"An, Master An..."

"Aan, sit down!" Brother Xiong said coldly, took the ID card from him and took a look. He couldn't help but frown and threw it on the table.

The ID card reads: "Name: Li Caifeng; Gender: Female; Date of birth: September 23, 1985; Residence address: Sanlitun, Yumen Village, Wuliu Township, Quail County, Guangnan Province." The person in the photo was the same as the little beautiful girl, which made her look particularly rustic.

I simply don’t even need to read the marriage and childbirth certificate.

The ID card was circulated by everyone on the table, and everyone's faces were very wonderful. Liszt said seriously: "Bunya An, it turns out that you like village girls so much, and your aesthetic view is very unique!"

When the news was announced, the people in the bar couldn't help laughing, and finally laughed loudly.

Duanya Antong yelled at the village girl beside her with a blushing face: "Get out, why are you still stunned here? Go home and go farming and milking your child!" Such a tough and strong man would blush, thinking that it was extremely embarrassing. The village girl had to leave in shame.

Song Baojun said: "Girls in entertainment venues usually falsely report their age and conceal their hometown and identity. This is understandable. The mistake is that Duanya An has a bad vision and is also childish. Can the drinker believe the words "?"

The implication of this is naturally that Duan Ya'an is not qualified to judge my relationship with my elder sister, and Brother Xiong nodded slightly.

Duan Ya'an ate a glass of wine: "I... am childish? I have eaten more salt than rice you have eaten! The bridge you have walked past is longer than your walk past!"

The ten women waiting to be selected have been taken away by the boss's wife. Brother Xiong handed them a circle of cigarettes to everyone present and said, "Aan, unless you drink all the ten bottles of wine you lost, you will have no say at the moment. Xiao Song, since you have a good eye, please help me see if the lady who drinks with me is a college student?"

The girl next to Brother Xiong has elegant light makeup, her face and skin are tight, her eyes are flexible and flickering, and there are lines on her eyebrows.

Song Baojun observed that the girl was about twenty-two or twenty-three years old and smiled and said, "I'm about the same age. I've only found out if I asked me which university is from? What major?"

The female college student hugged Brother Xiong's arm and leaned straight up, and replied with a smile: "Brother, she is a student majoring in fashion design at the School of Fine Arts of Chazhou University. Can't you trust it?"

Brother Xiong also smiled and said, "Xiao Song, don't you let others bring their student ID, right?"

"No, I just have one question. May I ask: Why is the process and result of transforming a flat image into a body image?"

The female college student stared at her innocent big eyes and said, "It's called upgrade?"

Song Baojun answered seriously: "Call it is called 'styling'. This is the most basic knowledge of graphic design. You don't know how to do it. Are you really a student majoring in fashion design?"

Brother Xiong laughed: "It's not bad, you're very interesting. I've seen young people with more ideas."

The girl crawled into Brother Xiong's arms and said in a sweet voice: "Brother Xiong, I'm not here anymore, he bullies others."

"No need to pretend." Song Baojun said lightly: "This civilized bar is of this level. You are just a girl who graduated from junior high school and went out to spend the streets without studying."

Zuoshan Diao quickly kicked Song Baojun's calf in the audience, smiled and raised his glass, "I'll just say that my brother-in-law is a double-produced doctoral student at Chazhou University, and it's certain that he is knowledgeable. Come, cheers everyone."

Brother Xiong also raised his glass with a smile, not caring about it. It can be seen that his energy is much greater than that of Duanya'an. It is not very simple to become one of the seven seniors in the company at the age of 36 or 7.

Zuoshan Diao poured the beer in one breath, ate it hard on the table, and said, "I'll just say it. Today I invite Brother Xiong and you all to come here to reach a consensus..."

Before he finished speaking, Duan Ya'an also slapped his cup: "Consensus is your nonsense! I will never agree to be with a young lady who has no appearance, no ability, no power, no power!"

Zuo Shan Diao rolled up his sleeves: "Bunya An, you really want to be beaten? My eldest sister is not your personal idol. She has her own way to go. You have no right to interfere with whoever you like or not. Before I finish my words, you'd better shut up your mouth!"

The big head, who was in the same camp as Duanya'an, brushed his head and pulled out the watermelon knife from his back and threw it on the table: "Zuoshan Diao, come, come and chop me!"

The horsemen behind the two big guys immediately stood up, holding the knife, steel pipe, and baseball bat in their hands, pointing at each other and yelling.

The bar was noisy, countless dirty words rushing the eardrums, shouting and killing were endless, and the sound of storms was about to come and wind filled the building.

All the drink-goers were pale and looked at each other in shock.

As for the rock bands, they went into the backstage one by one.

Tian Moshan, who was as famous as his name, still said nothing, as if the neutral Liszt was sneering.

"Fuck you sit down!" Brother Xiong said coldly: "For a strange little thing, you have to beat your own people. Do you want outsiders to laugh at it? Datouming, you also bring your guys here to drink. What is the meaning of it? Is there still afraid of being unsafe with me? Could it be that you can't believe me? "

Datouming put away the watermelon knife and sat down again, his face very stiff.

Seeing this, the others sat down slowly.

Brother Xiong looked at everyone and said in a deep voice: "I personally agree with the words of Zuoshan Diao just now. Brother Yun has been in charge of the company for the rest of his life and even his life is on his back. Now he is the head of his family and should have the right to pursue happiness. As long as that man treats him well and does not betray the company's interests, everything else is easy to say."

Broken teeth and stammered his neck and said, "If that man is the director of the Public Security Bureau, do you agree to let the eldest sister marry?"

Brother Xiong pondered: "That depends on the situation."

Duan Ya'an immediately responded: "I'll just say it! My eldest sister must be qualified to marry her. Those who do not meet the conditions will definitely not do it! First, people must be outstanding..." Datouming whispered, "It's outstanding."

"Well, outstanding! Second, tall and mighty, at least our brothers should convince us. Third, we must have the ability to assist our elder sister in the company management."

Zuoshan Diao was so angry: "That's your condition, not your elder sister's condition."

Duan Ya'an glared at his eyes: "What? I have only these three conditions. If my future elder brother-in-law can't do it, then he is still a nonsense brother-in-law?"

Seeing Zuoshan Diao cursing again, Brother Xiong reached out to stop him and said, "The meaning of Duan Ya'an is right. My eldest sister is the head of the family, so she is the company, and the company is her. My eldest sister's man cannot be too bad. Her image must be passed, her ability must be outstanding, and her brothers must be convinced, so that everyone can work together to obey the command."

After all, Zuoshan Diao didn't dare to make trouble for Brother Xiong, and his voice was a little weak: "I think the double doctoral degree from Xiao Song Chazhou University is not weak anymore, let alone the relationship with his elder sister is so good."

Duanya An shouted, "So what about a doctor? Can diplomas be used as food? Who in our company is not hit by both hands and fists? What does a doctor who is studying hard to do?"

Song Baojun had been angry for a long time and laughed: "Bunya'an, do you still think it's the 1970s and 1980s, and you can cut down whoever you want?"

"What do you mean? Tell me clearly!" Duanya'an immediately pointed at his nose and shouted.

"I mean, you are so old that you are still living by smuggling, loan sharing, collecting protection fees, grabbing territory and other inappropriate businesses. What is your future?" Song Baojun only had mockery in his eyes. He had guessed what the Birch Tree Company does. A group of people fight and kill, never leave their watermelon knife, and they talk about that. How could they not guess?

"You, what did you say!"

Song Baojun said seriously: "I said you thirty-something people carry a knife every day to scare this and chase that one. Is there any brain problem?"

"****you……"

Brother Xiong reached out to stop the restless Duan Ya'an and said coldly: "Let him continue to talk! I see what he can tell!"

Song Baojun simply stood up and pointed around: "Take dozens of horsemen across the market, hugging the village girl in his arms and drinking and having fun, thinking that this is the boss? I see you will be hacked to death in minutes when you go out! What society is now? A society of rich people! A hard fist is not the boss, but a rich boss! You go out and open your dog's eyes to see the outside world. Others play female celebrities, not village girls who cost hundreds of dollars a night! Others go in and out of famous cars for transportation, and more than a dozen million-level luxury cars are driving in turn, and the entire driver team is on standby at any time. When others enter and exit high-end places, celebrities and officials accompany you, and you can make the media headlines by yawning. Even a doctor has an annual salary of one million, and countless female college students are competing to sacrifice themselves. Who are you? Are you fucking qualified to judge whether I deserve my elder sister? "

Duan Ya'an's eyes were red, and he only whimpered from his nose.

Song Baojun lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, saying, "This social knowledge is the power. Your company's management methods are backward, your concepts are aging, and the members are not enterprising. They will be eliminated after a few years. All the turmoils that Uncle Yun have won will be defeated by you."

Duan Ya'an said angrily: "Who are you? Are you qualified to say such things to us?"

Song Baojun said arrogantly: "I am not the old man. I am a doctor of Chinese, physics, chemistry, astronomy, geography, history, music, finance, economy, enterprise management, sociology, and philosophy at Chazhou University. As long as I use my brain, I can bring back a company and make thousands of employees live and work in peace and contentment from now on, everyone can afford cars and villas. You are just a big fuck in front of me."

"Then what do you think should be done?" Duan Ya'an was extremely unhappy.

"I know you are just gangsters, but that doesn't have a great future." Song Baojun dusted the ashes and his eyes fell on Brother Xiong. "First, formulate a work system, all personnel are centralized to manage, and strengthen employee discipline. Second, establish an intermediate management department, and each department performs its responsibilities, implements vertical management, and unified dispatch. Third, increase revenue and reduce expenditure, implement a shareholding system, concentrate money to allow cash to flow. Fourth, find a project to do it, realize the healthy operation of the company, everyone has something to do, and everyone has a salary to get it." (To be continued., Your support is my greatest motivation.) 16-10-20 07:56:40
Chapter completed!