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Chapter 173 Shares (Part 2)

"Xiaojia, you can rest in the hotel or want to go out for a walk. If you are afraid of being unsafe, let Xiaohe follow you to protect you. He will send me there and come back." Han Zeqi put on a suit and said to Nan Roujia sitting on the sofa, "Give me the briefcase."

"No, I still want you to accompany me. If you are not by my side, it's boring to go out by myself. It's better to hold the quilt and miss you." Nan Roujia took out the briefcase from the coffee table, twisted and turned to Han Zeqi, handed the briefcase to him, and then helped to organize the tie.

Han Zeqi also wanted to go to Li Yan's place, which was agreed at noon. Since he had not proposed to follow him, he did not want to take her with him and did not want to transfer shares. Nan Roujia was very sensible and did not show any dissatisfaction.

As a qualified "lover", Nan Roujia knows very well what is useful for acting cute and when will it backfire.

"Little Fairy, when I finish my work these days, I will take you to Qiongnan Province for a few days. I bought a piece of land by the beach there and prepared to build a few villas and leave one for you. Going out to see the sea and lying on the sound of waves is definitely a good place for leisure and vacation."

"Okay, okay, I know you love me the most," Nan Roujia put his arms around Han Zeqi's neck and kissed him happily, "Then you come back early tonight. If you don't hug me, I won't be able to sleep."

"Hahaha, little fairy, I can't sleep if I hug you." Han Zeqi said as he slapped Nan Roujia's butt.

"Ah, I hate it." Nan Roujia gave Han Zeqi charmingly.

"Hahahaha..." Han Zeqi picked up his briefcase and laughed out of the room.

When Han Zeqi's back disappeared, Nan Roujia's face instantly regained its indifference. She returned to the sofa again, thinking about the documents in the three file bags.

In the three file bags, two are equity gift contracts, and Party B is Li Yan and Li Anruo. The other one is a thick stack of reports.

Nan Roujia now understands what Brother Zu said, and it was originally about the land in Qiongnan.

There were 21 pieces of land of all sizes, totaling 1,680 mu, with an average purchase price of less than 200,000 mu. In three months, it increased by nearly 40%, making a net profit of more than 100 million yuan.

Huge profits.

Originally, Nan Roujia thought about holding on for another two years, so she would make more money before Han Zeqi abandoned her, and then find an honest and honest man to marry her. She had money and didn't have to worry about anything.

But now she is no longer confident in her expectations for two years. A few days ago, Lao Si criticized Boss Gong to introduce a girl to Han Zeqi, who is still a young man. Han Zeqi seemed very interested, and maybe one day she would be replaced.

You can't sit still and wait for death, you have to make plans early.

Nan Roujia thought about it over and over again, picked up the phone in the room and was about to call the outside line. After thinking for a while, she put on her phone, put on her jacket and shoes, and went out.

"I need to take a long distance." Nan Roujia came to the post office opposite Ancheng Hotel.

The receptionist was a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old. She looked like she was smiling and serving, but when she saw Nan Roujia dressed in fashionable and beautifully, she instantly drooped her face.

“The deposit is twenty.”

Nan Roujia handed over two ten-dollar bills.

“Table 7.”

"Where is Station No. 7?" Nan Roujia asked with a smile.

"This is Station No. 1." The receptionist pointed to the guide behind Nan Roujia, meaning that she would look for it by herself in order.

Nan Roujia could only turn around and look for it himself.

The receptionist looked at Nan Roujia coldly. It was November and she was wearing such a short skirt, with her arms and thighs exposed. She looked like a vixen, who was specifically seducing her husband.

Thinking of his boyfriend whom he was in love with, he couldn't help but feel indignant.

There are four rows of partitions in the hall, each row has ten positions. The width of the partition is one meter, and it looks like a study table in later generations. There are telephones on the table and stools on the table. The partition is more than one meter high, and you can't see the person next to you when you stand up. It's just open and you can hear it clearly next to you when you speak.

But it doesn’t matter. If you are not familiar with the place, who knows whom.

"Hey, Brother Zu, I'm Jia Jia. I know what you said last time, but you still need to check some things for me..."

...

After dinner, Li Yan and Han Zeqi talked about things in the big house, Liu Fengzhi and Chang Dalong were in the small house, one knitting sweaters and the other studied.

Those three people were talking about things, which might be a big deal, because when Xiao Qizi was eating, he specifically told Li Yan not to drink.

Not only is it a big deal, but it must be a big good thing. It can be seen from the smile of Xiao Qizi.

Liu Fengzhi felt that this half year was the most satisfying and happiest day for her. She was even about to catch up with her childhood. Life was full of satisfaction, no worries about food or drink. Her husband was kind to her and her sons were also good at it. She drove a big car to and from get off work every day, leisurely, and her colleagues were all jealous of envy.

Hope this life gets better and better.

Liu Fengzhi pulled the wool ball in the bag. This was the sweater knitted for Li Yan. It was winter soon, so we had to hurry up.

"Fourth Brother, you signed this." Han Zeqi took out a file bag from the briefcase, took out a document from it, placed it on the coffee table, and pushed it in front of Li Yan.

"What, this is it." Li Yan picked it up and looked at it casually.

I couldn't quite understand it, but I understood the general meaning. Han Zeqi gave him 30% of the shares of a company.

"What do I want this thing for?" Li Yan handed the document to Li Kai next to him.

"This company belongs to the three of us brothers. I am a little young, so I have a lot of money. You and Brother Song Bei are 30% each, and I will do it forty%.

Han Zeqi said as he took out another file bag, took out the documents inside and handed them to Li Yan.

The two documents have roughly the same content, the only difference is the name of Party B. The first one is Li Yan, and the signature is blank; the second one is Li Anruo, and the signature has been signed.

"My brother Songbei and I have communicated on the phone. He and Sister An Ruo both agreed, so before coming to your place, Sister An Ruo and I signed the contract at the airport.

Xiao Kai understood, and carefully looked at it. Here are some information and information about Shenghua Company, as well as the company's financial statements for the past three months."

Han Zeqi opened the last file bag again, which contained a thick stack of files.

Li Kai read the equity transfer agreement word by word, and picked up other documents and read them carefully.

Han Zeqi is not in a hurry. It is necessary to be cautious about such a big thing. The more this happens, the more you can feel Li Kai’s extraordinaryness.

Li Yan took a few words about Han Zeqi's gossip and looked at his son for a while, which was inexplicable. His son once told him that Han Zeqi would give him some "expression" because the few ideas his son gave him would definitely make him make a lot of money. But what to do so carefully, isn't it just 10 million?

Li Yan is now "guided" by his son. He is no longer so sensitive to the once huge number of 10 million, and his psychological tolerance is super strong. During the past period, Su Bolin invested a total of 1.3 million meters twice, equivalent to 17 million yuan. He just didn't sleep well in two nights. Now he is only 10 million, so just get excited.

"Uncle Han, your gift is too big to accept." Li Kai put the agreement and documents on the coffee table and said with a wry smile.

"What's wrong?" Li Yan asked his son in wonder.

"From the current data, Shenghua Company's 30% shares are worth nearly 300 million yuan." Li Kai looked at his father, ready to support him, and even thought of the "Angong Niuhuang Pill" in the cabinet.

"Ah?!!! How much did you say?" Li Yan was indeed shocked, feeling that his heart was about to pop out of his chest, his scalp became cold, and his hands and feet began to tremble involuntarily.

"More than 300 million," Han Zeqi picked out a copy of the document from a pile of documents. "Qionnan's land will increase by 40% in three months. This item alone will make more than 100 million. If you say, these lands are "kept" by the end of the year, you will really make more than 500 million. That is at least 1.5 billion. These are obtained because of your suggestions. So, is this gift considered large?"

"That's not OK, too much, too much," Li Yan put all the documents on the coffee table together and put them in the file bag.

"Wait a minute," Han Zeqi stopped Li Yan and found a piece of paper from the pile of documents. "If you still think the gift is too big, look at this."

"What does it mean?" Li Yan took the paper and looked at it a few times. It was an international currency exchange rate table, and he couldn't understand it.

"All the funds of Shenghua Company were obtained from Weilian loans, totaling 70 million rubles. This was also what Xiaokai suggested at the time, and Brother Song Bei also helped a lot in this matter.

Seventy million rubles, when they were loaned, it was equal to 1.66 billion meters. This was yesterday's exchange rate price, 70 million rubles, and you only need to return more than 40 million meters to Weilian Bank, which means that we made 1.2 billion meters in vain.
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