章節 988: Chapter 988: The Furious Song Bo
Early in the morning, Xia Yu was eating breakfast at home after playing Tai Chi when the phone at home rang.
He took a sip of milk, then got up and walked over to the phone, picked it up casually and said, 'This is the Xia residence, may I ask who is calling?'
'Gars?'
'What is it?'
Xia Yu finished speaking and subconsciously looked at the clock on the wall and realised it was only 8:02, well before work.
Just as he was a little puzzled, he heard Garth Liddle's slightly hurried words over the receiver, and his expression instantly became grave.
After Garth Liddle finished speaking, Xia Yu immediately said, 'Garth, do your best to stall Wade Shiyahui and dispel his doubts as much as possible. If it drags on for too long, you can show him the proof of equity, but you must not promise to sell it to him. Understand?'
'If there are any special circumstances, call my office as soon as possible, and someone will record what happened and notify me.'
'Okay, you go first!'
'Pat!'
After hanging up the phone, Xia Yu narrowed his eyes and quickly analysed the situation.
According to Garth Liddle's report on the phone, Wade Shiawei visited him early in the morning with a clear purpose: to acquire the equity in Cathay Pacific Airways held by Standard Chartered Bank.
Garth Liddle immediately responded that it was likely that the chairman Xia Yu's plan to acquire Cathay Pacific Airways had been discovered by the Shiawei family, otherwise Wade Shiawei would not have been in such a hurry.
So he used the excuse of going back to his room to change his clothes, and called Xia Yu's home number from the bedroom phone. Fortunately, Xia Yu happened to be at home, and he informed Xia Yu of the matter.
After listening to Garth Liddle's urgent report, Xia Yu was a little relieved. Fortunately, Standard Chartered Bank still held 13% of Cathay Pacific's shares, and he had not concentrated them for the time being.
If Wade Szuhuai asks to see it, Garth Liddell can still get it out, which can temporarily dispel Wade Szuhuai's doubts and buy him time.
Although with Szuhuai knowing his plan now, he can only gain a little bit of an advantage!
'Since the Szuhuai family has approached Standard Chartered Bank, if I were Norman Szuhuai, I would definitely not miss out on the Song family and HSBC!'
'I guess Norman Shih Ya-wei is either at the home of Shen Bi or the Song family.'
'It's just that... how did the Shih Ya-wei family know my plan? Where did I go wrong?'
After a moment's thought, Xia Yu couldn't be sure.
He picked up the phone and made a secret call. The phone rang a few times before it connected.
Xia Yu didn't waste any words, and said directly, 'Big brother, help me closely monitor the movements of key personnel such as the Shi Yahuai family, the Soong family of the Taikoo Group, and Shen Bi. At the same time, help me investigate why the Shi Yahuai family knows that I am acquiring Cathay Pacific. Act immediately, it is very urgent!'
After saying this, he heard a decisive response from the receiver, and hung up the phone.
Just then, the curvaceous Li Qian walked over, gently took Xia Yu's hand, and asked softly, 'Yu, what happened, is it serious?'
Xia Yu looked sideways at Li Qian, his gaze softening, and he revealed a gentle, warm smile as he said softly, 'There's been an accident with the acquisition of Cathay Pacific, but most of the plan has been completed. I'll ask your brother to help me investigate, so don't worry, it's not a big deal.'
Li Qian nodded obediently and didn't ask any more questions. Since Xia Yu said it was fine, she believed that Xia Yu could easily solve it.
...
Song family mansion.
Norman Shi Yahuai was infuriated by Song Bo's repeated rejections and excuses.
He looked deeply at Song Bo, who still looked calm, and said in a deep voice, 'Mr. Song, you have the power to choose because you hold the shares, but I hope you will consider this carefully. After all, our two families have been cooperating for decades, and without the Shih Yahuai family, there would be no Song family as it is now.'
'Over the decades, the Song family and the Shih Yahuai family have become closely linked, and I don't want to see a rift in our friendship,'
Song Bo nodded solemnly, deeply agreeing, and said, 'Mr. Shi Yahuai, what you said makes a lot of sense. I know this very well, which is why when Xia Yu came to me to buy the shares, no matter what he said, I didn't sell them to him.'
'The reason I didn't tell you is also because Swire Pacific's shareholding in Cathay Pacific has always been above 50%. Even if I don't say anything, it won't make any difference, Xia Yu can't turn the world upside down.'
'And to be honest, Xia Yu also threatened me. I just thought that since I didn't sell him the shares, it wouldn't have any impact on the company or you, so there was no need to cause trouble.'
'Mr. Norman Shih, I think you should understand my concerns. After all, Xia Yu has a fearsome reputation.'
Norman Shih was still annoyed inside, but he couldn't vent it, and it was suffocating.
He couldn't just tell Song Bo that Swire Pacific's shareholding ratio was less than 50%, could he?
If he did, he would have no grounds to stand on, and would be unable to accuse and pressure Song Bo with any authority.
How could he blame someone else for his own mistakes?
Norman Shiyahuai, who was feeling irritated, suddenly got up and said to Song Bo before leaving, 'Mr Song, I won't say much about other matters. I have made myself clear about what I want to say. I hope you can remember one thing: the Song family's fate is already tied to the Swire consortium!'
'I hope you will think carefully and give me good news tomorrow morning at 9 o'clock!'
After saying this, Norman Shi Yahui left with emotion. Song Bo, who was also emotional, did not see Norman Shi Yahui out the door, but just got up and watched him go.
After hearing the sound of the car engine gradually fading away,
'Bang!'
Song Bo's face was gloomy, and he slapped the tea table heavily, making a loud noise that startled the housekeeper and his second son Song Zhicheng.
'Master, is your hand alright?'
Song Liang, the butler, asked nervously.
'Dad, calm down, your health is more important!'
Song Zhicheng said with concern.
Song Bo did not reply, but asked with a dark face, 'Where is the third son?'
Song Zhicheng did not know where his half-brother was, so he looked at the butler Song Liang, who might know. After all, Song Zhiming's bodyguard had to report his whereabouts to the family's security system every few hours.
Song Liang immediately replied respectfully, 'Master, Ah Zhong reported to the family this morning that the third young master is at the beach villa and has not yet woken up.'
Song Bo snorted, 'This rebellious son has caused such trouble for the family, but he is sleeping like a log. Song Liang, you go and notify the bodyguards right now and bring him back to me! If he hasn't sobered up yet, drag him back here!'
'Don't do anything but get dressed, and bring him back immediately!'
Song Liang, the butler, felt a chill run down his spine and knew that the young master was in for a hard time. He said respectfully, 'Understood, I'll make the arrangements right away.'
After saying this, he quickly left the living room.
Song Zhicheng hurriedly poured his father a cup of tea, held it in both hands in front of his father, and said softly, 'Dad, calm down, things have already happened like this, it's not worth getting angry and damaging your health.'
Song Bo looked at his second son, his expression softening slightly. He took the cup of tea, took a sip, put it down, took a few deep breaths, sighed, and said, 'Lao San is good for nothing. He has no ability, but he has picked up a whole bunch of bad habits. It's all my fault. I should never have agreed to let him study abroad. He's a waste!'
'If the third son had even one-tenth of your ability, he wouldn't have caused such trouble for the family!'
'Sooner or later, I'm going to die of anger!'
Song Zhicheng was secretly pleased, but put on a humble expression on his face and said hypocritically, 'Dad, I don't think my third brother wants this either. He must have his reasons.'
'Dad, let's not talk about my third brother. We need to get down to business first. Norman Shiyahuai has only given us one day.'
Song Boduan took a gulp of the already-cooled tea in his teacup. He took a deep breath to calm his mood as much as possible.
He thought for a moment, then said with a grave expression on his face, 'Norman Shih Ya-huai's words just now were very blunt, and even contained an element of threat. He was in such a hurry, so there must be a major problem with Swire Pacific's control of Cathay Pacific.'
'Otherwise, with the previous shareholding structure, he would not have come to me.'
Song Zhicheng nodded in agreement, saying, 'I also feel the same way, and it is very likely that the shares have gone to Xia Yu's hands.'
At this, he paused for a moment, and said with a puzzled expression on his face, 'I just can't figure out what in the world Norman Shi Yahuai was thinking to sell his shares to Xia Yu. After all, Cathay Pacific Airways is not listed.'
Song Bo sneered, 'Only they know what happened, but the key problem is still with the Shi Yahuai family themselves. Now they are forcing us, which is downright bullying.'
Song Zhicheng pursed his lips and said with a somewhat sad face, 'Dad, then should we sell our shares to Norman Shiyahuai?'
'Although his attitude is very bad, there is a saying that is very true: our Song family has deep connections with their family!'
'If we offend him, then our lives will be difficult from now on...'
Song Bo asked in return, 'If we offend Xia Yu to death, will our lives be better?'
Song Zhicheng was suddenly speechless. He felt a little suffocated and subconsciously clenched his fists.
Song Bo, feeling annoyed, gave his second son a cold lecture: 'Weakness is the original sin!'
'When you're at home, trouble comes from nowhere!'
'If we're strong, even if we're caught between the Shiyahuai family and Xia Yu, we can care about neither!'
'Cheng, you must remember, you can only rely on yourself. Only the strength of your own fists is the most important thing.'
Song Zhicheng nodded firmly and said, 'Dad, I remember!'
...
Just as Song Bohu and Song Zhicheng were consulting closely on a countermeasure, the roar of an engine could be heard from outside the house. After a while, the butler Song Liang walked in with Song Zhiming, who still had some swelling around his face and was obviously not awake.
'Dad, what did you want to see me about?'
Song Zhiming blinked to wake himself up a little and asked.
He was confused. He had been sleeping comfortably, but was then woken up by his bodyguard Ah Zhong. He had barely finished getting dressed before he was pushed into the car and rushed home.
He had just got out of the car and seized the opportunity to ask the butler, Uncle Liang, but he didn't get any useful information. Uncle Liang just said that his father, Song Bo, was looking for him and reminded him to be more respectful.
Seeing Song Zhiming's dejected appearance, Song Bo, who had already calmed down, flew into a rage again. His eyes were wide with anger as he glared at Song Zhiming and shouted angrily, 'Rebel son, kneel down!'
Song Zhiming was so scared that he shivered and knelt directly on the ground. His face showed fear as he hurriedly admitted his fault, 'Dad, I'm wrong, please forgive me!'
Seeing Song Zhi Ming's cowardly appearance, Song Bo was even more infuriated. He sneered and asked, 'You know how to admit your mistakes, so tell me, what did you do wrong?'
Song Zhi Ming was dumbfounded. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then looked up and said carefully, 'I didn't come home to sleep last night, so I didn't listen to your teachings.'
Song Zhicheng, who was listening on the side, directly closed his eyes in silence.
His half-brother was so blind, and now he was being sneaky. It would have been better to just say he didn't know.
Sure enough, Song Bo was so angry that he trembled all over, suddenly got up, walked up to Song Zhiming, and slapped him in the face while he was confused, making a crisp sound.
'Pop!'
'Ah!'
Song Zhiming let out a wail, covering his face with his hands. The pain woke him up completely.
He looked at his father in disbelief and said sorrowfully, 'Dad, what did I do wrong that you beat me like this?'
Song Bo's eyes were wide with anger as he shouted, "You still feel aggrieved, don't you? Did you drink with Norman Shiyu's youngest son last night? Did you tell him that Xia Yu came to the house and wanted to buy Cathay Pacific Airways" shares?'
'You did this, didn't you?'
Song Zhi-ming was even more scared by his father's furious look. He immediately shook his head and denied, 'Dad, I didn't say anything. Someone must be slandering me. You have to believe me.'
Seeing that Song Zhi-ming still refused to admit it, Song Bo raised his hand and made a move as if to slap him again. Song Zhi-ming immediately got up and hid behind him, scared.
Song Zhicheng couldn't bear to watch anymore, and said to Song Zhiming, 'Third brother, just admit your mistake. Norman Shi Yahuai just came to the house, and he told Dad himself that you told Boris Shi Yahuai about this last night, and Boris Yahuai went home and reported it!'
Song Zhiming was stunned, and then his face turned red, ashamed. He didn't dare look at his father, Song Bo, and covered his face, not daring to argue anymore.
Just then.
'Ring ring ring...'
The urgent ringing of the phone sounded.
The gaze of everyone in the living room was immediately drawn to the phone on the table.
Seeing his father frown, Song Zhicheng shook his head at the butler, Uncle Liang, and got up to answer the phone.
'This is the Song residence, may I ask who is calling?'
As soon as he asked this, a voice came over the phone that made Song Zhicheng's face change.
He immediately covered the receiver and whispered to his father, 'Dad, it's Xia Yu!'
Song Bo's face changed, and without bothering to lecture Song Zhiming again, he quickly walked over to the phone and signalled his second son Song Zhicheng to continue answering the phone.
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