"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
Song Qiao looked at Sun Hu's yelling and felt even more annoyed, as he was already impatient.
"Brother Song, didn't my grandma say it was an office job?"
Sun Hu asked with a face full of confusion.
His question made Song Qiao doubt himself.
What was this Aunt Shu playing at? When had he ever agreed to let her grandson work in the office?
Although the factory was currently short of management talent, it didn't mean just anyone could become part of his company's management.
"You just got here today, how could you possibly go straight into the office?"
Song Qiao frowned and said.
"I'm a college student, after all. It's absolutely impossible for me to go to the workshop."
Seeing that Song Qiao wouldn't agree, Sun Hu's attitude subtly shifted.
"Since Brother Song looks down on me, then I apologize for not accompanying you."
With that, he actually turned around to leave!
According to Song Qiao's temper, he wished Sun Hu would leave immediately, but thinking of how he couldn't explain it to his mother-in-law, he felt a headache coming on.
"You come back."
Song Qiao coldly ordered.
"If you work in the workshop today and perform well, I'll transfer you to the office. But if you leave, you'll have nothing."
Song Qiao glanced at Sun Hu with a half-smile and said indifferently.
He had plenty of ways to deal with people like Sun Hu. What he needed now was to dangle a carrot to appease him and make further plans later.
As expected, Sun Hu, who had already taken one step out of the office, hesitated and then pulled his foot back.
"Will you really let me come to the office in the future?"
"As long as you perform well, I will definitely transfer you back."
Song Qiao replied with a light laugh.
"Alright, I'll go along with you for now. I hope you keep your word."
Only then did Sun Hu grudgingly agree, biting his lip.
In fact, he was in a difficult position now. After graduating from college, he had been unable to find a suitable job and had been idly wasting his days at home. Many neighbors had secretly cursed him for being a freeloader.
...
After settling Sun Hu's matter, Song Qiao had just returned to his office when he received a call from Guo Jun.
"Brother Song, what have you been busy with lately? Do you have time to go out for a drink tonight? We haven't gotten together alone for a while."
"How about it, do you, Mr. Busy, have time?"
As soon as the call was connected, Guo Jun's somewhat hearty voice came through.
"Oh, Brother Guo, don't tease me anymore."
Song Qiao sighed and said helplessly,
"I'm afraid I can't today. There are still a lot of things to do at the company, and my mother-in-law said we might have guests today, so I need to go home earlier."
"Alright then, we'll make another appointment another day."
Guo Jun on the other end of the line was a bit disappointed, but he also understood Song Qiao's busy schedule. After all, his business was growing, and it would be strange if he were idle all day.
"Alas, I'm really sorry, Brother Guo. I really can't get away today."
Seeing Guo Jun's low spirits, Song Qiao said apologetically.
"Brother Song, you're being too formal. But brother, I hear you sighing. Have you encountered something? Tell me about it, and I'll see if I can help."
Guo Jun said with a half-joking tone.
Song Qiao shook his head slightly. After a pause, he said,
"It's nothing major, really. It's just that an old acquaintance insisted on arranging for his son to work in my factory."
"It's one thing that he didn't go through the interview process, but the first time I met him today, I already felt he wasn't reliable."
"Moreover, he came and asked for a management position directly. He really doesn't know his place."
"Then just kick him out. Someone like that who doesn't know any better, it's only because Brother Song has a good temper that you're like this. If it were me, I would have kicked him out long ago."
Before Song Qiao could finish speaking, Guo Jun said indignantly.
"Is it that simple?"
Song Qiao sighed again and explained his mother-in-law's arrangement to Guo Jun.
"Now, after much persuasion, I've finally arranged for him to work in the workshop. I hope he doesn't cause any trouble for me during this time."
"Brother Guo, I assume you have such relatives around you. How do you usually deal with them?"
After pouring out his troubles, Song Qiao couldn't help but ask Guo Jun for his experience.
After all, the other party was the brother-in-law of the most influential person in the city. He must have dealt with many people seeking favors.
"What can I do?" Guo Jun chuckled and continued, "Usually, if I don't want to do it, but I can't refuse, I'll play for time by being evasive. Anyway, they can't outlast me."
"But the most important thing, I need to remind Brother Song about one point."
"In front of outsiders, you must never give such people a good look, otherwise, the tactic of 'a fox borrowing the tiger's might' is a common trick for these people."
"At that time, it might bring you endless trouble."
"So, in my opinion, it's best to find an opportunity to kick this guy out as soon as possible."
Guo Jun solemnly advised Song Qiao.
"Okay, I'll look for an opportunity when the time comes."
Song Qiao agreed and was about to hang up the phone.
"Hey, wait a minute."
Guo Jun suddenly remembered something.
"I heard your company is looking for a media company to cooperate with. I manage one called Xingwei Media, which is quite well-known in this city. Do you still need one, Brother Song?"
Song Qiao was stunned. He hadn't expected Guo Jun to have such a company, and Xingwei Media was indeed a leading player in the city's media industry.
Thinking of this, he suddenly said with pleasant surprise, "That's great! My wife has been worrying about the lack of partners recently."
"How about this, give me the contact information later, and I'll have my wife contact them."
As the saying goes, it's best to keep business within the family. With the close relationship between him and Guo Jun, cooperation between their two companies would undoubtedly lead to a win-win situation.
Seeing Song Qiao agree, Guo Jun was also very pleased. Xiangpiaopiao was currently the most promising stock. Being able to cooperate with Song Qiao, this media company would likely have a lot of business in the future.
After a few more pleasantries and jokes, they hung up the phone.
Song Qiao put down his phone and picked up Lin Jing's summarized monthly financial report to continue browsing.
Now that the factory's production capacity was stable and business was steadily increasing every day, coupled with the recent construction of a media company and Xiangpiaopiao stores, he believed that before long, he could completely combine the two companies into a group, achieve another qualitative leap in business, and then venture into other promising industries.
Thinking of this, Song Qiao unconsciously glanced at the calendar on his desk. He had reached this point five years earlier than in his previous life after his rebirth.
Just as Song Qiao was feeling a bit excited, the phone suddenly rang.
"Xiao Song, hurry back. Something's happened at home!"