Eight o'clock in the evening---

In Panyu in August, the night is beautiful, at least for many Panyu people, the evening is a good time to play cards, drink and chat.

But for Song Zhichao, tonight is crucial.

In order to meet Mr. Mao of Hope Technology Company well, Song Zhichao chose the location in the luxurious private room with karaoke in the deep-sea fish port.

Although he knew that this hotel was opened by Zha Yongxiao and Zha Shao, and Cheng Dafa was Zha Shao's horse, Song Zhichao still chose this hotel.

No way, who made this hotel the most famous hotel in the whole Panyu, who made only this private room the most luxurious, the most magnificent, since you want to have a good relationship with that Mr. Mao, then of course you have to choose such a place.

Out of respect for Mr. Mao, Song Zhichao also brought Haitang and Wang Gang over, after all, he will have to rely on the sea toy factory to win orders in the future.

Haitang is obviously the first time to come to such a luxurious and elegant private room, since she took over her brother's toy factory after school, and then began a difficult life to save the factory, there is no time for leisure and entertainment.

As the technical backbone of the sea toy factory, Wang Gang has never seen such a grand place, especially the karaoke, he has only seen it in the movie, at least this thing can sing, but this is the first time he has seen it in reality.

That Mr. Mao hadn't come yet, and Song Zhichao was afraid that the begonias would be in a hurry, so he said that it was better for everyone to open the karaoke and sing a few songs.

Wang Gang couldn't help it, so he glanced at Haitang.

For a long time, Wang Gang has always been the only one who looks forward to Begonia, she says no, she can't, she says yes, she will do it.

Begonia also felt that it was not interesting to sit like this, so she nodded. Wang Gang immediately stepped forward to fiddle with the karaoke player.

It's worthy of technology, and soon Wang Gang figured out the doorway of this thing, and he felt that it was nothing, similar to playing a video.

Song Zhichao sat on the chair next to the wine table, crossed his legs, held a cigarette, and watched Wang Gang order a song.

Haitang paid attention to him, and saw Song Zhichao's calm expression, as if he was fine, he felt that he was forcing him to calm down, after all, it is still unknown whether he can get that Mr. Mao later.

Wang Gang has always been interested in Begonia, and on this occasion, it is rare to be able to express himself, so he said to Begonia that he would sing a song to his dear Begonia factory director and thank her for her long-term efforts for the factory.

Haitang said, you can sing and sing, don't thank me, the factory can turn over again, it is all the credit of Secretary Song, if you sing, you will also sing a song for him.

Hearing Haitang say this, Wang Gang's face looked a little embarrassed, so he looked at Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao flicked the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray and said, "Singing is for fun, Ah Gang, you are the best at it!"

Wang Gang coughed slightly and said, "Then I'll sing an old song, the theme song of the Hong Kong TV series "SH Beach......"

The musical accompaniment began, the familiar melody, the stirring rhythm, Wang Gang held the microphone, closed his eyes, and began to sing intoxicated---

"The waves are running for thousands of miles, and the waves and rivers are never ending

exhausted the world's things and mixed up a surging trend

Whether it is joy or sorrow, it is impossible to distinguish laughter and sorrow in the waves

There is no ...... in the waves of success and failure."

To be honest, Wang Gang, this young man's voice is good, at least in the eyes of Song Zhichao, the KTV god in his previous life, he can score at least 85 points for singing this song.

So when Wang Gang sang to the brilliant, Song Zhichao couldn't help but applaud.

It's just a pity that Wang Gang didn't feel much about Song Zhichao's applause, and what he paid attention to was the reaction of the director of the Begonia factory.

Haitang also felt that Wang Gang sang well, but her heart didn't bother about it at the moment, let alone react, she just took the teacup and drank tea silently.

On the contrary, a waitress who served in the private room couldn't help but praise: "This handsome guy sings really well!"

Another girl who knew Song Zhichao whispered in her ear: "The real god of song is that one! You haven't heard him sing, that one is good, better than Jacky Cheung's singing!"

The waitress looked stunned, looked at Song Zhichao, who was sitting there without showing the dew, and said in her heart, "No." ”

looked at Song Zhichao with a cigarette and a smile on his face, and then looked at Wang Gang, who was self-absorbed with a microphone, only to feel that even if the smoker didn't do anything, just smoked lightly, he was so handsome.

Sure enough, handsome guys can't be compared, one compares, and the judgment is made.

Where did Wang Gang know this? To be honest, this "SH Beach" is already his best song.

If he knows that he is so affectionate, he can even be said to play extraordinarily, but the result is that he can't even compare with the posture of other people's smoking, then his self-esteem will not be crushed into slag.

Thankfully, there was a knock on the door.

Song Zhichao didn't care about listening to the song, so he hurriedly extinguished the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray, and then got up to open the door.

The waitress took the first step to open the door first, and when she looked, it was indeed Mao Youwang Mao's arrival.

"Mr. Mao, you're here, please come in quickly!" Song Zhichao invited Mao Youwang in.

Wang Gang also stopped singing, and lost the microphone to say hello.

Here, Song Zhichao introduced Begonia to Mr. Mao earlier.

In fact, everyone had a meal last time, and they all met at the dinner, and they can be regarded as half acquaintances. It's just that compared with last time, this Mr. Mao looks particularly energetic tonight, wearing a suit and tie, holding a briefcase in one hand and a big brother in the other, looking like a high-level person.

Na Mao always looked very polite, took off his suit jacket, handed it to the waitress next to him, and then at the invitation of Song Zhichao, put the eldest brother on the table and sat down.

Song Zhichao let a cigarette pass, Mr. Mao took it, put it in the plate, and took the wet towel handed by the waiter and wiped his hands, then picked up the cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Song Zhichao leaned over and lit a cigarette for him.

Mr. Mao took a puff of cigarette and said, "I'm sorry, I'm a little late." I was caught by a friend halfway and talked for most of the day. ”

"It's okay, we've just arrived. Mr. Mao, order first!" Song Zhichao handed over the prepared menu.

Mr. Mao didn't answer the menu, waved his hand and said, "Don't rush first." I know you have something to talk about with me, what is it, you can tell me first......"

Song Zhichao smiled slightly, sat down again, folded his hands, lowered his head and lit his cigarette, then raised his head and puffed out a puff of smoke and said, "Mr. Mao is really fast-talking." In that case, I won't hide it---"

Next, Song Zhichao smoked a cigarette while talking about what happened to him, and finally said to Mr. Mao: "So I hope to be able to establish a deep strategic relationship with you, to be precise, I am ready to order one million of that voice chip from you, if there is no problem, we can sign another agreement according to the previous contract, what do you think?"

After listening to Song Zhichao's words, Mr. Mao Youwang smiled, took a slight puff of his cigarette, spit out a puff of smoke towards Song Zhichao, and said: "I said, this chip was not researched by me, although I am the CEO of the company, but only the nominal person in charge, after all, this chip was invented by someone else, and it is my behind-the-scenes boss who really decides the power." ”

Then the conversation changed and said: "But I am a businessman, I want to reach a million orders, and my friend will not refuse ......"

Song Zhichao was happy, and his face showed joy.

The begonias next to it are also very happy and look playful.

Song Zhichao stabilized his mind and asked cautiously, "Then you mean that you can cooperate?"

Mr. Mao nodded, "Yes, but you have to pay all the money at once, we sell a chip for five cents, and one million is 500,000 yuan, can you get it?"

Song Zhichao was stunned.

Begonia was also stunned.

Although she doesn't know Song Zhichao's specific family background, 500,000 is definitely not a small amount.

"Mr. Mao, can you have less, after all, I am short of money and don't have so much money!" Song Zhichao couldn't help but say.

Mr. Mao smiled and said, "We can't help it!" You know, the cost of this kind of chip raw materials is very high, we charge you 500,000 yuan, but in fact, the real money is not much!"

"Zhong You, we do business, pay attention to integrity, but also take into account the risk, in case we make the chip, and you refuse to ask for it, then what should we do?"

"Therefore, 500,000 yuan is not a penny, only in this way can we cooperate deeply and establish your so-called strategic partnership, are you right, Mr. Song?"

Song Zhichao was asked, a little speechless.

But soon Song Zhichao said: "Mr. Mao, I have no objection to avoiding risks in business, but I don't think anyone can get the 500,000 yuan of funds......!

But before Song Zhichao could finish speaking, he heard a voice outside: "The side said that no one can take it out, you can't take it out because you are poor!

As he spoke, he saw that the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open, and the stylish Cheng Dada, wearing a thick gold chain, biting a big cigar, walked in with a smile.