Chapter 1054 How Much Money Do You Have?

Chapter 1054 How Much Money Do You Have?

Chapter 1054 How much money do you have?

The meeting is almost over here. Zeng Wangcai has said everything he needs to say, and the person he hired is very good.

But you can't just rely on your mouth to get things done.

Zeng Wangcai said at the end of the meeting: "Chief, leaders, I believe that my heart is good, but such a big thing cannot be resolved by just talking. What should be done must be done, and the rules must be established. Everyone, please pay attention to the account I opened in the stock market tomorrow morning..."

When we are going to war, we can't just talk big.

According to Li Jiacheng's report, Monica from that foundation will bring people here the day after tomorrow.

Tomorrow is the last day. We must get all the policy matters settled and connect the dots. We must all work together to make the most of the profits, uh...to defend the stock market.

After the meeting, Zeng Wangcai arranged for the three old men to stay here, while he had a rare opportunity to be with his wife.

At around eight o'clock the next morning, Zeng Wangcai came out with Zhang Xiuzhi with dark circles under his eyes. The old men on the same floor had already gotten up and were exercising in the corridor.

As old people, they sleep later than dogs and wake up earlier than chickens.

We went downstairs to eat. There was a separate area behind the restaurant, which was specially used for meals for the people in the base camp.

The old men were not used to Western food, and Zeng Wangcai didn't like it very much either, so Zhang Xiuzhi ordered the preparation of millet porridge, steamed buns and fried dough sticks for breakfast. As for the old city's soy milk and the like, Zhang Xiuzhi didn't like it, and the chef didn't know how to make it, so she didn't prepare it.

Zeng Wangcai and his wife drank porridge happily, and the old men silently put their eggs on Zeng Wangcai's plate.

"What does that mean?" Zeng Wangcai looked at the three extra eggs with a confused look on his face.

"It's meaningless. You're young, so eat more!" Liu Yong patted Zeng Wangcai's hand, "You've worked too hard."

???

Before Zeng Wangcai could come to his senses, the old men had finished their meal and went upstairs.

Zhang Xiuzhi blushed: "I told you to be quiet last night and go to bed early, but you didn't listen."

Shit, did you old bastards hear that?

No, the decoration is very soundproof.

Zeng Wangcai touched his face and glanced at the glass beside him, then he realized that his smoke rings were a bit serious: "Don't worry about them, the relationship between husband and wife is the right path of human relations, we are a legal couple, don't you think I can still be a seven-time man now?"

"Seven times?" Zhang Xiuzhi was stunned for a moment, then became embarrassed and annoyed, "If you dare to do it less than once tonight, you can try it."

"..."

Wife, I was wrong. I shouldn't have boasted...

Little episodes and little touches of sentiment in life are very useful in setting the atmosphere before a big battle.

When going upstairs, Zeng Wangcai called Xu Huizhen who was in the Thousand Peaks City, and only felt relieved after confirming that the funds had been returned.

The City of Thousand Peaks doesn't need that much money anymore because all the things have been bought by the Americans.

This is what Zeng Wangcai wanted to see. With the Americans protecting him in front and acting as the scapegoat, he only needed to instruct Xu Huizhen to follow Xiao Ye closely and purchase the necessary materials and technology.

The Russians' decades of savings cannot be bought out by the Americans in a short period of time, and the big Russians only have the majority, there are still some small amounts such as second or third Russians.

Therefore, what Zeng Wangcai thought at the time was a battle for national destiny has changed.

After finishing breakfast and going upstairs, Zeng Wangcai saw three old men already sitting in the office, each holding a large teacup in his hand.

"Hurry up!" Yang Mingyuan blew on the floating tea leaves and said calmly, "You said half of it yesterday, meaning that there will be money in the account. I know you want to reassure the leaders. In fact, the money is not important. The leaders held a meeting overnight and basically decided on this matter. And the price limit mechanism you mentioned will be adjusted according to your wishes."

"You can't say that. We still have to have what we need. I'm just setting a standard. If we encounter this kind of thing again in the future, we will have a standard." Zeng Wangcai said seriously.

"Are you hinting at something?" Liu Yong glanced sideways.

"Of course." Zeng Wangcai nodded, "You should remember the feasting and drinking at the factory when we came back together, right?"

"Nonsense, I have been reporting this issue for the past few years." Speaking of this, Su Ming became furious.

Su Ming didn't say anything else because there was no point in reacting.

The business is too big and the situation is too common to be handled.

"What I want to say is that these enterprises will be reorganized and eventually fall into the hands of individuals if the country can no longer support them. Do you three believe it?" Zeng Wangcai asked.

"This..." Liu Yong thought for a moment and said, "It shouldn't be possible. How could a private individual obtain state-owned assets?"

"Then tell me, how did the steel mill and the automobile factory become mine?" Zeng Wangcai squinted and smiled.

The several factories under his control were previously state-owned assets. Now, haven’t they become the private property of the Zeng family?

Liu Yong didn't expect Zeng Wangcai to pick a fight with him: "You are different. You spent money and made contributions, and your contributions are very outstanding. The most important thing is that your companies have played an even more important role than before, and your contribution to the country is greater than the country's holdings."

"Yes, there is contribution. Then how can you be sure that there is no contribution after others get it privately?" Zeng Wangcai asked back.

Nothing to say, no answer.

Zeng Wangcai sneered at this and said, "People are different. Not everyone can hold back in the face of huge interests. Let me say something unpleasant. This also includes our grassroots leaders. If there is leadership support and collusion between the inside and outside, the possibility of state-owned assets being sold at a low price is very high."

"So that's the root of the problem." Liu Yong suddenly realized, "Are you too worried that these companies will fall into private pockets, so you made such a big deal?"

This is not just wishful thinking, this is what actually happened later.

Forget it, it’s unnecessary to talk about this now.

Zeng Wangcai shook his head: "The higher-ups should have seen my back by now, so let's not talk about this, you will see it for yourself later."

Among the three old men, Yang Mingyuan is in the best health, followed by the other two. However, over the years, although the three old carriages have had some bumps and bruises and many minor problems that need repair, there are no major problems. Zeng Wangcai feels that as long as the three old men do not have any major malignant diseases, it will not be a problem for them to live another ten or twenty years, and they will see everything they are supposed to see.

Zeng Wangcai ended the topic and went over to turn on the computer.

The call has not come yet and the formal administrative order has not been issued, so Zeng Wangcai is not sure.

The machine runs and the computer screen lights up.

Three old men who were no strangers to computer screens gathered around and watched Zeng Wangcai operate.

Zeng Wangcai dragged the mouse skillfully, occasionally tapping on the keyboard, and the screen switched to what it should be.

"What is this?" Yang Mingyuan was a little confused.

"LaoTouLe company page."

"Why is there my name on this?"

“You are the legal representative of the company.”

???

I am the legal representative of the company, how come I don’t know?

"I'll explain it later. Please look at the account first. This is the first fund I prepared."

The scene switched, and then three old men began to count "0".

“One or two… I can’t count anymore. There are too many…” Yang Mingyuan rubbed his eyes and asked a question from the bottom of his heart that he wanted to ask but never asked, “How much money do you have?”