Pretending To Be A Boss-Chapter 715 - 80: Seizing Power

Song Zhuo asked, "Dad, why is Song Gengzhao actively inviting you? What's his agenda?"

Song Wei shook his head. As cunning as he was, he could not fathom Song Gengzhao's intentions. After much thought, he said:

"Today he met with Lin Jue, Qin Qian, and other old subordinates of Song Que, and then called me in the evening. Tonight, don't go to bed too early. Ask our informants in the Song Residence about any differences in Song Gengzhao's behavior since coming back, and whether there have been any movements among the knights of the seventh level."

Song Zhuo frowned and said, "He dares to set up a Hongmen Banquet for us?"

"It's hard to say," Song Wei said, in a heavy voice.

Song Zhuo laughed and said, "Dad, you worry too much. Song Gengzhao has grown old, he's just sentimental. Perhaps he wants to see the old subordinates of Song Que, which is understandable. After all, Song Que can't return to this world as there's no place for him anymore. Even I wouldn't dare go back to the first stronghold if I were Song Que. So, with Song Gengzhao's parental affection, he can only meet the old subordinates. When he thinks of the past, he wants to gather them; he's grown old and sentimental."

Hearing this, Song Wei did not nod in agreement, but he believed it somewhat, based on the nostalgic tone in Song Gengzhao's voice earlier.

Before long, a spy sent word that Song Gengzhao only took a few people into his study. After a short while, those few were arranged by Song Gengzhao to stay in the guest rooms.

Song Gengzhao himself stayed in the study as usual and didn't come out until late.

During this time, there were only some servants around the entire Song Residence. The guard was indeed reinforced by about twenty people, but they merely protected the perimeter of the yard to prevent anyone from entering.

However, there was no movement among the knights of higher rank.

After receiving this intelligence, father and son, Song Wei and Song Zhuo, began to strategize again.

Convinced that Song Gengzhao probably just wanted to have a meal, they called Song Gengzhao to accept the invitation.

They also kept a close eye on Song Gengzhao.

"If everything goes as expected, that ring will be yours tomorrow," Song Wei said with a triumphant smile on his face after hanging up the phone.

After so many years of enduring, attaining the first stronghold was worth it.

Song Wei nodded, also believing it to be almost certain.

No matter what Song Gengzhao's current combat or financial power was, no matter how the world situation fluctuated, without the ring, one could not become the lord.

Opening a new level in the Pyramid, special building privileges in the stronghold, plus some of the information inside the ring.

These were also what Song Wei and his son were wary of.

They had prepared for a long time, creating such a major public opinion momentum, all to seize that ring without a fight.

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The next day, the Song Residence experienced a rare buzz of activity.

Most residents of the sixth level were high-ranking officials from within the system. Even as members of the Song Family, they were closely related to the family business.

It was the first time in several months since Song Que had left that they saw the family so bustling.

Despite Song Gengzhao's repeated statements not to bring gifts, just to have a normal meal, and for family members to gather and connect, various households still brought gifts.

The gifts were carefully chosen.

The second eldest's family clashed the most with Song Gengzhao's, as the brothers Song Qinwen and Song Qinwu were indeed incompetent. Any goodwill on the surface had been squandered by the two, and so-called dinner attendance was essentially to observe Song Zhuo's quest for power.

However, it was somewhat surprising that Song Zhuo did not host this banquet in his own home.

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The gift from the second eldest's family was peculiar—a delicate pocket watch of considerable collectible value.

But at this moment, the gift seemed somewhat ironic.

The third eldest's family had never really taken sides. Knowing that Song Gengzhao enjoyed smoking, they sent quite a few cigarettes. They did not say much else, as that family had no sons. It was said to be a man of deep affection who, after his wife's death, chose to live with his daughter without seeking another marriage.