Chapter 587: Confused Song Zhan! Departure!

"Although our Huiyang Equipment-related industries were suppressed earlier, the current scale has largely stabilized."

"Of course, it can't compare to our peak days, but the size has only shrunk by about 20%."

"If this trend continues, Huiyang Equipment will return to its peak within one or two years..."

Huiyang Equipment Company, top-floor conference hall.

A secretary was pointing at items on the holographic projection, continuously reporting.

The upward-trending data curves made Song Zhan, seated at the head of the table, wear a faint smile.

"In just over a week, we've pulled the industry scale back from nearly 50% to 20%! Amazing!"

"Who wouldn't say so? Naturally, he's the elder brother of former Clan Chief Song Feng."

"Thank goodness I left with him—otherwise, starting over under Song Feng would've meant endless hardship."

"..."

The members seated elsewhere were also beaming, whispering among themselves.

Their words openly lavished praise on Song Zhan.

As an eighth-rank Master Zongshi, Song Zhan clearly heard every word.

His smile grew even brighter.

Although the industry scale had rebounded, it came at the cost of sacrificing some of the Song family's other ventures.

But that didn't matter.

As long as Huiyang Equipment remained, it would surely grow bigger and stronger!

"If Grandfather were still alive, he'd likely regret giving the clan chief position to my younger brother."

"If he'd given it to me, we wouldn't have ended up splitting the family."

Song Zhan shook his head involuntarily.

Yes, Xu Jingming indeed had boundless potential.

But by the time he rose to power and brought benefit to the Song family, who knew how many years it would take?

Thinking of this, Song Zhan grew even more dismissive of his younger brother.

"Huh? Song Hai actually sent me their business situation?"

At that moment, a man in a suit seated to Song Zhan's right, upon receiving a message, said in surprise.

"Oh? From Limit Equipment Company?"

The deputy manager had been inquiring about Limit Equipment's operations—Song Zhan knew about it.

"Yeah, sent a folder over."

The deputy manager looked puzzled. "I didn't expect to get any info from Song Hai—never thought there'd be a pleasant surprise."

"Haha, open it quick!"

"Maybe my younger brother's already struggling and sent this to beg for sympathy."

Song Zhan laughed heartily. "Come to think of it, I'm his elder brother—even after the split, lending some funds to Limit Equipment to help them out wouldn't be a big deal."

"Clan Lord's magnanimity!"

"Such a broad-mindedness—no ordinary person could match it."

Those around him showered praise; the deputy manager activated the holographic projection on his phone.

He projected the phone's screen onto the center of the conference table, then opened the received folder.

Immediately, images appeared on the projection.

'Black Dragon Legion Equipment Procurement Contract,' 'Wild Grass Guild Equipment Procurement Contract,' 'Dawn Legion Equipment Procurement Contract'...

The images were the headers of purchase contracts!

30 billion! 20 billion! 40 billion!...

The glaring procurement figures on the contracts.

The men who had just been praising Song Zhan fell silent, as if their throats had been clenched shut!

What's going on?

Where did Limit Equipment Company get so many equipment orders?

And why were they partnering with large legions and guilds none of them had access to?

The once-bustling conference hall sank into silence.

Song Zhan, seated, froze mid-smile, staring fixedly at the holographic projection.

Unconsciously, the terrifying aura of an eighth-rank Master Zongshi spread, filling the hall with oppressive pressure.

Especially the deputy manager, whose phone screen was projected—sweat poured down his forehead.

He instinctively protested:

"Th-this Limit Equipment... how dare they forge contracts to deceive us!"

As soon as he spoke, no one in the hall responded.

Forging contracts was illegal—minor offenses brought heavy fines; major ones meant immediate company shutdown!

Besides, whether the contracts were real or fake could be verified with a single inquiry.

A company like Limit Equipment would never do anything so foolish.

Seeing no one reply, the deputy manager awkwardly closed the folder.

But just then, Song Hai sent another voice message.

The deputy manager wanted to pretend he hadn't seen it and shut his phone off.

But Song Zhan turned his piercing, oppressive tiger-like eyes toward him and said coldly:

"Play it."

The voice seemed to suppress endless fury, making the deputy manager subconsciously wipe his forehead.

With trembling hands, he opened the voice message.

"Manager Wu, you should have seen our Extreme Equipment orders, right?

Actually, we didn't do anything else—this is just borrowing the light of Xu Jingming's championship.

Also, please pass along to my big brother that the energy on Xu Jingming is even greater than he imagined!

This is just the beginning. In no more than half a year, our Extreme Equipment will completely surpass your Radiant Sun Equipment!"

The voice message wasn't very long. After listening to the entire message, the fury in Song Zhan's eyes slowly dissipated, replaced by a blank stare.

These orders... were all obtained because of Xu Jingming?

Does he really have that much influence, enough to decide the procurement decisions of those large guilds?

"Speaking of which, I do seem to have heard some rumors.

They say those large legions, in order to get closer to Xu Jingming, have been continuously placing procurement orders with Extreme Company."

A marketing manager from the marketing department replied weakly.

"This..." Song Zhan's pupils contracted, somewhat doubting his life.

He also knew about Xu Jingming winning the championship at the Genius Tournament.

But he hadn't expected that just this one thing would cause his second brother Song Feng's Extreme Equipment company to benefit as well!

Could it really be that I misjudged him?

After a long silence, Song Zhan could only wave his hand powerlessly:

"Let's end here for today. Meeting adjourned."

If the situation really is as Song Hai said, then the industries on second brother Song Feng's side...

Wanting to surpass them is only a matter of time...

Xu Jingming naturally didn't know about the little episode happening at the Song family's side, and continued his cultivation life step by step as usual.

December 1st was the time to depart for Dayangzhou.

It was also Xu Jingming's 20th birthday.

The night before, on the evening of November 30th, Lin Hui, Xia Lan, and others specially held a banquet for Xu Jingming.

It also served as a farewell banquet. After eating cake at 0:00 midnight,

the banquet ended, and Xu Jingming returned to the villa with Song Qiuyun and Jiang Chuxuan.

Thinking that the place Xu Jingming was going this time was no longer within the country,

after a great battle, Song Qiuyun and Jiang Chuxuan fully demonstrated the flexibility befitting ability users.

They rolled their eyes several times, only falling into a deep sleep at 4 AM.

By December 1st, 9 AM,

after Xu Jingming saw off the reluctant Song Qiuyun and Jiang Chuxuan onto their plane back to Modu,

he himself returned to the Lei Ting Martial Arts Hall headquarters.

By the time he arrived at the gathering departure point, a black fighter jet was already waiting there.

Although this fighter jet couldn't compare to Su Qingli's Obsidian-class,

as a Chixiao-class jet, its power was clearly more than sufficient to fly to Dayangzhou.

Beside the fighter jet, Hearing Ling Shuang, Xia Lan, and some other members of the Genius Training Camp who were also going to Dayangzhou were already waiting.

"Brother Ming."

"Hello, Brother Ming."

Although apart from Xia Lan, these trainees were all people from the deputy hall master's side,

in front of Xu Jingming's powerful aura, they still respectfully greeted him.

"Get on the jet. Our destination is Melbourne in Dayangzhou, and the flight will take about nine-plus hours."

After everyone, including Xu Jingming, had entered the jet's cabin,

Hearing Ling Shuang's spatial ability erupted violently. Her black hair fluttered wildly behind her, and the entire fighter jet seemed to enter another layer of space.

Immediately after, with a flash, she also entered the jet.

Hum—

The engine started, and the fighter jet shot up into the sky, quickly disappearing into the horizon.