song Ge nodded in understanding. Her big eyes widened a bit, and she suddenly called out to Zhai Cheng.
"Right! Could it be..."
Hearing this, Zhai Cheng looked at Song Ge. The man's handsome features were firm, and his expression was solemn.
Wait! What if Zhai Cheng knows that I'm going to investigate these dangerous things alone? Will he stop me?
"Err, no, no. Maybe I'm overthinking," Song Ge waved her hands repeatedly. Suddenly, the antique - looking buildings were reflected outside the car window and caught her eye.
"Hey, it seems we're here," while Song Ge was talking, the Rolls - Royce slowly stopped.
"Get out of the car," Zhai Cheng also saw the scenery outside. His handsome face became even more serious, and his cold voice was a bit hoarse.
The two got out of the car. The gray - haired butler had been waiting in front of the gate for a long time.
"Eldest young master, the master is waiting for you in the study," the old butler walked forward calmly. He only glanced at Song Ge with his peripheral vision and then directly ignored her, speaking to Zhai Cheng.
"Got it," Zhai Cheng took off his suit jacket and casually put it in the butler's hand, then walked up to the second floor on his own.
The magnificent buildings were presented in front of them in large areas, with an indescribable ancient charm. Song Ge couldn't help but slow down her breathing, as if an ancient figure would walk out at any moment.
"Knock, knock, knock."
Zhai Cheng raised his jade - like hand, carefully rolled up the cuffs on both sides, and then raised his hand to knock on the door.
"Come in." It was a majestic voice.
Song Ge couldn't help but straighten her back and followed Zhai Cheng into the study.
In the huge study, a middle - aged man was sitting in the center of the desk, wearing a pair of gold - rimmed glasses, looking very elegant. On the desk in front of him, sandalwood was burning in the upper left corner, with wisps of smoke curling up.
"Father," Zhai Cheng called out to Zhai Qintian respectfully.
"Who's the person behind you?" Zhai Qintian didn't even lift his head. His tone was extremely strict, which made Song Ge's heart skip a beat.
"My assistant."
"Don't bring people here casually in the future."
Only then did Zhai Qintian raise his head. His turbid eyes showed the shrewdness of a businessman. Before Zhai Cheng could answer, Zhai Qintian asked again.
"How's the project in the east of the city going?"
"Currently, the project has reached the halfway point," Zhai Cheng's black pupils moved slightly. He stood straight in front of Zhai Qintian, his body tightly tensed.
"Why is the progress so slow? I remember this project has been going on for half a month," Zhai Qintian frowned tightly, and the wrinkles on his forehead deepened a lot. He closed his pen, and the crisp sound of the pen cap echoed in the quiet study.
Song Ge couldn't help but click her tongue. She quietly raised her eyes and glanced in Zhai Qintian's direction. The man was wearing glasses, looking like an elegant middle - aged businessman. However—
She always felt that there was something different hidden behind those glasses.
Well, maybe it's just a different kind of strict fatherly love...
Song Ge secretly sighed for Zhai Cheng in her heart. The project in the east of the city was very tricky, and the current speed was already quite fast.
"Sorry, I'll speed it up," there was no fluctuation in Zhai Cheng's voice. He took out the pen and paper from his pocket and wrote it down stroke by stroke.
"How's the cooperation with Shanhao Group? Have the contracts been signed?" Zhai Qintian seemed a bit dissatisfied, but still skipped the previous topic.
"The contracts have been signed, and the cooperation is going smoothly for now," there was no expression on Zhai Cheng's handsome face. He seemed like a robot only reporting work.
"Their group agreed to the contract? That's unexpected. The content of the contract hasn't changed, has it?" Zhai Qintian tapped on the desktop.
"We negotiated as hard as we could. Shanhao Group asked for one more percentage point of commission than before," Zhai Cheng said.
"What's going on? The conditions in the contract were already the best we could offer. How could we add another one percentage point?"
Zhai Qintian slapped the table and sternly questioned Zhai Cheng.
Song Ge felt that this slap seemed to be able to shake out one's heart. She secretly glanced at Zhai Cheng and couldn't help but sweat for him.
"The one percentage point is within the controllable range. We made this decision after careful consideration," Zhai Cheng's pupils were as deep as a black pool. He answered unhurriedly.