The next day.

Morning.

Next to the Academy of Fine Arts, the Silver Dragon Hotel.

When Song Shan woke up from the bed, he felt a headache, those little girls last night were really fierce, one by one, almost didn't let him lie down directly, even if he polished the amount of alcohol in the officialdom in the previous life, but this body has no alcohol adaptability, and the red wine was not on the top when he drank it, but the stamina after that was also great.

He looked at his watch, and it was already past seven o'clock.

Hurry up and go take a shower.

After taking a bath, Song Shan felt a little more comfortable.

"Tuk Tuk!"

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside.

"It's coming!"

Song Shan changed his clothes, and then opened the door, and it was Song Jin who was at the door, still holding two bags of things in his hands.

"Sister!" Song Shan smiled bitterly at the corner of his mouth: "So early!"

"Decanting soup, and breakfast!" Song Jin said angrily: "I don't know what kind of wind you smoked one by one last night, drank so much wine, and vomited the whole bedroom, and now they haven't woken up, and they carried them back again, and cleaned up, and they almost didn't toss me to death all night!"

She didn't drink much last night, so she had to carry her best friends back to the dormitory in person.

"Don't blame me!"

After Song Shan drank the decanting soup, he ate breakfast, ordinary oil cakes, and a can of milk, and his stomach was a little more comfortable after eating: "The girl in your dormitory is too fierce, especially that Yu An'an, who can speak and drink, if I drink a little less, I won't be able to come back last night!"

"What is the origin of this Yu An'an?"

Song Shan said, and suddenly asked, "I feel that she is very interested in our grain and oil?"

"An An's father is a factory director of Northwest Grain and Oil!" Song Jin sat on the chair and explained to Song Shan: "This girl knows a lot about our grain and oil, and she also knows a lot about you, so she wants to get drunk and trick you, but she shouldn't have a bad heart, she just has some bad taste!"

"Northwest Grain and Oil, which factory?"

Northwest Grain and Oil is a large state-owned enterprise, with factories all over the northwest.

"Xijing Changle Flour Mill!" Song Jin said.

"Her father is Yu Beichao?" Song Shan paused.

"You know?"

"I don't know, I've heard of it!" Song Shan shook his head, it can be regarded as an acquaintance, but they have known each other in their previous life, and they have never met in this life, but they didn't expect the world to be so small, and Song Jin and Yu Beichao's daughter were best friends.

If his memory is correct, Yu Beichao became the loser in the factional struggle of grain and oil in the northwest in 99, and then was demoted to the Yudu Agricultural Bureau as a small director.

This is his old rival.

Song Shan and he fought for the position of director of the Yudu Agricultural Bureau, and the deputy director of the Yongshi Agricultural Bureau, what a real enemy.

"I called my brother before, and my brother said, now our Jiangshan Grain and Oil and Northwest Grain and Oil are ready to fight against Taiwan, right?" Song Jin rarely paid attention to the affairs of Jiangshan Grain and Oil, but as one of the shareholders, she knew a little bit about it.

"We want to buy Yongshi Ankang Food, and the Yongshi Branch of Northwest Grain and Oil also wants to buy, which is a match!"

Song Shan replied that this matter is already known to everyone in the industry.

Of course, there is one more thing he didn't say, Jiangshan Grain and Oil plans to take a salary from the bottom of the kettle, buy Fengxiang Noodle Factory, and cut off one of Jiangshan's grains and oils.

"Brother also said, are you going to ignore the grain and oil affairs of the country and go back to your hometown to run a business?" Song Jin asked in a low voice.

"Huh!"

Song Shan smiled: "Brother is really big-mouthed, I'll tell you about this!"

"Brother wants me to persuade you, we can't make anything in the place in our hometown, so you don't want to prioritize!" Song Jin said.

"I see!"

Song Shan was perfunctory.

"What are you doing in Xijing this time?" asked Song Jin.

"Looking for cooperation!"

Song Shan replied.

"What cooperation?" Song Jin frowned.

"Cooperative farming!" The corners of Song Shan's mouth cracked, revealing a smile: "I plan to contract the land in my family, key vegetables, and now I need technical support, so I plan to cooperate with Xida Agricultural Institute!"

"Are you really planning to squat in your hometown?" Song Jin couldn't figure out.

"What's wrong!"

"There's nothing bad about it!" Song Jin couldn't think of a rebuttal, the golden nest and the silver nest were not as good as their own kennels, their hometown was their hometown after all, they didn't want to go back, it didn't mean that they were disgusted, but the poverty made them unable to lift the mood to go back, and when she thought that she had to go over the mountains and mountains every time to go home, she rejected it from the bottom of her heart.

"Give me a few years, and you'll know what your hometown is all about!" Song Shan said confidently.

"I'm afraid that after you toss, the more you toss, the more disappointed you will be!"

Song Jin pursed his lips and gave him a basin of cold water.

"You sent decanting soup and breakfast early in the morning, you are so kind, there must be something, let's say it!" Song Shan said with a smile.

"Can't I care about my brother!"

Song Jinxiao's face was a little red.

"Then I'm leaving!"

Song Shan said: "There will be something later!"

"Wait!"

Song Jin glared at him, twisted and pinched for a long time, and then said: "Our tutor said that I am talented and have not studied for a long time, but I have a good foundation, and the design is spiritual, and he wants me to participate in the Times Design Competition held in Mingzhu!"

"Times Design Competition?"

"This is jointly organized by a well-known foreign brand and a domestic clothing company!" Song Jinmei's eyes flashed, staring at Song Shan, and asked, "Do you think I will go?"

"If you want to go, you can go!"

Song Shan shrugged.

"I didn't know if I didn't study before, but now I know that I am a halfway monk, whether it is the foundation of art drawing, or the logic of design, the depiction of details, and the understanding of the clothing industry, it is too far behind!"

Song Jin just didn't have confidence, so he came to ask Song Shan.

"This is a competition, and it's not a big deal, it doesn't matter if you win or lose!" Song Shan said softly: "But for you, it's an experience, think about it, what a good experience it is to be able to compete with contemporary designers on the same stage!"

"That being said, I actually want to go too!"

Song Jin smiled bitterly: "But I heard that this competition is very famous, facing the national clothing industry exhibition, there are not many places to recommend submissions, our school has two places, one has been decided, the other is under consideration, the tutor recommended me to go, but he hopes that I can sign a contract with Lightyear Clothing first, designer assistant, and it is a long-term contract, ten years!"

This is where Song Jin is in a dilemma.

She still trusts her mentor a lot.

It's just that she is not a little girl anymore, she is familiar with Song Jiang and Song Shan, and she also understands the sinister hearts of people, so she doesn't dare to make a decision easily about signing a contract.

"Light-year costumes?"

Song Shan had never heard of this clothing brand.

In the nineties, the garment industry blossomed in all directions, but there are a lot of them, but if they can't do the brand effect, they will be eliminated after the 21st century, and the garment industry, the brand effect is very important.

"Don't sign this contract for the time being, your mentor may think that you are talented, but since he has put forward such conditions, there is more or less an exchange of interests behind it!" Song Shan said: "You can not participate in the competition, but you can't rashly sign the deed of sale, these contracts are often trapped, and when the time comes, if you want to come out, you can fight a lawsuit for a few years!"

"I see!"

Song Jin nodded, her trust in her younger brother was greater than that of her brother.