Song Yi was actually very dissatisfied with Fang Qirong's answer. This President Fang was still perfunctory to him.

Of course, withdrawing loans can hit Xu Yuewen. The liquidity chain is always the top priority for running a company. However, this suggestion is not very operational. Why should banks withdraw loans from Huaxi Steel for good reasons? Lin Xunchang would have been a wall that would be pushed by everyone. The power of Jiang Qin Group may be able to do it, but can Jiang Yezhou do it?

This requires a question mark.

Jiang Yezhou is an old-fashioned young man. He has no problem in eating, drinking, having fun and helping with loans, but this kind of mobilizing family resources to put pressure on him is probably not the area he is good at.

The luxurious private room of the Jinding Nightclub is a little quiet, without the laughter of the bells and the noise of karaokes.

Song Yi glanced at Fang Qirong who was drinking slowly, endured the displeasure in his heart, and said, "Governor Fang, Jinghu Culture, Jiangqin Group, Xihe Group, Chentai Group, will form a new company, "Daguan Ming and Qing Dynasties" to open a Qing town. I wonder if my sister-in-law is interested in coming to the company to serve as an executive. The executives will have the opportunity to subscribe to equity at that time."

Fang Qirong refused, "Ha, Mr. Song, your sister-in-law is still pregnant now, so it is not appropriate to work from a state-owned enterprise."

"What's wrong with this? Recruiting talented people will not avoid relatives. After the development of this project in the Ming and Qing Dynasties will continue to operate as a company entity." Song Yi said with a smile.

Fang Qirong thought for a while and said, "Mr. Song, haha, then I'll go back and sit on your sister-in-law's job." After that, he took a sip of wine, pondered for more than ten seconds, and said, "Mr. Song, you must also know that my father-in-law valued Xu Yuewen very much. Therefore, the Luocheng Financial Investment Group, led by my father-in-law, has provided a large amount of funds to Huaxi Steel in recent years through various financial methods. As far as I estimate, it is no less than 2 billion.

Therefore, Mr. Song, you don’t need to worry about Xu Yuewen’s help. You should immediately start the development of the Luoshan Film and Television City project, and continue to brag about the city: you will invest 10 billion yuan and deeply participate in the revitalization of Luocheng, invest in tourism and culture.

Continue to ask the city for policies, land, and loans. Cultural projects can be combined with your film and television city. For example, cooperate with Luocheng Information Engineering College to establish a film and television major, which specializes in cultivating supporting roles in the crew. For example, donate a sum of money, cooperate with them in the training of tourism talents, etc.

Anyway, this 10 billion yuan will be invested in stages. It is impossible to spend 100 million or 200 million to invest in a factory in the early stage. In the end, it is not a big reason to fulfill it. In the future, the leaders in the city will no longer work in Luocheng."

Mad.

Song Yi cursed in his heart. Fang Qirong, a kid, is not good at character. When he comes in, he calls himself a younger brother. When he turns to see that he has something to ask for him, he immediately becomes "your sister-in-law". This face makes him feel unhappy. But his ability is indeed great!

Fang Qirong is a very good plan. If Xu Yuewen comes to deal with him, he will directly ask the city to put pressure on Wu Dan and ask him to beat Huaxi Steel as a capitalist. He asked Huaxi Steel to take back his claws.

No wonder Wu Dan chose this person as his son-in-law.

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After telling the story thoroughly, Song Yi and Fang Qirong held a cup in the private room and called a few beautiful girls to accompany them to drink and sing.

At this time, Fang Qirong's cell phone suddenly rang. He waved his hand quickly and stopped the music in the box, asking the girls on both sides not to make a sound. He answered the phone and said with a kind look: "Jingyao, have you not rested so late? You are pregnant now, not alone."

Wu Jingyao on the phone didn't know if she was in a bad mood during pregnancy or simply was dissatisfied with her husband's not going home at night, and said, "You still know it's late. Look at what time it's now? Are you not coming back yet?"

Song Yi glanced at the watch in a concealed manner. It was now around 10 o'clock in the evening. In the city, it was indeed a relatively late time.

Fang Qirong laughed dryly and defended: "Isn't this a social event? Mr. Song from Jinghu Culture invited me to drink, and we were chatting."

"Who are you lying to? I don't know you yet? I don't know where to mess around."

Fang Qirong said patiently, "Jingyao, you are wronged. I asked Mr. Song to say a few words to you." As he said that, he begged Song Yi, "Mr. Song, I'm sorry. The one in the family checks the post. Look, can you say a few words to me?"

Song Yi took Fang Qirong's call and said calmly: "Sister-in-law, hello. I am Song Yi."

Perhaps because she heard her husband begging others in a low voice on the phone, Wu Jingyao did not check the post with an arrogant attitude. Even though she didn't believe that her husband was just socializing, she just hanged up the phone with a "oh".

Fang Qirong took the call from Song Yi and said with a smile: "Mr. Song, thank you." After drinking for a while, he hugged the two girls and went upstairs.

The private room was quiet, Song Yi was smoking a cigarette, smiling and shaking his head. Fang Qirong lived a real life... and fought wits and courage with his wife! He was probably beaten by Wu Jingyao to Fang Qirong's friend.

I just ordered four girls to accompany me to drink. At this time, two young and beautiful girls in the private room were dressed in cool clothes and looked at Song Yi with bright eyes. This was a handsome and handsome man. And I was very regular just now, and I didn't even touch them. It made people feel a good impression. One of the long-legged girls sat next to Song Yi, with white legs together, gently rubbed them, and said sweetly: "Brother, do you want to take us up?"

What did she do when she went up? Of course Song Yi knew. He smoked and smiled and said, "Forget it. We don't have this fate." He took out more than a dozen bills from his wallet and divided them into two stacks, and distributed them to the two girls. He gently patted their perky butts, which felt pretty good. He picked up his coat and left the Jinding Club.

The autumn night in Luocheng is still a bit cold. The streets are dim and silent. Song Yi drove the black Audi A8 and called Xie Jie, "Xie Jie, are you still doing loan application plans in the company?"

"Yes, Mr. Song." Xie Jie yawned on the phone, and said in a tired voice. She received a call from Song Yi in the afternoon, asking for materials to be issued tomorrow. She is still working overtime in the office.

Song Yi smiled and said, "Let's give your employees a holiday. I just had a new idea here. The loan materials are not that urgent. Let's continue tomorrow. What midnight snack do you want? I'll drive there."

"Ah... Mr. Song, I'm going crazy!" Xie Jie felt relieved and couldn't help but smile and complain, "Where are any employees under her? Just Qianxi is still working overtime with me. Forget about midnight snacks. I still want to maintain my body shape. Then we are waiting for you to come in the company?"

"Okay. I happened to talk to you. I stayed in Leishan for one night last night, and there was something really wrong."
Chapter completed!