novelaction Chapter 666 President Jiang is back
Chapter 666 President Jiang is back
In Kuncheng, a land of prosperous commerce, there is an eye-catching corner where a landmark building stands proudly.
Its exterior design is unique and magnificent, showing a magnificent scene, as if telling the world the glorious history of the Song family's nearly 100 years of foundation and continuing the family's lifeline.
This building is not just a pile of bricks, stones and steel bars, but also a symbol of the Song family's spirit of perseverance, hard work and enterprising spirit, witnessing the family's ups and downs in the business wave.
However, times have changed. With the rapid development of the times, the business landscape is changing with each passing day. Although the Song family has experienced ups and downs, it is now facing many challenges.
In the torrent of the new era, Song Shijie, the helmsman of the Song family, despite his lifelong business career,
Although he is experienced, he got into trouble at the critical moment because of his age and his slower pace.
What's worse is that at this critical moment, his body couldn't bear the strain and he suffered a heart attack, which cruelly left him in the intensive care unit.
At this time, Jiang Shuo, who was only four years old, a child with the blood of the Song family flowing in his bones, showed amazing qualities.
His small body embodies the spirit of not wanting to fall behind others. He resolutely shoulders the heavy responsibility of leading the Song family at the forefront of development in the new era. Like a fearless warrior, he faces the numerous challenges facing the family.
At midnight, Grandpa Song Shijie was finally pushed out of the operating room and transferred to the intensive care unit after a long operation.
Jiang Shuo knew that time was running out and there was no room for delay. After confirming that his grandfather's operation was over, he and Rong Shishan went straight back to the spacious and solemn president's office of Zidong International Group.
The imminent bidding fair, like a sword of Damocles hanging over their heads, brought enormous pressure to the master and servant, one big and one small.
Rong Shishan stood beside the desk, pointing at each document and explaining the contents to Jiang Shuo in detail.
He is well aware of the importance of this bidding to the company, and every detail is related to the future destiny of the company.
Jiang Shuo, though still young, had the same focused expression as an adult. He methodically flipped through the documents on his grandfather's desk that he hadn't had time to read yesterday, reviewing them word by word.
When he encountered a document without any problems, he would pick up the pen and solemnly sign his name on it with a bold and carefree stroke. His flowing handwriting seemed to carry the hope and responsibility of the family.
When he encountered documents that needed to be supplemented or had problems, he would carefully mark or point out the problems below and classify and stack them up, with clear thinking and no ambiguity.
As time passed, the night deepened and the world became quiet, and fatigue washed over Rongshi Mountain like a tide.
Due to his age, he couldn't bear the running around and fatigue of the past few days, so he lay down on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep soon.
Jiang Shuo, that small figure, was still sitting upright in his office chair, staring intently at the computer screen.
He carefully studied the strength of his bidding competitors and conducted in-depth analysis from multiple dimensions including company size, financial reserves, technological research and development capabilities, and market share.
At the same time, he is also trying to explore the flaws and weaknesses of his opponents, trying to find a breakthrough point and gain the greatest advantage for Zidong International Group in this fierce bidding competition.
He knew very well that this was not only a business competition, but also a crucial battle concerning the family's honor and future.
Before I knew it, it was morning and time to go to work. The sun shone through the window and sprinkled on the floor of the office, bringing a touch of warmth.
Important personnel from the project department came to the conference room one after another. They gathered in groups of three or five and discussed in low voices topics related to the bidding.
Rong Shishan woke up early. Knowing that Jiang Shuo had been busy all night, he considerately brought a breakfast back to the president's office.
Seeing Jiang Shuo still sitting in his office chair, staring intently at the computer, he said distressedly:
"Jiang Shuo, come over and take a rest. I packed some fresh milk, crab buns, and a beef pie for you. Eat something to replenish your energy."
Jiang Shuo's eyes were still fixed on the content on the computer. He asked with concern, "Grandpa Rong, have you eaten?"
"Well, I have eaten. When I came back, I saw that most of the important personnel of the project department were present." Rong Shishan responded.
After hearing this, Jiang Shuo turned his chair, slid down lightly, and walked straight to the sofa. He picked up the food and started eating, saying:
"Grandpa Rong, take the stack of documents on the right corner of the table. They contain everything we need to discuss in the meeting later."
Rong Shishan quickly put down the breakfast he was fiddling with and nodded in response: "Okay, eat it while it's hot. I'll take a look."
As he spoke, he picked up the stack of documents and quickly glanced through them. He couldn't help but feel both pleased and impressed that Jiang Shuo could handle the bidding matters so calmly and comprehensively at such a young age.
In that spacious and slightly depressing conference room, the various leaders of Zidong International Group sat together with solemn expressions, and the atmosphere was so tense that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it.
Manager Xiong frowned and broke the silence first, his tone showing worry: "Manager Xiong,
Our competitors are all powerful and formidable! Mr. Song suddenly fainted yesterday, and I don’t know if he can come today.
His eyes were full of anxiety. After all, Song Shijie played a vital role in the company's decision-making.
This bidding concerns the company's vital interests, and Song Shijie's absence undoubtedly makes the situation more serious.
Manager Xiong shook his head helplessly and responded, "Director Sun, now we can only do our best and leave the rest to fate.
Mr. Song has encountered a lot of bad things in the past few years. We eat Mr. Song's food, so we can only hope that everything will go smoothly! "
There was a hint of fatigue and helplessness in his voice. Over the years, under the leadership of Song Shijie, the company
Although we have gone through many ups and downs, we have always forged ahead. Now at this critical moment, everyone hopes to overcome the difficulties smoothly.
Just as everyone was worried, someone suddenly whispered, "Shh... Assistant Rong is here, everyone be quiet."
With this soft sigh, the originally noisy conference room suddenly became quiet, as if time had stopped.
The moment the conference door was pushed open with a bang, everyone in the huge conference room looked towards the door, their eyes full of anticipation and curiosity.
Rong Shishan walked in with steady steps, made a gesture of invitation, and then a little child appeared in front of everyone.
In an instant, the conference room seemed to have been thrown into an explosion, and it exploded instantly.
A senior employee with considerable experience and a rather bold manner couldn't help but scoff, "Hey? Why is the conference room now a daycare center? Whose child is this?"
There was obvious disdain and ridicule in his words. In his opinion, it was ridiculous for this kid to appear in such an important pre-tender meeting.
Manager Xiong turned to look at Director Sun, frowned slightly, and said softly, "It seems that Mr. Song can't come today."
Director Sun shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Even with the prince showing up, I think we're going to miss out on this project!"
His tone was full of disappointment and pessimism. In his eyes, how could a child cope with such a complex and critical business competition?
Jiang Shuo stood in front of everyone, his small body exuding a unique aura.
His eyes were as sharp as a hawk's as he scanned the responsible persons. His childish voice was not without dignity:
"Don't be discouraged, fellow veterans. Although I'm young, I'm far more resourceful than a thousand miles away. Although I'm young, the company has a century-old foundation and a deep foundation."
His words were powerful and he tried to restore everyone's confidence. However, to some people, his words were just the bragging of a child.
Director Sun smiled contemptuously, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said disdainfully: "Tsk, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, and you are so arrogant."
In his mind, Jiang Shuo was just an ignorant kid, and he didn't believe he could achieve anything at the bidding meeting.
Jiang Shuo ignored Director Sun's contempt and continued calmly:
"Yesterday, I rushed back to Kuncheng overnight and made a preliminary understanding of the competitors in this bidding. 'CY Sunac' has indeed been as powerful as my Song Group in recent years.
In order to cope with this competition, I have made a detailed strategy. Through in-depth research on market dynamics and careful analysis of financial data,
I have discovered that CY Sunac's domestic business seems relatively stable in recent years, but in fact it is fraught with danger.
Last year, they vigorously developed tourism in Vancouver and Victoria and invested a huge amount of money.
However, due to the influence of various factors such as local policy changes and changes in the market environment, this investment ultimately went down the drain and almost all the money was lost.
Based on this, I speculate that the current price they quoted may be false and inaccurate, and they are probably deliberately raising the price to cover up their current tight capital chain situation.
Jiang Shuo's analysis was clear and well-reasoned. When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but whisper in surprise.
"I can't believe this little brat is so impressive!"
"Yeah, whose child is this?"
"I don't know. Mr. Song must have adopted him! Otherwise, who would inherit the huge Song family business?"
Everyone was whispering to each other, and their opinions on Jiang Shuo began to change. They didn't expect that this seemingly young child had done such an in-depth investigation and analysis of his competitors.
Rong Shishan looked at the chaotic scene and couldn't bear it any longer. He raised his voice and shouted, "This is a pre-bidding meeting, not a vegetable market. What are you talking about?"
He was well aware of the importance of stabilizing the military's morale at this moment and could not let everyone waste their energy on meaningless discussions.
Seeing this, Jiang Shuo cleared his throat and continued calmly, "Good morning, fellow elites of Zidong International Group.
Let me introduce myself. My name is Jiang Shuo. Mr. Mu Xiaoji is my father, and Mr. Song Shijie is my grandfather.
As the future successor of Zidong International Group, this bidding is crucial to the development of the company and we must not slack off.
Although Grandpa is ill, the foundation of Zidong International Group is still there. With me here, there is no need to panic. I, Jiang Shuo, will definitely win the bidding project."
His eyes were firm, as if declaring his determination to everyone, however, his words once again aroused some people's doubts.
As soon as the words fell, the conference room erupted in laughter. "You little kid, you really think this is just playing house? Just shouting a few slogans and you think you can ride the wind and waves!"
"This person introduced himself with three surnames. If you didn't know, you would think he was the Three Brothers of Peach Blossom Spring!"
Hahahaha... The crowd laughed one after another. In their eyes, Jiang Shuo's lofty ambitions were nothing but naive fantasies.
Just as everyone was immersed in the laughter, the door of the conference room slammed open with a crisp sound, as if a thunderclap exploded in everyone's ears, and was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
The loud noise instantly broke the noise in the conference room. The noise stopped abruptly, and everyone's eyes once again turned to the door.
Jiang Chengyu was wearing a well-ironed suit, and the exquisite tailoring made his figure look even more upright.
He wore his signature pair of gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes behind the lenses were deep and sharp, and he walked in with a strong and powerful step, full of dominance.
Every step he took seemed to step on everyone's heart, with an innate majesty and aura.
Jiang Shuo was surprised, his mouth slightly opened, and he muttered unconsciously: "Little Daddy?" Although his voice was small, it was particularly clear in this quiet meeting room.
Rong Shishan was also surprised and stuttered: "Jiang...Cheng Yu..."
Most of the elders had worked with Jiang Chengyu before, and at this moment their eyes widened like bells, their faces filled with astonishment. They couldn't help but grumble, "Boss Jiang?"
A young, beautiful employee said in disbelief, "Boss Jiang is back! Where has he been all these years?"
The conference room was once again filled with whispers. Jiang Chengyu's sudden appearance made the bidding situation, which was already full of variables, even more confusing.