She's waiting for me there.

More than an hour later, Chen Yun brought the oven back to the stone table in the pavilion.

After Qingxue finished eating, she went to feed the two cubs. Aunt Wang also went upstairs to help. Qingning sat on the sofa holding her iPad. Only the father and son were left in the pavilion.

"It turns out that the soul of barbecue lies in the stove."

"That's right, without this stove, the lamb kebabs lack flavor."

"Little old man, can you please go?"

"bring it on!"

The father and son had finished a wave of white wine and started to switch to beer.

Chen Hanlin put down his wine glass and asked casually, "How is Henghai City?"

"That's just the way it is. The situation has stabilized a bit since Gu Hongfei left. Otherwise, the Song family would always make some small moves."

"Well, that's normal. The authorities are having trouble controlling it. A family like the Song Group has extensive connections, and the fact that they've been able to hold it together for this long is beyond my expectations."

Chen Yun said nonchalantly: "What are you afraid of? If the enemy comes, we will stop him. If the water comes, we will block it with earth. At worst, we can just fight."

Chen Hanlin sat up straight in an instant: "Brother, do you have any ideas?"

He knew his son very well and would not have said such words without some calculation.

"That Song Mu is a very good entry point."

"Song Mu? Is he also from the Song family?"

"That's right, I haven't told you this yet..."

Chen Yun briefly recounted the conflict between Jiang Li and Song Mu.

The old man leaned back on the bench, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Use one point to attack the reinforcements?"

Then he shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that's not possible. Song Mu is just a minor figure in the Song family and not important enough."

Chen Yun leaned forward with a playful smile on his face: "If we use this to hit the Song family in the face, little old man, what do you think will happen?"

"A slap in the face? Hahaha~" The old man said with a smile: "That's a good idea. Even if the Song family doesn't want to care about him, they still have to save face."

Chen Yun picked up the wine glass, and the father and son clinked glasses together before drinking it all in one gulp.

Chen Hanlin continued, "The current Song family is headed by a young man named Song Liangji. Yan Zhiming's death is likely related to him."

"How cruel! It's fine if you just throw away the unusable chess pieces, but you kill them directly?"

The old man sneered: "If you want to blame someone, blame Yan Zhiming for knowing too much. How can a real estate company's accounts be clean? If Song Liangji didn't want to throw this hot potato away, we wouldn't be able to get those real estate projects in Henghai City."

"Do you have any information about Song Liangji?"

"No." Chen Hanlin said in a heavy tone, "The current head of the Song family, his information is too strictly guarded, there is no information at all."

Chen Yun nodded, this was understandable.

The entire "Northern Province" has a total of thirteen cities, and the Song Group can be said to have industries in every city, and nearly half of these places are first-tier leading companies.

When the old man told him the news, Chen Yun suffered from insomnia for several days.

He didn't know how big the businesses of Chen Hanlin, Li Xiuming and Xiao Zhuzi's father Luo Zhen were at that time to attract the attention of the Song family, and then force Chen Hanlin to abdicate and break up the business of the three.

If the government had not intervened at that time, the industries of Li Xiuming and Luo Zhen would probably have been burned down.

There was another thing that puzzled him: how Chen Hanlin had managed to grow his business to that scale in just ten years.

Li Wei's family may have had some business, but it was definitely not a business giant. Even the current "Jingsheng Group" was created in collaboration with Chen Hanlin.

He didn't know much about Xiao Zhuzi's family, but he heard that Luo Zhen started out in the underworld and later gradually cleaned himself up to build his current industry.

It seemed as if these three people joined forces overnight, and their business spread across the "Northern Province", eventually attracting the attention of the Song family.

Chen Yun asked Chen Hanlin this question, but the older brother just said that he didn't need to know this.

Since the old man didn't say anything, there was no need for him to ask Li Wei and Xiao Zhuzi, as they definitely didn't know either.

Chen Hanlin continued, "Even if we force Song Liangji to enter, with our current strength, it will be very difficult..."

Chen Yun sneered, "It's difficult? You think too highly of us youngsters. With our current strength, it's more like an egg hitting a rock."

"Since you knew this, why did you take action so early?"

"Haha, you have to give it a try, right? Even if I don't do anything, will the Song family let it go?"

His gaze lingered on the second-floor window for a few seconds. Several figures were swaying on the curtains, and from time to time, bursts of laughter and playful sounds could be heard.

Chen Yun smiled and said as if talking to himself: "Even if it's not for us, don't we still have them?"

"Throwing an egg against a rock? Haha! Even if the Song family were a rock, they'd still knock it off."

After saying that, he raised his glass and drank it all again.

After wiping the corner of his mouth, his gaze returned to the second-floor window, a gentle smile on his face.

......

The next morning, Qing Ning arrived at the classroom early and reviewed the notes she had sorted out.

The moment the bell rang, Qin Xiaoxiao ran into the classroom.

"Phew! Luckily we made it in time. The instructor hasn't arrived yet, right?"

Qing Ning said without even looking up: "I'll go to the dormitory to find you."

"what?"

Qin Xiaoxiao opened her mouth in surprise. Qing Ning didn't go to the dormitory these days, and she was too lazy to go back, so she asked Qin Lang to pick her up every day.

"I was just kidding." Qing Ning closed the notebook and said calmly.

"You...are no longer friends with me."

Qin Xiaoxiao felt greatly insulted. This girl was becoming more and more vicious. If she didn't tease her every day, it seemed like the day was wasted.

She sighed and took out her English book. She had to do the damn listening test later. It was really...

I'm clearly not a senior high school student anymore, but why do I still feel like I'm living a life of slavery every day?

After a while, Qing Ning took out a loaf of bread from her bag and secretly put it into the hand of the girl next to her.

When Qin Xiaoxiao saw the food, she immediately forgot what had happened.

While eating, he moved closer to Qing Ning and said, "I have some inside information, do you want to hear it?"

"Do not listen!"

"I…no, you want to hear it."

Without waiting for the girl to refuse, she continued, "Registration for new clubs and the student union closes the day after tomorrow."

"Oh, the interest class is no longer recruiting?"

"Interest class?" Qin Xiaoxiao was stunned.

"You call clubs and student unions interest classes?"

"Huh? Isn't it?"

Qin Xiaoxiao shook her head and said, "Of course not, there's no charge for this, right?"

"Oh, so it's a free interest class. Then there's no need to go. You're definitely not going to learn anything."

At this time, the counselor came in from outside with a stack of flyers in his hand.

"I have one announcement to make. For those students on the student union who haven't chosen a club yet, please make your decision quickly. Registration closes the day after tomorrow. This will be recorded in your files at the end, and if you make outstanding contributions, you can get extra credits."

Qing Ning suddenly looked up, and the instructor's words "extra credits" instantly caught her attention.

She muttered softly, "You're bound to learn something from this interest class, so let's find one."

Qin Xiaoxiao listened to the girl's words and shook her head.

Qingling is still Qingling after all, so hypocritical.