"Shanzi, have you been at home all along?" Looking at Song Shan walking down from the tree, the east gate was slightly surprised, he had not seen any trace of Song Shan in the past few days, thinking that he had gone somewhere.

"No, I just came back!"

Song Shan grinned and casually made up a reason.

"Coming back from here?" the corners of Dongmen's mouth twitched.

Song Shan scratched his head, smiled, and said, "It's the back door, and I'm back from the small greenhouse at the back!"

Behind the villa, there is a door, which leads directly to the small greenhouse, although now Song Shan has transplanted all the important plants into the origin world, but the small greenhouse still has a lot of treasures.

"Chairman!"

Wei Anqing stood up, looked at Song Shan directly, and gritted her teeth a little: "You are really hard to find!"

"Don't say that!"

Song Shan licked his face, sat down, and said with a smile: "I'm quite easy to find, mainly in the past two days, I don't remember to bring my mobile phone, thinking about Mr. Wei's ability, there should be nothing to need me!"

"Hmph, don't give me a high hat, this trick is useless, the next time the board of directors, I have to think about it, I have to assess the attendance of the senior level, the board of directors has given you a salary, you are equivalent to absenteeism!"

Wei An is not light, I have never seen a boss like this, I have been on a business trip for a few days before, and I still know how to say hello, but now, I flash people directly, I can't see a shadow, and no one answers the phone, as if the world has evaporated.

Although she is the CEO of Fengsheng Agriculture, the general direction is always decided by the board of directors, which is not equivalent to the lack of a leader, but fortunately, Fengsheng has been running smoothly recently.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that people will start to shine.

"Don't say it so ugly, what kind of absenteeism!" Song Shan grinned and said, "I'm going to develop new varieties in retreat for the better development of abundant agriculture!"

"Huh!"

Wei Anqing sneered twice, with two words engraved on her face, not believing.

"You guys, I'll take Fuwa for a walk!"

Dongmen chuckled, not participating in this from the relationship between superiors and subordinates.

Xiao Tianci carried Fuwa, and Dongmen followed lightly behind, walking outside......

At this time, Song Shan immediately changed the topic and asked, "You can come to block my gate, is there something important in the company?"

Wei Anqing was helpless, so she had to hold her breath, the business was important, if there was no particularly important matter, she would not come to block the gate of Song Mountain.

"It's still a matter of bidding!"

Wei Anqing said.

"An Ru can't handle it?" Song Shan narrowed.

"It's not difficult to win the project, but the advance is more serious!" Wei Anqing entered the work mode, and her expression became much more serious: "The project team requires us to advance at least 20% or more!"

"More than twenty percent?"

Song Shan's pupils widened: "Nearly tens of billions?"

This project has a scale of at least 60 billion, and at present, the profit ratio is not large, but the project is of great significance and is worth doing.

But if you want to advance 20 percent, it will be a bit embarrassing.

"Why?"

Song Shan thought for a while and asked.

"At present, we are not very clear, all in all, our tender has passed the assessment of the national project team, and now the negotiation is on top of this advance!"

Wei Anqing said: "I don't dare to make decisions about this matter, after all, the object of cooperation is the government, logically speaking, the government can't send us this money, but I want us to advance, I'm afraid there is another reason!"

"I'll make a call!"

Song Shan was silent for a moment: "Mobile phone?"

"Where's your phone?"

"Upstairs, I haven't charged it for a few days, and it's estimated that it's out of power!"

"Give!"

Wei Anqing handed his small straight Nokia mobile phone to Song Shan.

Song Shan made a phone call.

On the other side of the phone, someone answered it very quickly.

"I'm Song Shan!"

"Call me, do you want to ask about the advance?" The voice on the other side of the phone, slightly soft, was Lin Weiyang, who was temporarily reconciled with Song Shan, and was negotiating with the government on behalf of Fengsheng Greening on the Beijing-Tianjin Desert Sand Source Control Project.

"Hmm!"

Song Shan said very straightforwardly: "Is it your ghost?"

"I don't have this mind, even if I do, at least wait until I am cured, now I am pinched by you, how can I have the courage to do a ghost!"

Lin Weiyang said with some self-deprecation.

If he wants to be a man again, he can only entrust his hope to Song Shan, this project is the price, he must replace Fengsheng and win this project, and Song Shan will make a move.

After all, this is the trouble he caused to Fengsheng, if it is not fair, not to mention that Song Shan is not generous, even if Song Shan is willing to make a move, he is probably a little uneasy, for fear that Song Shan will do something in it.

"What the hell is going on?"

Song Shan asked.

"Two reasons!" Lin Weiyang analyzed: "First, the government has to re-evaluate this project, and second, the government may not be very lenient in terms of funds, so you need to advance a part of the funds!"

"For this simple reason, is there no other reason?"

Song Shan squinted.

"There shouldn't be!" Lin Weiyang said: "Actually, something like this will happen, it has something to do with your recent flamboyance, you are too showy, and the government wants to probe your details!"

"Got it!"

Song Shan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "After the contract is signed, you can come to the northwest, I have already made the preparations that should be made, and I am eighty or ninety percent sure that I can cure you!"

"Okay!"

Lin Weiyang's voice was much more excited.

After hanging up the phone, Song Shancai said to Wei Anqing: "The matter of advancing funds may be a temptation of the government to us, or it may be a sniper from other agricultural enterprises, but this matter should be settled, and we only have two choices, one is to accept the advance, and the other is to push off the cooperation!"

"Twenty percent, more than 10 billion advances, this will definitely make the flow of funds for abundant greening tight, and even lead to the collapse of the flow of funds!"

Wei Anqing frowned: "Abundant greening is not only a project for the control of sand sources in Beijing and Tianjin, but also a project in Egypt that needs to be advanced!"

In fact, the profit point of the greening project is not very high, and the advance can be taken over, but once the advance exceeds one point, it is easy to cause the instability of the project itself.

The biggest danger is that once there is a delay in settlement, the entire advance funds will be frozen here, and there is no way to move them out.

"I still believe in the credibility of the government, and the advance is acceptable!" Song Shan said: "Now many people outside are staring at us, and the government has handed over this project to us, which is already under a lot of pressure, and the advance is more for others to see!"

The government's project is not easy to do.

How many people are staring.

Although Fengsheng Agriculture is a rising star in the agricultural industry, it is inevitable that the lack of heritage is inevitable, and many people actually don't believe that Fengsheng greening can lead this large-scale project.

The act of advancing funds should make the officials and investors feel at ease.

"But our own cash flow is already very tight!"

Wei Anqing looked at Song Shan and said with a wry smile: "Move out two billion to Jiangshan grain and oil, our capital flow is likely to enter a tense stage, if we increase the amount of advances, then the abundant greening will have to ask the head office for help, where will we find funds to advance when the time comes!"

Speaking of which, she still blamed Song Shan, and gave Jiang Shan an interest-free loan of 2 billion funds without saying a word.

Although Jiangshan and Fengsheng are brother companies, they are different independent operations, which is equivalent to using Fengsheng to develop Jiangshan, which naturally makes him, the CEO, a little unhappy.

"In this regard, I'll deal with it!" Song Shan thought for a while and said, "There is no way to do it, I still believe that there will be a way!"

The problem of money flow.

is a big problem.

However, it is not necessarily a matter of life and death, with the current status of Fengsheng agriculture, the general capital flow is tight, and there is no way to crush Fengsheng.

As for where to find money, it depends on Song Shan's ability.

"Since you can solve it, then I will believe you once!"

Although Wei Anqing is unhappy that Song Shan loves to be lazy and often does not go to work to clock in, he still absolutely trusts every word Song Shan says.

"Is there anything else?" asked Song Shan.

"Of course there are a lot of things!"

Wei Anqing glanced at Song Shan: "If you go to deal with it for three days and three nights, it is estimated that you can't finish it, and your office will be full soon!"

"Huh!"

Song Shan smiled, licked his face, and said, "That's not good, I still have to take a few days off!"

"Chairman, you're too fake, it's too close!"

"No way, human life is at stake!" Song Shan licked his tongue, grinned, and said: "In the past few days, I really have something to do, which is related to human life, and I can't relax for a minute, if there is nothing particularly important, don't come to disturb me!"

Money, money, and other things.

For Song Shan, Fang Nanyi's safety is the most important thing, and everything else is put aside first.

So this time, Wei Anqing was destined to return in vain, when she left, she was angry, and when she was angry, her chest fell together, which made many men's hormones run wild.

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

After sending Wei Anqing away, Song Shan continued to calm down.

Yin Si Tu and Yellow Spring Water have all been made.

Of course, the next thing is the most important thing, whether the transformation of the flower on the other side can be transformed into a flower of death from the underworld, no one is sure.

The chance that the best flower can transform into a flower of death is less than one in 10,000.

So the other side flowers are available all over the world.

But the flower of death is the rarest.

Looking at the world, I am afraid that the flowers of death can be counted in a slap, and there is little hope for artificial planting, most of them come from the gifts of nature.

However, Song Shan is a person who does not hit the south wall and does not look back.

He is an excellent farmer.

Planting, itself is his profession, it is what he is best at, and he is full of confidence.

There are probably dozens of other flowers planted on the Yin Si soil.

Growing on this soil is the path to the Flower of Death, but this is only one of the conditions.

In order to accelerate the growth of the other side flower.

Song Shan also used some special fertilizers that he personally refined, which were mixed with water and irrigated for the things absorbed by the flowers on the other side, which could make the flowers grow wildly.

Then there is the irrigated yellow spring water.

A drop of yellow spring water, the proportion is one side of water, the yellow spring water is too domineering, if it is not diluted, unless it seems to be a huge flower with a life span of thousands of years like the crystal orchid, it can withstand it, and other plants are estimated to be drowned.

One side of water, slowly irrigated, can irrigate for a day, the reason why it takes so much time, this is to fully consider the conditions to ensure that these flowers can absorb the composition of the yellow spring water.

Four days in a row passed.

One, two, three, four......

In four days, seventeen flowers have withered, and although these flowers are the best to grow, they have never been able to withstand the yin qi of Yin Situ and the evil qi of yellow spring water, and they have been smoked to death.

The time of this day passed, and the flowers withered.

made Song Shan's mood very bad, and even a little impatient, the remaining opportunities are becoming more and more confused, once he fails, Fang Nanyi wants to get rid of the sustenance of the flower of death, then he must hurt his soul.

This is the last thing Song Shan wants to see.

......

Inside the Origin World.

Song Shan looked at the less than twenty flowers left in front of him, put his hands together, and reverently looked at the sun in the sky, this sun is the body of Shennong's origin ding.

"Boss Shennong, bless me, you must plant it!"

When a person's ability becomes very useless, he can't help but pray to God and worship the Buddha.

Song Shan is no exception.

He has done his best, success or failure can only depend on the will of God, and he can't guarantee that he will succeed in the end, after all, the chance of being able to evolve is not as good as one in ten thousand.

Another two days passed.

and withered seven plants change.

Now, the only twelve plants left have changed, and their spirit seems to be getting worse and worse, and they look dying, as if they are going to wither directly in the next second.

"Is there no way?"

The more Song Shan waited, the more anxious he became.

Most of them have withered, and these twelve plants seem to be stubbornly resisting, but it can be seen that the spirit is indeed not good, and hope is becoming more and more slim.

"There should be another way!"

Song Shan began to frantically flip through the scattered information in the Origin World, but there was no point that could explain how the Flower of Death was planted.

"Death?"

Song Shan pondered for a long time.

Why is it called the Flower of Death?

He suddenly wanted to find out what kind of inspiration, but [567 Chinese] could not grasp it.

"Does it have to die to bloom?"

Song Shan was unwilling, his eyes were lifelike, and he looked at the flowers in front of him, these flowers seemed to be at a point of struggle, and they could never be transformed.

"Blood!"

In the end, Song Shan had a whim, dropped a drop of blood, and fell on the soil.

Death if it is nutrients.

Blood, then, is the best medium.

Another day passed.

On the soil of Yin Situ, there are only three other flowers left, these three flowers, all faintly hidden buds, as long as the buds can bloom, it is equivalent to success.

The other flowers, when they gave birth to their buds, absorbed too much of the yellow spring water and yin soil, and they were all withered by the yellow spring water and yin soil, after all, ordinary flowers could not withstand this powerful yin and evil aura.

"It must be successful!"

Song Shan is praying.

Hard work pays off.

On the tenth day, Song Shan woke up from meditation, opened his eyes, and at first glance, he saw the bright and bright flower.

Blossomed.

This is the Flower of Death!