The seed master said: "This little thief does have some means, not only to create a powerful new type of earth-shaking thunder, but also to create a flying umbrella that can take people to the sky, Cai Gaotong Yang Four Thieves and their dog-legged Eight Road Jiedu envoys are killed and injured under his hands, as well as the rebellion of the Liao and Pinghe Hebei Tianhu...... Our Emperor His Majesty is afraid that he will also be blown up by his parachute thunder, so he is used to him...... In all fairness, this little thief has this ability before he is a weak crown, which really makes the old man admire. But he is unruly by nature, and he has no king, even if he makes contributions to the country, he will eventually become a chaotic minister and thief in the future! ”

Zong Ze said: "Old Xianggong, you and I are both buried in the back of the neck, I'm afraid I won't see the day when this little thief will make trouble and chaos in the court." Rather than letting him sit on the big day and become a scourge for my Great Song Dynasty, it is better to get rid of this scourge while he is still in his fledgling! ”

The seed master pondered for a long time: "Well, this is indeed a good strategy. But this matter is not trivial, once lost, you and I are not guaranteed to be small, if this little thief is angry with the saint, then you and I will become the sinners of the Great Song Dynasty! ”

"Well, this matter must be done by the closest people to you and me!"

"The last general is willing to go to Lanling to kill the Liangshan thief Song An!" The two youngsters said in unison.

Zong Ze glanced at the two young generals: "If this matter is successful, even if the two of you return alive, you will not get the slightest merit, because Song Jiang, the father of the little thief, has a heavy army, and if he knows that his son was killed by us, he is afraid of endless disasters." If this fails, you two will die, you can think about it! ”

"Die filial piety for your son, die loyalty for your ministers, what's the matter with dying!" The two youngsters spoke in unison!

……

Late at night.

On the wasteland outside Bianshang Beijing.

Seed Master Dao and Zong Ze, who were dressed in casual clothes, faced two young generals who were also in civilian clothes leading horses.

Beside him is the slowly flowing Yellow River, and the moonlight is slightly cool.

The two youngsters kowtowed three times to the two veterans, then turned on their horses and whipped away, kicking up a puff of dust in the moonlight!

"The wind is sluggish, the river is cold, and the strong man is gone-" The planter choked up and couldn't go on.

"It will be returned!" Zong Ze choked up and said loudly.

The two old men looked at each other and smiled, laughing and laughing, and the old tears were all over the place.

……

Even if it is to open a group, there must be a group headquarters.

Song settled in the Yamen of Lanling County.

Counting the lobby courtyard and living area, there are a total of four courtyards in the yamen, and on weekdays, Song An and Yan Qing and eight or nine of them live here.

Originally, there was some congestion, but now the various companies under the group are about to start operating, and each company has also built living areas, so Song An asked Yan Qing and other managers of various companies to move out, and let them live in the living areas of their respective companies, which is also for the better operation and development of each company.

In this way, there are only five people living in the yamen: Song An and his cousin Song Ping, Zhao Huanhuan and Qian Rong, and Qian Xiaoyue's father and son.

Song An cleaned up the courtyard into the group office area.

The study is the chairman's office.

The east and west wings are set up as meeting rooms and meeting rooms respectively.

The east transept room is set up as a finance and accounting room.

Regarding the reception, eating, drinking, Lazar, sleeping and having fun, there are Zhang Shuye and Qian Rong, the two old men, to worry about, and the proprietress Wang Ling'er, a local to help, Song An doesn't have to worry about it at all.

He has ideas for other projects, but he doesn't plan to do them right now. I've just been tossing for more than two months, I'm tired, and I need to take a good rest. The new project will be discussed in the spring of next year. I don't have to worry about eating or drinking, why do I have to live so tired?

He sat at the desk by the window, crossed his legs, leisurely enjoying the warm autumn afternoon sunshine.

Qian Xiaoyue, who is the secretary of the chairman, is facing Song An's desk, and she is sitting at the desk busy registering several company worker lists.

Bored, Song An looked at Qian Xiaoyue.

As with how she felt about her before, there were some similarities between her true eyebrows and temperament with Master Li.

Song An once compared her and Master Li to the same car, Master Li is the top high-end luxury version, and she is the standard version.

There is no cat that doesn't eat fishy, and in the same way, there is no man who is not good S. This is the nature of men, if a man says that he is not a woman, then there are only two possibilities, one: his taste is more unique; Two: Install X.

In the 21st century, Song An did not restrain his manly nature at all, and when he came to the Great Song Dynasty, where he could legally marry a wife and take a concubine, he naturally did not have to restrain himself.

But he has a bottom line, that is, he is lustful and not messy.

He no longer has a bottom line, and he will not "pick up ashes" like Mr. Zhu Xi, a master of science.

"You can look at it from a distance, but you can't play with it." ——This is Song An's evaluation of Master Li.

A woman like Master Li is suitable to look up in her heart, not to pounce on Dao, and although Song An wants to, he really doesn't have any certainty, although he has been in contact with Master Li many times.

This woman is so strange, so strange that people can't guess what is going on in her heart, so strange that you can't see any of her joys, sorrows, or emotions at all. It's so strange that you can't think of her as a person, but as a god, to look up to, to yearn for.

Qian Xiaoyue is different, she has joy, sorrow, laughter, and tears, she is a typical woman in the Central Plains tradition, and she is also slightly involved in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. A woman like her is the most suitable to be a virtuous helper.

If you set the positions of Li Shishi, Zhao Huanhuan, Ouyang Nana, Wang Ling'er, and Qian Xiaoyue in your heart, Song An is arranged like this.

Master Li: The goddess of admiration and admiration.

Zhao Huanhuan: Little baby with a heart, take care of your life.

Ouyang Nana: I became his wife in a daze, although it was a last resort, but this little girl really liked him.

Wang Ling'er: Mature woman, suitable for PY.

Qian Xiaoyue: Virtuous help.

"My lord, why are you looking at me like this?"

Qian Xiaoyue looked at Song An, who was staring at her in a daze, in surprise.

Song An hurriedly looked away: "It's nothing, I want to think about the future development of our group." By the way, you don't have to call me an adult in the future, just call me Song Dong! ”

"Song Dong? Hahaha, that's a good name! Hello Song Dong! Zhang Shuye and Qian Rong, two bad old men, walked in with a smile.

"Two bad old men, have you done the preparations before the reception? There are still three days left, Your Majesty Zhao, and they will arrive. ”

"Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed!" Qian Rongle came to Song An's back and pressed his two hands on his shoulders, "Just now, Qian Mou and Lao Zhangtou went to the factory shed you got after finishing their work, tsk, Xiao Anzi, how did you come up with such kitsch and lewd skills?" ”

Qian Rong, the old thing, originally called Song An with a "good father", and as soon as the relationship between the two became acquainted, he also followed Uncle Zhang to call Song An Xiao'anzi.

"Just think about it and it will come out!" Song An threw Qian Rong a roll of his eyes.

"Are you satisfied that the little girl is your secretary?"

"Very satisfied!"

"Then are you still satisfied with this bad old man Qian?"

"Of course I am satisfied!"

The bad old man first asked him if he was satisfied with his daughter, and then he asked him if he was happy with himself...... Is he going to make hair?

It's obvious that they want to match the rhythm of their partner!

Thinking of this, Song An was overjoyed.

Qian Xiaoyue lowered her head a little shyly.

"Qian Moufang just discussed with Lao Zhangtou, in order to make our relationship go further, and also to let Xiaoyue better help you-"

That's right, that's the rhythm of the introduction of the object!

Song An's heart was almost happy.

………………………………………………………… Ran goose.

"Therefore, Qian decided to marry Xiao Anzi and Lao Zhangtou as opposite-sex brothers, Lao Zhangtou is the biggest, he is our eldest brother, I am your second brother, and you are our third brother. In this way, you will become Xiaoyue's uncle, there is a way that uncle is like a father, so in the future, Xiaoyue will be able to help you as filial piety Qian Mou! ”

Qian Rong patronized himself and said happily, not noticing that Song An had already weakened and slid down the chair under the table.

"Third brother, what's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with you, third brother?"

The two bad old men panicked and hurriedly bent down to help Song An.

Song An pushed them aside.

"Get out!"

The two bad old men looked at each other as if they had fallen into a fog.

"Third brother, have you fallen into evil?"

"I'll tell you to get out! Gowen rolls! ”

Song Ansheng hugged the table leg without love, and slammed his head up vigorously until he was bruised.

……

Song An suspected that this was a conspiracy by Zhang and Qian, two bad old men and his father Song Jiang.