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The two walked to the parking lot side by side, and there was a person standing next to the wine red BMW. It was Lei Meng who hadn't seen Song Sifan for a week.

Lei Meng also saw Song Sifan, his expression revealed a subtle tension, and he quietly retracted his hands behind his back.Song Sifan had already seen that what Lei Meng was holding in his hand was the spare key of the BMW. He took out his own car key and shook it, reminding Lei Meng not to make unnecessary struggles.

Lei Meng drove a small car to work this morning, but when he got off work, the small car went on strike. After trying various methods and failing to bring it back to life, Lei Meng found that Song Sifan's car was still parked in the project management In the dedicated parking space for department directors.At this time, it was already past the off-duty time, and Lei Meng wisely ran to Song Sifan's office to see if there was no one there, and wishfully thought that he had already left by other means of transportation.Song Sifan had given Lei Meng the spare key of the BMW car before, so he was going to drive Song Sifan's car home secretly, and drive over early tomorrow morning to park it.

I thought it was a perfect plan without anyone noticing, but I was caught as soon as I took out the car keys.Raymond stood there awkwardly, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

Mr. Qiujiang watched their interaction with a smile all the way, and his eyes stayed on Lei Meng's red and swollen face for a while, "This is the friend you sent to the hospital in the middle of the night?"

"Well, this is my colleague, Raymond from the sales department." Song Sifan introduced reluctantly. He turned around, a little confused about how to introduce Mr. Qiu Jiang.

Mr. Qiu Jiang didn't care about his troubles at all, took out a business card and handed it to Lei Meng with both hands.

Lei Meng took it over flattered, and looked at Song Sifan at a loss, what's the situation?

Mr. Qiujiang stood aside with his arms folded, smiling kindly.He completely lost the sense of alienation he had towards the top executives of the Zia Group in the meeting room. He was just a refined middle-aged scholar with warm eyes, modesty and courtesy, and a pair of phoenix eyes looking forward. Lei Meng felt a bit like Song Sifan.

If it was normal, Raymond would not mind chatting with him in a versatile manner, but the atmosphere at this moment is too weird, with both the embarrassment of being caught and the inner troubles, facing the troubles that have troubled him for several days The source is Song Sifan, Lei Meng's mind is like a ball of thread played by a cat, he doesn't know where to start, so he can only lower his head and study the business card in his hand.

【Chia Group Chief Financial Officer?Song Qiujiang]

CFO?Song Sifan is indeed a related household, and it is also a relationship with the group headquarters. No wonder he treated the project management department with a look of disdain before. With the deep sea relationship of the headquarters, he naturally looks down on fish and shrimps in small puddles.

But... also surnamed Song?Raymond looked at the two suspiciously. Are they related?

Looking at his reaction, Mr. Qiujiang found it very interesting, and turned to Song Sifan, "Did you tell him? I thought you..."

Song Sifan held his forehead, and his tone was full of helplessness, "Dad, stop making trouble."

dad?

Sparks ignited where the business card touched the finger, spread along the nerves of the arm, and exploded in the brain.Raymond's fingers trembled slightly, he raised his head, his eyes were blank and he couldn't see the focus. Could it be that Xiaokoukou's car broke down to let him discover this shocking secret?

"You, you are..."

But the other party didn't notice his shock at all, instead he smiled happily, "Hello, I'm Song Sifan's father, Song Qiujiang."

"Hello, Mr. Song!" Lei Meng hurriedly put his business card into his pocket, and shook his hand.

"Just call Uncle." Song Qiujiang looked at him lovingly, "Thank you for taking care of Sifan during this time."

How did you feel when you met your parents?Lei Meng secretly looked at Song Sifan, who turned his head to look at the sky with a look of nothing to do with him.

"Uncle, Uncle." Lei Meng scratched his head embarrassingly, "Actually, I have been taken care of by Song Sifan a lot, so I should thank him."

"Oh?" Song Qiujiang turned to Song Sifan with a smile, and said meaningfully, "So my son likes to take care of others so much."

"Aren't you going to eat? Do you still want to go?" Song Sifan opened the car door, turned to Lei Meng and said, "I'll see you off by the way."

"No, no need, let's go, I won't delay you." Raymond didn't dare to get in the car, one fox was enough for him, now a brood of foxes came, and they ran away quickly, "My name is Get a taxi, uncle goodbye!"

Watching him leave, Song Qiujiang said leisurely, "He only said goodbye to me."

Song Sifan: "..."

"I think you should take good care of others."

Song Sifan: "..."

Song Qiujiang muttered to himself, opened the BMW door and got into the co-pilot, "Why did you buy such a cheap car?"

Song Sifan answered him dryly, "No money."

After adjusting a comfortable sitting position, Song Qiujiang caressed the interior of the BMW nonchalantly, "The Aston Martin at home is still waiting for you to go back."

Song Sifan ignored the deep meaning in his words and asked directly, "What do you want to eat?"

"You choose, a cleaner place will do."

***********

On the second day, Lei Meng didn't see Song Qiujiang, but when he was demonstrating the PPT of the fourth group sales quarterly report to Xu Yao in the office in the afternoon, Xu Yao was suddenly called away and came back half an hour later.

Lei Meng secretly speculated that it might have something to do with Song Qiujiang, probably because his position was too high, so no one like himself could get to see him.Relatives are generally very sensitive in foreign companies. When Xu Yao sat down again, Lei Meng asked in a casual tone, "Is there a big guy coming to the company recently? I think the directors are all very nervous." .”

"Well, the CFO of the headquarters." Xu Yao turned the pen around, looking straight into Lei Meng's heart with sharp eyes, "How do you know?"

Lei Meng's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly explained: "Song Sifan told me." Although he didn't say it directly, but it's about the same, anyway, just push it to Song Sifan.

Xu Yao's pen stopped for a moment, and soon started spinning again, "He really told you everything."

Raymond lowered his head guiltily, "I'll continue to report to you just now, look at this PPT..."

Xu Yao made comments while listening. He lost the politeness of listening silently and not interrupting before. Recently, his temper has become more elusive than before. As long as he is not satisfied with the report, he will scold him without mercy.In the past, when he had to rework more than three times, Lei Meng would use all kinds of tricks to try to avoid the fate of rewriting. This time, no matter how harsh Xu Yao was, he would go back and rewrite without saying a word, almost turning into a perfect subordinate.

In fact, it’s not that Lei Meng suddenly developed an unparalleled love for sales work, but he just felt that it was better to huddle in his seat all day repairing reports than wandering around when he met Song Sifan. He knew that he had an ostrich mentality, but he just didn’t want to get his head out of the sand. |Pull|out|come out.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

After the two had finished communicating, there was a knock on the door in due course.Lei Meng turned his head and saw Song Sifan leaning against the door leisurely, showing a smile, "Are you done talking?"

Xu Yao was upset when he saw him, and asked in a bad tone, "What's the matter with you?"

"I'm looking for..." Song Sifan turned his eyes around Lei Meng and met Xu Yao's eyes, "President Xu."

When he heard that it had nothing to do with him, Lei Meng ran away and left his boss in a helpless manner.

He didn't have a good face towards Lei Meng, and it was even more impossible for Xu Yao to greet Song Sifan with a good attitude. Every pore in his body exuded an unwelcome aura, "Why do you want me?"

"As for my suggestion last time, how do you think about it?"

"What advice?"

"Suggestion to cooperate with me!"

"Hehe," Xu Yao sneered, "A person who can mess up a project like Tenglong, who has the qualifications to talk to me about cooperation? You gave me a reason to cooperate."

"It's really boring for you to be like this." Song Sifan Shi Shiran sat on Lei Meng's seat before, "Tenglong project, you know why there is a problem. And I believe that you know more than me, otherwise you would not be able to Help out."

Xu Yao didn't say a word, just hummed lightly as a tacit consent.

"In the past few years, the company's orders have been inexplicably suspended. You must have noticed it a long time ago. It is impossible to skip the sales department after signing the contract. So many orders were actually completed quietly, but where did the project funds go?"

Xu Yao raised his eyebrows, and finally he was willing to look him in the eye, "Oh, where did the project money go?"

"We Ming people don't speak dark words, and I know you know it too, but you have always been alone." Song Sifan looked helpless, and Xu Yao, who was pretending to be stupid, made him feel tired, "The general manager promoted you as a newcomer. Asking you to help him clear the obstacles in the sales department, you know it's not good, but you have no choice but to climb up. Fortunately, although you failed to stand up to stop them, you didn't make any profit from it, you just acquiesced in their behavior This kind of behavior. Because you know that your own strength is not enough, so you don't make unnecessary sacrifices." A man who can stretch and shrink, and who knows current affairs is a hero, Song Sifan silently praised Xu Yao in his heart.

Finally, there was a ripple in Xu Yao's amber eyes, and Song Sifan keenly caught it. He turned his eyes closer to Xu Yao, and said in a low voice, "And I also know that you don't plan to be restricted by the general manager for the rest of your life. After taking up the position of department director, you have already laid your own network and are ready to run away at any time. You have left two paths for yourself, the first choice is to enter the Asia Pacific headquarters, take over the position of Mr. Zhang, and leave Ziya Machinery The company is a place of right and wrong. If this road doesn't work, just resign, and a sales director with a large number of customer resources in his hand, I believe he won't have to worry about finding another job."

"As far as I know, you have been preparing to go to the Asia-Pacific headquarters," Song Sifan narrowed his eyes and smiled like a fox, "But Mr. Zhang told me a few months ago that you refused him to go to the Asia-Pacific headquarters. invitation from—”

Song Sifan appreciated the change in Xu Yao's face, and smiled to reveal the answer, "Years of painstaking efforts fell short, is it because of Xu Weichen?"

"What do you want?" The plan he had quietly laid out for many years was easily revealed like this, and Xu Yao felt relaxed. He had already made all kinds of preparations. very worried.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Xu is thoughtful, well-planned, and deeply loving. I appreciate it very much. I know your concerns. You don't want to join forces with the general manager, and you don't want to leave Zia Machinery Company, so you only have one choice. .” Song Sifan pointed to himself, “That is to cooperate with me.”

"you?"

"It's me, and only me." Song Sifan stared at Xu Yao with determination, his eyes burning, "Decrease with this company, or be reborn with me. You are a smart person, and you know how to choose."

After a long silence, Xu Yao asked, "Why should I trust you?"

"It just so happened that people from the headquarters came over these two days, and I got something that should give you enough confidence." Song Sifan pushed a piece of paper in front of him, "This is my bargaining chip."

Xu Yao picked up this thin paper with high hopes, and there was a line of eye-catching title between Zia's exclusive LOGO and the president's fancy signature:

"Appointment Letter of Inspection and Supervisory Officer of Zia Group"

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