Return to the City: The Strongest King

"President Xiao, I’m returning this to you." Song Xiaodong handed the check back to Xiao Haiqing.

Xiao Haiqing hastily waved his hands and frowned, saying, "How can I take back something that has already been given away? Wouldn’t that be disrespectful to me?"

Song Xiaodong gave a slight smile and said, "I really don’t lack the money. Having it on me is of no use, whereas your company would likely feel the impact on its working capital without this twenty million. So let’s consider this money as my investment. How does that sound?"

Xiao Haiqing looked at Song Xiaodong, then graciously accepted the check with a hearty laugh, saying, "Well, that settles it, then. I’ll convert this money into shares for you. Our company is currently performing well, and getting a cut of the dividends each year is indeed quite nice."

Song Xiaodong nodded and replied, "Exactly. Now I’ll also be a shareholder of your company. Imagine if I someday want to flaunt a little power there—could be pretty fun."

"Absolutely!" Xiao Haiqing was in even higher spirits, seeing Song Xiaodong’s approach as the perfect solution.

Song Xiaodong didn’t make a big deal of it, saying, "Alright, then that’s settled. I’ll be taking my leave now."

Xiao Yingying pouted and said, "Brother Xiaodong, you’re leaving just like that?"

Looking at Xiao Yingying’s reluctant face, Song Xiaodong felt a surge of tenderness. This girl was truly born to elicit sympathy, making it impossible to harden one’s heart against her.

"I still have some things to take care of. You just focus on recovering at home. I’ll come back to give you another acupuncture treatment in a week."

"Oh... Goodbye then, Brother Xiaodong," Xiao Yingying said with a pout, looking even more aggrieved.

Xiao Haiqing chuckled and said, "Our Yingying really seems to have taken to you, Mr. Song. She’s rarely ever been so attached to someone."