Domination of the Aristocratic Dynasty After a Body Swap with the CEO

Chapter 54

The wooden walking stick that the old man had used for over ten years was made of fine nanmu. The handgrip was worn smooth from use. Getting hit by it would be getting off easy if it only caused a concussion, given the price of nanmu.0

Song Lecheng had looked like he was about to faint just now, but when he saw the walking stick swinging at him, he dodged even faster than a rabbit.0

The walking stick slammed heavily to the ground. Song Grandpa erupted in curses, "You bastard!"0

Even now, Song Lecheng still tried to defend himself, "Slander! Grandpa! This is slander!"0

Zhong Ruanxing calmly flipped open another ledger, "Grandpa, here are the current shares of the department store, with the three percent of transactions from last year laid out plainly for you to inspect. I couldn't have faked this."0

What kind of person Song JinXing was, not just Song Grandpa but every member of the Song family knew full well.0

He would never fabricate anything about these matters. Everyone lied, but Song JinXing wouldn't. His personality was as hard as his bones. Creating lies and slander? That would be an insult to him.0

Now Song Lecheng was truly afraid.0

Half a year ago when Song JinXing had returned to take charge, he had carried out a bloody purge of the Song clan, digging up all the old rotten accounts without giving anyone face. During that time, he had also felt nervous and fearful, worried that the purge would reach him. But his father and some others had had their businesses shut down, while his own Huaguang Media had emerged unscathed.0

And so Song Lecheng had grown arrogant again, believing that Huaguang Media was protected in Song JinXing's eyes, and that he could do as he pleased from then on.0

Yet he didn't know that the reason Song JinXing hadn't dealt with him back then was because Huaguang Media's petty misdeeds were trivial compared to the other businesses under his uncles which could have doomed the Song clan's future. A bloodbath then would have been reckless, so Song JinXing had swept away Song Jingwu's businesses and naturally wouldn't finish off Song Lecheng in one stroke. A cornered dog would bite; he had only just taken power, no need to rush. Better to resolve the biggest problems first, plenty of time remained for the rest.0

Song Lecheng simply couldn't comprehend that after half a year of calm, Song JinXing would suddenly crack down on Huaguang Media and dig up all its rottenness right away.0

But this wasn't the end.0

Zhong Ruanxing took out another folder, "Aside from those, my investigations revealed Huaguang Media's terrible reputation in the industry. Here are just the court summons Huaguang Media received last year, well over a hundred. Although your father's lawyers always managed to resolve these lawsuits privately before they went to court, so many lawsuits still reflects a deeper issue."0

Song Grandpa's face darkened as he picked up the thick stack of court summons and glanced through them, utterly ashamed.0

Now no one could hold him back. The elderly Song Grandpa erupted with unprecedented strength and speed, snatched up his walking stick from the floor, and fiercely struck Song Lecheng's back.0

"Sexual assault! Sexual harassment! Capitalist exploitation! Good, good stuff! Is this how the Song family taught you? And raised a shameless beast like you! I'll beat you to death, and that'll be cleaning up the Song house!"1

Did Song Grandpa know his descendants would bully others relying on the family name?0

Of course he knew. It was simply how capital worked. In this world where money could grind down ghosts, the Song name was their capital for acting with impunity.0