After some explanation, Su Changfeng still did not tell the truth of his conversation with Zhang Fushan on the phone.

Seeing this, Song Qingge did not continue to ask Su Changfeng.

After that, Su Changfeng had just left the company in Song Qingge's other car when he received a call from Zhang Fushan.

"Mr. Su, there is a little problem on the company's side, and I have come to ask for your opinion." Zhang Fushan, who was on the other end of the phone, said respectfully.

"What's the problem? Can't you solve it in-house? Su Changfeng frowned and said.

Moying had already acquired the Yangtze River Trade, and it was in the name of Su Changfeng.

However, Su Changfeng naturally had no intention of managing the Yangtze River trade, so he let the entire Yangtze River trade operate as usual according to its original position and business methods.

"That's right, Mr. Su, a person named Artemisia Huang suddenly came to our company with Lou Xiaoxiao, this guy is not good!"

According to Zhang Fushan, this Artemisia Grass is the favorite grandson of Mr. Huang, the controller of Hangcheng Industrial Bank.

Industrial Bank is a very well-known bank in Hangzhou, and most locals like to keep their funds in this bank.

Therefore, the amount of liquidity that IB can use on weekdays is very large.

Many local companies in Hangzhou have an inseparable connection with IB.

Obviously, this guy Artemisia Grass is here to ask the teacher for guilt.

"Slow, is there still a person named Huang Song in the Huang family?" Su Changfeng suddenly asked.

"That's right, the boss of the Huang family is called Huang Song, does Mr. Su have a relationship with Huang Gongzi? If that's the case, then the matter is well settled. Zhang Fushan on the other end was immediately overjoyed.

Su Changfeng said lightly: "I can't talk about friendship, but there is a little hatred." But don't pay attention to this guy for now, he is probably in a state of anxiety right now, and he doesn't have time to stumble on me. ”

"Ahh This ......" Zhang Fushan on the other end of the phone was immediately stunned.

If it is said that there is still some room for mitigation if it offends Huang Song, who is destined to be the heir of the Huang family, it is estimated that it will be impossible for Yangtze River Trade to get a loan from Industrial Bank in the future.

Any healthy company needs to have a certain amount of cash flow on a regular basis.

The main way to do this is to get a loan from a bank.

Su Changfeng said: "What? Is Changjiang Trade still subject to IB? ”

"That's not true, that is, in the future, we Yangtze River Trade will inevitably have to deal with the Industrial Bank, and I am afraid that the Industrial Bank will be embarrassed by then!" Zhang Fushan said helplessly.

"You don't need to ask about this matter, Huang Song's matter will be resolved after a while, just handle the company's business normally." Su Changfeng said lightly: "In this way, I will immediately go to the Yangtze River to trade and lie down, and I will meet this artemisia grass." ”

......

Soon, Su Changfeng came to the Yangtze River Trade Building.

Zhang Fushan waited at the door of the trade building with an assistant early, and after seeing Su Changfeng, he hurriedly came up.

"Mr. Su, let me take you to the conference room, that Artemisia Grass and Lou Xiaoxiao are already waiting in the conference room." Zhang Fushan said.

Su Changfeng nodded slightly.

The people of the entire Yangtze River Trade knew that their big boss was now surnamed Su, but they had never seen Su Changfeng's appearance.