No reconciliation, no forgiveness! Mr. Pei leaves with nothing.

A business banquet held in collaboration between King Group and Jiang's Group.

Besides the Jiang family, King Group also invited other wealthy and influential families. Today's banquet is neither particularly large nor small, but all the guests are prominent figures in the capital city, and they are all very important.

Behind Jiang Weiguo followed Pei Zhan, and behind Pei Zhan was the timid Song Qingran. Among the female companions attending this banquet, Song Qingran was not particularly stunning. In addition to some scions of wealthy families, there were also some models who had cooperated with King Group and Jiang Group, as well as top male and female stars in the entertainment industry who were very popular. These people were outstanding in both appearance and temperament. Compared with them, Song Qingran was indeed a bit too plain. But she was not bad either. It's just that among these dazzling lights, Song Qingran could hardly become the shining pearl.

Jiang Weiguo understands French and can speak it fluently. He even personally taught Jiang Hua her French.

Jiang Weiguo and Jiang Qingcheng first met on a street in France lined with plane trees...

Song Qingran couldn't understand French very well; it wasn't a language she was good at. She would be better at English.

She quietly moved closer to Pei Zhan and asked, "Mr. Pei, could you understand what the chairman was saying to them?"

"Mr. Pei?" After saying that, seeing him lower his eyes and seem lost in thought, Song Qingran called out again.

Pei Zhan finally came to his senses and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Qingran bit her lip. "No, it's nothing."

"You're tired. I'll have Xiang Nan take you to the rest room to rest."

Song Qingran: "It's okay, I'm not tired."

Pei Zhan nodded in agreement and said nothing more.

Song Qingran: "Mr. Pei, why do I feel like this foreign gentleman who was talking to the chairman has been watching you the whole time? Do you two know each other?"

The person talking to Jiang Weiguo was the acting general manager of King Group, who was also in charge of managing King Group. The other party seemed to understand Song Qingran's words, and then his gaze met Pei Zhan's cold and warning look. He immediately suppressed the panic in his eyes, and continued to talk to Jiang Weiguo about some business matters without saying a word. After a while, he left Pei Zhan's sight.

"You've misunderstood. This is the first time the King Group and the Jiang family have collaborated."

Song Qingran nodded thoughtfully, without giving it any further thought.

Pei Zhan, holding a glass of red wine, chatted and laughed with the other guests who had come to visit. Song Qingran, who had been curiously looking around, suddenly found her gaze drawn to the man beside her.

Song Qingran heard that in just a few minutes, she had personally witnessed how a few words had led to a cooperation agreement worth over 80 million, and then one after another followed.

Song Qingran couldn't digest much of what they were saying; it was all just professional business jargon.

This left her somewhat bewildered.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Just then, someone said, whether jokingly or teasingly, "This is the first time I've seen you bring another strange woman to a banquet. Where is Miss Jiang, who's been bothering you?"

Pei Zhan held up his wine glass and casually clinked it against the other man's. "Young Master Tang, are you also interested in her?" His words were devoid of any emotion.

“Now that the Jiang family is in its current state, how could I possibly be worthy of their status? With the Shen family as their backing and Chairman Jiang having a capable assistant like you, no matter what, that young lady will surely marry a son-in-law of equal social standing. The Tang family is too small; I'm afraid they wouldn't even be worthy of Miss Jiang’s attention.”

"But the girl next to you is quite nice. She has a pure and delicate appearance and looks very young. Is she an adult yet, little sister?"

"You can drink?"

Song Qingran was holding only a glass of orange juice in her hands, which Pei Zhan had just given her. Just now, quite a few people came to toast Pei Zhan, and Song Qingran couldn't avoid it either, but Pei Zhan turned them all down. Song Qingran was a little worried about Pei Zhan's condition, since he had drunk so much.

Song Qingran was about to speak, "I..."

The next second, Pei Zhan stood in front of her, saying, "I think it's about time for Young Master Tang to stop. I heard that Young Master Tang's wife is already on her way. If this scene is seen, I'm afraid Young Master Tang won't be able to explain himself even if he tries a hundred times."

What? That tigress is coming too?

Tang Shan's expression changed drastically. He quickly put down his wine glass and left, saying, "I apologize for disturbing you this time, President Pei."

Seeing the other person slink away, Song Qingran looked at Pei Zhan apologetically, "Did I... cause you trouble?"

Pei Zhan: "No."

"If you see someone like that in the future, stay away from them and don't drink the wine they offer you, because they might have drugged it."

Song Qingran covered her lips in shock, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"Mr. Pei, are you alright? You just drank so much."

"fine."

"By the way, Mr. Pei, that gentleman just said that Miss Jiang often pesters you. What does that mean? Are you two very close?"

Pei Zhan was about to answer when he was interrupted by another person…

In fact, Pei Zhan wasn't drinking alcohol, but rather other non-alcoholic beverages prepared in advance by the waiter. The drink he was supposed to drink was marked, so no one would notice.

Wait until 10:30 pm,

The cooperation between the two groups went very smoothly, without any major setbacks.

As the banquet gradually came to an end.

Song Qingran was also quite sleepy, so Pei Zhan asked Zuo Xiangnan to take Song Qingran back to the Blooming Flowers Garden.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Pei Zhan was responsible for taking Jiang Weiguo back to Yulong Bay.

Jiang Weiguo: "Can you drive? I saw you drank quite a bit at the banquet."

Pei Zhan glanced at Jiang Weiguo in the rearview mirror, his eyes flashing with a ruthless coldness. "Yes, I asked the hotel staff to change my wine into a soft drink beforehand. There won't be any problems."

"No need to rush, take your time..."

"It's Chairman Jiang."

Back at Royal Dragon Bay, it's a 45-minute drive from here.

However, Jiang Hua had already arrived at the airport to wait for her flight.

Pei Zhan received the latest news that Jiang Hua had left for France more than an hour early and was now on her way to the airport.

Jiang Hua also kept this trip a secret from Jiang Weiguo.

Jiang Hua was prepared to act first and report later.

On the busy elevated highway, perhaps because he hadn't ridden in a car for a long time, Jiang Weiguo clutched his aching heart and took a few deep breaths.

He took out the medicine from his pocket and swallowed it.

Pei Zhan observed his condition and asked, "Chairman Jiang, do you need to go to the hospital?"

Jiang Weiguo waved his hand, "No need, drive slowly, don't go too fast."

Pei Zhan: "Yes."

After exiting the elevated highway, in the bustling downtown area, suddenly... a Lamborghini came hurtling towards them...

The other vehicle was driving in the wrong direction, ignoring traffic lights, at the turn where it was changing lanes…

Screams erupted from the crowd, followed by a beam of high beams hurtling towards Pei Zhan…

In the final moment of collision...

The voice echoed in Pei Zhan's mind.