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Song Fangzheng's acquisition signing ceremony officially began. After a simple and concise opening remarks by the master of ceremonies at the venue, Song Fangzheng appeared from the long shop to the red carpet of the podium, flashing all the way under the magnesium lights, and gave a speech on the stage in a high-spirited manner.

Everything went according to plan, and the atmosphere was unprecedentedly high after the generous and passionate presentation. Qihoo's legal representative was invited to the handover ceremony. When many media faced, a big stroke of the pen signed the handover letter.

Suddenly, the audience applauded like thunder.

The two sides held the handover of the book, shook hands, smiled, and let the media take pictures.

After the signing ceremony, Song Fangzheng expressed his next plan while the iron was hot. It will spend a lot of money to completely transform Qihoo from an old-fashioned traditional film and television enterprise into a new media film industry with digital informatization.

The novel blueprint construction concept, half-concealed and half-concealed leakage, so that the CEOs of the participating companies sounded very fresh.

Industry reporters are actively asking questions, and there is a great posture of the end. Lao Song will play the mystery at a very high level, let you know, but don't let you know too much, looking at you itching. Want to know? Spend money, I'll let you in and see.

So those who understand the point know that Song Fang is inviting financing.

There were many financing institutions present, but Song Fangzheng's pie sounded a bit big, and they were afraid that their financial resources would not be able to hold it. If you have more, you can't take it out, and if you have less, you can't use it. For a while, they were in a state of watching each other.

At this moment, Jiang Pingting appeared in a simple and capable white long-sleeved shirt and black women's trousers, and a pair of red high heels.

Many media immediately turned their cameras and pointed at Jiang Pingting. Song Fangzheng stretched out his hand on the stage and smiled, "Mr. Jiang, welcome." ”

Jiang Pingting nodded, and did not interact much with Song Fangzheng. Find your place and sit down.

The people from several financing companies present, when they saw that the Jiang consortium, one of the top financing institutions in City A, had come in person, they immediately salivated a little at the piece of cake that Song Fangzheng said.

However, if the Jiang family didn't really come up with money, they would definitely not act rashly. But Jiang Pingting's appearance at least made them a lot more moved.

Song Fangzheng controlled his tirade within the scope of everyone's patience, and was about to successfully end the handover ceremony.

At the entrance of the hall, there was a sudden commotion. When everyone saw that it was Mr. Su of the Su Group who was standing there. The media in the venue suddenly turned against the same collective as the grass on the wall, compared to the movement when Jiang Pingting appeared, it was simply a riot sensation.

Who runs the business media doesn't know that in the business circle, Su Yong is just like the big red star in the entertainment industry. Jump into anyone's field casually, that's news, that's the focus of the next day.

Could it be that the Su family also has the idea of coming to get a piece of the pie?! Several small financing companies looked at each other. The Su family is unrivaled in the real estate industry, and the total assets officially announced are already a few days, not to mention that there are still some who have not seen the light.

This situation made people gloomy and excited. If the speculation is true, with the assistance of the Su family and the Jiang family consortium, Song Fangzheng is afraid that it will be difficult to bite this cake.

But how did they know that Song Fangzheng's head was floating above his head at the moment instead of white clouds, but dark clouds!

Song Fangzheng greeted him with an inconspicuous smile on his face and said, "Mr. Su, a rare guest." Welcome, welcome, welcome. He stretched out his hand and said, "Please." ”

Su Yong didn't move, his straight figure in the suit was domineering, and he had a cold face, like a high emperor looking at the hand that Song Fangzheng was invited. "No need, Mr. Song's please, I Su can't afford it. Collusion and embarrassment, which is not good to talk about. ”

Su Yong's words were shocking, and Song Fangzheng's face changed unpredictably. The dog's nose of the media suddenly smelled the smell of big bones.

A microphone cowered and handed it to Su Yong, stopping in mid-air across him. Said weakly: "Can you please explain to Mr. Su, what do you mean by what you said just now?" ”

Su Yong unintentionally looked straight at Jiang Pingting, who was looking directly at him, and suggested: "Why don't you interview Mr. Song and listen to Mr. Song's explanation." ”

The microphone turned around sharply, almost stabbing Song Fangzheng in the face, and the voice of the question became full of anger: "Mr. Song, can you explain to us what it means to be in the same stream and embarrassed?" Is it purely literal? ”

If people's eyes can breathe fire, this reporter must have been roasted by Song Fangzheng, and the Chinese must have been taught by a physical education teacher. Literal thinking is a good word? Isn't this a pit for the old Song!

Song Fangzheng is completely awake at this moment, and Su Yong is here today, but I am afraid that he will not give up. At that time, he also thought that the people of the Su family were not easy to mess with. But when he thought that Su Mian was just a young lady, and the huge profits at his fingertips were about to be successful, he was tempted to take risks.

Song Fangzheng quickly analyzed the information in Su Yong's words in his mind, and quickly calmed down. It seems that Su Yong knows his own bottom, and since he is prepared, he will definitely not let himself go easily.

Things are already in trouble, and he must now make sure that he can get out of here. There is an empty shell of the radio media left, and it doesn't matter if you don't want it.

Song Fangzheng made up his mind, turned off the microphone in front of him, and chased Su Yong in the serious tone of an elder: "Young and young, you can eat things indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense." I'm almost your father's age, you're so bloody, forgive me for not being welcome here, hurry up! ”

"Look, everybody."

Someone noticed that the multimedia screen in the field began to play something automatically.

It is the latest review report on Honghui's finance jointly issued by several large banks. The same review results were stamped under the big red bank seals, enlarged, and clearly written that they continued to lose money and did not meet the financing conditions.

Everyone looked at it, as if they were slapped on the head, they all reacted violently, Song Fangzheng was cheating today.

The banks don't lend him any money anymore, where can they get their money back! If he is tricked, he will run away again. changed to a financial institution with a weak foundation, and was directly destroyed by him!

The atmosphere in the audience was obviously angry, and Jiang Tingting's face changed even more. Then, the multimedia screen continues to scroll out the files, allowing the anger to erupt completely.

Song Fangzheng's account details of the exit account popped up, and it turned out that as early as two months ago, he had arrangements to run away. What can be sold under his hands is long gone, and the remaining radio media building in order to hide people's eyes has also been hollowed out inside. In the later period, a lot of income also relied on the radio media to sell dog meat on the head of a sheep, and all the money obtained by fraud was remitted to that overseas account.

Among the people who came to the venue today, there were several companies that had signed cooperation with the radio media. Immediately, the crowd was furious.

Song Fang was about to run, but was kicked back by Su Yong.

A group of people pressed a fat beating.

The media in the field were busy, those who took pictures from afar, and those who hurriedly withdrew the camera in the melee, a shot was more than 100,000, and it was unbearable to break it. There are also those who are busy pulling racks.