Inside the President's Office—

When Huang Cailun walked into the office, Song Zhichao nodded at him and signaled him to sit down.

Huang Cailun glanced at the sofa, and there was an untied brandy glass on the coffee table opposite the sofa.

Thinking of Rolandu I met when I came in, I guess it was him who was talking to Mr. Song just now.

Huang Cailun sat down just before Rolando.

At this time, the female secretary came in and packed the ashtray and wine glasses on the coffee table.

Song Zhichao asked Huang Cailun casually: "What are you using? Coffee, tea, and of course there are all kinds of wine." Song Zhichao smiled and pointed to his mini wine rack, which contained red wine, whiskey, and brandy.

Huang Cailun waved his hand: "No need."

Song Zhichao glanced at him, then said to the female secretary: "Come to two beer bars - Carlsberg, who is that kind of small, I know he likes this most."

The female secretary nodded and went out, quickly took a Carlsberg over, placed it gently in front of Huang Cailun, and placed it with a glass beer glass.

Huang Cailun didn't know what to do, so he sat on the sofa and rubbed his nose, looking a little restrained.

After all, Song Zhichao in front of him is no longer the mainland boy who came to Hong Kong and needed everything he needs to take care of. But the famous super tycoon in Hong Kong now and the helm of Song's Jitu.

"What's wrong, Fire Qilin, this is not like your style - you used to be afraid of beer!" Song Zhichao quipped.

Huang Cailun was stunned. He didn't expect that Song Zhichao would suddenly call his nickname - his nickname had not been called by anyone for many years, and a familiar feeling came to his heart.

"Mr. Song, do you still remember my nickname?" Huang Cailun couldn't help asking.

Song Zhichao smiled, picked up the small Carlsberg, creaked a bottle with a bottle opener and handed it to Huang Cailun, "No need for a cup, blow it together!"

Huang Cailun quickly took it with both hands.

Song Zhichao also opened another bottle and said to Huang Cailun: "Come on, come on, have a drink!"

Huang Cailun hurriedly raised his beer again.

Bang!

Song Zhichao clinked his glasses.

Huang Cailun didn't know whether it was because of his nervousness or thirst, so he drank half of the bottle in one breath.

Looking at Song Zhichao again, he just took a sip.

After discovering that he had lost his composure, Huang Cailun said embarrassedly: "I haven't drunk for a long time."

Song Zhichao was stunned for a moment, "Have you quit drinking?"

Huang Cailun nodded, "Drinking alcohol can easily make things happen, so I quit."

Song Zhichao couldn't help but look at Huang Cailun more. It was indeed not accidental that a person could succeed, and he had to have strong self-discipline.

In Song Zhichao's impression, "Fire Kirin" Huang Cailun was a genuine Hong Kong gangster and a small street gangster.

Who would have thought that the senior professional manager in front of him who was well-dressed in front of him was the once in a poor and insignificant young and dandy?!

At this moment, Song Zhichao felt that he had unknowingly ignored the growth of this "old friend".

"Drinking is not good to make things happen, but you can't overcorrect it. After all, like your current status, you often have to socialize and socialize." Song Zhichao said this very considerately.

Huang Cailun felt a little warm and couldn't help but say, "Thank you, Mr. Song, for your reminder."

Song Zhichao smiled, "Don't call me Mr. Song, it's a bit unfamiliar; it's better to call me Brother Chao, it's a bit kind."

"Uh, this..." Huang Cailun hesitated for a moment, then he called out a little unnaturally: "Brother Chao."

Song Zhichao nodded and said, "Do you know why I asked you to come this time?"

Huang Cailun shook his head, nodded and said, "You should have something to tell me to do."

Song Zhichao smiled, "It's worthy of being the elite cultivated by our Song Group! That's right, I have important things for you to do."

"You also know that Song Group is developing more and more and more talents. Niu Xiong went to Thailand and helped me manage the entertainment industry there. To put it bluntly, he was responsible for the sports boxing competitions there. This is very pleasing to him. He doesn't want to come back, so I won't force him. As for Jin Jiu, I have merged Phantom Entertainment and Kang Entertainment and handed him over to manage it. He used to be the person in charge at ATV before, so he should be at ease in handling these things."

"In addition, there are Qi Wanda and Zhu Fugui whom I value the most. They both stay in South Korea - South Korea has a big career. They can't leave everything to those sticks, but they still have to leave their own people to watch."

"So, I stretched out my fingers and calculated that you are the only one who can be used by me in this big company and has extraordinary talents!" Song Zhichao took a sip of the beer. "You knew you when I came to Hong Kong. At that time, you invited me to eat Hong Kong snake soup. I remember clearly that I hated eating it, but it tasted very good. What does this mean? It means you must try anything bravely."

Who is Huang Cailun? When he heard Song Zhichao's words, he understood what it meant and hurriedly said: "Mr. Song, oh Brother Buchao, if you have any questions, you can tell me, I dare to try it with me!"

"Okay!" Song Zhichao praised, "I like you the most. If you dare to fight, you will win if you love to fight!"

Huang Cailun's nervous mood was amused by Song Zhichao's words, "Brother Chao, just say it, what am I going to do?"

"I want you to go to the mainland!" Song Zhichao said confidently.

"Go to the mainland?" Huang Cailun was stunned.

Although he was prepared for any arrangement and any mission, he went to the mainland—

The mainland in this era represents poverty and backwardness, and of course it also represents reform and development, and represents opportunities everywhere.

But for a Hong Konger, few people want to start a business in the mainland, especially those like Huang Cailun, who have already had a very amazing career in Hong Kong and are doing well. If you go to the mainland rashly, you must give up everything you get.

Who can do it?

Song Zhichao seemed to see through Huang Cailun's thoughts, then smiled, took another sip of beer and said, "I know that doing this will make you feel wronged, but I hope you can know that this is a rare opportunity."

Huang Cailun didn't say anything, picked up the beer and drank the last half bottle in one go, and seemed to be struggling and struggling in his heart.

Song Zhichao continued: "There is one thing you need to understand. No matter how hard you work in Hong Kong, it is almost your peak. There are more people in the Song Group than you are talented and capable, especially after the group recruits outstanding talents, such as returning from studying in the United States, with an MBA doctorate degree and a master's degree."

"At that time, these people will make you feel extremely stressed... and all you have to do is to face the difficulties!" Song Zhichao said earnestly, "In addition, you have another way out, that is to go to the mainland!"
Chapter completed!