Chapter 654: Dismounting?

"Oh, you're Manager Song?"

Seeing this, the corners of Song Can's mouth also showed a smile, and then said: "Manager Song is really a great opportunity, there are so many jobs and things to be busy every day, no wonder it has only appeared now." 35xsā€

"yes, yes. ā€

Hearing Song Can's words, Manager Song responded with a smile, then patted Song Can's shoulder and said, "I said Old Song, your grandson is really fast enough, it's only been a few years, and he has become such a sturdy young man so quickly, don't look at it, it's still a little handsome." ā€

"That's really thank you Manager Song for the compliment. Song Cantian shamelessly accepted all the praises of Manager Song, and then said: "Manager Song, it is not easy for you to manage all kinds of opportunities, you are still so busy with work every day, you shouldn't have time to entertain us, it just so happens that we have something to do here, so we will go back first, and when you are done with things, you can call and make an appointment." ā€

Saying that, Song Can was ready to leave here directly with Song Xin and Song Hefan.

Just kidding, he still wants to give us a horse, Song Can has not suffered a loss in this regard.

Since you said that you are busy, and you have to have a meeting, and you have a lot of opportunities or something, then let you take care of it, let you sort it out, and then come to us when you are busy, but when you are busy, you will come to us again, and whether we are willing to agree to the appointment is a matter of two words. 35xs

Hearing Song Can's words, Manager Song's face couldn't help but look a little difficult, he didn't expect that Song Can's mouth and kung fu were so powerful, as a person in the business field, he often went out to deal with others, how could he not know the meaning of Song Can's words, if Song Can and Song Xin were to leave, they would want to make an appointment with the latter next time, but it would not be so easy to do.

Now in the high-level of the Song Group, there are also many children of the Song family, and he is also one of the children of the Song family.

The head of the Song family has a kind of life card that can show whether a person lives or not, and this kind of life card needs to be condensed with a drop of natal essence blood of the owner of the life card.

A few days ago, the deaths of Song Cheng, Song Hedong, and Song Heling undoubtedly detonated a bomb in Song's house.

Although there is a very outstanding son under this Song Heling, he is not much better than the loser who was killed by Song Can before, but the latter can be said to be fledgling in this Song group, and now without the support of Song Cheng and Song Heling, he has already left.

And the remaining Song family members are all beginning to fight for the property and rights of the Song family.

After all, the power of the Song family can be called Tongtian, and it is still the head of the four major families in Kyoto.

If they don't want to be moved, who will believe it?!

But in their hands, there really aren't so many shares, to be precise, when Song Xin left, he had 75% of the shares of the Song Group.

Although they also have a little dry stock in their hands, compared with the dry stock in Song Xin's hand, they are undoubtedly too inferior.

If they could snatch all the 70% shares from Song Xin's hands, then they would become the highest level of the entire Song Group in one fell swoop, so they invited Song Xin to come over to the Song Group.

If this is run away by Song Xin, then wouldn't they be beaten by chickens and eggs, and they will fall short?!

Manager Song also knew the power involved, so after Song Can's words fell, he hurriedly said, "No, no, no, how can I be busy? ā€

"Oh? really?"

Hearing this, Song Can looked at Manager Song with some suspicion.

"Of course it's true!"

After finishing speaking, Manager Song was dressed in a robe, and then said to Song Xin: "Actually, the board of directors on our side has been waiting for you for a long time, come, please move to the conference hall on the thirtieth floor." ā€

"Okay. ā€

Hearing this, Song Can also thought for a while, then nodded and agreed, and then said: "Alas, I still have some things to do, thinking about whether to go out, but now it seems that I have to stay for a while." ā€

Hearing Song Can's words, Manager Song couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat, and then the gaze that looked at Song Can couldn't help but be a little more dignified, this kid is definitely not an ordinary person.

I really didn't expect that Song Xin back then would be able to have such an excellent grandson in addition to Song Hefan's son, on the other hand, the few gentlemen in his own family are really more people than people, and they can win people by comparing goods.

"Hey, you're really good, it seems that you haven't been a fool in Kyoto all these years. ā€

Hearing Song Can's previous confrontation with this Manager Song, Song Hefan couldn't help but secretly give a thumbs up to Song Can, and wrapped his voice with aura.

"Well, I've been out there for so long, and it's not for nothing. ā€

When Song Can heard this, he also raised his neck, his lips opened lightly, and he also replied with a voice wrapped in aura.

"Grandpa, don't worry, as long as I'm here today, if those old guys dare to be disrespectful, I'll clean them up one by one!"

Song Can said this confidently.

Hearing this, Song Xin also nodded with a wry smile, but looking at Song Can's gaze, he was also a lot relieved.

This grandson of mine has finally grown up......

"Okay, this is the thirtieth floor, come with me. ā€

After Manager Song led Song Can and the others to take the elevator, he led them to a wide corridor, and at the end of the corridor was a richly decorated conference door.

The general picture of the conference room in the TV also came into Song Can's eyes, and there were more than 50 people in the huge conference room, filling all the seats in the conference room, leaving no half of the seats.

After hearing the sound of the door of the conference room being opened, a middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the conference room also slowly turned his swivel chair, turned around, took a deep puff of cigar, and after puffing out bursts of white smoke, he smiled and said to Song Xin: "Isn't this uncle? We haven't seen each other for a long time, don't stand stupidly, sit casually, be polite, and treat this place as your own home." ā€