"It's still early, my little sister must be late for self-study today, and I don't have anything to eat when I go home, let's go play a game?" Song Shan looked at Song Jiang and said with a smile.

"You're still in the mood?"

Song Jiang himself was in a hurry, this bastard was still in such a mood: "You still don't care about the company's affairs?"

"Do you want to go?" Song Shan opened the door and was about to walk out.

"Go!"

Song Jiang hurriedly followed.

The two came down from the second floor and went down to the first floor, the lights in the offices around the first floor were bright, although there was usually overtime, but it was definitely not as concentrated as today, and everyone basically didn't dare to get off work.

When such a big thing broke out, they all wanted to see what the upper echelons meant.

At the back of the hallway from the office, there is a large pantry, which can not be said to be a pantry, but also an entertainment room, with a bar on the left and several billiard tables in the middle.

This is placed by Song Shan, as if there is a basketball court outside, and there must be some rest time activities inside.

The combination of work and rest is king.

As a business, you can't make employees feel at home, that's a failure.

At this time, there was no one in the pantry, the lights were all turned on by Song Shan, and on a billiard table, Song Shan took the lead in kicking off, his billiards were not very good, and he was always pressed by Song Jiang to play.

Song Jiang's eyes are steady, he has never learned billiards before, but after playing for two days, no one in the entire office can play with him, his hands are too flexible, and it is really a craftsman's hand.

Picking this time to start, when Song Jiang was obviously absent-minded, Song Shan thought that he should be able to turn the game around.

"Are you really not worried at all?" Although Song Jiang was calmed down by Song Shan's emotions, he was still absent-minded, and he played a ball at will and didn't put it in the bag, which was enough to show that he was not in a good state.

"The tree is a big wind!"

Song Shan aimed at the No. 2 ball and put it into the pocket: "Since Fengnian wants to be bigger, you must have the confidence to meet the wind and rain, this thing is a matter of time and time, have you never thought that it would happen, and you have never thought about how to deal with it?"

"Nope!"

Song Jiangleng paused, and missed another shot.

"Then you're not very competent as the chairman!"

Song Shan found a direction and took aim.

Syllable!

Another shot, into the bag.

"I'll just say, I'm not suitable at all, or you should be the chairman!" Song Jiang is under a lot of pressure, he always feels that he occupies the pit and doesn't shit, and he can only rely on his younger brother for everything.

"It seems that I expect too much from you!"

Song Shan's luck today is very good, one stroke at a time, he didn't miss at all, and soon it was time for the black eight, he took aim, twisted his body, snapped, and didn't enter.

The eyes are not very good.

"You let me, a person who graduated from junior high school, go to look at those documents every day, scare me if I don't understand it, read the wrong decimal point, sign the wrong name, and lose 180,000 yuan, what do you think of me?"

Song Jiang took a shot with some venting and entered.

Then I went on and went in again.

If you go on, you still enter.

While venting, he said: "I've worked hard, but there are many things I just don't understand!"

Syllable!

The last shot, the black eight into the bag.

One shot to clear the bag.

Song Shan really wanted to cry without tears, wasn't he absent-minded, how could he be a marksman, let him be a soldier, a sniper, maybe more promising than being a craftsman.

"If you don't understand, you can learn slowly!"

Song Shan threw the club on the table, he was not interested, he couldn't raise his interest at all, he patted Song Jiang on the shoulder: "Brother, you are the eldest son of the Song family, this is most of the shares of Jiangshan Grain and Oil are in the hands of our Song family, the Song family's industry, you don't bear it, who will, I, the old sister, or the little sister, you pick one yourself!"

Song Shan was stunned by what he said, and he didn't have to argue.

"Work hard, learn slowly, anyway, it's our own industry, the toss is gone, and we also suffer ourselves, it's a big deal that my brother goes back to plough the fields with you, anyway, we are also small farmers!"

Song Shan looked at his expression that collapsed all of a sudden, and immediately knew that he wanted to open it, so he encouraged him again.

"How can it!"

When Song Jiang heard this, he was instantly aroused: "This is the foundation of our Song family, I don't want our son, our grandson, to pay only half of the tuition fees in the future, I will hold on to it!"

People are afraid when they are poor, but when they become rich, they are even more afraid, afraid of something, afraid of returning to the pre-liberation period overnight.

Song Shan looked at his fighting spirit, didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

When leaving, Song Shan muttered a sentence in his mouth: "I was still too optimistic before, for a while, I can't raise the president Fan, it seems that I have to find a professional manager, otherwise he won't be able to hold on!"

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In the next few days, the storm became more and more intense, and the county had already called several times to inquire, and it was obvious that even the county government was impatient, after all, they were now covering up for a loan of 30 million yuan in a good year.

On the sales side, the negative news plummeted.

Even dealers everywhere are starting to shine.

In the whole company, there are only two people who can sit still, one is Song Shan, and the other is Wei Anqing.

"Mr. Song!"

Wei Anqing came back from Ninghui by car overnight last night, and she was solely responsible for Ninghui's advertising, and when she came back, she was not affected by this negative news at all, and reported as always: "Ninghui has been almost arranged over there, but it is Xihai, it seems that the strength is insufficient, and the Xihai side seems to have met an opponent!"

"Opponents?"

Song Shan squinted: "Which one?"

"Tianfu!"

"Shuchuan?" Song Shan said: "It seems that we have to increase our investment in advertising, since we meet an opponent, then we must fight, this Xihai market, we must win, even if it is Tianfu, we can only fight!"

"Tianfu's funds are very strong!"

"Then they will use it too!" Song Shan said with a smile: "Compete for the market, look at the influence!"

"Speaking of influence, will our bad influence be spread!"

Wei Anqing said softly: "Either solve it in advance!"

"No!"

Song Shan shook his head and asked, "How is the investigation of the public relations department!"

"I checked, it seems that only Yongshi has been seriously affected!"

Wei Anqing said softly: "On the contrary, the impact on the outside is not great, and the resistance to us is more serious, it is also Yongshi, it seems that someone in Yongshi is eyeing us!"

"It's just Yongshi?"

Song Shan frowned slightly, took a breath of talk, and said: "That's why I think I think I think they can play a little role, but now it seems that they are just making a small fuss!"

"But it's not the same thing to make such a small fuss, dragging it!"

Wei Anqing said: "If there is no such thing as Xihai, maybe we can still play with them, but since Xiao Song is ready to collide with Tianfu in Xihai, we can't let the people of Tianfu take this point, they will make a move, it will be different!"

"You're right, they do it like this, it's not the same thing to drag it to death, after a long time, the three of them become tigers, then it's really over, but I am a little unwilling to close the net like this, since the heat is not enough, then go and help them, how can we let them spend money, fry a wave for us, and save us a little advertising money!"

Song Shan thought for a while and said.

"Understood, leave this matter to me, and I will do a good job!"

Wei Anqing's beautiful eyes are lifelike, looking at Song Shan's eyes are very shining, this young man is younger than her, but he is much more careful than her, everyone thinks that the flaws left before are dead ends, but who would have thought that this would be a reversal.

"No matter who is plotting against us for a good year, they definitely don't know, in fact, Mr. Xiao Song has been guarding against this hand long ago!" Wei Anqing said softly: "Mr. Xiao Song is like a god!"

"What is like a god, it is right to prepare for a rainy day!"

Song Shan sighed.

This thing can be thought of with the buttocks, a lot of money can make people blush, and a lot of money is amazing, that is, it makes people jealous, Fengnian undertakes the Yudu Oil Mill, and naturally inherits the historical problems left by the Yudu.

Sooner or later, someone will use this trick.

So he overrode public opinion and invited Wei Anqing to establish the public relations and advertising department of Jiangshan Grain and Oil, for this day.