This was a bait thrown at him.
Tang Zhenghao naturally understood and his eyes lit up instantly as he repeatedly said, "Yes, yes, I got it, thanks, dad!"
Ye Licheng didn't say anything more and stood up to leave first.
Watching the stack of information about the Song Corporation left by Ye Licheng, Tang Zhenghao's lips couldn't help but curl into a sly smile.
He took out his cell phone and made a call.
"Hello, do me a favor, arrange a meeting with a young friend."
The person on the other end asked, "Who is it?"
"The kid from the Song Corporation!"
...
At two o'clock in the afternoon, at a certain coffee shop.
Song Bohui walked in wearing his school uniform, his proud eyebrows scanning the room until he spotted a man who seemed a bit like a pretty boy waving at him.
He instinctively frowned and walked over without expression.
"Was it you who asked to meet?"
Tang Zhenghao looked at Song Bohui and extended his hand, gesturing for him to sit down.