After midnight

Chapter 106 Jiuxin Conference is held

When Song Nan heard about Song Fengrong's death, he was furious. He had heard about Song Shi's death, but he never thought that someone would be so bold as to touch Song Fengrong. After all, he was far away from home and was not a natural strategist. If it weren't for his almost pathological loyalty and the fact that there was really no one around Song Yu, Song Yu would not have relied on him so much.

At this time, he had not yet linked the revolutionary army to the serial murders in Shacheng. After he wrote a letter to Song Yu, he received a reply with only four words: I know.

This reply made Song Nan at a loss. Song Nan wanted to help Song Yu keep the Song family and his title as the head of the Song family, but he found that Song Yu had changed. Since Song Xin left, Song Yu seemed to not care about this position at all. Otherwise, he would not have no news of Song Yu for several days.

What does Song Yu still care about? This makes Song Nan uneasy. Is there anything he still cares about?

As long as there is something to care about, the person will live on.

After much deliberation, Song Nan decided to send his own people into Sand City. He had to be Song Yu's eyes and brains before the Jiuxin Conference, because he knew that no matter what Song Yu was doing, he would definitely come back before that day. So, no matter what happened next, he had to be the first to know. But he found out that it was too late. Since Song Fengrong's death, Sand City was peaceful.

Time flies, and it is the night of October 14. That night, the door of Song Yu's office suddenly made a slight noise. Song Nan immediately stood up alertly and walked out of his office. His office was set up temporarily, next to Song Yu's office.

He walked over quickly and saw that the door was half open and the light was on. He was overjoyed because only that man dared to be so arrogant in the Song Mansion. He straightened his back and walked over and shouted, "Brother Song Yu, why didn't you tell me you were back? Have you had dinner?"

"I've eaten. You can go and get busy first." Song Yu didn't think it was necessary for him to inform Song Nan, but he didn't want to say anything more, so he waved his hand.

"Okay, then call me if you need anything."

Song Nan was always very obedient and sensible when it was just him and Song Yu. After he finished speaking, he really went back to his office. He originally thought that Song Yu would not come back until tomorrow, because the day after tomorrow, October 16th, was the day when the Jiuxin Conference would be held.

Before closing the door, Song Nan looked up at the moon. The moonlight was very bright tonight, spreading over the earth, showing its bright brilliance. Song Xinjun hurried on his way under the moonlight and walked into a hotel in Jiudu. He checked the room first, opened the window and closed it again.

Song Yu and Song Xinjun arrived in Jiudu one after another. There was only one person who could keep track of their movements at the same time - Yin. Yin wrote a letter to tell Anyan, but as expected, Anyan did not reply.

At 9:00 a.m. on October 16, 2018, the Jiuxin Conference was officially held.

When Song Yu walked in, except for the person sitting behind Fang Hao on the right, all the others were familiar faces. Jiu Xiang Yang Runzhong sat in the main seat, and next to him was Lin Nuan. Every time the Jiu Xin Conference was held, Jiu Xiang would sit next to someone from the Lin family, without exception.

Lu Lang and Lu Li sat on the other side facing Fang Hao. Logically, he should have walked over and sat next to Lu Lang. There was an empty seat to Lu Lang's left, but he didn't. Song Yu pulled out a chair near the door and sat down, facing Yang Runzhong.

"I didn't expect that this year's Jiuxin Conference could be held, so you can imagine how hypocritical humans are."

"Song Yu, whatever you notice is you."

After Yang Runzhong said this, Song Yu's face changed but he didn't say anything else.

"It has been 30 years since the Jiuxin Conference was held. Whether it will continue to be held in the future depends not only on those present here today." Yang Runzhong continued, and this sentence successfully changed everyone's face.

"But I think if speaking is useful, Jiuguo would not be what it is now." Yang Runzhong said again.

"Prime Minister Jiu," Fang Hao interrupted him quickly, "There are still some things to discuss. The establishment of the Jiuxin Hanging Window Line is the best achievement of the conference in the past two years. It is beneficial to everyone. So, there are still some projects to discuss with you today."

Upon hearing this, Song Xinjun opened the documents in the brown paper bag in his hand and prepared to hand them out to the people present one by one.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door politely and then pushed it open. He walked directly behind Jiu Xiang and whispered a few words before quickly retreating. Yang Runzhong looked at Fang Hao and smiled meaningfully, "Someone told me that five minutes ago, Shacheng announced its support for the Xindu regime."

Five minutes ago it was exactly nine o'clock, the moment when the Jiuxin Conference was officially held.

Fang Hao just kept a clever smile after hearing this, and the atmosphere suddenly froze. At this date and time, no one could fail to see what Fang Hao was planning.

Song Xinjun looked at everyone and decided to sit down. He had not yet distributed all the information in his hand.

The Lu and Lin companies were silent. They had cooperated with Xindu twice. Once, Lin Yaoyue was killed and Lu Lang was imprisoned. They had no choice but to seek help from Xindu. This cooperation ended with the death of Song Hongtian. The other time was a game about the future. Their deal had not yet come to fruition, but for now, this cooperation had also ended with Song Yu's withdrawal from Beizhong.

Jiumen, the three major families, Jiudu, Xindu, and the Revolutionary Army, their relationships are so complicated that no one can tell. Therefore, no one except Jiu Xiang can stand up. In fact, everyone knows that strictly speaking, the declaration of Sand City this time is more like exposing some tacit understandings.

So Song Yu stood up immediately. He was much more straightforward. He was not interested in the hypocrisy between these people. He left and never came back. He was not Song Hongtian. He would never allow his dignity and pride to show any signs of collapse. He just felt excited.

After Song Yu left the table, Jiu Xiang opened the door and walked out without saying anything.

Half a minute later, Fang Hao stood up and straightened his clothes. Song Xinjun followed him, and they left quickly. No one stopped them on their way out of Jiudu.

It was not until he sat in the hanging window leading to Xindu that Song Xinjun finally put his uneasy heart at ease.

"Not nervous anymore?" Fang Hao asked.

"I'm still a little nervous. I always thought we wouldn't be able to leave Jiudu today."

"Haha, I didn't expect that either." Fang Hao laughed.

"You didn't expect that either? I saw you walking along the way calmly and steadily. I thought you had made up your mind and no one dared to stop you."

"I can't say for sure, but I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. Don't worry, we'll be fine even if we're left behind."

"Then this proposal..." Song Xinjun weighed the briefcase in his hand.

"What a pity...Convening the Jiuxin Conference is no joke. I have prepared this proposal seriously. Don't worry, I am serious. We must make it happen in the future. But thinking back, it took only a little over two years from the time the Jiuxin Hanging Window Line was proposed at the Jiuxin Conference to the time it was actually built at the beginning of this year. If it takes another two years, it's hard to say what will happen to this conference in the future."

Song Xinjun understood the metaphor of the last sentence. He nodded and listened to Fang Hao continue: "The biggest variable among these people today is Song Yu. Only with him, I can't be sure of his behavior. Who would have thought that he would just leave? When he left without looking back today, I knew I won, but I didn't feel at ease. I want to know where he has been in the past half month? Next, I must keep a close eye on him.

"Yes, Song Yu just went straight back to the Song Mansion and didn't go anywhere. I will send someone to keep a close eye on him."

"Song Nan should be in the Song Mansion right now."

"Yes, he has been."

"By the way, let Xuanfeng come back from Sand City as soon as possible."

"Well, I have written. As expected, he has already set out."

"That's good." Fang Hao looked out the window with satisfaction, watching a row of poplar trees retreating with a rustling sound.

Fang Hao's worries were not without reason. Once the declaration of belonging came out, Lin Xuanfeng, who had been in Sand City for many days, would be the first to bear the brunt. No matter what he did in Sand City, he would be regarded as a target, not to mention what he had actually done.

The hanging window continued to move forward smoothly. Suddenly, Fang Hao turned his head and asked, "How was it? Did you see Song Yu in person?"

Song Xinjun wrinkled his nose, "I don't like him."

After Fang Hao burst into another hearty laugh, the vague silhouette of Xindu appeared on the other side of the horizon.

Lu Lang and the others did not leave the meeting room after Fang Hao left. They sat in the meeting room in silence waiting until almost noon when Yang Runzhong arrived.

"I heard that you guys have been in the conference room."

"Yes." Lu Lang said.

Yang Runzhong smiled and said, "Just say whatever you want to say."

What can be said directly, what can be said directly, it is never as simple as just saying it. Lu Lang considered for a moment and said, "I think no one knows better than Jiu Xiang the era we are facing and will face. In the new era, what will be abandoned and what will be inherited is very important. The era has created us, and we also choose the era."

Yang Runzhong nodded and took the lead in extending his hand to Lu Lang. "I always know who my true partner is."

Lu Lang then stretched out his hand and clasped the two hands tightly.

They are all intelligent people. Intelligent people don’t speak in secret and there is no need for intelligent people to talk to each other.

Song Yu didn't know what consensus the people in the conference room had reached at this time, but he actually understood that the ambition of the Song family was the key factor causing the conflicts and divisions in Jiudu and even Jiuguo. But he had no choice, because his ambition was much greater than Song Hongtian's, and he didn't expect anyone to let him go.

After Song Yu returned to the Song Mansion, he only stayed for one morning before planning to leave. As soon as he went out, he was stopped by Song Nan.

"Brother Song Yu, the situation is urgent now. Do we need to convene a meeting of elders? We don't know what Jiu Xiang thinks yet." Song Nan looked very anxious and was really worried.

Song Yu saw it, but he just said, "Don't do unnecessary things."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked away. Song Nan watched him leave, not knowing that the next time Song Yu returned to the Song Mansion would be the last time he came back. After a long time, Song Yu came to take back the past that he was most unlikely to give up in his long life.