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Chapter 64 The Cultured Teacher(1/2)

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I miss your mother.

Peng San, let me see.

He Weidong's face turned bloody and glared at Peng San angrily, swearing in his heart, but under the black eyes, he picked up the account book on the table.

financial report for the second joint fund.

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jp:20000000hk$

sgp:3000000hk$

.........

......

Looking at the words on the account book, He Weidong's face turned red instantly. He opened his mouth several times, but he didn't know what to read.

They are all in English, and he knows both numbers and letters, but when these are combined, he doesn't know any of them anymore.

Humiliation, naked humiliation.

"Peng San. How dare you fool us! Everyone comes here to see, this bastard actually fools us in English and thinks we are easy to bully."

"What?"

Someone glanced at the account book and found that he really couldn't understand English, so he exploded.

"Peng San, what the hell do you mean?"

"Brother Third, you're overdoing it. 180 million Hong Kong dollars, do you want to eat it so simply? Don't think that your backend is tough, we're afraid of you."

"Peng San. Lei Dou Hei Hong Kong, you can figure it out and don't force us into a hurry."

“….”

Although the investment in the Second United was forced to do so by Yunji's strength, the boss present was willing to invest in Yunji with millions of dollars, and they were all thinking of making money together. Peng San was able to sweep the major gambling companies, and this level of money making is simply cheating, and being able to cooperate with him is not a loss.

When you come out, who is not seeking money? Your head is hanging on your waist and working hard, not for money. But now, you want to take away the money by just a few pieces of broken paper. How can you do this cheap thing in the world?

The big bosses of the four financial companies, Longxingxing and Dingfu, all got angry and stared at Peng San one by one, their eyes full of bad intentions. The bosses of other financial companies were not very good-looking, so they all looked at Peng San, waiting for him to give an explanation.

The pressure of hundreds of people was so terrifying. When stared at by pairs of eyes, the people on Yunji suddenly felt a huge pressure. The white-haired spirit suddenly collapsed, and his muscles couldn't help but shrink together. He took a big strode and stood in front of Peng San.

"Akun. Why the hell do you talk to my third brother?"

"Are you a tycoon. Is there any part of your conversation here?"

"And fat, you put your hand down with the special code and then point at my third brother. Do you believe it or not and I will ruin you."

"Baimao. Don't think that you are the boss when you wear a suit. Behave me afraid of you."

"Baimao. I'm talking to Peng San. Is there a place where you talk?"

"Peng San. If you don't give us an explanation today, you have to ask whether the No. 100 brothers agree or not."

“…”

It's messy, like a chicken coop.

Baimao is not only a good fight, but also a good scolding man. He stood in front of Peng San and started to curse people from the four companies, including 13 Lianlian, Longxingxing, Dingfu and Yusheng. He spitted everywhere, and the wife frequently came out, and he was just about to throw down his clothes and have a big fight.

In response, Peng San was like nothing was wrong, shaking his thighs, smoking a cigar leisurely, and watching Baimao and a group of people cursing with interest.

"Old Peng. This time we go to Honolulu is an opportunity. You can take this opportunity to turn the second union into a solid piece."

"Whoever jumps out will cut off their share. I believe that people from other clubs will be very happy."

"As long as you have one, you will be the person who will talk about this second alliance in the future."

Thinking of Shen Jiannan’s explanation, Peng San raised his eyebrows and couldn’t help but think of a sentence in the movie: Hooligans are not scary, they are afraid that hooligans are educated.

In terms of shamelessness, this guy is still a slutty guy!

Gradually, Peng San was a little interested. After scolding, no one took action. Except for two more companies, no other companies jumped out to cause trouble. I really don’t know if it should be regretted or regretted.

The thick smoke from the outlet was spitting out. Peng San put away the leather shoes on the table and pressed the cigar butts into the ashtray in a very elegant position. The quarrels stopped arguing, and everyone knew that Peng San must have something to say when he moved.

Sure enough, under the attention of everyone, Peng San made a special look of embarrassment.

"Everyone, I'm so sorry, I forgot that you haven't read any books."

"Peng San, what do you mean? I'm a joke that we don't have culture?"

As soon as he saw that the rhythm of the scene was silently controlled by Peng San, He Weidong jumped out and roared, his eyes also glanced around, hoping that it would resonate.

There are still effects.

If you don’t slap someone in the face, you don’t slap someone in the face. If you are so educated, who can come out to be a gangster?

"Peng San. What do you mean by saying this? Why, I look down on us."

Peng San shrugged helplessly, but suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and a heart-pounding cold light flashed across.

"Awesome dog. You forgot that I said that you are rubbish in my eyes."

"You...ah!"

When he was scolded as garbage in public, the handsome dog's face changed, and his eyes were filled with anger, but before he could say a word, Peng San picked up the ashtray in his hand and smashed it directly.

It was accurate and hit the head of the weak dog directly.

Everyone present was shocked by Peng San's arrogance and arrogance, and suddenly remembered what Peng San actually represented.

"You, you, you, and you two. Trash-like stuff."

“….”

No one dared to speak. The hundred people stood together, leaving only heavy breathing and the wailing dogs. At some point, six people armed to their teeth appeared silently behind Peng San. The terrifying aura made people's hair stand up in an instant.

"A bunch of cowards."

Peng Sanyou cursed himself and paused for a moment. The guy pointed at He Weidong, who was pale and said coldly: "Give me the account book."

He Weidong dared not speak out, so he had to hand the account book to Peng San again.

"In the third quarter of last year, the total profit of the Japanese market was 20 million Hong Kong dollars.

Singapore market, net profit, HK$30 million.

In the fourth quarter, the total profit of the Japanese market was 100 million Hong Kong dollars.

Singapore market, net profit, 80 million Hong Kong dollars.

The total profit of the semi-annual market is 120 million Hong Kong dollars in the Japanese market and 110 million Hong Kong dollars in the Singapore market. Total profit: 230 million Hong Kong dollars.

The first quarter of this year.

In the Singapore market, net profit of HK$160 million.

London market, net profit, HK$130 million.

Second quarter.

London market, HK$160 million.

In the first half of the year, the total cumulative profit was HK$450 million.

Total annual profit: HK$680 million.

According to the original agreement, the net value of the fund attributable to the Second United was 544 million.

Dividends according to the investment ratio:

Renhe, two thousand two million.

Dingsheng Finance Company: 18 million.

Xinghe: 26 million.

......

Except for the people in Yunji, everyone present was stunned.

A total capital of 180 million yuan has become 540 million yuan in one year, a total of three times the net profit. This rate of return is probably not so profitable even if it is robbed.

Thinking of the contents of the financial report, a hint of sarcasm flashed through Peng San's eyes.

"Originally, my money is ready. When you sign, the finance side will transfer the dividends to the accounts of major companies. But now, I think this time may have to wait. Now I announce that the dividends of the six companies of 13 Lian, Longxingxing, Dingfu... Yusheng belong to the other eighteen companies."

“…”

"Are anyone dissatisfied?"

If you come out and get along, you can't become cannon fodder and sit as a big shot. How can you be so foolish?

He Weidong, the fat and weak dogs, had a pale face and dared not speak out. Until now, they still don’t know that Peng San was making a move this time. If they dared to refute now, it would be another matter if they could get out of Yunji. Maybe, if Peng San’s people don’t need to take action, the other eighteen families would be happy to kill them.

As for the other eighteen schools, the sudden surprise has already made people very happy.

Triple net profit.
To be continued...
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