After My Sick Husband Feigned Death, I Turned Wild

Gong Xueming called Song Rao, "Second Master, Hengjiang's cooperation in providing snacks to Qin's Hotel has ended, because Jiang Yuxiao stepped in and bought the factory land, and then Hengjiang refused to accept it. Allocate funds to Mrs. Jiang Yuxiao to take full responsibility for the snack industry."

Song Rao was silent for a moment before asking, "What was her reaction?"

"I asked people to go to Hengjiang to inquire. It is said that the wife gave up on this project and did not even go to the company yesterday. Now the whole company knows that she has offended Jiang Yuxiao, and it will not be long before the wife will take the initiative to leave Hengjiang. "

Song Rao turned the pen in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his face showed a thoughtful look.

"Leaving Hengjiang? Impossible."

According to Song Rao's understanding of Jiang Yi, it is impossible for her to suffer this loss. And when she first came to S City, she gave Jiang Yuxiao a blow to the head, and there is no reason to withdraw now.

"Jiang Yi."

He murmured the name, then remembered the hole Jiang Yi dug for him, and rubbed his eyebrows with some headache.

This little ancestor can even play with him, not to mention those from the Jiang family?

After hanging up Gong Xueming, Song Rao called another person.

"Xie Mingping, I want to invest in the land in Nanhui, what do you think?"

A somewhat condescending voice came from the other end of the computer, "Brothers have to settle accounts, not to mention that we are not brothers, so we need to pay for consultation first."

Xie Mingping, the founder of the largest investment bank in S city, the youngest professor of finance at East China University.

He is not short of money, but his purpose of going to East China University is because Song Rao was named the most popular professor among female students in East China University of the year. He felt that if he went to East China University, he would definitely overshadow Song Rao's limelight.

After Xie Mingping went to East China University, Song Rao was still the most popular professor among female students, ranking second.

Not only that, after the selection, East China University also hung the top three photos on the school's main road. Every time Xie Mingping passed by and saw the two on top of his head, he hated it.

"How much?" Song Rao asked.

"Five hundred thousand."

"Sended."

"..." Xie Mingping kicked over the office chair not far away, and scolded lowly, "Damn! The richest man is different. Raoyuan Group has been enjoying great popularity in the past few months."

He is one of the few people who knows that the behind-the-scenes boss of Raoyuan Group is Song Rao.

Song Rao looked indifferent, "Answer my question first."

"It depends on what you invest in."

"Food processing plants."

"Then let's take a break. I just got internal news a few days ago that the government will soon introduce a policy to transfer some heavy industry factories to Nanhui, and the water resources there will be polluted.

Aren't you asking for a dead end when you dry food? It is not recommended to build real estate, but light industrial factories that have nothing to do with food are fine. "

Song Rao laughed dumbly, "This woman..."

Sure enough, he was burying a hole for the Jiang family.

"Huh? What woman?"

Xie Mingping pricked up his ears instantly and heard something wrong.

"It's okay." Song Rao coughed lightly, "When will this policy be introduced?"

"In a few months, it seems that it will take a while to discuss, because how to deal with the sewage at that time will be a problem. If you think of a solution, it will be officially announced to the public.

I don't think there will be much changes, so if someone comes to ask us about the investment situation on our side, it is recommended to do nothing. "

Song Rao thought for a while, "I'll transfer another five million to you, don't tell anyone this news."