Thousands suspect fake young master after rebirth

With the help of Zhou Wenshu, Song Xunnan's North and South companies began to show their strengths, and the number of registrations of major software exceeded five figures in a short period of time. This made the major investment companies that were on the sidelines at the beginning begin to reevaluate this newly established company. A company that has not been listed for a long time.

Song Xunnan said that working overtime is really non-stop, and everyone followed him and started to circle around again.Not only the problem of contacting the hospitals in major prefecture-level cities, but also the projects thrown by many companies.

"This Chen Qianfan, Mr. Chen, how much do you know about him?" Song Xunnan sat behind a chair in the office and asked the secretary across the table.

The secretary handed over the information: "Mr. Song, everything is inside."

Song Xunnan examined it carefully.

He had approached Chen Qianfan's people before and wanted to discuss a cooperation project, but the other party took into account that Nanbei was a newly listed company, so he shied away from thinking about it, and turned around and approached the Song Corporation for the project.

Of course Song Xunnan was concerned about losing a business.But there are no permanent enemies in the mall, and Chen Qianfan has a new project in his hand, and now he is willing to talk to him freely, and has the intention of cooperation, so he has to try again, to find out what this old fox says.

"What time did he say the appointment?" he asked.

The secretary said: "Tomorrow at 06:30 tonight at the Feiyun Hotel, box 703, Mr. Chen said that there is a game."

"Anyone?"

"In addition to Mr. Chen, there are also Mr. Wang from Dongfang Technology, Mr. Li from Nantong Company, and Mr. Sun from Caijin. There is also one who is Mr. Chen's guest of honor this time, but I don't know who it is."

Song Xunnan's eyes showed disgust, and he nodded in response: "I see, you go back to them, and I will go when the time comes. You can come too."

As expected, he still hates doing business with these elderly old men the most, except the wine bureau is the wine bureau, why don't they drink to death on the wine table.

The secretary nodded in response.

After he left, Song Xunnan resumed his work. When the alarm clock set on his phone rang, he realized that it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

It takes an hour to drive to Feiyun from here if there is no traffic jam on the road.He simply packed up and went out of the office.

When passing by Xie Yao's office, they were stopped.

"We're working overtime. Boss, you're running away first. You're not taking the lead at all." Sun Rongxi complained bitterly to him.

Xie Yao scrutinized Song Xunnan from beginning to end, with a hint of worry: "Is there some dinner party that requires you to attend again?"

"Well," Song Xunnan smiled at them, "Secretary Zhang will go with me, don't be lazy, and be careful to deduct your salary when you come back."

Lu Yuan: "What are you doing when you come back? After dinner, go home and rest. Do you really think the company is your home?"

Xie Yao asked Song Xunnan to wait, then took out a bottle of medicine from his bag and handed it to him: "Here, stomach medicine, drink less."

Song Xunnan took it and threw it away. He looked quite serious just now, and immediately became a little more casual. He raised his eyebrows slightly: "No, I don't have a stomach problem. Do I need to be so nervous? I just went to drink some wine." , not a big deal."

Thanks to his love of clubbing before, Song Xunnan can drink quite well, and most people can't drink him.

Xie Yao glared at him: "You can take it if I give it to you, otherwise it will be really uncomfortable and you will suffer."

Secretary Chen also came out after tidying up, and when he saw this, he was half joking and half admonishing: "Mr. Song, please take it, or they should worry again. You don't want Minister Xie to accompany you to the dinner again."

Xie Yao is pretty, and because she was worried that Song Xunnan would follow her last time, she was verbally molested at the wine table.Song Xunnan didn't know that he went to the bathroom at that time, but he heard a few words from others later, and never let them go to the drinking party again.

So upon hearing this, Song Xunnan couldn't laugh anymore.He grabbed the medicine bottle that was thrown into the air: "Understood, don't worry about it."

Because of the traffic jam on the road, it was already [-]:[-] pm when Secretary Zhang drove Song Xunnan to Feiyun Hotel.

"Let's go."

Secretary Chen helped Song Xunnan open the car door, and he got out of the car. After the doorman parked the car, he returned the key to Secretary Chen.

Feiyun Hotel is the top hotel in the city, with extremely luxurious decoration, the crystal chandelier above the head clearly illuminates the delicate embroidery patterns on the carpet, and every place smells like money.

Even the simple fried potato shreds here can be sold for more than 100 copies.

The welcoming lady in cheongsam welcomed Song Xunnan and the others to room 703 with a decent smile.

Song Xunnan said to Secretary Chen while walking, "I'm a little curious about that guest."

To be able to make Chen Qianfan spend such a large amount of money to book at the Feiyun Hotel, he probably has a high status.

"Two guests, please come inside." The welcoming lady opened the door of the box of 703 and made a gesture of invitation to them.

Song Xunnan stepped into the door of the box, and everyone in the seat looked at it.

"Just as I was talking, Xiao Song, you are here."

"This is Mr. Song from Nanbei Company? He turned out to be a young talent, and he is as talented as the rumors say."

"Xiao Song, you got stuck this time, and you were almost late."

Song Xunnan glanced over and took a rough look at their expressions.

The person who called him Mr. Song was Mr. Sun Jin from Caijin. It was the first time the two met, but the other party's company had encountered some troubles recently, and they were looking for a solution everywhere.

The rest of the old guys like to rank seniority according to their seniority the most, and they also show their intimacy with him. They talk about "Xiao Song" one by one. Those who don't know think they are friends for years.

and one more...

Song Xunnan looked at the person sitting on the seat in front of him with a smile, and bent his eyes to respond to the polite words of Chen Qianfan and others: "The traffic jam on the road just now took a while, but it's not too late. But it was 10 minutes earlier. Uncle Chen, I won't drink your fine wine."

Chen Qianfan laughed loudly: "Look, before I even spoke, you bet me back first. Good, good, don't drink. Sit down quickly, I'll introduce you to each other."

Song Xunnan sat in his seat as promised.His seniority is young, and he is also the most junior one in terms of seniority, so he can only sit at the bottom.

Chen Qianfan: "I'm sure everyone knows this, Mr. Song from the Song Company. Mr. Song, this is what I told you, Song Xunnan from the Nanbei Company. It's true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push forward the waves ahead. This rookie is better than me back then. too much."

Song Xunnan picked up his cup and took a sip of tea, wondering what the old fox is pretending to be. Do you know that we know each other, but our faces are calm and we smile politely: "Uncle Chen is joking. I told this Mr. Song a long time ago. We’ve known each other and worked together before. I just heard that Song’s subsidiary company is now being taken over by Lingdi, so I don’t know why it was Mr. Song who came here.”

The person who came was Song Hengxuan.

He was sitting in the shadow, the lamp was down from above his head, his facial features were blurred and he couldn't see clearly, but he could feel that his expression was not good-looking, and even his lips were a little pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

Song Xunnan narrowed his eyes and thought, sad that he hasn't seen anyone in the past few days, and he didn't continue to deliver things. It turned out that he was in the hospital.

Although the tone of his words was flat, the content was somewhat thorny, making the scene quiet for a moment.

Song Hengxuan was not angry. He looked at the corners of Song Xunnan's pursed lips, knowing that he cared about Chen Qianfan not telling him that he would come, so he explained: "I heard that President Chen invited you here this afternoon, so I told you Come. Just do what you want, don't worry about me."

As soon as he said this, everyone was surprised.No one expected that the dignified general manager of the Song family would say such self-deprecating words in order to please his former younger brother.

"So Mr. Song is Uncle Chen's guest." Song Xunnan smiled inexplicably, and looked at Chen Qianfan.

Chen Qianfan read the delicate atmosphere between him and Song Hengxuan, and was annoyed in his heart, but at that time he really had no way to refuse Song Hengxuan, so he had to say: "That's not true, that guest is still busy now, and it may take a while to arrive .”

His tone was a little cautious, and he didn't seem sure whether the other party would come.

No?

Song Xunnan was really curious about that mysterious guest.

Seeing that he cared, Song Hengxuan asked aloud, "Mr. Chen, can you tell me?"

Chen Qianfan said with a "huh": "I don't know much about that person, but his family is very powerful. I heard that he intends to develop in our city b in recent years, so please come here first to find out. It's just that the other party doesn't like social situations. , may not come."

Being able to not sell Chen Qianfan's face shows that the other party must have a strong background.

But this has nothing to do with Song Xunnan, he came to discuss business with Chen Qianfan today.

After waiting for a long time, no one came in, probably releasing Chen Qianfan's pigeons.Song Xunnan guessed that Chen Qianfan didn't show it on the surface, but he couldn't tell why he was angry.

Chen Qianfan couldn't leave them alone, so he said, "Don't just chat, everyone, come and drink."

The people who came here each had their own thoughts, and the scene became lively for a while.

Song Xunnan stood up: "I am grateful to Uncle Chen for taking care of you during this time, and I would like to offer you a toast."

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Chen Qianfan laughed and laughed.

Song Xunnan calmly went to talk about the project he was interested in, but was blocked by Chen Qianfan four or two times. The two chatted and laughed happily, but secretly scolded each other bloody in their hearts.

"Damn it, can't this old guy just relax?" Song Xunnan cursed in his heart.

"This brat is too difficult to deal with. There is Song Hengxuan next to him who is uncertain about his attitude and is difficult to deal with." Chen Qianfan took a sip of his wine.

After drinking for three rounds, everyone drank a lot.

Song Hengxuan was just like what he said, just to take a look, and didn't care about anything else.Someone offered a toast to him, so he reasoned that he was sick and had just taken cephalosporin.

As soon as everyone heard this, it was okay, and quickly took all alcoholic things away from Song Hengxuan.Even the Jiuniang dumplings were kept far away, lest he accidentally eat them and cause death.

Seeing that Chen Qianfan never let go, Song Xunnan knew in his heart that he was up for grabs. After finding out the bottom line, he asked Secretary Chen to help him up, while he sat down for a rest.

The disc on the dining table turned slowly, and a golden shrimp ball was placed in front of him.

Song Xunnan looked up.

Song Hengxuan was looking at him, his eyes were gentle and focused: "You haven't eaten much, so fill your stomach first, or you will feel uncomfortable later."

Chen Qianfan ordered a whole table of dishes, barely touched his chopsticks, and drank a lot of wine.

Song Xunnan stared at him for a few seconds, then turned around and picked up chopsticks and added a shrimp ball to the bowl: "Don't look at me like that."

His eyes were forced to mist from the alcohol, but he couldn't hide the indifference and disgust inside.

Song Hengxuan was stunned for a moment, then stopped in embarrassment, and said slowly: "Okay, I won't look at you. Just don't drink any more, as long as I tell him about Mr. Chen's project..."

"Don't worry about it," Song Xunnan bit the golden shrimp ball into his mouth. The crunchiness of the fried shrimp mixed with the sweetness of the salad exploded in his mouth. The taste was worth the price. He chewed and swallowed it down, filling his stomach The drink was finally filled with food, "This is my business, it has nothing to do with you."

Song Hengxuan usually doesn't talk much, but now he is sick and weak, and he doesn't know how to face Song Xunnan's cold face.He has tried both the good and the bad, but in the eyes of the other party, he seems to be wishful thinking.

"Xiao Nan, why do you have to torture yourself like this?" Song Hengxuan whispered, "I don't understand what you want to do, but now I see that you want to flatter yourself in the wine market for a project, and don't take your body seriously , I'm yours, yours... I don't want to see this."

Song Xunnan's hand that picked up the vegetables stopped, and he raised his head to look at Song Hengxuan's expression carefully, feeling that he understood something: "Do you think I am torturing myself?"

He laughed aloud: "Who am I torturing myself for? You? Then win your love and re-enter the Song family?"

"No, that's not what I mean...I just want to say that you can completely rely on the Song family and me. I don't want you to have such a miserable life..." Song Hengxuan wanted to explain, but suddenly he saw Song Xunnan holding a teacup Looking at himself, the words stopped there, and his lips were tightly pressed.

"Don't worry, I won't splash you with water," Song Xunnan took a sip of tea, smiled at the bosses at the other end, and then continued to lower his voice to Song Hengxuan, "I've said it many times, don't bring the Song family to me. Relationship. I don’t understand and don’t want to understand your mood. Song Hengxuan, I don’t understand you, so be your general manager and don’t come to me. Is it so difficult?”

Song Hengxuan's expression was hurt, and his eyes were black and blue from lack of rest, which made him look not as strong as usual: "... Am I boring you?"

"of course not."

Song Hengxuan seemed to be stunned. He raised his head in disbelief, and suddenly looked at Song Xunnan, with a light in his eyes that he didn't realize: "Xiaonan, you—"

"What an emotion that bores me. I have long since lost that feeling towards you." Song Xunnan calmly broke Song Hengxuan's unrealistic fantasy.

His feelings are like a balloon, previously filled with extreme happiness and extreme hatred, but day after day, this balloon has been poked a hole and leaked.

Once the emotions inside have been vented, they can no longer be filled.There is no need to refill either.

Song Xunnan's words were sincere, he did not hate the Song family.Hate takes a lot of effort, and he is too lazy to devote it.

Song Hengxuan's hand on the table tightened, and his rounded nails pierced his skin, causing a dull pain.The corners of his mouth adjusted for a long time before he brought out a smile, and forced to change the subject: "Xiao Nan, do you like that lily lotus seed soup? Let me turn it around for you."

He deceptively looked away first, as if the two had never exchanged any unpleasant topics.

Song Xunnan shrugged, and didn't intend to say any more.

Song Hengxuan almost numbly watched him bow his head to eat, and every time Song Xunnan wanted to raise his head, he would be the first to look away to avoid bumping into him.

However, before Song Xunnan wanted to eat another dish, he could transfer the dish to the other party and take good care of him.

He didn't say one thing, he hasn't recovered these days because he always has nightmares every night, thinking about the memories of his previous life over and over again.For a while it was the time he spent with Song Xunnan as the eldest brother, and for a while it was his sadness and regret after Song Xunnan's death.

But no matter what the picture is, it will eventually become Song Xunnan's expressionless face, using his calm eyes that want to look at strangers, and say the phrase "I don't owe you any more".

That's why Song Hengxuan wanted to rush over to see Song Xunnan after hearing that Chen Qianfan had made an appointment with him.

The result is just asking for fun.

He didn't understand what was not doing well enough. Song Xunnan obviously accepted the project he handed over, which showed that he had begun to soften his attitude.

Did I think in the wrong direction?

Song Hengxuan frowned and asked himself, but couldn't ask anything.

The knock on the door interrupted the people who were drinking and dining, and Song Xunnan looked up at the door.

The one who knocked on the door at this time, couldn't be the one Chen Qianfan mentioned?

He looked over curiously.

The door was blocked by a screen, and nothing could be seen.

Chen Qianfan was the first to go around the screen to meet him, overjoyed: "Finally, I'm here, I thought I couldn't wait for anyone."

"Sorry, I have been delayed." A very simple apology, because the other party's cold voice sounded a little serious.

Song Xunnan froze in place as he stood up, suspecting that he had heard wrong.

A piece of clothing appeared behind the screen, followed by a pair of straight long legs wrapped in trousers, above the waistline outlined by the suit, the shirt buttoned to the top, and the expressionless face.

Song Xunnan raised an eyebrow high.

If Chen Qianfan knew that he invited thousands of people who were afraid he wouldn't come, and had dinner with him every day, wouldn't he be heartbroken?

Wen Heng froze slightly when he saw Song Xunnan, and then nodded at him.

All the bosses thought they were saying hello to themselves, and they all came forward to say hello.

How about the old fox Chen Qianfan, who noticed Wen Heng's slight pause just now, and immediately said: "Mr. Excuse me."

"No, it was my mistake." Wen Heng flatly refused.

That being said, Chen Qianfan would not dare to let Wen Heng eat leftovers, even if it was a few hundred yuan a piece of leftovers.He hurriedly called the waiter and asked them to reset the table and change the dishes again.

The efficiency of Feiyun Hotel is high, and a table of dishes is quickly re-served, and the previous ones are torn down.

Everyone stood beside their previous chairs one after another, waiting for Wen Heng to sit down before sitting down.

Song Xunnan returned to his previous position.

His position is at the bottom, far away from De Wen Heng.Even if I have a lot of questions I want to ask now, I hold back and plan to wait until I get back.

Seeing that the waiter didn't have time to pour water, Mr. Wang on the side shouted, "Xiao Song, you can be quicker in a while, pour some tea for everyone and run errands."

It's like using him as a waiter.

Song Xunnan raised his eyelids.

He and Mr. Wang are neither close nor close, and only respect him as an elder.The other party suddenly said, is this drunk?

Before waiting for a response, Wen Heng pulled out the chair beside him, then pulled out another chair, and nodded to Song Xunnan: "Come and sit?"

He was seeking Song Xunnan's opinion.