The little assistant on the side also looked at Su Changfeng very curiously, and secretly thought in his heart: This new boss seems to be a little young, I don't know if he can withstand the pressure of Industrial Bank.

On the way, Zhang Fushan constantly introduced the power of the entire Industrial Bank to Su Changfeng.

The controller of Industrial Bank is Huang Mingkang, the old man of the Huang family.

Huang Mingkang has three sons, and Huang Song and Huang Artemisia are the two children of Huang Mingkang's eldest son.

Huang Song has long been designated as the next generation successor of Industrial Bank, and the corresponding Huang Artemisia Cao is just a rich second generation who does not learn and has no skills.

"Listen to what you mean, do you think that this Lou Xiaoxiao is attached to Artemisia Grass, so he came to the company to settle accounts after the autumn?" Su Changfeng Road.

"Absolutely, yes." Zhang Fushan affirmed: "I have also heard of the reputation of Lou Xiaoxiao, a woman, who became popular by relying on the resources of rich people.

It is estimated that during this time, the big tree of Artemisia Grass was climbed again. ”

Su Changfeng nodded slightly, and said: "This Artemisia annua grass is really a wine bag and rice bag, for a woman to come to the Yangtze River Trade to rejuvenate the teacher to ask for the guilt, it seems that the old man Huang is not doing very well in education!" ”

Zhang Fushan followed and was silent.

After all, the Huang family is the controller of the Industrial Bank, and he does not dare to have any bad thoughts about the Industrial Bank at all.

Su Changfeng can say something like this, but he can't.

Under the leadership of Zhang Fushan, Su Changfeng soon came to the conference room.

On the right side of the conference room sat a man in a white shirt and a pair of expensive sunglasses.

And Lou Xiaoxiao always sat beside the man obediently, gently holding the man's arm.

Seeing Su Changfeng appear here, a look of astonishment flashed in Lou Xiaoxiao's eyes.

Isn't Su Changfeng Song Qingge's husband? How did it appear in the Yangtze River Trading Company?

"Zhang Fushan, you have such a big row, and you even let me wait for you in the conference room for so long." The young man snorted coldly and said directly.

With a smile on his face, Zhang Fushan hurriedly spoke: "Huang Gongzi, don't be impatient!" After all, what we are going to talk about is not a trivial matter, so our chairman decided to talk to you personally. ”

"Chairman? Him? Su Changfeng? Lou Xiaoxiao's face was full of astonishment.

Zhang Fushan did not explain to Lou Xiaoxiao.

Just kidding, if it weren't for the fact that Artemisia Grass was here, Zhang Fushan wouldn't even look at Lou Xiaoxiao with a straight eye.

In Zhang Fushan's eyes, Lou Xiaoxiao is just a play.

"Is this the person you're talking about?" Huang Haocao stretched out his finger and pointed at Su Changfeng, who walked in, and said disdainfully: "Come, baby, tell me, why did you provoke him in the first place?" ”

Lou Xiaoxiao immediately hugged Huang Haocao's arm tightly, and said in a loud voice: "Huang Shao, I didn't mess with her, he has a concubine named Kong Xue'er, who can't rob me of resources in the entertainment industry, so he gave Kong Xue'er a head."

I'm not going to mess with these stinky men, am I? ”

Huang Haocao nodded, looked at Su Changfeng with unkind eyes, and said, "Boy, which family are you the heir of?" ”

The Yangtze River trade still has a certain weight in Hangzhou's trade circle.

Therefore, after hearing that Su Changfeng easily bought the Yangtze River Trade, Artemisia Grass finally served on the snack.