"When can the goods be delivered?" Wang Shiyuan asked.
"Transfer money to this account, and the things in this garden will belong to you." Fan Wubing wrote a string of numbers on the paper and handed them to Wang Shiyuan.
"The account of Swiss Bank--" Wang Shiyuan was surprised after taking it. He never expected that in his hands, a mainland student like Fan Wubing, there was a Swiss Bank account, and he couldn't help but feel a little respect.
The Hong Kong people were very skilled in doing business. They went out and called the other side, explained the situation, and ordered people to enter 560 million yen into Fan Wubing's account before returning.
"The matter is done, but I'm curious how you check it out?" Wang Shiyuan said to Fan Wubing.
Among domestic banks, they do not have the ability to directly query Swiss bank accounts. If you want to query, you must go through branches in Hong Kong. Therefore, Wang Shiyuan is curious about how Fan Wubing controls his assets.
Fan Wubing curled his lips and walked directly to his father's room. He called Qiu Baohua from Guangdong, "Hey, is Lao Qiu? Let me check my account in Hong Kong and report a number. If there is an urgent matter, yes."
"Just wait a moment." Fan Wubing shrugged Wang Shiyuan and said.
"Do you have an agent in Hong Kong?" Wang Shiyuan felt a little unbelievable.
However, since the young man in front of him could control such a large plate and planted thousands of Clivia a few years ago, he would definitely not be for fun. So far, there are only players who can have such a great spirit on the entire continent. What is his origin? Wang Shiyuan looked at Fan Wubing and found it difficult to make a conclusion. No matter how he speculated, he had to overturn his original idea on his own.
"Is there really a genius in this world saying this?" Wang Shiyuan was puzzled and finally had to shake his head.
Fan Wubing smiled softly and said to him, "Some things you can't figure out are not to think about. You just need to know that you can make a lot of money in this business. Why bother thinking about those irrelevant things? As the saying goes, there is nothing in the world, and mediocre people disturb you."
Wang Shiyuan shook his head with a wry smile, thinking that he was so old that he would be taught how to do things by a child.
After a while, the phone rang. It was the phone call from Qiu Baohua from Guangzhou, but his voice sounded a little trembling, "Mr. Fan, your account, your account, is more than 600 million yen! More than 600 million yen!"
"Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work. I have something to do. Let's talk about it later. Just like that, goodbye!" Fan Wubing was afraid that Qiu Baohua would say something inappropriate, so he hurriedly hung up the phone.
Six hundred million yen? It seems that Wu Zhi Xiaoji has transferred the income to his account again. This guy's inflatable doll business is really very popular. Maybe he can really succeed in entering the United States. In that case, the share of the guy's share is quite large! Fan Wubing thought about it and said to Wang Shiyuan, "It has been confirmed that the account has been received. Next, how do you plan to transport these Clivia away? This is a large number of goods, without a charter, and it will be messy."
"You don't need Mr. Fan's instructions to do this. You've been ready long ago." Wang Shiyuan smiled and stretched out a fist and said, "The ten big trucks were taken away in one night."
Fan Wubing directly took Wang Shiyuan to the office of the pig farm, told the three brothers to arrange meals, and then made a few bottles of good wine. He took turns to persuade him to drink, and he drank it hard. Wang Shiyuan couldn't resist it and used the excuse to pick up goods at night, so he was considered a break.
It was almost evening when ten trucks drove into the pig farm. Six or seven odd jobs were pulled from a large truck. As soon as they entered the garden, they ransacked the guys. The employees in the pig farm were so scared that they thought someone came to play the game. After a long time, they found out that they were here to move flowers.
People of sixty or seventy carried hoes, shovels and other things, rushed into the botanical garden in a swarm. When more than a dozen large light bulbs opened, they shone inside like daylight. Then everyone shook their arms and dug them all, digging them all over the place, and finally they made a big pit about one foot deep inside. At first glance, it seemed like a mine array had entered.
Fan Wubing and Wang Shiyuan stayed in the office outside the garden and stayed in the middle of the garden. In the middle, Fan Wubing also told the three brothers to get some hot soup, water, dry food, etc. for the worker to fill their stomachs.
This group of people often go to the fields to work. In the second half of the night, they basically dug up the Clivia in the garden, leaving only a circle of roses around them, and it looked like a large area of ​​darkness on the ground.
Accompanied by Fan Wubing, Wang Shiyuan walked around the garden, meaning to see how he was digging. As a result, after walking a few steps, he fell into the pit. Although it was not deep and only reached the calf, he couldn't help but flash, and twisted his waist, and hummed non-stop.
"Yeah, what should I do? Come and invite a doctor!" Fan Wubing shouted to Mr. Wang as soon as he saw it.
"Hey—" Boss Wang responded and immediately went back to the village.
The local doctor is much more effective than the foreign doctor. Boss Wang quickly invited an old Chinese doctor in his sixties. Although he was a little older, his hands and feet were quite neat. When he came to Wang Shiyuan's hand and touched it, he said, "It's okay, stretch your muscles, just push it in the house for a few times!"
So everyone carried Wang Shiyuan into the room. The old doctor lifted Wang Shiyuan's clothes, took the medicinal wine, sprayed it on his waist and back, and then asked for a bowl of sea, ignited the white wine, and rubbed the flame with his hands, rubbed it hard on Wang Shiyuan's waist and back. After a while, the bruised part became normal.
"Stay good night and it will be fine tomorrow." The old doctor explained and left.
"Then let's stay for one night with peace of mind, and you won't be in a hurry anyway." Fan Wubing said.
"No!" Wang Shiyuan was worried and struggled to do it and said, "The nights are long and dreams are too many! Now the transaction of Clivia is subject to heavy taxes, so I'd better leave overnight! Such a little injury is not a problem!"
Chapter completed!