Jiangshan Grain and Oil Co., Ltd. was soon established, this company that looks a bit like a leather bag company, but the registered capital is as high as two million, in Yudu County in ninety-seven years, two million is definitely a large amount.

In the next time, Song Jiang began to follow Aunt Zhong in the relationship, the company was registered, and many relationships had to be improved, such as industry and commerce, taxation, and banking...... It is not difficult to register a company, but the procedures are really a bit cumbersome.

Fortunately, if Aunt Zhong didn't take it, otherwise I wouldn't know which direction to run.

And there is such a sentence, Hades is better, the little ghost is difficult, it's not that people don't give you things, but it's easy to drag you for a few days, fortunately, Aunt Zhong's connections are not bad, so the company can be done in just a few days.

In the past few days, Song Jiang's horizons have also broadened and grown rapidly.

In order to make Song Jiang's image as a corporate person mature, Song Shan took him to buy several suits on the first day, and also designed a big-back hairstyle that conformed to this era.

Suit and tie, briefcase in hand, mobile phone in pocket, if he didn't speak, absolutely no one would recognize this as a dirt bun.

Of course, as soon as he speaks, he can definitely make people feel that this is a local tyrant-level bun.

Song Jiang is still Song Jiang, growth is growth, nature will not change, and the small-scale peasant-like thinking will not change for a moment or three.

And Song Shan, on the first day, followed for a day of business and commerce, and didn't care about the rest of the things, the beauty called his name, trained his brother's communication skills, and naturally handed over the rest of the work to Song Jiang.

He naturally has his own business.

He began to visit openly and covertly.

Workers visiting an oil mill.

Visit the place where the oil mill works.

Although he has memories of his previous life and knows the development trend of many things, he also understands the butterfly effect, and he himself is a small butterfly that can cause tornadoes, so he still needs to do his homework a little deeper.

Moreover, the official and businessman have different paths, in the previous life, he was an official, and he was bent on climbing the official career, but he did not know enough about the shopping mall, and if he wanted to become a businessman, he had to be down-to-earth step by step.

First of all, he had to get a clear picture of the oil mill.

After a few days, there are still some gains.

Before this year, the oil mill was still a benign state-owned enterprise and the sweet spot of the county government, but at the beginning of this year, there was a sudden accident in the urban area of Yongshi, and a family of three was poisoned and died.

Originally, it had nothing to do with Yudu soybean oil, but I don't know how it came out of the hospital, saying that the reason for death was because of Yudu soybean oil, and this rumor spread with a nose and face, and suddenly involved Yudu soybean oil.

Later, it was proved that Yudu soybean oil had nothing to do with poisoning, but the rumors became more and more noisy, and people were always more cautious about what they ate, and there was no proof that Yudu soybean oil was toxic, but it was not proved that it was not poisonous, so Yudu soybean oil began to be unsalable.

In just half a year, a benign enterprise almost collapsed because of this.

At present, Yudu soybean oil cannot be sold, there are at least dozens of tons of goods in the factory, the balance of the raw material payment cannot be left, and the workers' wages cannot be paid, so it has become a cancer of the government.

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Evening.

The summer sunset is very beautiful, reflecting from the west, through the grape leaves in the courtyard, and then refracted on Song Shan's body one by one.

Song Shan sat on the Taishi chair, and the sunshine of the setting sun was very soft, making him feel comfortable.

A cup of tea on the table.

A few documents in hand.

It's a very comfortable little day.

In this comfortable feeling, he was holding a few documents in his hand, looking a little fascinated, these were confidential documents that he had spent a lot of money to get from the inside of the oil mill.

Now the oil mill is full of people, and there has been no salary for three months.

Song Shan blended in with the petitioning workers, set up relationships with these workers, and then spent some money to get some documents from the inside that were not very important, but could see the current situation of the factory.

It's called having money to make the devil grind.

These documents gave him a clearer idea of the mill.

"Brother, how do you see this pattern?"

Song Jin jumped out of the room, with a paintbrush and a piece of paper in his hand, smiling brightly.

"Why this pattern?"

Song Shan looked at the patterns on the drawing paper, and his eyes lit up slightly.

Song Jiang has Song Jiang's job, Song Shan has Song Shan's arrangement, Song Jin doesn't know what to do alone, Song Shan won't let her go out to find a job, find a job for hundreds of yuan a person, Song Shan can't afford to lose this person.

Later, Song Shan saw that she was bored, so he gave her a task to design a trademark pattern for Jiangshan Grain and Oil, and he remembered that Song Jin seemed to be more interested in painting!

This coke broke Song Jin.

Song Jin originally liked to paint, she immediately began to get busy, he had drawn no less than ten patterns in the past few days, but Song Shan was not very satisfied, but this made Song Shan look at it differently.

"I think so, the word rivers and mountains, there should be rivers, there are mountains, so before I designed the rivers and mountains as the foundation, but then you feel dissatisfied, I think again, I feel that although the rivers and mountains are rivers, mountains and rivers, but in fact, it is a different meaning, the rivers and mountains are food, the rivers and mountains are oil, those patterns do not seem to be expressed, and then I suddenly thought of the map of China!"

Song Jin was very excited, she rarely had such an excited attitude, and she was explaining her drawings as if no one was around: "The map of Huaguo itself is a pattern, a very special pattern, representing the country, no matter how good, I made a little modification on it, and made changes in the color, plus the pen and ink of the oblique shadow now, it is faintly a pair of wings, and it has become what it is now, a bit like the golden rooster is independent, and a little like the phoenix Nirvana!"

"Okay, that's it!" Song Shan made a direct decision: "After Brother Hui comes back, let Brother take it to register, and it will be our trademark in the future!"

"Yay!"

Song Jin was as happy as a little girl.

This is a recognition of one's own achievements.

"Sister, do you have anything you particularly like?" Song Shan thought about his brother's dreams and his little sister's unwillingness, but he turned over his memory a hundred times, and he couldn't find out what his sister's dreams were.

Song Jin's whole life is like a spinning top, she is submissive, follows the path asked by everyone, and walks all her life, but she doesn't know what her own dream is.

"Draw!"

Song Jin thought for a while and said.

"Just painting?" Song Shan squinted, that is a painter.

"Not either!"

Song Jin bit his lip and said softly: "Sometimes I also feel that painting is boring, but sometimes I feel that the things I draw are very comfortable, mainly to look at the painting?"

"And what do you like to draw?"

"When you asked me to draw a logo, I was very happy, as if I had energy all over my body!" Song Jindao said.

"Designer!"

Song Shan seemed to understand a little.

"Usually, I also like to draw some clothes, and when I paint clothes, I always feel different, I like to paint some special things on clothes, and the girls in the same dormitory used to laugh at me, saying that I was nondescript!"

Song Jin said with some embarrassment.

If it weren't for her brother, she wouldn't have said this little thought.

"Costume designer!"

Song Shan silently remembered it in his heart.

Everyone has their own things to do, Song Jin is not nothing, but he has never given her a chance, and now, Song Shan thinks that he should compensate her for a chance.