Reborn Global Godfather

The rich man is Huang Changyong's entire net worth.

The lottery entertainment city, the profit is too high.

He was reluctant.

But now, it hurts.

After Song Sanxi ordered, Huang Changyong felt that it was really not a big deal.

After hanging up the phone, Huang Changyong acted.

He called Sun Jun first.

Let me look through the phone memo of the China Overseas Chamber of Commerce and send him the numbers of Sanhuan Electric and Lile Clothing Boss Yang Dali.

Sun Jun was still a little depressed: "Brother Yong, this kind of small character, last time the chamber of commerce fraternity, took the initiative to curry favor with you, you didn't even like it, why is it so late at night..."

"Why so much nonsense?"

"it is good!"

Five minutes later, Yang Dali's call came.

Huang Changyong dialed directly.

After getting through, Yang Dali just fell asleep in the hospital.

Broken nose, missing front teeth, can't stop the bleeding in the hospital or deal with it?

So he didn't go home either.

The phone rang, and I was a little upset.

"Who, in the middle of the night, still let people sleep?"

Yang Dali said in a loud voice, angrily.

Huang Changyong was furious: "Old man Yang, Lao Tzu, Huang Changyong! Call you, aren't you fucking happy?"

"Ah! It's Young Master Yong!" Yang Dali was so frightened that he rolled over from the hospital bed.

"Young Master Yong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Lao Yang has no eyes, you don't care about villains! Thank you for calling late at night, thank you for scolding me, honor, honor!"

This old boy looks like he has been beaten with chicken blood.

It's not a day or two before I want to climb this kind of role, but people just don't like him!

Even in the phone memo of the China Overseas Chamber of Commerce, Huang Changyong did not rarely leave his number.

Huang Changyong, feel better.

"You old boy is still a little enlightened. Listen, two things must be done well."

"Oh, okay, young master Yong, tell me, Yang Dali has done his best, and I will take care of it for you." Yang Dali is like a dog, he almost kneels and licks it.

"Third Ring Electrical Appliance Factory, Su Yourong, resigned at any time, and her salary was not less than one cent. At that time, the settlement was paid to others. Tomorrow, I will inform Lin Luojiao, the supervisor of the Lile Garment Workshop, to settle her salary. Not one cent less. "

"Ah? Yong Shao, you...? Our factory has factory rules, Yong Shao, please don't embarrass Lao Yang..."

Huang Changyong shouted: "You can't listen to people's words, can you? Why don't I let the industry and taxation go to your two broken factories to set the rules?"

"Ah... no no no, Young Master Yong, you have the final say, you have the final say! Do it, do it, I'll do it for you, okay?"

"Humph! That's about the same."

Huang Changyong hung up the phone proudly.

Finally, he managed things for Song Sanxi and found some balance in his heart.

Yang Dali, annoyed!

I thought about it a lot, but I couldn't figure out why.

That bitch Lin Luojiao is stubborn, she will definitely leave her job.

That dog-like guy at night must have a background and confidence, and he has to support her.

So, this bitch is a little tricky to deal with.

So what about Su Yourong?

This is also a piece of fat, he can't bear it.

After much deliberation, Yang Dali still felt that Su Yourong was easy to pinch.

After all, the child has to go to school, and the husband eats, drinks, whores, gambles and smokes, so it depends on her to support her!

So, Yang Dali called Wang Qiong, the director of Lile Garment Factory overnight, and told Lin Luojiao about Lin Luojiao's affairs. The award is 5, and within three years, the salary will be doubled consecutively, and she will be signed.

Yang Dali smiled slyly, Su Yourong, if he left my factory and entered another factory, isn't he in my pot?Let's eat slowly, hehe...

the next day……

At seven o'clock in the morning, Lin Luojiao was woken up by Wang Qiong's phone call.

Wang Qiong informed her: Take time to go to the factory during the day and settle all wages and bonuses.There is no time during the day, you can do it anytime, don’t rush.

Lin Luojiao couldn't believe her ears.

But, I understood in a blink of an eye.

Mr. Song's power was revealed.

Just after the call here, someone knocked on the door.

Lin Luojiao opened the door, and the person she faced was naturally the employee of the car rental shop who delivered the keys.

As soon as the situation was clarified, Lin Luojiao was stunned again, feeling inexplicably warm in her heart.

She also made up her mind to follow Mr. Song!

Even if you try your best, you have to do things well for Mr. Song.

This charming widow has a state of sworn allegiance to the death.

Thinking about it being early, she didn't call to express her thanks, which would disturb the husband and wife world in the morning.

People like Mr. Song do big things, so they shouldn't stick to trivial matters.

So, Lin Luojiao packed up immediately, went out, and got busy with organizing the company.

Drive big and run comfortably.

Inexplicably, he remembered Song Sanxi's order, when the time comes, she will be the legal representative, and his wife Su Yourong will be the sole sole shareholder.

"Mr. Song, this is sincere reform. His wife, Ms. Su Yourong, will be such a happy woman!"

It's enviable...

And Su Yourong, when Song Sanxi knocked on the door, he already asked her to have breakfast.

Su Yourong stood up, feeling curious.

Can this guy really hold back last night?

Is this level passed?

She got up immediately and tidied up.

A hearty breakfast is already waiting for her.

Song Sanxi was still waiting for her, modest and gentlemanly, pursuing a sense of ritual.

"You, last night, slept on the sofa?"

"Is it possible that you can still sleep in bed? You are just recovering from your illness, you need to take a good rest..."

Su Yourong's face blushed, and the clouds were like clouds, which made people's hearts and souls turbulent.

She is more beautiful than Lin Luojiao, and she has good taste.

However, she was a little arrogant, "That depends on how you change."

Song Sanxi smiled, "Okay. Let's eat!"

Before that, Song Sanxi didn't go for a run.

I ran yesterday morning, and today I am sore and slow.

He got up and went directly to his aunt's house. After breakfast was ready, he came back to make breakfast for Su Yourong.

After the meal, Song Sanxi drove up to take Su Yourong to work.

Passing by the mahjong parlor downstairs, Zhang Hongmei was stunned when she saw this guy.

I can't figure it out, a prodigal son actually drives a luxury car again.

She also scolded: Dog day, robbed a bank?

When Su Yourong arrived at the factory, Song Sanxi drove away.

Originally, I planned to go to the hospital.

That disease must be cured.

As a result, he found that Zhou Wenbing had put on makeup, was riding a very nice Saimo, and was following him.

Song Sanxi smiled indifferently, and understood in her heart that she would go directly to Parkway Financial Company first...

As soon as Su Yourong arrived at the warehouse, Wang Qiong called her to the factory manager's office.

Yang Dali, because of his injury, was naturally not there.

Facing the conditions offered by Wang Qiong, Su Yourong was completely taken aback.

The treatment is too high!

What if what Song Sanxi did and said was just painting her cakes?

So, Su Yourong signed a three-year contract.

Moreover, a simple resignation report was written immediately, and the deputy director directly approved it.

The wages are not a lot, and they are all received.

Three months, plus half a month, a total of 7000 yuan.

It feels like a dream.

Get in Wang Qiong's car and report to Lile Garment Factory.

While driving, Wang Qiong also said that she is tolerant, and it is right for a woman to rely on herself sometimes.Men, few can be trusted.It is right to cherish such a good opportunity.You are so beautiful and have such a good figure. If you become famous, my God, you can have millions a year.

Su Yourong was stunned, blushed, and nodded silently.

In fact, I hope that prodigal son can be relied on...