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Chapter 265 Buying clothes for the little secretary

600 million?

When did they handle such a large amount of business? Most of the accounts they handle every day are hundreds of thousands, and those with millions are considered large orders.

What the hell is this 600 million? What does it cost to buy?

Seeing the two of them hesitantly, Mr. Wang immediately said angrily: "Why are you standing there? Swipe the card quickly. Brother Chen said 600 million, didn't you hear it?"

"Yes, yes, yes," the two women were just ordinary finance department employees. They dared not to ignore the boss. When they saw him getting angry, they immediately took the bank card in Chen Mo's hand.

One of them was holding a card swiping machine, the other one took the card and then swiped through it, and then entered a long string of numbers.

Beep beep beep...

Immediately a crisp sound rang.

Now this card doesn’t even have a password, so I just started to make bills.

Seeing the huge 600 million yuan of funds successfully swiping the card, everyone in the room was shocked and their eyes changed when they looked at Chen Mo.

When the two women from the finance department saw Chen Mo so young, they could spend a huge amount of 600 million yuan at random, and he didn't even frown, the two were shocked and admired.

What they envied the most in the past was Mr. Wang. They could make tens of millions of dollars by entering and leaving luxury cars every day, spending money every day, and earning tens of millions a year. They thought this was already amazing.

However, until now, after they saw Chen Mo and the boss's humble attitude in front of this handsome young man, the two finally realized that there were even more awesome people in this world.

They held the card swiping machine and looked at Chen Mo, hoping to throw themselves on him. Their hearts kept shouting: Rich, handsome guy, do you lack women? Healing the bed, he has strong skills, and can still let go!

The bald manager standing at the door was already extremely shocked by Chen Mo's ability, but now his heart was almost stopped beating after being shocked again.

He actually saw Chen Mo spend 600 million yuan at a glance, and bought all the silk mills. He was so shocked that his shoes were so wet.

Thinking about it, I used to mock him as a poor man from an orphanage. I am so stupid. Compared with others, I am a poor man, okay? I can only take hundreds of millions of dollars in casual action. In front of such a rich man, I can’t even be called a poor man. I am simply a poor grandson!

No matter how fucked the bald manager was, he had no shame to stay in the room, and he didn't dare to stay anymore. Chen Mo was the owner of this sponge mill. If he saw him again, he might be about to roll the bedding and get out of here.

His back was against the wall, moved to the door bit by bit, and quietly flashed out.

Zhao Rui was also shocked by Chen Mo's actions.

She never expected that Chen Mo was so rich, and his card had hundreds of millions of dollars. No wonder he said that he didn't care about the 200,000 at all.

No wonder when he first met, he promised to pay himself a monthly salary of 1 million yuan. It turns out that he is a super rich man!

Zhao Rui had liked this tall and handsome boss, but now she found that he was actually a super rich and handsome guy. She suddenly looked at Chen Mo with countless red secret hearts in her eyes, wishing she could tie herself to him and never separate again.

Of course, Mr. Wang is the most excited among these people. He is the one who has actually obtained this 600 million wealth.

After seeing the successful swiping of the card, Mr. Wang narrowed his eyes into a line. He immediately bent over like a eunuch serving the emperor, and asked Chen Mo to sit down respectfully by the sofa.

Then, he took all the property rights information of Heshun Spinning Mill, and immediately asked someone to draft a transfer contract and transfer the Mill to Chen Mo's name.

After everything was done, Mr. Wang stood in front of Chen Mo and praised with a flattering smile: "Brother Chen is really a real person. At first, he thought you were just an ordinary young man, but your skills and your wealth are really admirable!

I'm afraid that bastard Chen Qiguo doesn't know your ability at all. If he knew, how dare he play this trick?"

Chen Mo did not take him seriously, but said, "When you mention Chen Qiguo, I suddenly remembered it. I am afraid I will trouble you!"

"If you have something, please tell me. As long as I can do it, I will do it for you. I'll say you'll be sorry for me..." Mr. Wang was extremely humble.

"Well," Chen Mo nodded, "I don't want them to know my identity on the Chen family, so I want to ask you to help me act for a while, and please continue to be the director of this yarn mill until I send someone to take over you.

Of course, you won’t be in vain. All the money you earned during this period will belong to you! How about it?"

"this……"

When Mr. Wang was stunned, he never thought that there would be such a good thing. Isn’t this just laying eggs for himself with someone else’s chicken? It’s hard to find a business that makes money from nothing and makes a lantern!

He just made 600 million yuan, and now he has such a good thing coming to his house. He wants to kneel down and kowtow to Chen Mo on the spot. How is this just God of Wealth?

Mr. Wang immediately nodded violently and sweared: "Brother Chen, don't worry, it's covered by me. What money is not enough? I'm going to give you a face. I will do it well. Don't worry, Chen Qiguo and the Chen family, I will definitely not let them find any clues."

"Well," Chen Mo was very satisfied with his attitude, "Then let it be. When Chen Qiguo called to ask, you said that after I came, I was driven away by you, do you know?"

"I know, I know..." Mr. Wang nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at the rice.

Seeing that everything had been done, there was no need to stay here anymore, Chen Mo left with Zhao Rui, who looked ill-faced.

...

After Chen Mo returned to Jinxiu Textile Factory, he went directly to meet Chen Qiguo.

At this time, Chen Qiguo was chatting with Chen Ang in the office. When he saw Chen Mo coming to find him and looked relaxed, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised, thinking that Heshun had not done his best to make things difficult for Chen Mo.

Chen Qiguo pretended to be smiling and looked at Chen Mo who walked into the room and said, "Xiao Mo, how are you doing? Have you bought the cotton yarn?"

"Oh, I didn't buy it. I saw a few beautiful clothes, so I bought it for my little secretary. All the 20 were spent, which was a bit insufficient." Chen Mo said with a relaxed expression.

"What? Have you bought clothes for your secretary for 200,000 yuan?" Chen Ang was so angry that he almost jumped up when he heard Chen Mo's words, "Damn, you can spend too much, right? I only had 230,000 yuan a month, but you spent 200,000 yuan in less than a day. You are so awesome!"

Chen Ang was beaten in the bar last time and had not healed well. He still had bruises on his face. Now he became angry when he saw Chen Mo.
Chapter completed!
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