After Fang Jingcun finished speaking, he stopped talking.

He knew his position very well. To put it bluntly, he was a dog-headed military advisor. He had done everything he could do. As for whether the boss would adopt it, it was not something he could make the decision.

Fang Jingcun's words made Fu Song suddenly remember Member Zhao, and their views obviously coincided.

It’s not that he doesn’t know the benefits of doing this, but he is really afraid of saying a thousand words!

As the saying goes, a mouse poop can ruin a pot of porridge. A small farmer may ruin the entire Vision Group. He dare not take this risk!

But Fang Jingcun said just now that if Vision Group does not do this, it will never be big or strong, and may even lose in future market competition and then collapse.

This is definitely not an unreasonable worry. On the contrary, Fu Song believes that the probability of it happening is very high.

If you don’t do this, you may die. If you do this, you will have a certain probability of dying, a certain probability of dying, and you will live better.

How to choose?

Fu Song smiled bitterly and walked around, and he had to take a path he disliked the most.

But what can he do?

If you don't advance, you will retreat. Even if you know that cooperation with farmers is a dose of poison, he can only choose to swallow it.

This may be the helplessness of the capitalists...

After sighing for a few seconds, Fu Song's eyes became firmer, and the other party said, "Please sort out your ideas today, and then I'll think about it again. For the next period of time, you don't leave. I may have to ask you for advice at any time."

"Mr. Fu, you are too polite, but you can't ask for advice and discuss with each other." Fang Jingcun clenched his fists excitedly. It's not easy. After so many years of coming to Vision Group and writing so many reports, it's even better to speak freely in front of the boss.

"I won't keep you after you've been on the way for a day. Xiao Wang, go and arrange for Minister Fang and the others to stay."

"Mr. Fu, then I'll say goodbye, please stay."

After seeing off Fang Jingcun, Fu Song sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette, and then became stunned.

Wang Yonghong walked in with a stack of information, "Mr. Fu, Minister Fang sent it."

Fu Song came to his senses and found that the cigarette was about to burn, so he quickly pressed it into the ashtray and said, "Put it on the table."

He picked up a report casually and said while flipping through it: "Look at it too."

"Okay." Wang Yonghong picked one from it and smiled, "There are actually from my hometown."

"There is also a brewery in your place where birds don't poop?" Fu Song remembered that Wang Yonghong belonged to GSWW. In his opinion, the northwest was a poor place except LZ.

Wang Yonghong said speechlessly: "Mr. Fu, ww is a prefecture-level city at least. Look, the report states that Xiliang 12-degree beer won the National Evaluation Bronze Award in 1989. I have drunk this beer, which is no worse than Gwangju craft."

Fu Song sneered: "The gold medals these days are all bought with money, which doesn't mean anything. You see, I never participate in the award evaluation. If I want to award, I will register dozens of bag companies or associations abroad, and then give myself dozens of gold medals. But is this interesting?"

Wang Yonghong laughed and said, "Mr. Fu, I don't agree with this. You are not interested in this award or that award, but ordinary people believe in this. When doing TV commercials, as long as you show the award, especially international awards, sales will be guaranteed to be guaranteed."

Fu Song laughed silently: "It's really like this. My wife believes in this, even her like this, let alone others."

Wang Yonghong said: "Mr. Fu, don't you think our group is a bit conservative in advertising? Others advertise in Beijing and people are the kind that are not worth their lives. Our group is too regular."

Fu Song snorted, "Fortunately, you were not allowed to be responsible for the advertising business."

Wang Yonghong smiled and said, "Even if you let me take responsibility, I can't do it. I don't have this diamond."

Fu Song suddenly frowned and hesitated: "Xiao Wang, do you think I'm too arrogant?"

"Ah?" Wang Yonghong was confused. Why did he get arrogant?

Fu Song threw the report aside, leaned back, leaned against the sofa and looked at the ceiling, and said in a quiet tone: "In the past, I always felt that I was right, very confident, and often sneered at other people's opinions and suggestions. Although it was finally proved that my decision was right, I was a human, not a god, and it was impossible for me to keep on being right."

The reason why he expressed such emotion was mainly because Member Zhao and Fang Jingcun reminded him in the past two days.

He can indeed be confident, after all, he has the vision from thirty years later and the experiences and lessons summarized by countless pitfalls his predecessors have stepped on.

But the question is, are all the things in his head right?

Not necessarily, no, it shouldn't be all right.

Moreover, as the business grew bigger, it was impossible for him to keep an eye on him, neither the energy nor the ability.

Therefore, what he can do is actually very limited. At most, he can make some decisions on the grand strategy. As long as the general direction is right, the rest can only be delegated to the subordinates.

As for thirty years later, I don’t know if I can live to be sixty years old in this life. Maybe I’ll just be burping earlier than in my previous life.

Let your sons and daughters worry about future events.

Fu Song's words made Wang Yonghong feel at a loss, and it was neither right to accept nor not to accept, and it was uncomfortable.

Just as he racked his brains to think about something, Shen Hong was back.

"Xiao Wang is here too."

"Minister Shen, are you back?" Wang Yonghong felt relieved and quickly got up, "I won't bother you, Mr. Fu, I'll leave first."

Fu Song said to the pile of reports on the table: "Take them back and look at them first. After reading them, I will tell me your opinions."

It’s not that he doesn’t want to see it, but that since he has decided to delegate power in the future, he must start with the people around him.

Wang Yonghong has been with him for three years and it’s time to let him go and exercise.

"Okay." Wang Yonghong didn't know that a big pie was hit on his head. Of course, it might be a big pit that could bury him.

After Wang Yonghong left, Shen Hong asked curiously: "What are so many?"

Fu Song said: "Fang Jingcun sent it to the beer market research report. This guy has almost traveled all over the country in the past few months."

Shen Hong smiled and said, "Fang Jingcun has been wasted for so many years by you as a urinal, so I must be anxious."

Fu Song said speechlessly: "You are the urinal."

Shen Hong twisted her waist and fell into his arms, wrapped her arms around his neck and said coquettishly: "Isn't it just your urinary pot? You can use it during the day and then continue to use it at night."

Fu Song coughed suddenly, unable to believe that this kind of tiger and wolf words actually popped out of her mouth, "It's not dark yet, what should I do if someone sees it? Come down."

"No." Chen Hong twisted back and forth like a snake, "Hey, why did you adopt his suggestions so happily this time?"

Fu Song said with a funny look: "How do you know I adopted it?"

Chen Hong curled her lips and said, "If you don't care, how could you let Wang Yonghong read the research report? Are you planning to let Xiao Wang go out?"

Fu Song shook his head and said, "I haven't thought about it yet."

Chen Hong said to herself as if she was talking to herself: "If Xiao Wang leaves, the Secretariat will be without a leader."

Fu Song smiled and said, "What are you doing? Do you want to put eyeliner next to me?"

Chen Hong rolled her eyes in anger: "Am I that bored? As long as you don't hook up with other women in front of me, I'm too lazy to care about you."

Fu Song said in surprise: "So generous?"

Chen Hong snorted, "Even if I tie a rope around your neck, it's useless. Dogs can't change the food. I'm serious. There is a young man in the audit department who has been with me for three years. He is pretty good. If you are interested, you can check it out."

Fu Song smiled and said, "It's not easy to get a good review from you. Which school did you graduate?"

Chen Hong said angrily: "You are not from Tsinghua University or Peking University, a master's degree in Southwest Finance and Statistics. You can take it with you for a few years."

Fu Song asked, "Is this the successor you chose for yourself? How old is it?"

Chen Hong nodded and said, "Two years younger than me, this year's twenty-eight. Although she is still a little tender, she will almost be able to take on the main role after training for a few years. Anyway, you don't value qualifications."

Fu Song said: "Okay, I definitely want to give you your face. I don't want to let Xiao Wang go in the short term. Let's wait next year and find an opportunity to talk to him next year."

Chen Hong smiled and said, "I finally got it easy, I can't bear to let it go, right?"

Fu Song sighed and said, "I'm a little reluctant."

Chen Hong said in a quiet tone: "Are you even more reluctant to part with Chu Linlin?"

Fu Song made a big alarm in his heart and immediately said righteously: "No, don't talk nonsense!"

Chen Hong pointed his forehead and said, "Although you are extremely lustful, you are still worthy of praise for your distinction between public and private."

"Is that so? Then are we public or private now?"

"Is it public or private, or is it just a matter of your words? Even if there is no distinction between public and private, who dares to have an objection?"

Fu Song laughed silently and picked her chin and said, "You little fox, do your business honestly, don't think about what you have or not all day long!"

Chen Hong pouted unhappily: "I know."

Fu Song directly chose to ignore her dissatisfaction. This hole must not be opened. He doesn't want to rely on women to manage the company. The only result is that no matter how good the company is, it will be messy.

I am not a rooster who is irreverent. I will give you what I should give, and it will definitely be a good deal. Wouldn't you be honest in making some pocket money for my son and daughter? Why join in the company?

Chen Hong thought he would coax him, but after waiting for a while, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He was so ruthless, stinky man, he's so cruel!

Fu Song found that it was already dark outside and slapped her on the butt, "It's so heavy, my legs are numb by you, can't I get up?"

Chen Hong covered her butt and said angrily: "You can't be gentle? You must have been beaten red by you."

"Is that true?" Fu Song laughed, "Come here and let me check it."

"Go to you!" Chen Hong kicked him angrily, "You can go to bed by yourself tonight."

"Then the relationship is good!"
Chapter completed!