"Wang Tao told me everything." Su Changfeng said: "Who is behind this, have you found out?"
Song Qingge sighed: "My uncle and the others did it."
A coldness flashed across Su Changfeng's eyes.
The Song family is really a white-eyed wolf.
If Song Qingge hadn't been soft-hearted before, Song Shien would still be in prison at the police station. How could he still think of it after a year and a half?
After only helping them for a few days, the Song family's knife fell.
"I want to know which companies are doing business?" Su Changfeng's eyes flashed.
Song Qingge glanced at him: "It's useless to tell you. You can't help me with work matters."
Su Changfeng smiled: "That's not necessarily true. Just tell me."
Song Qingge handed him a piece of information: "These are the five companies. I have drafted the contracts and am waiting for them to be signed. But they..."
"Forget it, let's not talk anymore, I will continue to contact the business."
After that, Song Qingge picked up the landline phone on the table and started to contact other companies. When a new company was established, she had to do the work of a salesperson herself.
Su Changfeng sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked through the information in his hand.
"Teda Sporting Goods Company."
"Xinfeng Medical Equipment Co., Ltd."
"Haifan Food Company."
"..."
"..."
He read the information of these five companies one by one, and then walked out of the office.
Coming to the corridor, Su Changfeng made a call: "Lao Qiu, do something for me."
The old Qiu he spoke of was not a cat or a dog, but Qiu Tianjiang, the King of the North.
Qiu Tianjiang received Su Changfeng's call and immediately said respectfully: "Mr. Su, please give me your instructions. I promise to do a good job!"
Today, Qiu Tianjiang is just Su Changfeng's dog, and he will never dare to have second thoughts.
Su Changfeng said: "Then listen carefully."
He told Qiu Tianjiang about the temporary changes in the five companies, and then hung up the phone.
He believed that Qiu Tianjiang would handle this small matter.
That day, that evening.
Hesheng Private Club, Private Room No. 8.
Six middle-aged men were drinking and chatting animatedly.
"Boss, thank you for your trust in Song. It's a pleasure to cooperate." Song Shien raised his red wine glass.
The other five people also raised their glasses.
The man sitting opposite Song Shien said: "Mr. Song, I heard that the boss of Changge Company is your niece?"
Song Shien nodded awkwardly, "Yes. There is a traitor in the Song family, who is specifically working against the family. My mother was so angry that she couldn't eat or sleep for several days in a row."
Another person smiled playfully: "Although your niece is rebellious, she looks...hehe, she is so beautiful."
Song Shien understood and his eyes flashed: "If the bosses are interested, I can find an opportunity to ask her out and create an opportunity for the bosses to be alone with her."
What he said was already a bit explicit.
These five people suddenly felt a little excited.
They have all met Song Qingge, and they can't forget Song Qingge's beauty for a long time...