Just like that, an alliance that would completely change the dynamics of the entire Pearl River Delta, and even the dark regions of southern Shen Zhou, was settled. "Now that the serious business is over, let’s talk about cars." Chen Yang looked at Song Yun with twinkling eyes and said, "Brother Song, do you race cars?" "Race cars?" Song Yun asked, puzzled. "I know a bit about it. What’s the matter?" "Every Friday night, there’s a street racing event on xx road in Guangzhou. Many of the participants are rich kids. Though their skills are not great, some of them come from families with quite a strong background. If you’re interested, I can take you to have some fun. Of course, we only race indoors; street racing can harm people, which is why only those less sophisticated young men indulge in it," Chen Yang said. "That sounds good!" Song Yun said with a smile, "Today is Thursday, so the event is tomorrow night, right?" "Exactly," Chen Yang said, "And there will be people from two other organizations attending!" "Oh? Brother Chen, do you think it’s suitable for us to announce our relationship now?" Song Yun asked. "Make the false real and the real false," Chen Yang said, "It’s like we talked about before—the so-called alliances within organizations; to many people, they’re just arrangements that can easily change. By being so upfront, we aren’t afraid of people speculating; it’ll surely leave them in confusion!" "True, make the false real and the real false!" Song Yun agreed. "Let’s touch base tomorrow night. If possible, draft a contract soon. Let’s write down some things that can be exposed to give it some binding force." "Fei, go prepare." Chen Yang instructed. Fei responded and left the room, while Chen Yang pulled Song Yun to admire the car models. The two chatted while looking at them, as though they were old friends. The contract was drafted soon after. Song Yun carefully reviewed it and showed it to Qingluan. Once confirmed there were no issues, Song Yun decisively signed his name on it, just as Chen Yang did. Such contracts seem to have little real effect, but if you truly break your word, bringing the contract out would tarnish your reputation significantly. After leaving Chen Yang, by the time Song Yun returned to Guangzhou City Center, it was already noon. He and Qingluan casually found a place to eat and then returned to the hotel to rest. But shortly after returning to the hotel, Song Yun received a call from an unfamiliar number. The voice on the other end sounded quite cheerful and directly introduced himself as Xiao Si. Upon hearing the name, Song Yun immediately understood that this Xiao Si was likely Mr. Four, one of the Four Heavenly Kings of Xingyi’an Company. On the phone, Xiao Si said it was rare for Song Yun to visit Guangdong, and as locals, Xingyi’an Company wanted to invite him for dinner, depending on whether he would give them face. Song Yun readily agreed, and after confirming the time and place with Xiao Si, he hung up. "Having dinner with people from Xingyi’an Company tonight?" Qingluan asked with a smile. "Yes!" Song Yun nodded and said, "If I immediately align myself with Tripartite Corporation upon arrival, it might make them underestimate me, thinking they are the only alliance option. Interacting with these people is not necessarily bad, and if we can make some moves with Xingyi’an Company, that would be great. But I think it’s unlikely for us to cooperate given their dealings with Hongxing; I don’t really want to associate with Xingyi’an’s people." "Is it like casting a wide net to catch few fish?" Qingluan asked with a laugh. "That’s the idea, but it’s not necessarily about catching fish. Keeping ambiguous relations with them will make Tripartite Corporation value us more. It’s like a romantic relationship; if a woman is not pursued by anyone, the man will feel secure, leading to neglect of the relationship. But if many pursue the woman, the man will feel insecure, which makes him work harder to please her. I want to be that woman now, flirting with several people to make Tripartite Corporation anxious. That way, we might get more benefits!" Song Yun explained. "What if Shishi flirted with other men?" Qingluan asked with a light chuckle, covering her mouth. "That won’t happen; Shishi is surely not involved with any man other than me. Qingluan, you have to trust my judgment. I’ve reached the pinnacle as a man. Tell me, is there any man in this world who could attract you away from me? There isn’t!" Song Yun boasted. "That’s indeed the case!" Qingluan laughed and nodded, her brows full of laughter, seemingly brushing Song Yun off. Qingluan stood up with a smile and said, "You’re a very charming man, but you must be modest. However, the way you are now is quite adorable. I’m going to take a shower; you should rest a bit too, as we have to attend the welcome banquet hosted by the Guangzhou system tonight." After speaking, Qingluan turned and entered her room. Song Yun scratched his head. Adorable? Is that a compliment or an insult? Read full story at NoveIꜰire.net For the next little while, Song Yun mostly sorted out the various pieces of information he gathered today. Although he only met Chen Yang today, Song Yun got many things he wanted, such as that contract, or the alliance. This gives Song Yun sufficient reason to enter the Pearl River Delta region. As for the final so-called division of benefits, Song Yun doesn’t care much. Once they really remove the Money Group and Xingyi’an, whether he wants territory or just profits depends on the situation then. If getting territory better fulfills his interests, then he’ll take territory. As for whether the Little Circle Group will oppose, Song Yun won’t care; in this road, it’s always been full of deception. Song Yun believes he’s calculating against Chen Yang and his team while they are certainly also calculating against him. No eternal friends, only eternal interests—this is particularly evident in the circle. Maybe today you’re mortal enemies, but by tomorrow you might be loving brothers. Once the information was sorted out, it was already past six in the afternoon. The banquet was scheduled for seven o’clock downstairs, so Song Yun wasn’t in a hurry. While jotting notes in his notebook and pondering things, Qingluan arrived with a suit and said, "It’s an important formal occasion; you should dress formally!" As soon as Song Yun saw the suit, his head felt a bit heavy.