The cousin was angry with Song Sanxi, but he came to the house himself.
Song Sanxi smiled kindly and nodded, "Secretary Wang, you are busy. Wang Shi is always here?"
"Haha, it's inside! What's wrong?"
"If you have any questions, please communicate with Mr. Wang."
Wang Wenjing was a little surprised, but still smiled and said, "Let's go in with me."
"Okay, please."
So, Wang Wenjing took Song Sanxi in with the report.
When Wang Wenhong saw Song Sanxi on the big office chair that symbolized authority, his emotions were very complicated.
On the one hand, I have to pay attention to this kid.
On the other hand, I quite hate this guy.
He stared, looked directly at Song Sanxi, and sneered in a low voice: "Hey, isn't this the new No. 1 Feng Shui master in Zhonghai? Why, what good can you do if you come here to me?"
Wang Wenjing handed him the report, and he threw it aside.
Song Sanxi smiled kindly and powerfully, "Boss Wang, of course I'm here for good things."
"Say it!"
Wang Wenhong didn't want to have a lot of verbal arguments with Song Sanxi.
Wang Wenjing, on the other hand, knew what was going on and went to refill Wang Wenhong's cup of tea.
At the same time, he also gave Song Sanxi a drink.
Song Sanxi still had a slight affection for Wang Wenjing.
This person, at least, is not that aggressive and is more than mellow.
Wang Wenhong wanted to criticize his cousin, so why should he pour water for his grandson?
However, he was still the boss of Zhonghai, so he held back.
Song Sanxi got straight to the point: "Boss Wang, there are no eternal enemies in this world, only eternal interests."
"I'm not good at keeping grudges. Not to mention, it's better to dissolve enemies than to make them."
“Rongxi Ecological Agriculture’s project in Guishichang really got the right time, location, and people, which is why we are so lucky today.”
"Of course, the relevant procedures are interconnected between your system and my company's personnel, so I don't have to participate."
"I just hope that this will be fair and just, and there will be no conflicts of interest. I also ask Mr. Wang to please not embarrass the company."
Wang Wenjing secretly praised, this guy knows the market!
Wang Wenhong smiled gloomily, "Song Sanxi, are you here to silence me, or are you here to teach me a lesson on ideological integrity?"
"Oh, you kid, when you eat such a big piece of fat in your mouth, don't you even spit out some of the oily meat?"
"How do you explain it to Nanhai District? How do you explain it to the city?"
"People in China and Haiti should not look so ugly. If you become fat in one bite, you might die if you look back."
The words he spoke became more and more sinister.
This is done according to China Shipping's rules.
After all, with a project as big as the Ghost Stone Field, Song Sanxi is going to make a lot of money.
Every link needs to be managed and rebates given.
Song Sanxi shook his head, smiled, and took out a cigarette.
As a result, Wang Wenjing took out a cigarette first.
Give it to Wang Wenhong and give it to Song Sanxi.
Song Sanxi smoked a cigarette, thanked him, and then said: "I understand Boss Wang's thoughts very well. At least, today's Feng Shui bureau of the new location is exactly what you want."
"In recent years, none of China Overseas's local bosses has successfully moved to the provincial capital to develop."
"Boss Wang, I'm afraid he also wants to set a precedent and become the pacesetter and flag of China Shipping. This is a personal honor and the glory of China Shipping."
"But for some things, the Feng Shui pattern is one thing, but the personnel management is another thing."
"Sitting on Feng Shui will only make you unable to control yourself and not enjoy it. Instead, you will defeat yourself. Do you think this is true?"
Song Sanxi is neither gentle nor gentle, and her words with a magnetic voice are long and powerful.
Wang Wenjing also secretly praised him.
Wang Wenhong couldn't help but feel convinced that this boy had guessed what he was thinking.
This has been his biggest worry these years.
However, on the surface, he said coldly: "Song Sanxi, don't learn to be a good person, as if you understand everything."
"We have decided to adopt your Feng Shui bureau."
"But in Zhonghai, as a human being, you not only have to do your duty, but you also have to be willing to shed blood."
"If you bleed, someone will come looking for you. I won't tell you more. Do you understand?"
Song Sanxi knew clearly that it was clear that Wang Wenhong and the others wanted to kill him several times over the demolition and occupation of the ghost stone field.
Song Sanxi smiled with a somewhat mysterious expression, and her voice became psychedelic.
"Boss Wang, Secretary Wang, do you know other than the fact that the Feng Shui pattern has not been favorable these years, do you know what other reasons have prevented the local bosses from Zhonghai from getting promoted in the provincial capital?"
At this time, both Wang Wenhong and Wang Wenjing were a little confused.
Indeed, they believe in Feng Shui, but they don’t fully believe it.
The position fate of the local boss of China Overseas is indeed annoying.
There was silence for a moment in the luxurious office.
The two cousins look at each other and have no solution.
Song Sanxi looked leisurely and took a sip of tea.
He nodded and put down the cup, "Secretary Wang, this tea is good! If I remember correctly, this is the ninth-year Pu'er, which can be regarded as the best quality product."
The Wang cousins were shocked.
Isn't this guy too awesome?
Even the year of Pu'er was clearly stated and completely accurate.
Wang Wenjing could only smile, "Haha, you are now the number one Feng Shui master in Zhonghai, so naturally you will be welcomed with tea, haha..."
"Thank you!" Song Sanxi gave Wang Wenjing a thumbs up.
Then, he continued: "Song, let's get to the bottom of it! What prevents Zhonghai's local bosses from being promoted to high-level positions in the provincial capital is not only the Feng Shui pattern, but also the human pattern."
"People and pattern?"
The Wang brothers were stunned and confused.
Wang Wenhong said coldly: "Don't be too pretentious and just tell me! Let me see, what do you have to say?"
Song Sanxi shook off the cigarette ashes, looked serious, and officially started class.
"Zhonghai, since ancient times, has been a place with strong folk customs. Hot-blooded, xenophobic, and headstrong, the Mongolian and Yuan armies cannot defeat them; even the small Japanese and Japanese dogs cannot defeat them."
"This is China Shipping's tradition and glory. But it is also China Shipping's fatal weakness."
"The local bosses are too stubborn, exclusive, arbitrary, authoritarian, and arrogant. They always suppress and squeeze foreign forces. No boss transferred from other places can hold real authority here, and they can't stay for long.
Long time.”
"There is no flexibility, tolerance, and generosity in human relations. There are only the ideas of the local emperors in the small circle of Zhonghai. They are headstrong, arrogant, and arbitrary. In a place like this, once the big bosses get to the provincial capital and get a higher position, haha, they will
It's a disaster."
"People want to reuse you, but they dare not. Because the bloody nature and fierceness of Zhonghai people make people feel uncomfortable in this world."
"Not to mention, if a person like Boss Wang with a huge appetite really goes out, I'm afraid he'll look even worse when he eats, right?"
At this point, all the Wang brothers fell silent.
It seemed that Song Sanxi touched something deep in his heart.
What Song Sanxi said does make sense!
Wang Wenjing even feels that this can be used as a dogma for his life.
Wang Wenhong was speechless for a while, and then said coldly: "Song Sanxi, you are so courageous. In Zhonghai, you are the first person who dares to say that I have a big appetite. This is offensive, do you understand?"
Song Sanxi smiled and said, "Look, this is so arrogant, isn't it? How far can the idea of a local emperor go?"
Wang Wenhong’s face became hot.
Song Sanxi made a last-ditch attack: "I can make you move west to the provincial capital. Of course, I can also make you dream of cutting off the provincial capital. Do you believe it?"