Xu Sankui pondered for a long time, as if remembering many past events, and said quietly: "From 1959 to 1961, there was a severe drought across the country and food production was reduced. Our Qilu Province was the most severely affected. The tragedy at that time was indescribable. Even now, decades have passed.

But I can’t forget those three years of hardship.

It was a difficult period. For chambers of commerce established by the private sector, it was difficult not to mention making money and even maintaining a living. Especially at that time, there was no reform and opening up. Whenever some raw materials were needed, they had to be approved by the higher authorities, making it extremely difficult to do business. Looking at the precarious situation

In the Chamber of Commerce, everyone thought of one person, and that was Mr. Song."

"Mr. Song's real name is Song Hanyi. His family has been in the fabric business since the Qing Dynasty. After several generations of accumulation, it has become very strong. There is no need to set up a chamber of commerce like us small businesses to stay together. But after everyone's repeated pleas,

Mr. Song is willing to take over this mess and use the resources in his hands to find a way out for us businessmen. To put it bluntly, he is not only saving the chamber of commerce, but also the merchants in Qilu Province."

"It wasn't until the reform and opening up in 1978 that business started to get better. Mr. Song took the initiative to step down as president of the Chamber of Commerce and Qiu Weimin took over. It was only in 1988 that I sat in this position."

After listening to Xu Sankui's words, Xu Shaojie frowned and asked, "Dad? The Song family is just in the fabric business, so how can it be so powerful? Besides, after so many years of social turmoil, how can the Song family's foundation be so stable?"

"You're on the right track." Pan Si spoke up: "Although I don't have a close relationship with the Song family, I know that in addition to doing business since the Qing Dynasty, the Song family also has members who shoulder important positions, and Mr. Song's younger brother

, was a senior general during the Anti-Japanese War. Although brother Song is dead now, his younger son is the commander of a certain unit."

"But it is said that his youngest son has not been home for eight years and may be dead. But even so, many people from special departments still visit his old man every year. Even those at the chief level must show courtesy to him.

point."

Hearing this, Xu Shaojie broke out in cold sweat. Thinking about his impulsive moment just now, his back was chilling. These slaps were worth it.

"Do you know why your dad and I are scared this time? When Mr. Song called me, we didn't even know how we disappeared. Mr. Song has given us enough face today." Pan Si sighed helplessly as he spoke.

Take a breath.

Qian Yixing, who was next to him, followed up: "I don't know what kind of bad luck this Li Siwen had, to be able to meet Mr. Song, and Mr. Song personally came forward to protect him."

"We don't know this, but one thing is certain. Before Mr. Song died, we people should calm down a little. As for President Xu, you must also use business methods to solve the problem. Especially Shao Jie, don't do anything.

There are crooked ways, otherwise no one can save us." Pan Si explained.

After hearing this, everyone nodded almost simultaneously, while Wei Dong, who was hiding behind, looked increasingly ugly at this moment.

Although Mr. Song did not attack him this time, the few words he said not long ago were deeply engraved in his heart. Especially after hearing the conversation between these people, he became even more afraid. If he was really targeted by such a big boss,

Not to mention lying, even if you want to escape, it will be difficult.

Wei Dong's mood was extremely complicated. Cold sweat flowed down his face as he thought about his next move.

"Professor Wei, are you okay?" Xu Shaojie, who noticed something strange, asked in a low voice.

"It's okay, it's just that Li Siwen was so angry that he caused so much damage to our project and couldn't even hear an apology." Wei Dong said through gritted teeth.

"Don't worry, when that old man dies, the old and new accounts will be settled together. And I can guarantee that he will never be able to open the Qizhou market." Xu Shaojie put on a look of eagerness and was bound to trample Li Siwen under his feet.

At the door of the teahouse, before Mr. Song could speak, Ding Zheng spoke: "Mr. Song is feeling unwell and I don't want to be disturbed anymore, but you are too impulsive. Do you really think this is Caozhou?"

"I'm really sorry." Li Siwen said softly without wanting to explain.

"Old Ding, you don't understand. This is what I like about him." Mr. Song smiled heartily, looked at Li Siwen and said, "Little brother, you don't have to be so polite to me. The Song family will still count on you in the future."

"Mr. Song, it's only polite for you to say such things." Li Siwen replied.

"Hey, ahem, I really want to hear your thoughts on whether you want to go with me, but I just can't do it." Mr. Song took a deep breath: "Little brother, the road has been paved for you. What's left?

It's all up to you, you should understand what I mean."

"Mr. Song, I understand." Li Siwen nodded.

"Okay, let's meet again when we have a chance!" After Mr. Song said this, he asked Ding Zheng to help him get into the car. Li Siwen hesitated several times, but finally failed to speak. He knew that he could no longer disturb the other party.

"Boy, Sister Jiang, I'm leaving too. Call me if you have anything to do." Chen Tiangang was very straightforward and didn't say anything more. He even drove away before the two of them answered.

"Get in my car." Jiang Li drove a car herself, and her bodyguard went into another car. Ten minutes later, she parked the car on the side of the road.

"What's wrong?" Li Siwen looked at Jiang Li and asked in confusion.

"Do you know that you almost died today? You single-handedly disturbed someone else's tea party, do you really think this is your backyard? Even I don't dare to do that." Jiang Li faced Li Siwen with anger on his face and said a few words

When she came down, she was like a big sister lecturing her younger brother: "I thought you were a very smart person before, but it seems you are also a fool."

"Sister Jiang, I did catch the tea party this time because I didn't expect that Wei Dong would plot against Zheng Jiayu. But although I didn't think of the details, I had already made plans to be thrown into jail, even if you didn't show up.

, they can't keep me either." Li Siwen said calmly.

"Can't keep you? Just brag!" Jiang Li wanted to turn up the whites of his eyes.

"Haha, do you still remember the distance between Xu Shaojie and me?" Li Siwen said this and stretched out his hand suddenly. When his hand appeared in front of Jiang Li again, there was already an extra button on his two fingers. Jiang Li's cheongsam.

The collar opened directly.

"I can pick off your buttons and pierce your throat. Under those circumstances, it's not difficult to control Xu Shaojie."

Listening to Li Siwen's voice, Jiang Li was shocked. She didn't expect that the other party would have such skills. She was stunned for a while before asking: "Have you practiced before?"
Chapter completed!