Star Hotel.

The parking lot outside the gate was full of cars, and there was a crowd of reporters at the door, shouting and trying to break through the security guards.

At 7:40 p.m., security guards began to let reporters in.

"Let's go through the back door." Ling Xi hugged Jin Qiming's arm and entered through the back door of the Xinghao Hotel.

"Here we are." Ling Haifeng's secretary Feng Lan waited for a long time, saw the two of them, and directly led them to the small conference room.

Ling Haifeng had already arrived in the conference room, frowning and reading the manuscript.

"Come, Qiming, sit, let's hurry up and make the right draft." Although Ling Haifeng's hair was gray, after Ling Xi woke up, he seemed to have regained his previous vigorous energy, and his eyes were sharp.

Jin Qiming nodded, sat next to Ling Haifeng, and each of them wrote a speech. There are not many words, the main reason is that the situation is too sudden, Ling Haifeng doesn't want to give reporters too much room for imagination, lest they make something out of nothing.

Jin Qiming didn't say much, and hurriedly memorized the manuscript, but fortunately, he was superhuman, and he was already able to recite silently after reading it.

"This place needs to be changed." Jin Qiming said.

Ling Haifeng looked at the place where Jin Qiming's finger was pointed, and was slightly stunned.

"How much do you want to donate?" Ling Haifeng asked.

"Change it to 10 million." Jin Qiming's eyes flowed, and he said lightly.

Not only was Ling Haifeng stunned, but even Sister Feng Lan next to her was surprised. They knew that Jin Qiming had opened a company, but after knowing that it was a farmer's trading company, they didn't pay much attention to it. Agricultural trade is almost not linked to all the industries of Lingda Group.

"Five million is not a lot." Ling Haifeng reminded, afraid that Jin Qiming would be able to do so.

"Ten million." Jin Qiming said in a firm tone, 10 million is not a small amount for Jin's Agricultural Trade, after all, the company has just started, there are too many places to spend money, and taking away 10 million at once will inevitably slow down the company's development speed, and Jin's Agricultural Trade is different from other companies, Jin's Agricultural Trade does not lend money!

The reason why Jin Qiming insisted on donating so much was due to two considerations.

First, he expected that Ling Haifeng would not be able to handle the mess of Longquan Beer, the original idea was Jin Qiming, he had his own overall consideration, the strategy at that time was very aggressive, but it could encroach on market share in a short period of time. And the follow-up trouble is to be counterattacked by other beer brands. Regarding this point, Jin Qiming had already expected it and had a backhand.

Of course, Ling Haifeng and Jin Qiming were separated for a while, which led to Jin Qiming losing control of Longquan Beer for a long time.

Things are the same as Jin Qiming thought, Lingda Group relied on its strong influence and financial resources to invade the beer market in various provinces, and was strongly rebounded. Not only did some local miscellaneous beers begin to rebound, but even the major domestic beer brands have also felt the pressure, and they have changed from fighting separately to joint encirclement and suppression.

This kind of encirclement and suppression is fatal, Longquan Beer is only an unformed industry under the Lingda Group, and so far, it has not achieved a turnaround. If you keep losing money, it will be a big drag on the interests of the group.

And the encirclement and suppression strategy discussed by the major beers is exactly the tactic that Jin Qiming adopted at the beginning. They made up their minds to treat others the way they would be treated.

Ling Haifeng couldn't stand it, and he had to tie the bell to the bell, and he had to let Jin Qiming take the helm again.

On the other hand, it is because of Jin Qiming's godfather, although the godfather picks up garbage for a living, he is helpful all his life, and with his meager income, he sponsored three college students.

One of the college students set up a charity fund following the example of his godfather. Now that Jin Qiming has the opportunity to do a great deal of charity, he wants to do it to the end and simply donate 10 million! After the establishment of the charity fund, not only can you quickly accumulate merit points, but also remember the deceased godfather.

And Ling Haifeng thinks that Jin Qiming is building momentum for Jin's agricultural trade, if he just builds momentum, five million is already a lot, so he can't understand Jin Qiming now.

"Then we don't need to change it." Feng Lan asked, wearing a professional uniform, standing beside Ling Haifeng.

"With a slight change, the initial donation is still 10 million, and it will continue to be added in the future."

Feng Lan nodded, and immediately typed out two new speeches.

"The reporters have already entered, and you will have to face the reporters for twenty minutes at most, are you ready?" Feng Lan asked Jin Qiming with concern.

When the two met for the first time, Feng Lan thanked Jin Qiming on behalf of Lingda Group for saving his life, at that time, Jin Qiming had just been persuaded to retire by the Second Middle School, which could be described as embarrassing. At this time, he has grown into the boss of the company, and he has donated tens of millions of dollars.

How long has it been, Feng Lan couldn't help but secretly glance at Jin Qiming a few times.

"I'm out for a cigarette." Jin Qiming stood up and said.

Feng Lan and Ling Haifeng smiled slightly, thinking that Jin Qiming was nervous. It's no wonder that it's normal to be nervous when you're about to face so many reporters.

Jin Qiming did not explain, his Swallow Gang, with thousands of younger brothers, can be regarded as having seen a big scene, how can he be nervous in the face of a few reporters.

He walked out of the small conference room, walked outside the bathroom, leaned against the wall, and lit a gold leaf. He likes to hold a cigarette between his thumb and forefinger, and his movements are a bit old-fashioned, but he has developed a habit, and he is too lazy to change it. This is also at the Xinghao Hotel, otherwise, he would have to squat down and smoke.

Halfway through the cigarette, Jin Qiming raised his head slightly, squinted his eyes, and missed the godfather. When he was in school in No. 2 Middle School, he often skipped class to help the elderly pick up garbage, and the relationship between the two was not much worse than that of relatives. His first pot of gold, the golden apple, was also spawned outside his godfather's little black house.

The coolness of his fingers interrupted Jin Qiming's thoughts, and he looked down and saw that there was a drop of water on his finger, which was inadvertently thrown on Jin Qiming's hand when a man who had just come out of the bathroom shook his hand.

Jin Qiming didn't care, after all, the other party didn't mean it, besides, this kind of trivial matter is really not a big deal.

"Look at what, I'm not convinced." The man found Jin Qiming staring at him, glanced at the ten-dollar gold leaf he had sandwiched between his fingers, and snorted disdainfully.

Jin Qiming laughed angrily, he didn't blame the other party, this product actually found fault.

However, the press conference was about to start, and he didn't want to cause trouble, so he stepped on the cigarette butt and followed the passage to return to the conference room.

"Come back, did I let you go?!" The man pulled out a pack of tissues from his body and wiped his hands.

Jin Qiming lowered his head and chuckled, and slowly turned around.

He tilted his head to stare at the arrogant man, looking up and down.

This person was wearing a black suit, and the brand was also removed, but judging from the material style, it should also be a famous brand.

"Dare to look, you kid is finding fault, right?" The arrogant man took a step closer and threw a tissue in Jin Qiming's face.

Jin Qiming smiled, wiped his face, licked his tongue along his lower lip, and bit the left side of his lower lip lightly with his teeth, he was enduring it, until just now, he had been enduring it, the press conference was about to start, and more than 100 reporters were in the hall, at this time, he really didn't want to do much.

However, this fool really pissed him off!