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Zhang Moyun turned around and Li Weiyi looked at the legendary man. He should be only forty-seven years old this year, in his prime, with the same tall figure and cold eyes as Zhang Jingchan. However, compared with Zhang Jingchan's Yingxiu, he

The outline is more upright and elegant. Just standing there quietly will make you feel as if you are not angry and powerful.

This man, who is now in the business world, committed suicide in a narrow and simple rental house like a rat crossing the street eight years later.

Li Weiyi's throat was slightly dry and she shouted, "Dad."

Zhang Moyun nodded, pulled a chair and sat down, and said, "Sit." There was a set of Kung Fu tea sets on the table, and a pot of tea had been brewed. Zhang Moyun poured himself a cup, picked up another cup, and put it in front of Li Weiyi.

"Thanks."

Zhang Moyun blew the teacup lightly, smiled, and said, "Tell me, what's the matter? Huo Xiaoyao ran to Shanghai and asked the secretary to stop me? Is there any place to spend money in a hurry? Or is there any trouble that cannot be handled?"

Li Weiyi held the hot tea and replied: "Not me, I'm here to talk to you about Fuming's future."

Zhang Moyun was stunned and smiled even more vigorously, saying, "You can work for another 20 years. What future does it take for you to worry about?"

“It’s not that long.”

Zhang Moyun was stunned.

Li Weiyi nodded and said, "So do you know how much money will immediately break the capital chain of Fuming Group in two months?"

Li Weiyi had to walk out. As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard Zhang Moyun say, "You are doing a good job."

Zhang Moyun seemed to wake up now. He lowered his head to drink water. Li Weiyi walked to him and said, "You really have to make a decision early. The more you go back, you are afraid..."

Zhang Moyun's Adam's apple rolled up and down and didn't say anything.

Li Weiyi clicked on the PPT at this time and said: "Do you know that the real estate regulation policy will be issued next month? Do you know that the document to raise interest rates has been issued at the provincial level? It's just that it has not been made public yet! You know that the end of this

In the month, is the decline in sales of villas nationwide? Have you ever thought about how terrifying the consequences of a newly built Vienna project this fall if it can’t be sold?”

Li Weiyi turned around and looked at him, but he still turned his back to her and said in a hoarse voice: "I am proud of you."

Finally, after the PPT finished speaking, Li Weiyi raised his head and saw Zhang Moyun's face shrouded by the screen light and shadow. He was motionless, like a sculpture. Li Weiyi seemed to have experienced a big battle, full of joy, but exhausted.

After a moment, he showed a proud look and said, "It's just a talk on paper. There is really a funding gap. I will sell one asset in my hand or dismantle the funds with someone. The gap will be filled immediately, and the Domino you mentioned will not appear.

effect."

"go out!"

Zhang Moyun was stunned and shook his head directly: "Impossible, Fuming is of such a large scale, just three million. If it is really so serious, the Finance Department will not not notice it. Are you doing it right?"

"That's their waste." Li Weiyi didn't look at the ppt. The numbers were already familiar with them. There was a whiteboard next to him. She calculated for him on the spot: "There is still 11 million working capital on the books, and the Green project's final house sales are expected to be 800 yuan in one week.

Wan. The Vienna Villa Project payable in one week is 6 million, which is still only considered within one week. The interest payable in the bank is 9 million. The Jiangshan Shuian Project payable in this period is 7 million..."

Zhang Moyun looked at her with a deep look, and she began to tell him one by one PPT one by one.

Li Weiyi wrote a number on the whiteboard.

"No need to say anything." Zhang Moyun interrupted her and turned around, looking out the window, preventing her from looking directly at his face, "Let me think about it carefully, you can go out first."

"Then keep taking out a loan!" Zhang Moyun interrupted her.

Li Weiyi left the whiteboard pen and said, "I'm not wrong, it's minus 50 million. Even if you no longer invest in new projects, there will be a 50 million funding gap unless you continue to borrow."

Li Weiyi looked at him firmly: "Fu Ming, there is no time."

Zhang Moyun: "How many?"

As she talked, she seemed to see Zhang Jingchan standing in front of her. Mr. Zhang Jingchan, who became famous in the business world 8 years later but had nothing, looked at her father like this. She suddenly realized what tone and expression he would have.

, said these heartfelt words to her father. She unconsciously began to imitate him. She seemed to see the Fuming Group as if a sick giant lying in front of her. And she accurately found out what was on it

The hidden ulcers were exposed to Zhang Moyun. She spoke so hard that her mouth was dry, her eyes were like lightning, her heart was heart-to-heart, and she forgot everything.

"dad!"

There was a moment of silence in the room. Li Weiyi took a big sip of water and shouted, "Dad?"

The style of PPT is simple and simple, just like Zhang Jingchan. The analysis point of view is like someone holding a sharp scimitar in his hand, cutting his bones and cutting his flesh with one knife, calm and cruel.

Zhang Moyun's face changed.

Zhang Moyun looked at Li Weiyi operating the computer and projected the PPT on the screen. Li Weiyi understood that people like him were probably more powerful and arrogant than Zhang Jingchan. Even if they were their own sons, they would be touched by such words.

How can he listen carefully with a vigilant heart?

Li Weiyi thought about it and did not follow Zhang Jingchan's PPT, but began to analyze it in depth step by step, but instead raised a question: "Do you know what the size of the capital gap today can make the Fuming Group's capital chain immediately break?"

Li Weiyi felt chill in his heart.

The giant will eventually collapse, with blood all over the ground and sorrow all over the field.

Zhang Moyun had no expression on his face. At some point, he put down the teacup, spread his five fingers and pressed the tabletop, and leaned forward slightly.

“3 million.”

She calculated one by one and finally got the number 3 million. She put a little harder on the whiteboard and said, "Because the books have been changing and flowing, it is not obvious. Once there is any change, such as accounts receivable cannot be collected, such as

The next loan of the bank cannot be issued on time, such as the addition of unplanned expenditures - as long as more than 3 million, the capital chain of Fuming can be broken directly. Do you understand what this means? Just like a domino, it falls down.

One piece will fall down countless pieces and eventually collapse completely. Projects under construction will be forced to stop work, accounts payable will not be paid, bank loans will be cut off immediately, and in the end, even workers' wages will not be paid, one by one

, a vicious cycle. The whole Fuming will become a huge gold-snack cave, with gaps everywhere. This plate is too big, we can't hold on."

Li Weiyi's eyes suddenly wet, and she silently said, "Your son is indeed worthy of pride. Then can you promise me to stop investing immediately for my wife and son, for Fuming, and for more people who follow you.

, clearing assets and repaying loans?"

Zhang Moyun finally turned around. His eyes were red, but his face was a smile that only a strong and loving father would have: "Dad promises you that you will not be greedy again in the future."

Given that there have been girls who have been struggling with whether the male protagonist of 160 can take pictures of the female protagonist of 180, Lao Mo will tell you the answer.

Yesterday, a strong man from 180 came to visit the Mo family. Old Mo from 160 was a test, and he easily took a photo, and he didn't have to tiptoe. Especially if the two of them stood close, it would be easier, just raise your hand.

.You also see that the heroine often goes to the hero and still stands or not, that's easier.
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