Song Wang shook his head like a rattle drum.
Before he could back away, Song Ning caught his wrist.
"Brother! Signing this means taking responsibility for this winery! I don't know anything about winemaking, but you do! I want you to be a brother who steps up!"
A District Government official beside them said, "Comrade Song Ning! You were the one who signed the earlier contract promising to pay the taxes on time!"
"Yes! My promise still stands! I'll pay the taxes I'm responsible for! But I want someone who knows the trade to oversee production!"
She turned to Song Wang. "Brother! Will you help me shoulder this burden?"
Song Wang lacked experience, but he was no fool.
His sister had shouldered the risk from the very beginning, entrusted management and sales to Factory Director Zheng, and handed him a ready-made position as the owner...
Everything she had done was simply to help him stand on his own feet, to give him a career that was truly his.
His sister had paved the road before him, step by step.
All he had to do was make good wine.
That was all.
Song Wang's eyes stung, and he sniffed hard.
But this time, he did not back away. He gathered his courage and stepped forward.
"Sis! As long as you think I can do it, I... I'm willing to try!"
Song Ning said warmly, "Brother! Sign it! With so many people helping you, there's nothing to be afraid of!"
Song Wang picked up the pen and wrote his name, stroke by stroke.
Never in his life had he written his name so carefully.
Once the handover was complete, Song Ning had Song Wang sign an employment contract with Zheng Chunzhi on the winery's behalf, right there on the spot.
Zheng Chunzhi