After confirming the job change, the meeting with the CEO of Tengsheng was faster than expected.

3 pm, at the door of the 666 box of the Huihuang Hotel.

Qianlei President Zhu Luo took a deep breath, turned the handle with a little nervousness, and the first thing he saw was a familiar face that had already sat down.

"Hey! President Zhu!"

The person who was familiar with him greeted him and invited him to sit next to him. Zhu Luo nodded and scanned the surroundings.

Behind almost every face is a competing company.

Leiming General Manager Xu Junjie.

Snowflake Sign Marketing Director Wanqiqi.

Jiangnan Brand Agent Ban Fangfang.

...

If these people have the same purpose as him——

Zhu Luo didn't dare to think about it anymore, suppressed his astonishment, and sat down slowly.

He controlled his expression and didn't want to show his timidity in front of his peers.

"Five people have come, and the last one should be here soon."

Ban Fangfang, who looked capable in a women's suit, crossed her arms and looked at others intentionally or unintentionally.

"Miss Ban, don't worry. The appointment time is 3:30, we came early."

"Haha, I didn't expect everyone to come so early."

The middle-aged man with a beer belly and a smile like a Buddha statue was happy.

"Of course we have to find the next employer as early as possible, but I didn't expect that we would be caught in the same trap." Wanqi Qie was very thin, with protruding cheeks and sunken temples. Whenever he spoke, he seemed full of irony.

"Haha~ Teacher Wan, the advertisement shot for the last event was quite good-looking." Xu Junjie, with a chubby face, looked at him happily.

"Puff" Ban Fangfang, who was watching, laughed. Everyone knew that the last advertisement of Snowflake had blackened Lei Ming badly.

Wanqi Qie was not at all weak, "If you like, I can shoot a few more for you."

"Haha~ Teacher Wan is still so straightforward, but I'm afraid you won't have a chance in the future."

"Who knows, there is a long way to go." Wanqi Qie looked at Xu Junjie provocatively.

Watching the two people who started to fight, Zhu Luo remained calm and silently poured himself a glass of water. It is said that people in the same industry are enemies. Although the main competitor is Xunyou, there are many frictions on weekdays.

And as the smiling tigers present talked happily one by one.

The round clock hanging on the wall, the minute hand jumped one by one, and finally pointed to 29. The door was pushed open, and Song Jiang successfully arrived on time!

Huh——

Not late!

The moment he stepped into the box, everyone raised their heads and looked at him straight.

Song Jiang blinked, and his black pupils reflected everything in the box.

"Are you all here?"

Everyone was silent. They didn't know who was going to be there, but they only knew that the time had come!

If someone can't even keep the time, there is no need to come.

"Everyone is here!" Ban Fangfang said.

"Okay," Song Jiang smiled, "Then let's order!"

"Waiter! Order!"

The waiter who had been waiting at the door of the box came in with a loud voice, holding the menu and handed it to Song Jiang with a smile.

Song Jiang pulled a chair and sat down, and asked excitedly: "What do you want to eat?"

"..."

"..."

Everyone looked at each other with a hint of vigilance. Although everyone had read Song Jiang's information, no one knew what kind of person he was.

"Why, you are not hungry?"

"Hungry."

Zhu Luo spoke, looking at Song Jiang nervously.

"Hungry is right! I'm hungry too." As he spoke, Song Jiang checked three dishes for himself and passed the menu. He had no idea that everyone present had already had a brainstorm, thinking about what he meant.

Hungry?

How could he be hungry at 3:30, so this meant something else?

Everyone was very cautious when they got the menu, and their brains were almost smoking. What price range of dishes should they choose?

Or, what dishes are missing?

The tip of the pen hesitated and pressed down, drawing a beautiful arc.

A party of 7 people, a total of 11 dishes.

While waiting for the dishes, Song Jiang began to look at the people present. His eyes were open and everyone who was being watched subconsciously straightened their backs.

"Well, let me think about it."

According to the list sent by Sun Lai, "You are Wanqi Qie."

Wanqi Qie nodded quickly, "Zhu Luo?"

"It's me."

"Ban Fangfang."

The woman smiled slightly.

With a clear voice, after greeting everyone present, Song Jiang breathed a sigh of relief,

"Everyone can come to give me face. Let me toast everyone first." As he spoke, he picked up the wine glass and stood up straight, and everyone quickly picked up the wine glass.

"It's an honor, it's our honor."

"Mr. Song, how can we be so embarrassed to do this."

After everyone raised their glasses and drank them in one gulp, the stiff atmosphere eased.

Sure enough, drinking leads the way! It's the kingly way!

In the familiar social scene, everyone was relaxed. Before they could raise their buttocks to respond, Song Jiang's words made their smiles stiffen.

"We've already drunk the wine, so I won't waste words. Everyone here is someone I want to recruit."

Damn, are you just saying it? !

Why don't we chat for a few rounds, just for show? Why are you talking now? ?

The college students' routine made these old-timers a little uncomfortable, and someone cleared a cough.

"Mr. Song is really an honest man! Fangfang admires him!"

The only woman present smiled and raised her glass to respond, "Mr. Song, I'll toast you first!"

The crisp sound of glass colliding, Song Jiang finished his speech.

He continued, "In fact, I just learned a truth not long ago."

Truth?

Everyone subconsciously raised their eyes and saw the young man with a smile on his face, "When others want to beat you up, they don't need any reason. Although, you didn't provoke him at all."

"Hiss--"

For a moment, there were gasps everywhere in the room, and everyone who was hit swallowed their saliva.

"I was thinking a few days ago." Song Jiang leaned forward with his hands on his chin, a little confused, "I should not have done anything to harm the world."

"Of course not." Zhu Luo replied with numb fingers, "Mr. Song naturally did nothing wrong."

It's just that,

sometimes, as long as it exists in the eyes of some people, it is wrong.

"Indeed," Song Jiang nodded seriously, smiling with relief, "So, there is no reason to put the knife on the neck."

"I still stretched my neck for him to chop."

Everyone held their breath and dared not respond. At this time, the waiter pushed the door open with the dining cart, breaking the heavy atmosphere, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

As the ceramic plate collided with the glass, the delicious dishes attracted Song Jiang's attention.

He decisively picked up the chopsticks and did not continue the previous topic, but urged everyone to eat.

"You are all hungry, just eat! If you are not full, keep ordering!!"

"Okay, okay."

"Thank you, Mr. Song."

In the echo, everyone began to pick up the dishes. While Song Jiang was eating happily, they quickly thought about how to open the situation?

Throwing the topic, you can't continue the previous topic.

If they continue to talk, they are afraid that they will leave with their tails between their legs.

"Mr. Song looks very young. How old are you?"

Ban Fangfang started the game, and the atmosphere instantly became soft. Song Jiang said while eating, "23."

"Oh~ so young. My son just went to college this year and only asks for money every day. Unlike Mr. Song, he started his own business at a young age! He has conquered such a large territory! This business is developing rapidly!"

"Hahaha, it's okay." Song Jiang laughed, "I just played a decorative role. They make money."

"How can that be! No one knows that Mr. Song has a unique vision and can see the card market at a glance! Now General Kill is popular among young and old!"

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