Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group

Chapter 678: Chapter 652 Blood Prison Assassin

Early the next morning, Song Qianqian received a notification to attend a board meeting.

Song Qianqian knew the board meeting was nothing but a trap.

Ye Chen said, “Qianqian, that Song Ming definitely means no good, I think it’s better if you don’t go.”

“No, I must go. I want the Song Family to know that the Song Family is not yet in Song Ming’s hands.”

Ye Chen had no choice but to shake his head helplessly.

It was raining outside as Ye Chen and Song Qianqian arrived at the family conference room.

Just at the door, two guards stopped Ye Chen.

“This gentleman cannot enter.”

Ye Chen furrowed his brows.

Song Qianqian said, “Ye Chen, wait for me here, they don’t dare do anything to me.”

Ye Chen nodded; “If there’s danger, send me a text.”

Song Qianqian nodded and then walked towards the conference room.

Inside the conference room, the major shareholders of the Song Family as well as important family members were present.

The crowd saw Song Qianqian with cold expressions; no one even greeted her.

Someone about to be kicked out of the board, is there any need to bother?

Song Qianqian took her seat.

Song Ming looked at Song Qianqian with a cold gaze.

“Ladies and gentlemen, the agenda this time concerns Song Qianqian.”

Song Qianqian’s gaze turned cold, as expected.

Song Ming said, “Song Qianqian, as a member of the Song Family, you’ve turned against us, colluding with others to frame your second brother. According to our family rules, I formally notify you, you are no longer part of the Song Family, and you have been kicked out of the board.”

Hearing Song Ming’s words, the crowd looked at Song Qianqian with pity in their eyes.

The proud eldest daughter of the Song Family, and yet she faces the fate of being ousted, too tragic.

As he spoke, Song Ming tossed a document to Song Qianqian.

“Sign this document, won’t you?”

Song Qianqian glanced at the document; it was a stock transfer agreement.

“I won’t sign it,” Song Qianqian said coldly.

Song Ming snorted coldly, “You have no choice.”

Song Qianqian looked at Song Ming, sneering, “What? Are you planning to force me to sign?”

Song Ming nodded, “If you’re not sensible, that’s what I’ll have to do.”

As he said this, Song Ming clapped his hands, and at that moment, a few people in white clothes walked in from outside.

Song Qianqian’s face changed, preparing to text Ye Chen.

But she discovered there was no signal in the room.

Song Ming sneered, “These are doctors from the psychiatric hospital. Sister, you’re sick, and your brother is sending you to the hospital for treatment.”

“You guys?”

Song Qianqian didn’t expect her brother to be so ruthless.

He actually wants to send her to a psychiatric hospital.

That kind of place, Song Qianqian knew all too well.

Even if you’re not ill, they can turn you into a mental patient; it’s practically a prison.

Damn it.

Song Qianqian regretted not listening to Ye Chen and avoiding this board meeting.

But now it was too late.

Two nurses and three male doctors, carrying syringes, approached Song Qianqian.

Song Qianqian tried to dodge, but two doctors had already pinned her down.

“Song Ming, you bastard, you’ll ruin the Song Family,” she shouted.

Song Ming merely smiled coldly, “Ruin it? Under my leadership, the Song Family will only become more glorious, and you’ll spend the rest of your days in the psychiatric hospital. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you to the end.”

At this moment, one of the nurses began drawing medicine into the syringe.

Song Qianqian didn’t expect them to block the room’s signal; Ye Chen surely didn’t know she was in danger.

The other board members quietly watched; none spoke up.

In their eyes, Song Ming was the future Patriarch of the Song Family; they saw no need to offend him.

Moreover, family power transitions had always been bloody.

Just as the nurse’s needle was about to pierce Song Qianqian’s arm.

With a bang!

The conference room door was kicked open, and Ye Chen walked in.

Seeing Ye Chen, Song Qianqian’s eyes lit up, “Ye Chen, help me.”

Seeing Ye Chen, Song Ming’s expression changed, “How dare you break into the Song Family’s conference room.”

But then, an old man stepped out from behind Ye Chen, “I let him in, do you have a problem with that?”

Seeing the old man, Song Ming appeared as if he’d seen a ghost.

“Dad, aren’t you bedridden? How did you get up?”

Elder Song snorted coldly, “Are you hoping I’m dead? Disappointed that I’m not?”

Song Ming’s expression changed as he hurriedly replied, “No, that’s not what I meant.”

Elder Song coldly said, “Song Ming, the Song Family was meant to be yours, but you’re so impatient, even setting aside your own father and sister.”

“Dad, you misunderstood,” Song Ming tried to explain further.

“Enough, Song Ming, from now on, you are no longer part of the Song Family.”

Hearing Elder Song’s words, Song Ming suddenly laughed.

“Dad, if you say so, don’t blame me,” Song Ming’s expression grew even darker.

“You…” Elder Song couldn’t believe Song Ming would speak to him like that.

Song Ming sneered, “Do you know the state of the Song Family? You’re always mindful of the law, but can you make money like that? If you’d listened to me earlier, would the Song Family be like this now, about to become second-rate? I’ve suggested improvements multiple times, but you won’t listen. How can I watch the Song Family decline?”

“Ungrateful son! Your crooked ways will lead the Song Family to ruin,” Elder Song scolded, pointing at Song Ming.

“Ha, ruin? Impossible! The Song Family will become a top-tier family. It doesn’t matter if you’re awake; no one can stop me,” Song Ming boasted arrogantly.

Ye Chen watched Song Ming and shook his head helplessly.

Elder Song probably never imagined his son would become like this.

Song Ming glanced at Ye Chen, “Is he your reliance? Let me tell you, today he dies too.”

At this moment, three more people appeared at the door.

All three were foreigners with golden hair.

“Ye Chen, you’re really a tough Little Qiang to kill; this time, I’ve hired Blood Prison Assassins from abroad. You’re doomed.”

Hearing Song Ming’s words, the faces of those present changed slightly.

Blood Prison Assassins are known as the most terrifying assassin organization in the world.

Their targets have never survived.

More importantly, their assassins are all impossibly strong.

Elder Song’s face changed when he saw this scene.

He never imagined that Song Ming had invited assassins from the notorious Blood Prison.

Blood Prison has a terrible reputation, and his son had colluded with such an organization.

Ye Chen sneered, “Is this your reliance?”

Song Ming nodded, “Yes, kid, this was a family matter of the Song Family, but you sought death; I’ll fulfill that wish.”

With that, Song Ming instructed the three assassins behind him, “Do it!”