Chapter Seventy-Five: Negotiations Deadlock

Because of Feng Jiajia's obstruction, the peace talks between the Qidong Group and Feng came to a complete stalemate.

On this ground, Mrs. Song launched a large-scale offensive to impeach Song Xijun in the Qidong group.

Things have developed to this point, which Song Qidong did not expect.

At this moment, the old chairman was sitting in the study of the villa, and Song Xijun was sitting next to him.

"Say!" the old man was a little tired, and he was tired.

"What does Grandpa want to hear?" Song Xijun still had an indifferent expression.

"Presumptuous!"

"Grandpa, although we are friends with the Feng family. Cooperation is also a win-win situation. But is the win-win situation that grandpa wants to get by sacrificing his grandson?"

The old man was stunned when he heard this, when was he going to sacrifice his grandson?

Song Xijun also let out a sigh of relief and continued.

"Feng Jiajia, you have also seen her since she was a child, how is her character? Grandpa probably knows better than me! Such a granddaughter-in-law, even if she brings the Feng family here, I am afraid that in the future, she will not only be the Feng family who brought her!"

"Then you are taking this way to deal with the current cooperation? No tactics, no room for yourself, no room for the Qidong Group?"

"I've always taken peace talks seriously, but she mixed her personal feelings with it. No matter what I do, she won't be satisfied, unless I use a male **** to confuse her, or promise to marry her!

"And what are you going to do now?"

"I have sent all the materials for the peace talks to the headquarters of the Feng Group! Either they will change people, or you will change people!"

"Just for that woman?"

"Of course not, I'm for myself! It's also for the Qidong Group! When does Qidong need to rely on marriage to maintain its development? Grandpa, it's time for you to straighten out. Smoke miasma!"

"Alas, sooner or later, I will have to give up power!"

"Do you want to give up power or give up Qidong?

Song Xijun's temper, he has always known. It was the first time he had been so tough on his old man.

"Alright, I see!

"Grandpa, pay attention to your body!"

Before leaving, the grandfather and grandson looked at each other with complicated eyes. I put the words I wanted to say back in my heart.

The old man sat alone in the room. It was already dark, but he didn't turn on the light, so he sat in the dark, thinking.

Indeed, it has been too long to be comfortable, and it has been allowed to be allowed for too long! It's time to put things in order. In fact, from the incident more than ten years ago, he knew that he shouldn't be so emotional. And it's also the loss of some people's feelings.

At that time, he paid enough to cover up this scandal! But no one relented, and now it has intensified.

Alas, the Hee Army has grown up, and it's time too!

In the following week, Feng Jiajia thought that her strength could be exchanged for Song Xijun's visit. But I didn't expect her to be strong, and Song Xijun was even stronger. And it seems that the wind direction of the entire Qidong Group has changed!

The old man reappeared, and the original comfortable atmosphere of Qidong Group changed.

Of course, they did not feel uncomfortable for long, and in just one week, one-quarter of the middle-level and above of the Qidong Group were demoted, and one-third were transferred. There are also more than a dozen people who voluntarily resigned.

Feng Jiajia was also a little panicked. The person who negotiated the peace talks was changed in half, and with her attitude, the peace talks were almost completely shelved. It can be said that there has been basically no progress.

Today she heard that even Mrs. Song, who was originally invincible, was said to have been punished for being unfair in handling many affairs, and she was punished for thinking about it behind closed doors!

A lot of newcomers were promoted.

The peace talks were restarted, and Song Xijun was no longer in charge of the peace talks. The venue of the peace talks was also changed to a large conference room of Qidong Group. Qidong Group will not give up the interests of this peace negotiation on the basis of reason. Strong backing personality charm, oppressive Feng Jiajia is a little powerless!

Several times I wanted to meet the old man, but I was politely refused. Feng Jiajia was also a little panicked.

Finally, the old chairman of Qidong Group met Feng Jiajia in the chairman's office.

"Grandpa Song, it's long overdue to come to see you. It's all my fault, I just want to finish talking about it first!" Feng Jiajia showed her well-behaved and embarrassed in a timely manner, creating the image that she was still a young and vigorous little girl who was not well considered!

"It's okay, it's okay, it's boring enough to come to see me, an old man!" Song Qidong said kindly, jokingly, alleviating the embarrassment.

"Grandpa Song, you are so humorous, it's not boring to be with you!"

"Oh, is it? The old man is in a state of ecstasy!"

It's full of happy times for both generations.

"Jiajia, do you still have the habit of living in China?"

"Fortunately, when I'm not working, I'm a little bored! Brother Xijun is so busy every day that he doesn't have time to pay attention to me!" Feng Jiajia said coquettishly.

"Hehe, he's just a piece of wood! I'll talk about him another day!"

"Grandpa Song, my grandfather still asked me to say hello to you?" he said, he said, ......"

"Oh, what did his old immortal say about me?"

"Grandpa Song?!Why do you all say the same thing! I just can't pass it on, so I don't dare to come. ”

"Hahaha, he! I've known your grandfather for more than seventy years! When we were young, we grew up with bare butts. How many times have they been born and died together. We don't care about any of that!"

Talking about the old man, he seems to remember a lot of the past, and even his vision is a little blurry and wet!

"Grandpa Song, my grandfather often talks about your youth! Therefore, when I was called this time, my grandfather also hoped for ...... Hope ......"

Feng Jiajia said halfway, but refused to say it. How could Song Qidong not know what she meant? It's just that Song Xijun is unwilling, and this twisted melon is not sweet.

"Girl, if it can be as your grandfather thinks, I will be happy to see it. But you also know that Xijun is haunted by the events of that year! There has been no woman for so many years. I'm afraid he'll delay you!"

Feng Jiajia was about to say something, but a knock at the door interrupted her. She clenched her fists in anger and clenched her fists in anger.

"Come in!"

"Mr. Song, it's time for you to take your blood sugar!"

"Alas, I'm getting old! This body is getting worse day by day! Girl, sit down for a while, and I'll be back in a moment. Song Qidong struggled to get up and walked out on crutches.

Feng Jiajia behind him naturally didn't see the corners of the old man's happy mouth.

Feng Jiajia angrily hammered the sofa under him.

"Old fox, there is no truth!"

Grunted and stood up, his eyes shining darkly.

There was a sound of footsteps at the door, and I thought it was Song Qidong who came back, but it was Song Xijun's father Song Zhenyuan who came in next.

Song Zhenyuan looks like a weak scholar, not like a businessman at all.

"Uncle Song!" Feng Jiajia was even more annoyed in his heart, but he still screamed sweetly.

"Sit, sit! Grandpa went out to test his blood sugar and blood pressure just now, but he didn't do well! The doctor said that he might be too excited to see you! You also know that if he wasn't afraid that he would be excited, he would have called you a long time ago. I thought that the old man was in good condition today, but I didn't expect it to be like this. Why don't you live here today, there is no one else here but grandpa! Maybe things will be better in the morning. ”

"No, Uncle Song, I have a meeting tomorrow, and I want to sort out the materials when I go back today!

"Young man, it's good to be so rigorous! Okay, then I'll let Lao Wang send you!"

Feng Jiajia also stood up.

"Then I'll visit Grandpa Song another day!"

"Be careful on the road!"

"Uncle Song, don't worry!"

Song Zhenyuan kept sending Feng Jiajia to the car, and when he saw that the car was gone, he turned around and entered the office just now.

Song Qidong was sitting in the office, how could he be a little uncomfortable.

"Father!"

"Hmm!" the old man looked at his son with a complicated look in his eyes!

"Zhenyuan, I haven't asked about you, but that doesn't mean I don't know. I've tolerated you for too long! Do you really think Wanyu's death was seamless? I'm looking at the face of Zhan Jun. You'd better watch her and make her converge. Otherwise......"

Song Zhenyuan looked at his father, his face full of incredulity.

"Father, what did you say?"

But his expression felt a little ironic in Song Qidong's eyes. Why didn't his son go to make a movie.

The old man let out a sigh of relief and waved his hand at Song Zhenyuan, who was full of doubts. Song Zhenyuan wanted to say something, but after all, he still didn't say anything, and quietly retreated.

The old man sat in a chair. But it seems to be a few years older in an instant. He pulled out a picture frame from a drawer. Affectionately caressing the person inside. The woman looked like she was fifty or sixty years old. Looks erudite and intellectual.

"Manjing, is that really your daughter? How can she look like you! If she continues to mess around like this, I won't be able to protect her! You won't blame me!"

Tang Long came out of the villa, his eyes were a little scattered, and he looked aimless.

At the moment, his mind was in turmoil. Now he's nothing. He was kicked out. He was no longer her right and left hand. He became a vagrant. But being kicked out makes him worse than killing him. For a person like him, he really wants to die for this fate.

However, he thought of his children. Child, think of his innocent and lovely child. He was even more heartbroken.

Go to the Song family again, if you want to come to the antidote, he will go into hiding!

Anyway, he just looks for an ordinary job, even if it's a big job, so that he doesn't have to worry about his children anymore.

The night is so dark! I can't see my fingers! How many secrets are hidden in the night, and how much dirt is hidden!

At this moment, Tang Long held his heart. It felt so familiar to him! so familiar that he wanted to laugh and cry.

How many times, how many people he used to give this pill. Watching them die in agony. Finally, now it's his turn.

Bursts of colic came and he couldn't stand anymore. In front of it is the junction with the Song family. But what's the point?

He was going to die in the streets. And tomorrow's newspaper can only say that an unknown man was found to have died suddenly of a heart attack on the street. Who knows if it was caused by drugs? Who knows that he was disposed of by Feng Jiajia?