Urban Black Technology Boss

After negotiating with Song Mingyuan, Tang Long patted Xu Yuanlong on the shoulder lightly.

Xu Yuanlong took off his earphones, and asked with a smile, "Are you finished talking?"

"En." Tang Long nodded.

"That's right, you're very punctual." Xu Yuanlong glanced at the time on his watch, just over nine minutes had passed.

He took out a pen and a few documents from his briefcase, handed them to Song Mingyuan, and explained: "Mr. Song, this is an entrustment agreement. I will formally accept your entrustment to handle this case."

Regarding Song Mingyuan's case, many people from the outside world were watching, and Xu Yuanlong didn't want to have any clues for others to catch.

Although he knew that this lawsuit had little chance of winning, he still took the initiative to take the case.

Song Mingyuan quickly signed several documents and said with a smile, "Old Xu, I'm going to trouble you this time."

"Mr. Song, you have little chance of winning this lawsuit. I hope you are mentally prepared to lose." Xu Yuanlong hesitated for a moment, and said bluntly.

He didn't hear the conversation between the two of Tang and Long, but based on the current situation, he made the worst plan.

Song Mingyuan smiled relaxedly: "It's okay, just do your job well, and leave the rest to Xiaotang."

Hearing what Song Mingyuan said, Xu Yuanlong understood that the relationship between Tang Long and the Song family was not simple.

Being able to represent the Song family in negotiations at a young age must have some unknown specialties.

That's fine, the Song family's matter is very deep, and he doesn't want to get involved too much.

Being able to bring Tang Long in, he had already repaid Song Mingyuan's favor.

If it wasn't for covering up this meeting, he would never have accepted Song Mingyuan's entrustment to fight a lawsuit that was destined to lose.

The outcome of this lawsuit has nothing to do with him, and he is happy to be at ease.

Xu Yuanlong quickly put away the authorization document on the desktop, pressed the beeper on the door, and called the guard outside.

The two left the detention center and drove back to the Jingtian Hotel.

Xu Yuanlong stopped the car, looked at Tang Long, and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Tang, although I accepted Mr. Song's commission, it doesn't mean that I will do my best for this matter. Everything depends on you."

"I understand." Tang Long nodded, he knew that Xu Yuanlong didn't want to take this case at all.

Xu Yuanlong brought him to meet Song Mingyuan, and he had already completed the deal with Xiao Yayun.

For other things, don't expect Xu Yuanlong to contribute.

"Mr. Song's case has attracted a lot of attention. It is estimated that the court will start in a week at the latest. No matter what method you have, try to settle it within this week." Xu Yuanlong let Tang Long get off the car, and reminded him before leaving.

Back at Jingtian Hotel, Tang Long told Xiao Yayun and Song Qingwan about the meeting with Song Mingyuan, and also told about his 100 billion RMB deal with Huawei.

Although Xiao Yayun was a little shocked by how Tang Long did it, but now she has no time to ask more questions. She is most concerned about the safety of Song Mingyuan and his son.

Xiao Yayun's face was very ugly when she heard that she was going to give up the shares of Zhiyuan Group. It was the hard work of her and Lao Song's life.

But for the safety of her husband and son, she could only reluctantly agree.

Fortunately, with such an outstanding son-in-law as Tang Long, she and Lao Song can also take care of themselves for the elderly.

It's just that for his son Song Mingcheng, the future is not so good.

Without the shares of Zhiyuan Group, Song Mingcheng will have nothing to do, and he can only be an ordinary son of a rich family in the future.

I don't know if he can accept this reality and accept the protection of his brother-in-law Tang Long.

If possible, it would be best if Song Mingcheng could come to Tang Long's company, so that he would have a serious job to do.

However, if this is done, will Tang Long have any opinions?
For a moment, Xiao Yayun hesitated, not knowing how to speak.

Seeing the hesitant look on Xiao Yayun's face, Tang Long immediately understood what she was worried about, and said with a smile: "Mom, don't worry, when the elder brother comes out, as long as he doesn't dislike it, I will arrange a new company for him to manage. I won't treat my brother badly."

New Era Group Corporation still has a lot of new projects to do in the future, such as high-performance graphene batteries, and there will be plenty of places to install Song Mingcheng by then.

"Mom, don't worry, we won't ignore elder brother. If he wants, he can give me my position." Song Qingwan held Xiao Yayun's hand and comforted her.

Xiao Yayun finally breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the promise from Tang Long and his wife, with a smile on his face: "Silly boy, that's not what Mom meant. As long as you can give Mingcheng something to do, don't let him spend the whole day drinking and doing nothing."

After negotiating this matter, Xiao Yayun took out a pre-prepared authorization letter from a box in the room, wrote his name on it, and handed it to Tang Long.

Tang Long took a quick glance. It was a power of attorney for shareholders of Zhiyuan Group, and his name was written in the blank proxy column.

This should be a document prepared by Song Mingyuan and his wife a long time ago, and it can be used at any time.

It's just that it's unclear whether Song Qingwan's name or whose name was originally intended to be written on the blank column.

With this power of attorney, Tang Long can represent Song Mingyuan and his wife to negotiate with the Huasheng Group.

Time was running out, so he had dinner with Song Qingwan's mother and daughter, and then hurried out with a copy of the materials.

Now he needs to contact the people in charge of the Huasheng Group, Sheng Guohao and his son.

According to the address on the information given by Xiao Yayun, Tang Long took a taxi to a private entertainment club on the Fourth Ring Road of Shangjing City.

Although it is located in the Fourth Ring Road, it is still very prosperous, with restaurants, restaurants, and ktv and other entertainment places everywhere.

When Tang Long arrived, it was already dark, but the Tang Dynasty entertainment club was brightly lit.

The Tang Dynasty Entertainment Club is the property of the Sheng family, and it is usually managed by the eldest son of the Sheng family, Sheng Ruiming, who is exactly what he wants to meet.

When Tang Long walked to the door of the clubhouse, a waiter in uniform came up to him and stopped him.

"Sir, this is a private club, do you have a membership card?" the waiter asked politely.

Tang Long's face was very strange, so he had to ask, but seeing that Tang Long was wearing a famous brand, he spoke very politely.

Tang Long said lightly: "I'm here to find your boss Sheng Ruiming, please send a message, just say that someone from the Song family wants to talk to him."

It was the first time he came to Tangchao Entertainment Club, and he didn't have any membership card on him.

Song Mingcheng and his son have always been at odds with the Sheng family, so naturally they would not patronize the Sheng family's property.

Tang Long didn't have Sheng Ruiming's phone number, even if he did, he might not be able to get through, so he had to come here to find him in person.

"Sorry, our boss is very busy and doesn't have time to see you. You should call the boss yourself." The waiter politely refused.

He had never heard of a guest surnamed Song here, and besides, he was not qualified to meet the boss, so naturally he didn't want to be troublesome.

Tang Long frowned, he didn't expect it to be so troublesome to see Sheng Ruiming.

Just when he was considering whether to ask Avril to check Sheng Ruiming's phone number, a chuckle suddenly came from his ears:
"Hey! It turns out that you are a local tycoon who wants to buy a Gulfstream 650, why don't you go in and sit around?"

Tang Long followed the prestige and saw a somewhat familiar figure.

A young man in an Armani plaid shirt and gold-rimmed glasses looked at him with a half-smile.

"Hi, Second Young Master! Do you know this guest?" The waiter at the side replied respectfully.