"What, daughter, do you think he's not worthy of you?"

"It's so deserving! Almost kicked me out of the Mingchang Group! He found out about the academic fraud, fortunately you repaired it in time, otherwise he would have made a big news to embarrass Bang Shun and you." ”

"Haha! That's it, let's have such an atmosphere? Daughter, don't worry, when Wu Ke comes, I will definitely help you get angry. ”

Wu Ke planned to see that Song Zhihe didn't really plan to join Bangshun, he just wanted to raise a fierce rival of the Mingchang Group as a bargaining chip for himself to ask Chen Mingchang for a price. Although the strength of Bangshun Group is much greater than that of Mingchang, in this province, in the field of food processing equipment, Wu Ke believes that as long as he is in Mingchang, Bangshun has no chance.

Although Chen Mingchang is not a good person, objectively he brought himself into this industry, and he was able to display his ambitions in Mingchang, and he did several big things in a few years. While bringing huge profits to Mingchang, he has also cultivated the ability to cross the business sea. From this aspect, Chen Mingchang can be regarded as his own nobleman.

On the other hand, Chen Qingyan has been helping herself wholeheartedly since the days of Mu Ke Company, and she can stand by her side without regrets in good times or bad. It can be said that without Chen Qingyan, it is impossible for him to enter Mingchang, and if he can't enter Mingchang, how can he show his ambitions?

Let Wu Ke betray the father and daughter, he really can't bear it. Fight for your own interests within the bounds of reasonableness, but never be ungrateful.

Bang Shun's second Dong, Song Zhihe, is a Hoda man, and he has all the qualities of a mature businessman. Really joining Bang Shun, Wu Ke believes that he will earn good returns. However, he has his stubborn persistence, Bang Shun is a foreign-funded enterprise in the final analysis, and no matter how much the Song Zhihe brothers flaunt their Chinese identity, they are also foreigners.

In his eyes, the open and secret struggle between Bangshun and Mingchang is the competition between foreign capital and national enterprises, since he has a choice, of course, he is on Mingchang's side. The meeting is just a play.

The two sides soon reached an agreement, and the location was set in the provincial capital, which was decided by Wu Ke. He deliberately made this meeting a stormy city, and the more people who knew about it, the better. Only then can Chen Mingchang feel the crisis and learn to compromise with him.

Yes, Wu Ke's purpose is just to force Chen Mingchang to compromise and make concessions, so that he can continue to work in Mingchang Group or leave in peace.

In the provincial capital, the most prestigious guest house, Song Zhihe, chairman of Bangshun Group, gave a high-profile banquet to Wu Ke, and many celebrities in the provincial capital also received invitation letters, and some media even reported on it.

On that day, the security of the State Guest House was suddenly strengthened, and many individual guests were told that the hotel had an important meeting and that the service would be suspended tonight.

At eight o'clock that night, more than a dozen luxury cars drove into the parking apron at the main entrance of the State Guest House, and Song Zhihe, Wu Ke, executives of Bangshun Group, and celebrities from the provincial business circles entered the hall, and then everyone entered the ink hall under the guidance of the staff.

Song Zhihe was dressed in a white coat and black old Beijing cloth shoes, with a ruddy face and elegant manners. Wu Ke walked side by side with Song Zhihe in casual clothes at the front of the crowd, neither humble nor arrogant. The waiters in the hotel were all surprised, who was this young man? Song Zhihe was a regular visitor here, and they knew his energy. But who is this young man?

Before those young waiters could react, Song Zhihe actually caressed Wu Ke's back with his right hand at the moment he entered the ink hall, and made a gesture of invitation with his left hand.

This young man can't be the son of a big man, right? Otherwise, Song Zhihe, who has always been arrogant, wouldn't be like this?

The Ink Room is another world, different from the grandeur of the hall, it is quaint. The dining table, chairs, coffee tables, sofas, and mahogany of the Ming and Qing dynasties, the surrounding walls are decorated with the appearance of the exterior walls of southern Jiangsu houses, and the white walls are simple and smart.

On the window side of the hall, a stream has been carved into it, and the sound of water hitting the stones is the background music of this ink painting hall.

Wu Ke secretly laughed, a Singaporean, acting more Chinese than the Chinese, and it didn't look like he was deliberately disguised. This is a strange phenomenon, many Chinese people have a certain amount of savings are trying to lean to the west, what dresses, coffee fried steaks, what ballet operas play marinated naan, as if only the west is called taste.

As everyone knows, many of the foreigner elites who have been rich for hundreds of years enjoy wearing a set of Chinese-style clothes and drinking Pu'er tea made in a purple clay pot. Culture is inherently mutually influencing and tolerant, and there is no distinction between high and low, noble and low, elegant and vulgar.

The guests and hosts sat down, Song Zhihe introduced all the guests at the round table, and the businessmen in the provincial capital who could talk to Song Zhihe were basically there. This is the effect that Wu Ke wants, the greater the impact, the better, the farther it spreads, the better, and the ultimate goal is to make Chen Mingchang nervous.

Song Zhihe, as the host, first delivered a speech:

"Friends, in the provincial capital, you are the host and I am the guest, Bang Shun's investment can blossom and bear fruit in this hot land, all of you take care of you, I Song Zhihe thank you in advance. But tonight, at this table, I am the host, and you are my Song's guests, so I have the final say on how to drink the wine. ”

As soon as Song Zhihe's words fell, more than a dozen waiters standing behind the chairs with their hands down poured wine for the guests in front of them as if they had heard an order.

Wu Ke took a look at the glass in front of him attentively, it was the kind of special large wine glass, the cup was full, and most of the wine in the wine measuring vessel was gone. This Song Zhihe is a southerner, and he dared to drink like this when he came to the provincial capital with a fierce drinking style?

"In this first cup, we welcome Vice President Wu of Mingchang Group who came from afar. ”

After finishing speaking, they stopped talking nonsense, and everyone knew Song Zhihe's habits, so they drank the wine in front of them together.

In this way, before the dish was moved, the wine was dried three times, Wu Ke was secretly surprised, this was the first time he had seen this way of drinking.

After drinking the opening wine, Song Zhihe waved his hand, and the waiters behind everyone retreated. This banquet is officially opened.

Meng Zhang, investment director of Bangshun Group's Northern Region, is the actual operator of Bangshun's investment in the province, and he can be said to know Mingchang Group very well. He asked Song Zhihe with his eyes, and he was the first to ask Wu Ke a question:

As far as I know, Mingchang Group is just a family business that has developed from a township and has a good momentum, but it lacks stamina. The middle and senior management are obsessed with personnel battles, unable to retain talents, corporate governance is not standardized, and listing is far away. You don't have any other plans?"

Wu Ke was unhappy in his heart, this should have been instructed by Song Zhihe to say it, it was very straightforward, it was to dig people! But you said that Ming Chang was too unbearable, right? If I send out a request to join Bang Shun at this time, you still don't trample me under my feet?

"Director Meng, it is true that as you said, the predecessor of Mingchang Group was just an oil mill, not even an enterprise, and it can only develop to this day when it is a good time. Managers are limited by their horizons and do not have modern corporate thinking, even after the transformation of the former vice president, they still change the soup but not the medicine. However, to explain that Chang's stamina is insufficient, I still dare not agree. The production park of Mingchang Group is currently the largest and most advanced food processing equipment production park in the province, you can't deny this, right?"

Meng Zhang's face darkened suddenly, and he talked about his sore spot. At the beginning, he was high-spirited on behalf of the Song family to come to the provincial capital to build a production base, and the preparations were not sufficient, but the production base designed and built was thrown two streets away by the production park in Mingchang as soon as it was put into operation. Because of this, he was trained by the Song brothers, and Song Zhihe also made a special trip to sit in town.