Half an hour later, Fu Song sat on the ground and then lay back, "I won't beat you anymore, I will give in."

Chen Hong snorted, walked over proudly, and looked down at him with his knees on his hands: "Mr. Fu, sometimes you can't speak too much. What did you criticize me in the past? Oh, I remember, there is heaven beyond the sky, and there is someone beyond the world."

Fu Song gasped: "How long has it been gone, you still remember it."

Chen Hong stretched out her hand and said, "Don't lie down just after exercise, get up and stroll."

Fu Song grabbed her hand, got up with difficulty, and smiled bitterly: "I will never play with you again."

Chen Hong didn't laugh at him anymore. He saw him limping around and asked, "Can you walk by yourself? I'll support you?"

"No, no, no!" Fu Song was sweating wildly. It was embarrassing to be fucked by a woman. If she had to help her, there would be no place for him to put his face.

"It's up to you." Chen Hong said with a smile.

After walking for a while, I felt that I had recovered almost, so Fu Song signaled Chen Hong to sit on the sidelines.

Seeing that Chen Xudong was still with him, Fu Song said to him: "Manager Chen, you can sit down too."

Chen Xudong has been a hotel manager for so many years, and his skill in observing words and expressions is naturally not bad. He knew that Fu Song was going to see off the guests, so he said, "Mr. Fu, Miss Chen, you have a rest, I'll prepare some fruit for you."

Fu Song saw a few bottles of sour jujube juice on the table and picked a bottle of iced, "Do you drink cold or at room temperature?"

Chen Hong shook her head and said, "I can't get used to drinking it, just boiled water."

Fu Song took a big mouthful of sour jujube juice and said, "Try it. We produced it ourselves. It's not my bragging. It's really delicious."

Chen Hong was unmoved and smiled and said, "I have tasted it, it's really good, but there's too much sugar."

Fu Song glanced at her and said, "You have a good figure, what's the point of drinking occasionally? If all women in the world learn from you, Coca-Cola Company must not close down?"

Chen Hong was amused by him and giggled, "Even if you say it is so vague, don't drink it."

"Oh, if you don't drink today, I've earned another 2 cents less."

"Okay, Mr. Fu, if you talk about jokes, my stomach will burst into laughter."

Fu Song picked up a towel to wipe his sweat and said, "Since Secretary Chen has spoken, I won't say anything. There is no one else, so I'll talk to you about some serious matters."

Chen Hong quickly cheered up and said, "Mr. Fu, what's the matter?"

Fu Song said: "I plan to reorganize Vision Group's domestic business. Now I have a preliminary idea and want to hear your opinions."

Chen Hong didn't say anything, just looked at him and waited for the following text.

"The Vision Group's domestic business is roughly divided into four parts, one is agricultural raw materials production, one is food production, one is mechanical processing and manufacturing, and the other is software."

Chen Hong was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "Isn't the software company yours?"

Fu Song smiled and answered the question irrelevantly: "The software company is a gold-swallowing beast, and I don't have that much money to support."

Chen Hong was silent. She was the financial manager of a software company and was very clear about the company's financial situation. Since its establishment, the software company has invested nearly 10 million yuan in total, and in the first half of this year, it exceeded 5 million yuan.

"You plan to sell the software company to Vision Group?"

Chen Hong couldn't help but feel nervous. From the beginning, she watched the software company grow from small to large, from weak to strong. She put in no less effort than Zhao Zhi and the others. She had long regarded the software company as her own child.
Chapter completed!