Song Shan didn't want to fight Song Hao, he supported Song Hao in this business.

This world is no longer strange.

The future is no longer static.

In particular, SARS was supposed to have occurred in 2003, and SARS broke out in 99, which is as if a system has been garbled, as if everything is different.

This incident made Song Shan's heart beat the drum.

Who knows that the future online world will still be the Ali Dynasty and the world of the Penguin Empire.

Who took the lead.

Whoever has a chance to become the web giant of the future.

In the future of this industry, Song Shan must have confidence in anyone, but the development of any industry will be risky, he just hopes that Song Hao can be sensible, can be prepared enough, and can afford failure.

"That small website made by your company, I found someone to test it!"

Song Shan said softly: "The technology is not enough, the creativity is insufficient, the key is still the direction is unknown, whether you plan to do portals, mobile communications, or e-commerce, or games, there must always be a direction!"

"I know your mind!"

"You have learned some experience in diversified management, and you want to apply it directly to the website, and you want to make a website that takes care of everything, but have you thought about it, the current market is immature, and greed will naturally be refined!"

"This point is already fatal!"

"And as I just said, there have been a lot of fluctuations in technology stocks recently, and many people are optimistic about the future of the Internet, once it becomes a bubble, do you think that your small website, except for me and my big brother, those shareholders can still hold on!"

"When the time comes, once the shares are withdrawn, what do you fill in, if you can't fill in, will the server be stopped, and will your small company be ready to go bankrupt!"

Song Shan asked one by one.

Song Hao, who asked, was frightened.

Just because I understand.

That's why Song Shan's question made him break out in a cold sweat.

If this is achieved.

His small company, when the time comes, even Song Jiang and Song Shan will not be able to save it.

"Shanzi, what should I do then?" Song Hao hurriedly asked.

"Don't ask me!"

Song Shan stalled his hands: "I'm a farmer, I don't understand a high-tech enterprise like you, if you want to run it well, you have to find it yourself, but I can give you a promise in advance, as long as your small company continues to operate, I will continue to invest money, of course, it's just private, I can't invest in that abundant capital, so don't look forward too much, how much money I can invest in!"

"Shanzi!"

Song Jiming originally listened well, hoping that this Song Shan could persuade Song Hao, even if he didn't let Song Hao come back, at least let him take the company, now he didn't hope that the son of the capital could become a big weapon, but at least don't lose so badly, the Jifang family is the Jifang family, and it has already been separated, although the two brothers have always been very close, but they should be clearly distinguished, and they don't have such capital to Song Hao to lose, so he looked at Song Shan a little unpleasantly: "Aren't you helping to abuse?"

"Uncle!"

Song Shan smiled and said: "You don't understand what the Internet is all about, whether the Internet has a future, how do you know you, and you can't say, you don't understand, just conclude that Brother Haozi can't succeed, he is just starting now, not to the end, can't be a little setback, don't let it go, I'm afraid even you don't know if Brother Haozi can do it, why oppose him so early, in fact, in his industry, being able to burn money is equivalent to having a future, and the most afraid is that he can't even burn money, then there is no hope!"

He also clapped his palms and said: "I believe in the future of the Internet, and I also think that Brother Haozi can succeed, and I think that you, as his father, should not oppose him, he is your son, he wants to start a business, and he is also fighting for you, if young people don't even have dreams, is it a salted fish!"

"Dad, I actually think Haozi's idea is quite good!"

Pan Huandong also opened his mouth to advise: "I described to me, for example, in my industry, I am doing transportation, if I can really place orders and receive orders on the computer as he said, how many things will be missing!"

"Uncle, take 10,000 steps back, Brother Haozi really can't do this business, it's not a big deal, is it possible that I can still stand by and watch him die, even if he hits a wall, at least there are us brothers, what's the big deal, just start all over again!"

Song Jiang said it was more arrogant.

He does have the confidence.

Anyway, now he is also a well-known young rich man in the northwest, Jiangshan grain and oil's expansion speed last year is comparable to a rocket, especially at the end of the year, Jiangshan supermarket opened ten stores in the northwest in one go, invisibly advertising Jiangshan again.

The brothers of the Song family, there is no barrier, in this generation, Song Jiang and Song Shan, as well as Song Hao's feelings are very good, if Song Hao's business fails, he will pay to fill the hole, no matter what, it is impossible to let Song Hao die.

"Big brother, what kind of network is this, we don't understand, we can't say that Haozi can't do it well!"

If Song Jifang had been placed in the past, he would definitely oppose it, but now, as the patriarch, his vision is high, and his two sons are people who can pile up a house with a lot of money, so they are naturally a lot more generous, so they immediately changed the formation and began to lobby Song Jiming to get up.

"You all say everything, what else can I do!"

Song Jiming was a little moved, and a little angry, moved naturally that even if Song Jiang and Song Shan were developed, even if they became a shopping mall giant, they never changed their feelings for Song Hao, with the support of these two brothers, Song Hao will live a worry-free life in the future regardless of whether he succeeds or not, which makes him feel a lot more relieved, and the angry thing is that none of these bastards think from the position of his father, he is just worried about Song Hao, so he opposes, after all, he lost eight million a year, and his heart and liver hurt to death.

"But I'm ahead of the word!"

Song Jiming gritted his teeth and said: "Song Hao, if your broken company continues to lose money next year, then don't blame me for being ruthless, I must be closed, otherwise I will cut off the father-son relationship with you, and Dajiang and Shanzi will invest money in you, that's because they are your younger brothers, but their money is not blown by the wind!"

"Good!"

Song Hao gritted his teeth: "My company will definitely be profitable next year!"

He is very optimistic about the future of the Internet, as long as he can improve the technology, there will definitely be a future.

..............................

It's just nightfall.

Abundance has become a night sky, and under the flickering lights, it seems to shine throughout the northwest.

The Chinese New Year's Eve dinner at the Song family's villa began.

The immortal tree is full of colorful lights, twinkling and shining, under the lamp, in the courtyard, there is a large round table, busy all day, one by one dishes are served, chicken, duck, fish, shrimp, crab, meat, green vegetables...... More than a dozen dishes, the table is crowded, full of color, flavor, and flavor.

Liquor, beer, rice wine, all opened several bottles, in addition to drinks.

"Come!"

Song Jiming raised his glass first, in this Song family, he is the patriarch: "This cup, we salute the happiness of the past year!"

"Come!"

"It's done!"

Song Shan and the others drank all liquor, and the female dependents drank drinks.

"Next, this cup is to welcome next year, and I hope that next year, we will all be healthy and prosperous!"

Song Jiming finished his glass, poured wine again, and then raised it.

"Welcome to the new year!"

The family had another cup together.

"Hey!"

Song Jiming suddenly sighed: "If the third child is here, our family will be reunited!"

"The third bastard, he said he would leave back then, but now there is no news at all, and I don't know if we are worried about him!" Song Jifang also shouted, and drank a glass of stuffy wine.

"Uncle, Dad!"

Song Shan didn't want this good atmosphere to be ruined, and said: "The matter of the third uncle is already known, he should be in Xiangjiang, and I will find him as soon as possible!"

"Really!"

"That's good!"

Song Jiming and Song Jifang both breathed a sigh of relief.

......

After the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, it is a vigil, traditional programs, and watching the Spring Festival Gala.

Wait until twelve o'clock.

By twelve o'clock, the village was ready to go.

"The countdown is on!"

"Hurry up and get ready!"

"Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven......"

"Ding, ding, ding!"

"Ignition!"

"Bang Bang Bang !!!!!!!"

The sound of firecrackers sounded one after another, one after another, as if you were chasing me, everyone was rich this year, and almost every household brought back a cannon battle, shocked, and told the gods.

Bang!!!

I don't know which one it is, it has already begun to light the fireworks, a cluster of fireworks up to the sky, suddenly exploded, colorful light, bright under the night sky, particularly beautiful.

"Fireworks!"

"Let's put it in our house!"

"Hurry up!"

Then, there is a fireworks show.

When every family sells fireworks, they buy some small fireworks, and the children are playing happily, but this real big head, in front of the village committee square, this time it is a fireworks battle of 100,000 yuan pulled back.

One after another, short, bright, bright, radiant, as if bidding farewell to the past, but also welcoming the new year, this night, the abundant sky, are colorful, fire trees and silver flowers never sleep......