After the meeting, the chairman's office.

"Shanzi, you just came back from Yanjing and pulled you to a meeting, it's hard work, let's have a cup of tea first!" Song Jiang suddenly became a little hardworking: "I made it myself!"

"Boss, the ghost is on the body?"

Song Shan looked at the cup of tea in his hand cautiously: "It can't be poisoned in this!"

"Is your brother such a person?" Song Jiang said seriously.

"Yes!"

Song Shan replied in the affirmative.

Song Jiang's expression collapsed suddenly, sure enough, they are brothers for so many years, and the two sides are too familiar with each other, and they have instinctive vigilance, so it's not easy to fool.

"Say, what's the matter, don't play with these fictitious things, I have a lot of things to do in this prosperous New Year, but I don't have time to make a fuss with you @" Song Shan drank tea slowly, the boss is still not qualified enough, pouting his ass and knowing what he thinks.

"Borrow money!"

When Song Jiang heard this, he said it frankly.

"No!" Song Shan replied.

He himself is in debt, how can he have the money to support the grain and oil of the country.

"I know that you have a lot of money, I will second, you are right, the acquisition of Northwest grain and oil is definitely hopeless, but there is still hope for shares, as long as I successfully invest in Northwest grain and oil, the relationship with the government will be thawed, and the financial tension of our grain and oil can also be successfully solved!"

"What if the stake fails?"

"Even if the shareholding fails, the blow to our country is not very big, at least it will not break our capital chain, and we will not lose your money!" Song Jiang said.

"Boss, you know that I'm a jumper now and have to break two petals, and you ask me to borrow money!"

Song Shan said exaggeratedly: "I don't know where the advance payment for the second phase of the Jiangnan project comes from!"

"Don't fool me!"

Song Jiang squeezed his eyebrows: "Although your brother and I are not very smart, but I have also checked before I spoke, there is at least half a year before the second phase of your Jiangnan project investment, your rich stall is very large, but your investment is actually much smaller than ours, you got 200 million at the end of last year, and now there is at least 150 million, I don't want much, give me 100 million, and pay you back in half a year!"

"Boss, you are becoming more and more fanned now, just 100 million when you open your mouth, why don't you go to heaven!"

Song Shan has an attitude, an iron rooster attitude: "No, not a single dollar!"

"Then let's keep drinking tea here!"

Song Jiang was not surprised by Song Shan's response, he cocked Erlang's legs, took a cup of kung fu tea, took a few sips, and said very calmly: "Anyway, if you don't give me 100 million, you won't be able to get out of this door today!"

"Brother, you're a bandit!" Song Shan shouted.

"In the last life, it was probably right!"

"Brother, let's do business, on behalf of two company groups, can you be reasonable!"

"I'm just serious about reasoning with you now!"

"Don't bring this, coercion and inducement and house arrest, you are a crime, you know?"

"Or you go and sue me, your brother is not highly educated, and he is legally illiterate, but he really doesn't know what a crime is!"

"Brother, you're really going to force me to death!"

"Drink tea, your brother has also learned self-cultivation recently, the tea art work, although it is a little complicated, but it is still learned, try your brother's craftsmanship!"

"Brother, don't play, okay, I really don't have any money!"

"There will be!"

The two brothers were on the bar, staring at each other with big eyes,-for-tat.

"Twenty million, at most!" Song Shan gritted his teeth, this time there was no blood, and he really couldn't get out.

"100 million!"

Song Jiang said calmly.

"Thirty million!"

"100 million!"

"Forty million!"

"100 million!"

"Fifty million, if you want to pull it down, don't pull it down!" Song Shanlai has a temper, this boss is really more mature and difficult to deal with, he is a scoundrel, and he is also very angry: "It's a big deal, I'm here to spend it with you, if I don't work, you don't have to work, see if the grain and oil fall first or if I finish it first!"

"Deal!"

Song Jiang poured tea for Song Shan with a smile and said, "Don't be so angry, drink more tea!"

I thought it would be good to be able to take out twenty or thirty million in this hand, but now there are fifty million, which is beyond the expected harvest.

"Are you really my brother?"

Song Shan looked at the cunning young man in front of him very depressedly.

"It's like a fake!" Song Jiang drank tea calmly.

"My brother is so honest, how could he become like this?" Song Shan couldn't figure it out.

"People will change!" Song Jiang replied: "Thank you for educating me with actions again and again, to be a businessman, you have to be treacherous in order to survive in the mall!"

"Regret shouldn't have been!"

Song Shan suddenly hammered his chest, and his face was full of beef cattle.

The grief-stricken Song Shan finished the small cup of tea as wine in one gulp, and then stood up to leave this sad place, where he had just disappeared fifty million.

"Where are you going?"

"Go home!"

"Wait!"

Song Jiang stood up, walked to the desk in the middle, opened the drawer, took out a small wood carving, and handed it to Song Shan: "Happy New Year!"

"Damn, it's too much to give a New Year's gift now!"

"Don't bring it back to me!"

"Why do you take back the things you sent out, boss, you're getting more and more picky!"

"It took me three months to complete!"

"Monkey dancing?" Song Shan looked at the wood carving carefully, the wood carving was a monkey, lifelike, a pair of eyes were a little distracted, he instinctively felt that Song Jiang's skills were a little deeper, this girl was either studying or dealing with business all day long, how could there be such a time to enhance the craft.

"Havoc in the Heavenly Palace!"

Song Jiang said angrily: "It's just that the lower part is not handled very well, and the skill is insufficient, if it is in the wood carving factory, you have to let the master scold!"

"You'd better go back and be a carpenter!"

Song Shan put away the small wood carving and said.

"Come on!" Song Jiang pouted: "I just found out now, I am no longer what it used to be, during the Chinese New Year, I went to the wood carving factory to pay New Year's greetings to a few masters, their expressions and attitudes are more polite than mine, I will go less in the future, they are too restrained!"

"You don't want to think about it, what kind of identity do you have now, you're not a junior apprentice, you're a big boss!"

Song Shan was speechless.

Boss, you are now one of the top ten outstanding entrepreneurs in Qinchuan and a billionaire, you really think that you are still the junior apprentice back then.

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After coming out of Jiangshan Grain and Oil, Song Shan did not continue to stay in Xijing, and after only staying for a while, 50 million disappeared, so it was better for him to leave a little earlier.

Song Jiang still has a little conscience, after he paid him 50 million here, he still remembers arranging a car to send him back, and the royal driver Lin Hai personally drove Song Shan all the way back to Fengsheng.

This was delayed in Jiangshan Grain and Oil, and when I returned to Fengsheng Village, it was already more than ten o'clock in the night.

At night, the countryside is generally silent.

This is not 20 years later, in these 99 years, especially in the backward northwest, the peasants have no nightlife, and even every household will not have many television sets, most of them go to bed at seven or eight o'clock.

The sun rises and the sun rests.

This is the peasant way of life.

Since entering Mingyue Town, it has been very quiet, there are few shops in the town that are still open at night, and the streets and alleys are even quieter, and there are not even many street lights.

Out of the town, the villages passed along the way were also quiet, and the sound of mosquitoes flying could be heard.

But after passing the Panshi Mountain Tunnel, it becomes much brighter when you enter Fengsheng Village, which has restructured the wires and placed rows of street lights around the village, compared to the past, this is a village that never sleeps.

Whether it's a vegetable greenhouse, a hearty farmhouse, or a strawberry planting greenhouse...... There are still people busy in every place, and they have to keep an eye on the planting day and night, and there are many people who work the night shift.

"Lin Hai, don't drive at night, it's dangerous to drive at night, go to the farmhouse and open a room to stay, and go back early tomorrow morning!"

Song Shan got out of the car at the village committee and said to the driver Lin Hai.

Whether you are an experienced driver or a new driver, driving tired is dangerous.

"Okay!" Lin Hai drove all the way, also a little tired, and nodded.

Song Shan came home, his mother was at home, his father was not there, so he was naturally staring at the farmhouse, which is now a great special, from the opening to the present, the business is good.