Five-star talent! I'm determined to hire this employee!

Is your spear harder or my shield harder!

Under the tough attitude, the investment ended unhappily, and the business presentation continued. However, after the heavyweight just now, the attitude of venture capital towards the next project was obviously much colder.

As more and more young entrepreneurs ended up in embarrassment, there were also many people cursing Song Jiang in their hearts.

They thought their projects were excellent and would make a lot of money! How could they not be better than a card seller!

In envy and jealousy, Pei Zhizhuan, who was sitting next to him, coughed and used extremely vague language.

"How about we add WeChat."

Song Jiang, who didn't hear clearly, was stunned for a moment, "What did you say?"

"Add WeChat! Ah!" Pei Zhizhuan turned up the volume, and the screen in his hand had stopped at the QR code interface.

"..." Song Jiang laughed and scanned the code neatly.

With a ding, the friend position was unlocked.

Pei Zhizhuan breathed a sigh of relief, and his smile became more sincere. "I think you will be successful in the future. I can find some topics to talk about when I check your circle of friends."

"Remember to like it after you check it."

"No problem."

The communication of young people is simple and unpretentious. A few simple sentences eliminated the barriers. Song Jiang turned his head and looked at the old man attentively.

A few minutes ago, they were just casual acquaintances, but now they are strategic partners!

"Young man," the old man took a deep breath, still feeling that he was dreaming, "Are you really willing to spend 10 million to buy goods?" He paused, "In fact, there is no need."

Worried that Song Jiang was just impulsive consumption!

Without the contract signed, everything is false.

He did not dare to have too much confidence.

"Even if it is one or two million goods, it will be a great help to our factory." Sincere eyes.

"Mr. Su, this is what you did wrong." Song Jiang smiled slightly, "Doesn't what you said on the stage just now count?"

The old man waved his hands quickly: "No, no, I'm afraid you can't bear it!" After all, it's 10 million goods, not 1,000 yuan!

You know, their factory's annual order volume is only a few million, and that's when the market is good!

Now-

The old man was silent, stood up solemnly, and bowed deeply to Song Jiang. The bent waist seemed like a drooping willow branch, slender and withered.

"No, no, no!"

Song Jiang quickly stood up to support him, but the other party refused to raise his head.

"Young man, I must pay this tribute. I thank you here, thank Tengsheng! If it weren't for you, Haosu Food would not survive next year." He finished speaking and bowed again.

This time it's not for the company, but for the employees!

186 employees still have the strength to eat! Like him, they have worked in this company for so long that they can find the way to the factory with their eyes closed.

How many people have followed him since he started his business, and how many families trust him and take root in Haosu Food.

He dare not imagine,

If he goes down, Haosu goes down!

Where is their way back - sometimes what drives him more is a responsibility and a feeling.

"I thank you on behalf of many Haosu employees!!" The deep voice is an irrepressible gratitude.

Song Jiang smiled with relief, "Get up."

The two sat down again. At this time, the presentation process has come to an end. As the host came on stage to briefly summarize it, he also congratulated the dozen innovative companies that received investment.

"This business presentation ends here. Let us look forward to the next reunion. I don't know how many new faces I can see in just one year, and how many of you here can be reborn! Lead the waves of the times!!"

The inspiring words poured out, and the host bowed, pulling off a perfect prelude!

Everyone stood up and applauded enthusiastically. Amid the thunderous applause, people gathered and rushed out.

Song Jiang naturally wanted to go to a proper place to talk with the old man, and they squeezed into the same elevator.

The can-like space was filled with young talents who had just given a speech. Silence spread in the air, and people around looked at Song Jiang openly and secretly.

Suddenly someone called out.

"Song, Mr. Song."

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on the nervous young man, who handed the business plan in his arms to Song Jiang with shaking hands.

"Ah?" Song Jiang was stunned for a moment.

"Give it to me?"

The young man nodded quickly, "Mr. Song can take a look at my project, which is still very promising."

Ah?

In the tense gaze, although he didn't understand how he was found, he still symbolically turned to page 1.

The next second.

Countless hands were handed out.

Surrounded by plans like snowflakes, Song Jiang was silent for a moment and opened his heart.

"Put it here."

Song Jiang held a thick stack of plans in front of his chest, took a deep breath, and looked at the expectant eyes around him.

"I don't understand these, but someone in my company knows a little bit." He paused, "If he thinks it's okay, he might contact me. If it's not okay, don't have too high expectations."

"No problem, Mr. Song!"

"We all understand!"

"Yes, yes! It's great to have an opportunity!"

The elevator, which was silent just now, suddenly became lively, and entrepreneurs smiled one by one, and some even showed flattery.

Until Song Jiang walked out of the elevator, he could still hear waves of greetings.

"Goodbye, Mr. Song!"

"Take care, Mr. Song!"

"The better Mr. Song, the better!"

As the sound gradually faded, Song Jiang still felt like he was dreaming until he got into the taxi. However, he looked down at the plan in his arms and woke up instantly.

Me?

Being a venture capitalist? ?

At this moment, the old man next to him was already grinning from ear to ear, "So popular! It's a good thing!"

At this time, Huang Bohan, who was sitting in the driver's seat, had already naturally held a cigarette in his mouth, "Boss, where are you going?"

"Back to the factory."

Three simple words, a bang on the accelerator, and the taxi shot out like an arrow.

...

An hour later.

Tengsheng meeting room.

The large round table was filled with Tengsheng's management.

The old man carefully looked at the members around him. Compared with his factory, there were more young faces here.

Apart from him, there seemed to be only two older members.

"Boss! Your move is a bit risky!" Shen Xingyu, who was in charge of external publicity, had a bitter face, "Are you going to do a joint name? But how can these cookies and cards be jointly named?"

Ji Ziping remained silent, looking up and down at the old man, as if evaluating.

Zhao Mingxuan said, "If the contract is not finalized, there is still a chance to regret it."

The old man's heart churned, and his body suddenly tensed up.

Song Jiang patted his shoulder soothingly, and raised his head, "The contract will be signed later."

"I am sure you want to sign it." Ji Ziping said.

Song Jiang nodded, his eyes unquestionable.

"..." Ji Ziping lowered his eyes, raised his head again, and his eyes were much sharper, "Then please Mr. Su Hao, provide a list of products, cost details, production efficiency and the lowest price for us."

"Of course, of course!" The old man nodded quickly, looking at the young man opposite nervously.

As things were confirmed!

The purpose of the meeting began to emerge!

How to let Tengsheng take more benefits under this unilateral support!