Rebirth of Jinse Nianhua

Due to physical reasons, Song Wanzhuo has basically been in a semi-retired state for the past few years. Some important decision-making powers of the Song family have been handed over to Song Yin and Song Ning. To avoid all kinds of doubts about his physical condition from the outside media and company executives, and secondly, this move can also indirectly tell Song Yin and Song Ning that their father is not old and confused.

So I can only try my luck when I come to Song's headquarters today. If I'm too unlucky to meet Song Wanzhuo, who is always in the dark, I can only consider visiting directly.

The headquarters building of the Song Group is located in the most famous CBD in the center of City B. Not far from it is the famous super five-star hotel under the Song Group—Huangtinghaoyuan Xinyuan Hotel, which owns a building in the top-level golden zone of City B. The 88-story group building and a luxuriously decorated garden-style hotel are just a trump card that few people in China can hold up, let alone Song's other industries spread all over the country.

Big groups are different. Even the front desk in the lobby on the first floor is used to looking at people with their eyes above the top. But I was so angry that I didn't bother to talk to her about making an appointment or not, so I directly reported the name of the third son of the Song family. No., and the roll call must see Song Wanzhuo.

The small front desk was immediately overwhelmed by the unprovoked aura exuding from my body, and was talking to me a second ago, "Our chairman's time is very precious. If you want to see him, you must make an appointment at least one month in advance." In the next second, tremblingly, he picked up the phone and dialed the extension of the assistant to the chairman to ask whether he should let me go.

To be able to be Song Wanzhuo's assistant, I think he must have a good eye or he has been in the Song family for some years, so Song Yu's name is naturally not unfamiliar, so the answer I got was: "The chairman is in a meeting, and it is expected that two It will be over in 10 minutes, and this gentleman can wait in the chairman's office first."

Then I took the elevator all the way to the floor where the chairman's office is located. As soon as the elevator door opened, Song Wanzhuo's assistant was already waiting respectfully at the door, but when he saw me in the elevator, the middle-aged man immediately changed his face. It's just that I didn't immediately call the security guard downstairs to catch me and throw me down on the street.

Of course, I wouldn't give him this chance, and I reported my family before he asked me: "Song Yu is my brother-in-law, and I'm here to represent him to find your chairman today."

The middle-aged man looked at me dubiously, and finally turned his body sideways and made a fairly standard "please" gesture to me.

I laughed to myself, it seems that Song Yu's name is quite useful, and I must make more use of it when I have the opportunity in the future.

He walked out of the elevator in a big way, but was stunned the next second.This is the first time I have come to Song's headquarters building. Although I can guess that as the top leader of the group, Song Wanzhuo's office is definitely not that bad. I have never eaten pork and seen pigs running. There are so many business war movies. It's not for nothing.

But I never expected that just an office can occupy an entire floor of several hundred square meters. It is more appropriate to describe the office as a presidential suite, and it is also the kind of super large area, super luxurious decoration, A presidential suite with all the supporting facilities.

Seeing that I was a little dazed, the middle-aged man made another "please" gesture: "this way please."

"Oh, good." He lifted his chin that was about to fall, and walked in. He couldn't help but think that all of this will belong to Song Yu in the future, and Song Yu's will be mine, and I will replace it with an equivalent value ,Wow ha ha ha ha.

Song Wanzhuo's assistant took me all the way to a place similar to a side hall, made a cup of coffee and brought it up, and then stepped back to a position diagonally in front of me and stood with hands down.

As soon as I smelled the aroma, I knew that this cup of coffee was definitely worth a fortune, but I also restrained my inner excitement and carried the coffee cup to my mouth as elegantly as possible and took a sip.

"The aroma is very strong and has a long-lasting fruity taste." I couldn't help but admire, "This should be the most authentic Blue Mountain coffee from Jamaica."

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows indistinctly, and replied, "Yes."

Today, 99.9% of the Blue Mountain coffee that can be drunk in China is only planted near the Blue Mountains. Only the coffee produced in the 1600 hectares above 6000 meters above sea level can be called the real Blue Mountain coffee, so it is definitely not a domestic coffee. You can get it in any cafe for tens of dollars.

Just when I was still immersed in the rich aroma of the cup of Blue Mountain coffee that I may not be able to drink with money, Song Wanzhuo appeared.

"Chairman." The middle-aged man took the initiative to greet him, "This one who claims to be the third son..."

"Okay, you go out first." Song Wanzhuo interrupted the assistant directly with a wave of his hand, without anger, "Stay at the door and don't let anyone in."

"Okay." He was as obedient as something.

Song Wanzhuo and I were the only two people left in the huge space. In fact, I was still a little bit empty in my heart, so I immediately put down the cup and stood up. It was just a small role just now, and now I can't take it lightly.

"Hello, Uncle Song, my name is Ruan Jitong, and Song Yu is my brother-in-law." He first sent a sweet smile, which made him lose his temper even if he wanted to be angry.

Song Wanzhuo ignored me, glanced at me blankly, and then sat down on the sofa opposite me. After he sat down, I also sat down, with a proper smile on his face from beginning to end.

"Tell me, why did you come to see me?" Song Wanzhuo was straightforward, he didn't even give me a chance to greet politely, and hit the nail on the head.

Before I came here, I had already planned out my thoughts, thought out a strategy, and simulated the development of the plot. I was not afraid of being deliberately made things difficult by Song Wanzhuo. How innocent and innocent: "Don't Uncle Song know that Brother Song Yin set fire to his brother-in-law's advertising company? Now the landlord and clients are bothering his brother-in-law, and it has escalated to the point where he can't just lose money , my brother-in-law’s reputation and the company’s business were almost ruined.”

Song Wanzhuo showed a slightly surprised look, but quickly covered it up with an unfathomable expression, laughing at my exaggeration as if it had nothing to do with him: "Ruan Jitong, you need evidence to say this, even if there is a conflict between the two brothers, But it can't be like you said."

"Although I don't have any evidence, Uncle Song, with your piercing eyes, you must be able to tell whether brother Song Yin is dealing with brother-in-law." This is Ruan Jitong's creed in life.

Song Wanzhuo twitched the corners of his mouth, and said flatly, "It's really overrated."

"This is what I say from the bottom of my heart!" I hurriedly raised my right hand to make an oath, matching the extremely serious and serious expression on my face, "Besides, my brother-in-law already has plans to return to the Song family to help, so who else can help me besides Song Yin?" Will you offer one to your brother-in-law at this pass? Do you think so?"

Song Wanzhuo's eyes lit up when he heard it: "Xiaoyu plans to come back to help?"

"Yeah, but my brother-in-law is very emotional. Now that something like this happened again, in order to maintain the relationship between brothers, I think he should reconsider whether to come back to help. Even today I came to find Uncle Song. He kept it from his brother-in-law." Turning the corner, he put gold on Song Yu's face and stomped Song Yin to death.

Song Wanzhuo stopped talking, his thick eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

"Uncle Song?" I called out cautiously.

The corner of Song Wanzhuo's eyes twitched, and he finally came back to his senses, but in the next second he unceremoniously issued the eviction order: "I see, you can leave now."

"?" I widened my eyes in surprise, the development of the plot did not follow my script at all.

"What?" Song Wanzhuo glanced at the coffee on the table indiscriminately, then looked at me with some amusement, and teased, "Do you still want to stay for dinner?"

"No, no, no." Hastily waved his hands, but his heart became more and more flustered. Sure enough, Jiang is still old and hot. What is this? Why don't you give me an answer?Do you want to believe that Song Yin is playing tricks behind your back? Give me an accurate answer!

Song Wanzhuo stood up suddenly, raised his finger and pointed outside: "Then please."

"I..." I subconsciously grabbed the armrest of the sofa and scratched it hard. To be honest, I really wanted to stay here and not leave. It was too frustrating to leave like this without achieving my goal.

Song Wanzhuo looked like he was enjoying the show, with his hands folded in front of his chest, and he looked down at me condescendingly. This stare made me salivate but I couldn't think of a way to delay it.

Then, Song Wanzhuo said quietly again: "Go back and tell Xiaoyu, if you can't even solve such a small matter, you don't have to come back."

"Is this considered a trivial matter?" I really knelt down!

"Isn't it?" Song Wanzhuo, an old fox, pretended to be very surprised, "If you want to be the heir of the Song family, if you don't even have this ability, what can you say?"

"But……"

I still wanted to fight for something for Song Yu, but Song Wanzhuo cut off my words abruptly with a wave of his hand: "There is nothing but, even if Song Yin set this fire up, I wouldn't ask anything. If I don’t even have this courage, I will directly choose to give up on him, completely.”

Song Wanzhuo bit the last few words very hard, I knew he wasn't joking with me.

"Since this is the case..." At this time, there is nothing left to do, so I also stood up, first respectfully gave Song Wanzhuo a junior salute, and then stood up straight with a rebellious face, "Then we will wait and see." Well, Uncle Song just needs to be a good audience, and don't need to do anything else, because I believe that brother-in-law will let you know what it means to be a real winner and loser."

"Really?" Song Wanzhuo looked disdainful.

"Could it be that Uncle Song expects the Song family to fall into the hands of that idiot Song Yin in the future?" I laughed dryly, tore off the mask of the obedient student, and said half-threateningly and half-provocatively, "As far as I know, since Song Yin took over The Song family was immediately overtaken by the Zhou family, and Uncle Song is an extremely smart person, and there is only one who can help you stabilize the Song family. Everyone knows very well, but there are some things that are inconvenient to say." So far I intentionally paused for two seconds to allow Song Wanzhuo to digest what I just said, then leaned forward slightly to look at him at close range, raised my eyebrows and asked, "Do you think so?"

"Oh." Song Wanzhuo sneered. He tried his best to hide it, but his old face changed several colors in an instant. It seems that the effect of the aggressive method is really good.

"Uncle Song stay, I'll go first." Finally, he smiled triumphantly, and without looking at Song Wanzhuo, he patted his butt and left.

Although Song Yin couldn't be pulled down today, Song Wanzhuo should have no expectations for this idiot son. Song Yu will belong to such a big Song family sooner or later.

2014-03-17

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