Song Yuzhang

The winter in Haizhou is really powerful. It is cold when you say it is cold.

After the hot water was heated, the Song residence finally became warmer. Song Yuzhang was reluctant to let the big white bird suffer from the cold outside, so he asked his servants to carry the bird into the house.

The big white bird couldn't understand the kindness of human beings, so it fluttered back and forth. After a lot of effort, a group of people finally caught the big white bird. The servant took the big white bird into a warm house at the risk of being pecked through the forehead by the long beak. , After feeling the warmth, the big white bird shivered, and immediately repaid the favor with a big bubble of bird droppings on the floor.

"Dispose of the bird droppings," Song Yuzhang walked out wearing sheepskin gloves, "give it something to eat, and don't tell it to fly upstairs."

"Eh, good."

Song Yuzhang took the car to the bank, and Liu Chuanzong waited at the door to open the door for him, "President."

"Is everyone here?"

"It's all there."

Song Yuzhang strode into the bank. The temperature in the bank was still warm. Song Yuzhang walked a few steps into the conference hall upstairs. Liu Chuanzong pushed the door open, and all the presidents looked at the door together.

Song Yuzhang nodded slightly to the crowd, "I've been waiting for a long time."

Recently, major incidents have happened in Haizhou one after another. Several presidents don’t care about who was shot and who was executed. All they care about now is money. At the end of the year, the interest balance is not easy. .

"President Song, you gathered us here early in the morning and said that you want to solve the treasury bill issue for us. How to solve it? If you have any ideas, you can talk about it. It's the end of the year and everyone is very busy."

Song Yuzhang smiled and said: "President Zhao is quick to speak, and he is really straightforward. Since this is the case, then I will just say it. I want to issue bonds, and the chairman of the chamber of commerce has already agreed."

Several governors exchanged glances with each other, "Issuing bonds at this time? Do the common people still have money?"

Song Yuzhang smiled, "Why no money? The principal and interest paid to them at the end of the year, aren't these money?"

"You mean, tell them to send the money back to the bank?"

Song Yuzhang nodded, "That's right."

Several presidents were talking again.

Actually speaking, the profitability of banks is really not good. It is too turbulent now, and it is not easy to earn money. If you can settle the interest, it is very good. Haizhou is not bad, and many banks in nearby cities have closed down.

"Issuing bonds, the interest rate is not low?"

"Not low, three-point profit."

The three-point profit is really not low for today's banks.

"Then where does the interest come from?"

Song Yuzhang smiled again, "My bank naturally has my way."

The room was silent, and several presidents were even a little angry. The Song Bank's wealth and wealth are obvious to all. It is also the only leader among Haizhou private banks, not to mention investing in the only one in Haizhou. Naturally, small banks like them are not comparable, and they can't afford the three-cent interest, so why call them here to show off?

"Dear colleagues, we are all private banks. Many places are more difficult than those banks supported by the government. Since Song's Bank can be regarded as a signboard in Haizhou, it should also support and help everyone. If you want to buy, please do your best to subscribe, in return..."

Song Yuzhang paused, and said to everyone: "I am willing to issue joint bonds with all my colleagues, and I also invite you to join in the railway investment."

The conference room was silent again. Everyone looked at the young and handsome young man in the chair, and almost couldn't believe their ears.

Song's Bank is willing to issue joint bonds with them, which is to use their own bank reputation to endorse them. This is enough to surprise them. Song Yuzhang is willing to ask them to also share a share of the railway?

"Everyone, the joint bond absorbs funds and then invests them in the construction of the railway," Song Yuzhang pointed to the table and drew a circle on the table. Lee?"

"If you have cash in the bank, please take some out to complete the subscription of this year's treasury bills. Our Haizhou Private Bank is so supportive, the government will definitely give us a profit. I can assure you that when the joint bond is issued , the funds in the bank will soon be abundant, if you are willing to believe me, as long as we are united, the subscription of treasury bills, the settlement of interest at the end of the year, and the development of the bank in the future will not be a problem."

"There are too many private banks in Haizhou. Everyone does their own thing. It is confusing and difficult for the people to choose. Nowadays, banks are not easy to do. Everyone is their own. I will not talk politely. When talking about benefits, I believe there are many people. It's just superficial scenery, if you don't get enough to eat, you won't starve to death."

Song Yuzhang leaned back slightly, "One bank, people can't believe it, many banks unite, not only the reputation is greatly improved, but also the pain of competing with each other is avoided, just like the chairman said, let's overcome the difficulties together."

Song Yuzhang pressed the palm of his left hand on the table, and his eyes swept across the crowd forcefully, "The world is difficult and dangerous, and I would like to advance and retreat with you."

After his words fell, the several presidents were still silent, but the expressions on their faces seemed to have their own calculations.

The door of the conference room was knocked suddenly again.

Liu Chuanzong walked in, and said in a neither high nor low voice: "President, Director Liao is here."

"it is good."

Song Yuzhang stood up against the table, "Everyone, I have something to do, so I will excuse you first. Please consider carefully today's proposal. If it is convenient, it is best to give me an answer earlier. Time is tight. If it is late, I can only There's nothing I can do to help."

Song Yuzhang turned his face to Liu Chuanzong and said, "Old Liu, see off the guests."

Song Yuzhang left the conference room, turned around and returned to his office.

Liao Tiandong was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back looking at the scenery on the street. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he turned around and said with a smile, "Your place has a nice view."

"Director Liao likes it, welcome to visit anytime."

"Don't dare."

Liao Tiandong's eyes fell on his table again, his chin raised, "It is said that Song's Bank is piled up with gold, why, all the gems are used to set the table?"

Song Yuzhang wiped the pigeon blood stone casually, and said with a light smile, "I originally wanted to use it as a table foot, but unfortunately the surface is uneven, so it's not suitable for use."

Liao Tiandong was stunned for a moment. Seeing Song Yuzhang laughing teasingly, he realized that he was joking. Then he laughed twice and turned his head to look out the window.

Outside the window, a number of valuable luxury cars were parked on the street, and people who came out of the bank got into the cars one after another. Liao Tiandong knew these cars and knew these people, and turned his face calmly, "Call me so early in the morning. Come here, what's the matter?"

"Sit first."

Song Yuzhang sat down on the sofa, "Is Director Liao busy?"

Liao Tiandong also sat down on the sofa, "Can you not be busy? We have meetings for the railway every day."

"That's my fault, I called you here on a special trip."

"Oh, that's too much." Liao Tiandong raised one leg and sighed with emotion, "Let's get together more when we can, life is impermanent."

Song Yuzhang was silent for a moment, then said: "Yes, we should get together more."

Railway investment was originally a joint venture between Nie, Meng, and Song. Now that Nie Xueping has died, although the Nie family’s money is still there, there are always some changes. Meng Tingjing’s harsh words are by no means a simple threat. What is the current internal situation of the Nie family? , it is difficult for anyone to say, who will control the railway is still unknown.

"Director Liao, in fact, I came to you today because I have something serious to talk to you about."

"Say."

As soon as Liao Tiandong heard the "business", he became excited, and sat up straight with his back, because every time Song Yuzhang talked to him about business affairs, he was always the one who benefited. chat.

Song Qiyuan hurriedly knocked on the office door, and after a while, he heard Song Yuzhang's voice from inside, with a hearty smile, "Please come in."

Song Qiyuan pushed open the door and saw Liao Tiandong standing up from the sofa with a happy and satisfied smile on his face, "Brother Song, shall we meet at the old place tonight?"

Song Yuzhang smiled and shook hands with him, "See you at the old place."

"Director Liao."

Song Qiyuan greeted Liao Tiandong sideways at the door, Liao Tiandong seemed to be in a particularly good mood, smiled at Song Qiyuan and said, "Brother Qiyuan, it's been a long time since you went to the theater, you have to be busy, combine work and rest, don't Tell Xiaofengxian to miss you so much that she can't sleep."

Song Qiyuan didn't know if he said it casually, or hinted that he was approaching him on purpose in the theater, and hurriedly said: "Brother Tiandong is busy with things at the end of the year. Brother, go and ask Xiao Fengxian for a seat."

"Haha," Liao Tiandong laughed again, turned his head and flicked his sleeves in Song Yuzhang's direction, "This is where you are looking far away. In front of Xiao Fengxian, no one has as much face as President Song."

Song Yuzhang also smiled, "Director Liao is jealous?"

"Hmph, I'm not just jealous, I'm just admiring. I just hate that my parents didn't make me look like you, dude, haha."

Liao Tiandong laughed and left, Song Qiyuan closed the office door, walked a few steps to the sofa, his face immediately changed, "Nie's family came, and sent someone to send a message, saying that they would take back the 3000 million U.S. dollars they borrowed. This comes with a profit."

Song Yuzhang sat steadily on the sofa without any panic, and said flatly: "Got it."

Song Qiyuan sat down, and after experiencing all these things, he is no longer as indifferent as before. He raised one leg and frowned slightly, "This is a vendetta."

Thinking about half a year ago, the Song family was still looking forward to getting married with the Nie family, but after all this time, the in-laws did not get married, but they did have a feud, which was still a death feud.

From the standpoint of the Nie family, Song Qiyuan understood their feelings very well, but Song Mingzhao had already lost his life, so must a personal grudge involve official business?

When the Nie family was willing to borrow money, it was Song Yuzhang who did his best to facilitate the railway cooperation. If there is no credit, there should be hard work. There is no reason to cross the river and tear down the bridge like this, right?

"Let's end the enmity." Song Yuzhang took out a cigarette from his pocket. When he lit the cigarette, Song Qiyuan saw that the scab on his finger had fallen off, showing a little pink growth. "Then what should we do now?"

"Director Liao treats guests in the evening, and we will be there at that time, just in time to talk together."

Song Qiyuan said "Oh" and asked Song Yuzhang, "Should I go?"

"You?" Song Yuzhang glanced at him with a half-smile, "You're not Xiaofengxian, why, you want to pretend to be a play for us?"

"go--"

Song Qiyuan patted his thigh with a smile, "I'm not as beautiful as you, so I dare not show my ugliness."

"Oh," Song Yuzhang sighed while smoking a cigarette, "Sometimes a man's jealousy is also very scary. How is your record in stocks?"

When Song Qiyuan heard this, he said quite proudly: "Not many, I only won a few."

Song Yuzhang gasped and said, "It doesn't matter whether you win or lose, what matters is what you can learn in it. By the way, I heard that big brother is also flipping stocks and bonds?"

Song Qiyuan said: "Like, he's always looking for something to do."

Song Yuzhang glanced at him, his eyes were bright, "It's not the third brother, you take him to play?"

Song Qiyuan was slightly taken aback, then stood up a little annoyed, "Fifth, do you doubt me?"

Song Yuzhang leaned back on the back of the sofa and said softly, "Don't worry, I suspect everyone."

Song Qiyuan looked at Song Yuzhang in a daze, and then sat down quietly.

Indeed, Song Yuzhang could suspect anyone. The Song family not only gave him the debt, but almost killed him.

Song Qiyuan said in a low voice: "I didn't take my eldest brother with me, but I didn't avoid him either. Maybe he watched me play, so he wanted to try it himself, and see if he could make some money."

"In that case, then you should avoid him in the future."

"……it is good."

Song Qiyuan walked out of the office and closed the door lightly. After walking two steps, he couldn't help but turn around.

He felt that Song Yuzhang had changed a bit, becoming more tough and direct than before, which made him a little...see the shadow of Song Zhenqiao.

Song Qiyuan shook his head, packed up his mood and left.

Song Yuzhang took Liu Chu to the banquet.

After the winter, the mansion is still lush and lush, and there is no bleakness, even if the flowers can't hold it, they all wither, and there is no color at first glance, and there is no fragrance of flowers.

Song Yuzhang entered the mansion, and saw a slender figure in a black robe in front of the fireplace.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the man turned around, with a fair and handsome face, looked Song Yuzhang up and down, and said, "Why don't you wear hemp and mourning?"

Song Yuzhang was wearing a light linen suit, which looked refreshing and not bloated even in winter. He smiled lightly, "Ting Jing, I haven't seen you for a few days, but your mouth is still so twitchy."

Meng Tingjing showed a cold and angry look on his face, but his eyes couldn't help laughing, "Come here, I'll let you smoke."

Song Yuzhang shook his head with a faint smile, "No," he turned around and walked out the door, saying as he walked, "Hand hurts."

Meng Tingjing followed them out, and the two stood still under the tall magnolia tree outside the courtyard. It was getting dark late, and the lights in the mansion had already been turned on, giving off a dim glow.

"Okay?" Meng Tingjing said indifferently.

"not good."

Meng Tingjing turned her face away, "Are you so sad?"

His own father died, and it was only two or three days of discomfort. Nie Xueping had already passed the first seven days, so it's not over yet?

Song Yuzhang patted Meng Tingjing's shoulder with his hand behind his back, "Try to get shot in the shoulder, is it that easy?"

Meng Tingjing looked at his indifferent side face, her heart moved, and she wanted to say that this was not what he asked, but seeing Song Yuzhang's face, she felt a little joy in her heart, and when he moved a little closer, Song Yuzhang raised his palm to block himself profile.

Meng Tingjing grabbed his hand and put it down, "What do you mean?"

Song Yuzhang held hands with him, looked at him with a half-smile, "I'm afraid you will bite me."