Chu Heng just entered the building carrying his things in a swaggering manner, and within a few steps he met an employee from another office.
The man saw that this guy had a suitcase in each hand, and one of the hands was carrying a large bag of money. His eyes immediately straightened, he blinked in astonishment, and immediately greeted him enthusiastically: "Hey, Chu Heng is back.
Look, you are truly worthy of being the God of Wealth. You never come empty-handed, come here, come here, I will get one for you!"
This man was also very good at choosing, and he directly reached out to pick up the box of books.
When Chu Heng saw him, he held it with one hand. He didn't dare to let go directly. Instead, he warned him first: "Be careful. There are books in this box, and they are very heavy!"
"Okay, let go." The man quickly added another hand to take it. The heavy weight made him a little surprised why Chu Heng came back with a box of books, so he asked: "You are carrying a box of books?"
What do you want to do with this box?"
"I'm telling you, these are all treasures!" Chu Heng smiled and walked upstairs with him, babbling about the cooperation he had negotiated with Chrissy and the origin of the money in his hand.
Talked about it in general.
After he finished speaking, the two of them came upstairs. The man carrying a heavy box of books was already panting from exhaustion, but this guy was extremely excited and helped put the books at the door of Mr. Meng's office.
Then, he took a box of Haocai cigarettes given by Chu Heng and ran away like a gust of wind. The direction seemed to be the office of a certain director.
"Look at how you look like you have never seen the world." Chu Billionaire Heng looked at the man with a smile, bent down to lift up the box containing books on the ground, and looked at the door in front of him with a clear
He raised his foot and kicked the office door with his footprints on it.
"Bang!"
The door opened in response.
Meng Huazhi, who was reviewing the documents, was not frightened at all. Instead, he felt nostalgic. He calmly put down his pen and raised his head to look at Chu Heng who came in carrying something. When he saw the bag of money in this guy's hand,
, suddenly smiled and said hurriedly: "You're back. Did your trip go well?"
"Look at what you're asking, is there anything going wrong if I'm here? Not to mention a small Hong Kong Island, even the Himalayas I have to level it!" Chu Heng groaned, carrying something.
Walking inside, the smell of poverty is still in your mouth.
"I believe this!"
For Qian's sake, Meng Huazhi held his smelly feet with a smile, and even took out a tea set and put it on the table, preparing to make tea for Chu Heng himself.
While talking, Chu Heng came to the desk, put down his suitcase first, and then put the bag of money on the table: "This is the royalties from the book, totaling more than 500,000 yuan."
"So much?" Meng Huazhi pulled the money in front of him with a smile, patted the net bag gently, smelled the faint smell of ink, and grinned from ear to ear: "Okay, with this money, the comrades outside
We can have a good year this year!”
"There are more follow-ups." Chu Heng took out another envelope from his pocket and threw it over, saying: "This is the account I opened at Citibank with an offshore company. From now on, Chrissy's side will send it to us every quarter."
The settled royalties are put into this."
"What company?" Meng Huazhi was a little confused after hearing this. Although he held a high position, he was not very familiar with some things outside.
"Offshore company." Seeing this, Chu Heng smiled and shared some knowledge about offshore companies with him.
"Oh, that's what happened, these capitalists have quite a lot of tricks." Meng Huazhi curled his lips after hearing this, and put the deposits and seals in the envelope into the drawer like a treasure, with a smile on his face.
It's pleats.
To him, this is a golden chicken that lays eggs and needs to be put away.
"Here you go too." Chu Heng took out another report he had written when he was on Hong Kong Island and handed it to him, saying: "This is a report about the trading company I got.
Nothing is too important, just take a look at it when you have time."
"good."
When Meng Huazhi heard that it was not important, he took it and threw it aside. Then he poured a cup of tea with a smile, pushed it in front of him, and said, "Here, drink tea."
"well."
Chu Heng, who was indeed a little thirsty, picked up the tea cup and took a few sips. Then he bent down and opened the box containing cigarettes and alcohol among the two suitcases at his feet. He took out two cigarettes and two bottles of red wine and put them on the table.
Above: "I brought this back from Hong Kong Island. It doesn't cost much, so don't dislike it."
"How little money does this cost?" Meng Huazhi took it over, took a look at it, couldn't help but smacked it in his mouth, and said, "It's a good luck, the cigarette and the wine are more than a thousand, right?"
"Hey, small money." Chu Heng was not surprised that he knew the price. He smiled and waved his hand: "You can just take it."
"I said you are really rich! More than a thousand yuan is a small amount of money!" Meng Huazhi looked at the things in front of him, and then glanced at Chu Heng, who was sitting in front of him like a rich man, and couldn't help but think of today.
When Jiang Fanghao and others came to report in the morning, they mentioned that this kid bought two pieces of land there, and their brows slowly wrinkled.
He didn't really believe this at first. After all, the land in Hong Kong Island was not cheap, and Chu Heng went there with bare hands. In such a short period of time, no matter how talented he was, he couldn't build such a big business, right?
But now when he saw this grandson casually sending something worth a thousand yuan, Meng Huazhi couldn't help but start to doubt, so he thought for a while and asked in a low voice: "I heard that your kid is doing business over there? Why not?"
I bought two pieces of land, is that true?"
"Who did you listen to? It's nothing. Don't listen to other people's nonsense." Chu Heng immediately shook his head in denial, pretending to be speechless, and said: "That piece of land costs millions, what should I buy it for?
Go? You can really do it, you can believe this kind of thing."
This was his long-planned plan. He allowed Che Xiaobao and the others to spread the news about the land purchase, and even took the initiative to spread some other news, but he would never admit it himself. His purpose was to create a
Some specious rumors are mixed up to cover up some real news that may appear later.
"Really not?"
Meng Huazhi looked at him and the cigarettes and wine on the table, still a little suspicious.
"Haha, I heard that the God of Wealth is back? How much did you get back this time?" At this moment, a department leader walked in directly from the open door and saw the colorful bag on the table.
His eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly stepped forward and reached out to grab it: "Good guy! How much does this cost?"
"Hey, what are you doing, what are you doing! Don't move!" Meng Huazhi still had the thought to ask Chu Heng, and quickly reached out to protect the beautiful knives on the table: "You old boy bandit, you will steal money when you enter the house!"
"Tsk, look at how stingy you are, I'll give it a try." The leader rolled his eyes at him, took his hand back, turned to look at Chu Heng, and looked at him with admiration: "Xiao Chu, did your trip go well?
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"Thanks to you, everything goes well." Chu Heng stood up quickly: "Sit down."
"No, no, no, no, please sit down." The leader stretched out his hand and pushed him down. Without any airs, he asked pleasantly: "I heard that you discussed cooperation with that so-and-so again? Come on, let's talk to uncle.