Shengbao opened his mouth, feeling very uncomfortable.
He has worked hard to run Singer for so many years, and now it has finally begun to take shape. How can he be willing to merge into someone else's company and become someone else's pawn?
But Jiang Yan was his son's savior. Last time on Shangguan Qiuyan's birthday, he also saw that Jiang Yan had an extraordinary status. If he refused, it would be unjustifiable both emotionally and rationally.
Shengbao remained silent, really not knowing how to answer Jiang Yan.
Jiang Yan seemed to see Shengbao's concerns, smiled faintly, and said: "Shengbao, you don't have to worry. Don't worry, all the properties of Shengjia will still be managed by you. You can make whatever you want.
I will not send anyone to interfere with your business, on the contrary, I will inject capital into you so that your business will continue to expand and grow!"
Shengbao was stunned: "Really...really?"
"What? You don't believe me?"
Jiang Yan asked with a smile.
"No, no, no, Mr. Jiang has misunderstood. How can I not believe you? It's just...I...I don't understand why Mr. Jiang would do this."
Sheng Bao asked cautiously.
"Didn't I already tell you the reason?" Jiang Yan asked strangely.
"said?"
"Yes, didn't I tell you that I want you to do things for me?"
Jiang Yan smiled faintly: "You are from Dadu, and many things are more convenient for you than me. Shengbao, I want you to join me, not to make any profit from you, but to help me complete a task."
"Don't worry, this task will not have any impact on your Singer family. On the contrary, it will bring you a lot of benefits."
Having said this, Jiang Yan took out a document from the drawer and handed it to Sheng Bao.
Shengbao took it and took a look, his expression suddenly changed.
"Jiang family?"
"Can it be done?"
Jiang Yan asked calmly.
Shengbao was silent.
After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Mr. Jiang and my Sheng family have a great kindness. If it is for nothing else, even if it is to repay this kindness, I, Sheng Bao, will definitely do my best!"
"Okay, I'll leave it to you then. Report to me every two days. I need to keep track of their movements at all times."
"Yes, Mr. Jiang."
"By the way, I heard that your Singer family has recently been discussing a project in Xihuan. Are you very interested in this project?" Jiang Yan asked suddenly.
Sheng Bao was startled, then smiled bitterly: "Mr. Jiang, what are you talking about? The Western District project is the focus of most people. I don't know how many big companies are competing. Who doesn't want it? But I just want to give it a try."
I went to bid with such an attitude that I never thought I could succeed..."
"So do you want to do this project?"
Jiang Yan continued to ask.
Shengbao looked at him in astonishment: "Mr. Jiang, what do you mean..."
"I said that if you merge with me, Longyan, I will make your Sheng family bigger and stronger. Now that you have made the decision, it is time for me to fulfill my promise."
Jiang Yan said calmly: "Later, you go to the project leader of Xihuan to sign the contract, and hurry up and make preparations."
"Sign...sign the contract?"
Sheng Bao asked somewhat dullly: "Mr. Jiang, that is a project worth nearly 10 billion! Even the wealthy and powerful super chaebols in many major cities may not be able to get it. How can I... how can I sign the contract? I am afraid that I will be responsible for the Western Ring project.
No one may be willing to see me..."
"I heard that the person in charge of the Western Ring Project is a man named Long Yuejun?" Jiang Yan tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table and said calmly.
Hearing this, Shengbao's eyes immediately widened: "Mr. Jiang, don't tell me, have you never heard of Long Yuejun?"
"I rarely hear this name."
"I...."
Shengbao wanted to scold her, but he held it back and said helplessly: "Mr. Jiang, this Long Yuejun is one of the seven great commanders of our Dragon Kingdom. Mr. Long is already sixty years old this year, but he is still active on the border.
On the battlefield, although he is old, he has made great achievements on the border and is famous far and wide. Once he strikes the border, enemies from all directions will not dare to invade! This is one of the patron saints of our country!"
"Oh, that's right."
"Right to what?"
"Just go find him. If he doesn't see you, ask someone to give this to him. If he sees it, he will see you."
Jiang Yan took out a bullet and put it on the table.
Shengbao was confused, picked up the bullet and took a look.
It was found that it was a silver bullet, but the warhead was already deflated and could not be used at all.
Does this thing have any connection with Long Yuejun?
"Mr. Jiang, is this possible? The Xihuan project is an officially supported project. It is said that it is also related to the war on the border. Otherwise, Long Yuejun would not be asked to take responsibility. With Long Yuejun's temper, he will definitely call someone with strength and strength.
The big technology companies are responsible for it. Even if I, Singer, have the technology to do it, others may not even look at me..."
"No need to be verbose, just go ahead and do it. Believe me, this project belongs to you!"
Jiang Yan said calmly.
Shengbao opened his mouth, sighed, stood up and bowed slightly: "Mr. Jiang, I'll take my leave now."
"Go ahead."
Jiang Yan waved his hand.
Shengbao left Longyan Company worriedly.
"Dad, what does Mr. Jiang want from you?"
Shengbao got into a Mercedes-Benz parked at the door. Shengcheng, who was sitting in the driver's seat, immediately turned around and asked.
Shengbao hesitated for a moment, then told him the whole story.
"What? You want us to sign the project in Western District?"
He almost screamed out loud when he won.
Qi Qi Ba Ba, who has recovered from his injuries, has also started to get in touch with Singer's business, so he naturally understands the Western District project.
To win this business is no less than reaching the sky.
"Dad, have we been tricked by Mr. Jiang?"
He stopped talking about victory.
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Shengbao's face was solemn and he whispered: "Mr. Jiang is your savior! He is very kind to our Sheng family! How can you say such things to Mr. Jiang? It doesn't matter whether Mr. Jiang is playing tricks on us, even if he really is.
Yes, we accept it too!”
"Yes...yes, dad..."
Sheng Chenggong whispered.
"Let's go."
"Where to go?"
"West Central!"
"No, Dad...really go..."
"Really go!"
Shengbao looked serious.
Sheng Chenggong opened his mouth and saw his father's serious face, so he could only bite the bullet and drive towards Xihuan.
20 minutes later.
The Mercedes-Benz parked in front of an old house in front of Xihuan Street.
Different from usual.
Today, there are two heavily armed soldiers standing at the door of the old house.
Their eyes were serious, like statues, motionless.
Shengbao knew that too many people had come to visit Long Yuejun in recent times. Long Yuejun took the trouble and asked people to guard the door of his house to prevent those people from visiting him at will.
"Dad, can this be done?"
Sheng Chenggong glanced at the door, feeling uncertain.
"You're here, let's try it first."
Shengbao took a deep breath and walked towards the door.
"Stop! What are you doing?"
The soldier at the door immediately shouted to Shengbao.
The sound is like thunder.
Sheng Bao was startled, and quickly took out the silver bullet and handed it over.
"Hello, my name is Sheng Bao. I would like to see Chief Long. Can you give this to him to read?" Sheng Bao said cautiously.
The soldier looked at the bullet strangely, took it and checked it, and found nothing unusual, so he said in a deep voice: "Wait here!"
"Yes Yes..."
Sheng Bao nodded repeatedly, feeling increasingly uneasy and lingering at the door.
However, a moment later, an old man in military uniform suddenly ran out along with the soldier who had entered earlier.