books44 Chapter 244 Burning Their Dog Eyes
Chapter 244 Burning Their Dog Eyes
The next day, Shen Jia met with Nie Guofeng and directly allocated 100 million yuan to Shenzhen Municipal Government.
Make sure that all the Mid-Autumn Festival gifts are allocated.
She didn't want to care who would get the big money.
In short, the target is the entire city of Shenzhen.
The boss of Tencent is just such a good boy from Shenzhen.
Then another 100 million was taken out and distributed directly from the bank to various municipal departments and branches, and even to various street units.
Standing in the sun, right?
She just acted like the sun, blinding their eyes.
“Why two times?”
Shen Jia looked at Nie Guofeng drinking tea leisurely and rolled his eyes at him.
"I can't bear to see you being so idle. So, I'll find you something to do."
Nie Guofeng was almost sent away by a sip of tea.
"I'm very busy. I'm only halfway through this month's tasks."
Judging from the implicit meaning of his words, it is clear that this senior business worker is under a lot of pressure.
In the past month, many senior executives at the level of vice president and above in the banking industry of Dahua have resigned.
There are too many inside stories involved, and a lot of funds are flowing overseas.
Of course, Mr. Deng is under a lot of pressure.
But even though 2 million has been deducted, there are still more than 9 million left in the account.
Including public accounts, the total active funds are close to 10 billion.
Not to mention that 100 of the big guys were nailed to his house.
"I didn't even ask Dong Qing to open a public account at CCB. You can't just catch me here. There are still many bosses in Dashen City. There are many small bosses and many big bosses too."
"What's the point? We are transferring a lot of assets abroad."
He took another sip of tea. "You took such a large sum of money out last time. It's really hurting me."
"Enough, enough." Shen Jia interrupted his acting, "You didn't tell me about the money I got back, but you kept complaining about the funds you need for turnover. In the afternoon, let Dong Qing transport all the wine he brought to you back to the warehouse."
"No, no, no, ancestor, it's so close to the Mid-Autumn Festival and I'm already embarrassed to give you a gift. Please don't, please don't."
He rummaged through the drawer and pulled out two cans of tea leaves. "Mr. Xiao He got these. Do you want some?"
"Keep it for yourself."
This is really outrageous. For a super wealthy man like her, not only does he not give her gifts during the holidays, but he also has to give wine and Mid-Autumn Festival benefits to this old man.
Nie Guofeng took out an invitation letter with a smile.
"Where are you trying to trick me into going again?"
He lowered his voice and asked, "Are you interested in the Green Energy Investment Conference?"
She reached out to take it and saw that it said there was a banquet tomorrow night.
Instead of reuniting with your family during the Mid-Autumn Festival, are you getting together to engage in pyramid schemes?
They always claim to inherit national culture.
Are you throwing big banquets to make money?
As expected, inheritance can only rely on the grassroots.
These chicken soups mixed with soup packets can only be used by cows and horses to relieve themselves after swallowing a bowl of half-cooked rice, for fear of choking to death.
“Gu Qingyan said that new energy cannot be considered a blue ocean project now. His existing businesses were all acquired in the early years and have already started to make profits.
If I enter the market now, even if I don’t lose money, I probably won’t make any money and will just tire myself out. Forget it, I don’t want to do it. I don’t have the time either.”
Unless his investment promotion conference is a big scam.
"Do you have plans tomorrow?"
"move place."
"Oh my god, why didn't you tell me earlier?" He took out his phone, not knowing what he was looking for. "Assistant Chi is really tight-lipped. He didn't leak anything."
Shen Jia: ...
"Why are you in such a hurry for me to move?"
"How can you not be anxious? You are alone. Have you arranged for the aunt at home? Do you need any help?"
"Dongqing has arranged everything in advance. Don't worry about it. That's it. I have to go to the airport to pick up Mr. He. Let's go."
Nie Guofeng saw her get up and leave so quickly, and called out from behind:
"You're moving tomorrow, so why don't you invite me to your warm home the day after tomorrow? My boyfriend tore me apart at home the whole night last time, and he insisted on meeting you in person."
Shen Jiayang raised his hand without looking back, "I don't have time to entertain you."
"No, once you've sent this money, I can't block so many dinner parties for you. Why don't you just have a party at home? How can you not collect a share of the money while warming up the house?
You have to give people a chance to thank you.”
"Letters of praise and declarations of thanks are the most hypocritical things. If he really needs to do something, then he can do it. Nothing else is necessary."
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The next morning, Shen Jia and He Muzhou set out from Qingwan No. 8 and arrived home at 08:.
The housekeeper was a lady in her 40s named Ning. She looked like a warm and capable woman. She arranged the materials and procedures required for entering the house smoothly.
Even before entering the house, a long blessing speech was sung.
Finally, she was allowed to carry in a brazier filled with charcoal, symbolizing prosperity.
Shen Jia gave red envelopes to her and all the servants, even He Muzhou was not left out.
I didn't expect that I, who hadn't received any red envelopes in all these years, would suddenly become the one giving out red envelopes.
Harmful!
Su Yuben had agreed to come over and accompany him into the house, and had even prepared a red envelope for him, but that idiot probably listened to her father.
He said that only family members could enter the house and asked her to come back tomorrow.
What did the old man say?
Aren’t your biological best friends considered family members?
But last time Su Yu called me dad.
Are you afraid that you will snatch the position of father from him?
Alas, can’t we let young people handle their own affairs?
The next moment, He Muzhou handed her an extra-large red envelope.
It immediately cured her unreasonable sadness.
The envy of receiving red envelopes has nothing to do with the amount.
I just suddenly felt that being remembered by others wasn’t a bad feeling.
He Muzhou's eyebrows raised slightly and a smile appeared on his lips.
"Congratulations, and good luck with your move."
Shen Jia jumped up, hung on him, hugged his head and kissed him all over.
"Zhou Zhou, my dear, you are such a caring and sweet husband."
He Muzhou held her legs, his eyebrows bent, "You won't be alone."
Shen Jia slid off him, "Hey, stop being sentimental, come on, I'll take you to see your room."
He bent down slightly, tilted his head and looked at her with a smile, "Aren't I in the same room with you? Not only do I have to schedule my work for replying messages, but I also have to schedule my work for sleeping?"
Shen Jia was in a good mood and didn't want to argue with him.
"Alright, then I'll let you admire my bedroom."
The furniture and decorations on the third floor are basically made of mahogany. This dark decoration style actually looks a bit depressing.
But after completing the high-ceiling duplex and turning on all the lights in the house, it gives an illusion of grandeur.
So when she said the word "bedroom" at this moment, although it was a bit exaggerated, the strong sense of layering and the rich ancient Chinese charm, elegance and luxury were overwhelming.
The servants had already sorted out the clothes and ornaments upstairs and placed them neatly in the cloakroom.
Su Yu's things had already been placed in the princess' room in the tower.
Seeing the huge bed, He Muzhou didn't know whether he was joking or hiding his inner disappointment:
"Such a big bed, it seems you really want to be together."
Shen Jia: ...
She had a bad sleeping posture and he had made fun of her several times.
A big bed?
Could it be that when she wanted to turn over and rolled off the single bed every night, she swore that she would buy a bed in the future that she would not fall off no matter how hard she rolled?
She looked at him seriously and said, "Believe it or not, my original intention was to turn over happily."