When she got up in the morning, Aunt Zhong didn't see the Song brothers, and only Song Jin was home alone, which made her breathe a sigh of relief, because she was still hesitating.

The salary of 2,000 yuan made her tempted.

Even if there are really few people in Yongshi whose salary can be as high as two thousand yuan, let alone Yudu, this is definitely a high salary.

But she is not young.

I have to think about the future, Jiangshan Grain and Oil Company has just been established, how can the future not be certain, if it goes out of business in a year and a half, she has to find a job again.

But it's not without its benefits.

Jiangshan Grain and Oil Company has only been established for a short time, she is a veteran-level employee, with the temperament of the Song brothers, if the company develops, it should not treat her badly.

This wavering idea made her a little upset.

"Jin'er, who is your brother?" Aunt Zhong asked Song Jin.

"Brother!"

Song Jin thought for a while: "He should be the smartest person in our family, he has been very creative since he was a child, and he is the best at reading, but it's a pity, if he hadn't been sick in the college entrance examination this year and missed a day, he would have gone to college now!"

"You mean, your brother only took the college entrance examination this year?" Aunt Zhong was taken aback, although she thought that Song Shan was very young, but she should be about twenty, but she didn't expect that this was only a student in the third year of high school this year.

"That's right!"

Song Jin said: "I failed the college entrance examination, so I went to Xijing with my brother!"

"I only finished the college entrance examination on the 9th of July, and today on the 21st, it has only been more than ten days......" Aunt Zhong was a little shocked.

She knows the details of Jiangshan Grain and Oil Company best, with a registered capital of two million, which is real money, and it was directly transferred from a private account to the company's account, or she took Song Jiang to the bank to run the procedures.

How is this money earned?

She didn't really want to inquire about other people's private affairs, but now she did have this curiosity.

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Yudu County People's Hospital.

Doorway.

"Bring me a flower basket!" Song Shan said to the aunt who was setting up a stall at the door.

"Okay!"

The aunt at the fruit stall prepared a flower basket with a smile and opened her mouth: "Twenty yuan, thank you!"

"This thing costs twenty yuan?" Song Jiang looked unhappy: "Pit people!"

"Oh, big brother, you can't say that, the fruits in my flower basket are all high-quality fruits, or imported, you look at the grapes, this grapefruit ......" The aunt of the fruit stall chattered endlessly.

"Give money!" Song Shan said directly, he didn't have time to discuss the matter of twenty yuan here, but he came with a task today.

"Waste!"

Song Jiang reluctantly gave the money, and while holding the fruit basket, he chattered: "I knew that I passed by the market just now, and I could pick it up for five yuan, and at most I would give one more piece to the basket money!"

Song Shan had a headache, their brothers' consumption concept in the twenties was conflicting after all.

But it's all trivial.

Song Shan carried a basket, Song Jiangxi wore a tie, and a briefcase in his hand, and the two swaggered into the inpatient department.

......

Inpatient Department, Room 407.

This is a separate ward.

An old man in his sixties was lying on a hospital bed, with white hair on his temples, and the white hair on his head that had been dyed black was all gray hair, and he was a little weak and panting.

"Dad, if you don't have to worry about this oil mill!"

A middle-aged man in his thirties sat next to him and whispered, "Can't you just follow me to the city to take your grandson and enjoy the blessings?"

"Fart!"

The old man suddenly came up in a hurry, and his brass bell-like eyes glared: "Lao Tzu transferred from the army in 72 years, and came to the oil mill, at that time the oil mill was still a small workshop, these 20 years, ups and downs, the oil mill has come to this day, and now the oil mill has a problem, you let Lao Tzu be a deserter!"

"Who let you be a deserter!" The middle-aged man said helplessly: "But you don't know what the situation is in this oil mill, you let the county government take out two or three million to rescue, how to save it, now the workers are making trouble, the government is throwing the blame, and you will not be responsible for it then!"

"Anyway, Lao Tzu should not be a deserter!"

The old man said stubbornly.

The middle-aged man is helpless, this old man is very stubborn, the whole world can see that the oil mill can't be saved, but he still wants to keep it, what national assets can't be lost, what minor injuries can't get out of the line of fire, anyway, the people who said it are speechless.

"Tuk Tuk!"

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in!"

The middle-aged man frowned, many people in the factory have come to visit in the past few days, but the topic before and after is to hope that his old man will go back to preside over the work, but the old man is almost angry with cardiovascular blockage, these people are still Rory talking endlessly, he has no good attitude: "Dad, I'll go get you a pot of water, you have to talk about it, the doctor has already said, you can't be angry!"

"Got it, go, go!" the old man waved his hand impatiently.

"Hello, Director Geng!"

The person who came was none other than Brother Song Shan, who was carrying a fruit basket in his hand.

"Who are you?" the old man Geng Zhongming frowned, he didn't remember that he knew these two young people, one looked young, and the other looked dressed not simply.

Song Shan gently pushed Song Jiang.

Song Jiang instantly understood, thanks to the exercise of the past few days, it made him somewhat familiar with his communication skills, he stepped forward and handed over a business card: "Director Geng, hello, I am the general manager of Jiangshan Grain and Oil, Song Jiang!"

"Jiangshan grain and oil?"

Geng Zhongming frowned, he didn't know any Jiangshan grain and oil company.

"What are you looking for me?" but Geng Zhongming still asked politely.

"In fact, this time I was looking for Director Geng, in fact...... It's ............"

It's been a long time, and Song Jiang is running out of words.

Seeing that Song Jiang was speechless for a long time, Song Shan sighed helplessly, after all, he still had to come forward by himself, Song Jiang's experience was still insufficient, and he was not enough to deal with such an occasion.

"Director Geng, we are here for the oil mill!"

Song Shan gets straight to the point.

If he wants to capture this old soldier, he has to go straight to the point, and he can't go around too much, otherwise he will leave a bad impression on Geng Zhongming.

"Oil mill?"

Geng Zhongming stared at the two of them and asked, "Do you have anything to do with the oil mill?"

"It's okay!"

Song Shan said softly: "But we want to contract it!"

"Contracting?"

Geng Zhongming's attitude suddenly became bad: "Get out, my oil mill is not an ordinary small enterprise, when will it be the turn of self-employed people to contract!"

"But isn't the county ready to let the city's Ankang food contract?"

Song Shan broke the news.

Although this matter is a top secret in the county, who let him have the memory of his previous life, in his memory, it seems that Ankang Food finally contracted the oil mill.

"What?"

Obviously, Geng Zhongming didn't know about this, his eyes widened, and his breath was a little urgent: "You've already talked to the city?"

"Director Geng, don't be angry!"

Song Shan frowned, he didn't expect Geng Zhongming's health to be so bad, he hurriedly said: "Now the situation of the oil mill, you should know better than anyone else, you should also understand, in all fairness, under the situation of uncertain market prospects, it is impossible for the county government to come up with more than two million funds to invest, without funds, there is no hope at all, I am thinking, instead of letting the people in the city contract, why not cheap our locals, so we are very sincere!"

"If the government can't come up with two million, can you?"

Geng Zhongming breathed a sigh of relief and squinted at the two young men.

He didn't doubt what Song Shan said.

The county government had such intentions before, and mentioned it once, and he also knew that it was difficult to keep the oil mill this time.

"Old factory director, I know you don't trust us very much, but this is the proof of our Jiangshan grain and oil's assets!"

Song Shan poked Song Jiang, Song Jiang immediately came to his senses, and took out an asset certificate from his briefcase: "You can take a look, we Jiangshan Grain and Oil sincerely want to solve this problem!"

"Jiangshan Grain and Oil Co., Ltd., with a registered capital of 2 million?"

This made Geng Zhongming look at the two brothers with slightly different eyes, the company registered in Yudu can have a registered capital of 2 million, which is not trivial, it can be regarded as a giant tiger in the business world, but why didn't he know that there was a tiger in Yudu County before?