Just as Lao Ma was about to open his mouth, he suddenly realized that Zhao Dong was not in a hurry.
He took a sip of water, took another breath, and then asked suspiciously: "Mr. Zhao, you don't seem worried?"
Zhao Dong joked, "Why don't you worry? After paying back this money, I can hardly put on my pants!"
Lao Ma said helplessly: "Sixteen people, just take a look!"
Zhao Dong took the list and looked at it, with a sneer on his lips.
It seems that this matter must be planned by someone behind the scenes.
Otherwise, how could so many people have agreed to withdraw their shares together?
And if it doesn’t break out early, it won’t break out late.
When he was planning to buy the waste land for the tannery factory, no one made a fuss and no one objected.
The transaction was completed, work clothes had been started, and Tianding Plaza was about to reopen, but it happened to come out at this time!
If he said that no one had given instructions and plans, then he certainly wouldn’t believe it!
However, Zhao Dong breathed a sigh of relief. After this time, the company's flesh and blood had been completely purified!
He handed the list to Xiaofang, "Calculate, how much money will be refunded?"
Xiaofang calculated it for a long time and didn't dare to make any mistakes.
After a while, she looked up with a grimace and said, "Eight hundred thousand!"
Zhao Dong put out his cigarette butt, "Okay, prepare the contract and go through the procedures for withdrawing shares for them!"
Xiaofang was dumbfounded. She originally thought Zhao Dong had some back-up plan.
But I didn’t expect that Zhao Dong’s idea was to withdraw his shares and pay back the money as agreed?
The more she thought about it, the more depressed she became, and her tone was somewhat unwilling, "But if we really have to refund this money, we won't have any money in our account..."
"Besides, why should we withdraw for them if they want to withdraw?"
Zhao Dong asked back, "Xiaofang, Brother Ma, do you two believe me?"
Xiaofang rolled her eyes and said, "Nonsense, if the two of us didn't believe you, we would have withdrawn our shares together!"
Lao Ma didn't express his position and just nodded.
Zhao Dong patted the two of them on the shoulders and said: "Don't worry, within a month, I will definitely make these people regret it!"
He didn't reveal much, but it was the calmness and confidence in his words that easily infected the two people in front of him.
Xiaofang turned her head and said, "Bah, you don't do your job all day long. When did you learn to stir up emotions?"
"With fewer people in the company in the future, will we treat me like a cow and a horse?"
Zhao Dong laughed and asked Lao Ma to stay at home to appease everyone.
He took Xiaofang to the bank. When he was withdrawing cash, a sum of money was transferred to his account. It was from Wang Meng.
Zhao Dong handed Xiaofang his mobile phone, bank card, and ID card, and explained: "This is another investment. You can transfer it to the company's account."
"When we go back, we will redo the equity agreement, report it to Huake Group, and then go to the relevant departments to file it."
Xiaofang was stunned, "Another investment? Okay, Mr. Zhao, no wonder you weren't in a hurry just now. You are confident in your feelings!"
"But where do you get your talent from? How can you always attract investment at critical moments?"
No wonder she was surprised. If it hadn't been for the one million last time, the company wouldn't have had the funds to acquire the land of the tannery.
Today is the same. She was worried just now. How will she spend the rest of the day?
The result was good, Zhao Dong attracted another investor like magic!
Zhao Dong gave it up, "Secret!"
...
When the two of them returned to Tianding, the conference room was packed with people and covered with clouds and fog.
Some people were suspicious of the letter, fearing that Zhao Dong was trying to spread suspicion in the past, and then fled with the little secretary and the money.
When they saw the two men coming back, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Dong sat down at the front seat and was not in a hurry, holding a cigarette in his mouth and smoking slowly.