Chapter 1112 Warning, excessive sweetness (57)
Mr. Song’s child lost this matter, and it ended up causing a big fuss.
Because Mr. Song himself came to the scene in person.
The huge VIP reception room was completely silent.
The main person in charge of the venue and the investment boss, a series of seven or eight people in charge rushed over.
Some came from the meeting, some came from their wives, and some were taking a shower, throwing on a coat and shorts and hurried over.
Several bosses sat in front of Song Naichao, cowering like a grandson, apologizing sincerely, almost kneeling down to beg for mercy.
The person in charge stood aside, with his hands folded on his lower abdomen, his head lowered to his chest, and said nothing.
Everyone's attention is on Mr. Song, who is sitting at the top. Although he hasn't said anything yet, the person responsible for the entire event has already come over and confessed.
At this time, Jiang Tang was sitting next to Song Naichao, sighing helplessly.
"You have no responsibility, and the child has been found and sent home, so you don't need to be nervous."
Jiang Tang lied that the child had been sent back by his assistant, but the people in front of him still felt that they were guilty and looked sincere.
"Master Song was almost lost in our place. The responsibility still lies with us. We must apologize for scaring the children."
Song Naichao's face was calm, without any consciousness of being a party involved. He just nodded coldly, then waved, and the secretary standing behind him stepped forward and handed the documents in his hands to the bosses in the room.
"Our boss does not need compensation. Please sign here and donate some money to the Song Charity Foundation to help those lost children."
Donate money?
"Okay, okay. Donate if you want."
In this way, each of the three bosses donated 50,000 yuan. They felt at ease and could do some good deeds at the same time, killing two birds with one stone.
On the way back, Jiang Tang leaned against the car window and asked. "Did you establish the charity foundation?"
"Well, it's been almost forty years since it was founded."
The Song family is a century-old enterprise. Judging from the time of its establishment, the company was founded three hundred years ago. It was originally called Ankang Weaving Factory. It later expanded its transportation business and changed its name to the Song family three hundred years ago.
Therefore, such a large multinational enterprise was founded by Song Naichao.
The main change in ownership over the years has also been his different pseudonyms.
After living for so many years, it is really not easy to still have such an upright and naive attitude.
"I heard from the secretary that you donate hundreds of millions every year and adopt more than 7,000 children."
"Well, are you curious, I am actually a big philanthropist."
Jiang Tang nodded. Song Naichao was not such a kind-hearted person.
The man laughed.
"It was him. He met homeless children grabbing food on the road. Some of the weak ones were beaten until their noses were bruised and swollen, and some died on the street without anyone caring about them. So when I took control of this body , the foundation was established. I thought it was troublesome at the time, so I just let him do it. Anyway, it didn’t require me to use my brain, which meant spending more money. But it was also because of this foundation that our Song family’s business became more and more prosperous. Okay, I think it’s profitable, so I’ll go ahead.”
Jiang Tang nodded and watched the car slowly drive towards the countryside.
"So the girl who has been trying to take you away was adopted by you, or is she a relative of yours?"
When Song Naichao realized who the girl Jiang Tang was talking about, his eyebrows turned cold.
"Well, the Italian orphan has outstanding performance, so I recruited her into the company."
(End of chapter)