The sky is bright, Ma Zhan has already gotten up, and today is an important day for Honghai Village.

Lighting a cigarette, he sat down at the table and wrote and drew on a piece of paper. Writing has been something he has done for most of the past six months, and it has become a habit of life.

Among the thirteen people who returned to the village, one of them was a fellow who opened a small advertising company outside, and he didn't know whether it was a poor management and was about to go bankrupt, or whether he valued Ma Struggle. But when they returned, the two talked for a long time, and Ma Zhan accepted his suggestion, and after the company was established, let him take on the promotion of Honghai Village.

Ma Zhan does not plan to hand over that Weibo, but will re-establish another Weibo in the name of Honghai Village.

Ma Zhan, who had recorded several key development targets, began to write a manuscript and record the order of today's speeches, until Li Chunsheng called him for breakfast.

At 8:50, he appeared in the conference room on time last time, still standing in front of the two-meter-wide table, looking at the adults in the village, full of confidence.

In the face of a group of people who have worked hard outside, he has shown the leadership temperament he deserves, at least on the surface.

"First of all, we would like to give a round of applause to the thirteen prodigal sons of Honghai Village, welcome home. ”

Ma Zhan said solemnly and took the lead in applauding. With the embarrassment of last time, this time everyone cooperated a lot, and the applause was quite neat. After more than ten seconds, he waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and he was quite satisfied with the current field control.

"Today is an important day, for Honghai Village, for me and for everyone, I said earlier that this fundraising is the only opportunity, and it will not be so simple to come back in the future. ”

As he spoke, he put a backpack on the table and said, "In the past two months, villagers have been telling me that they want to get back the money I borrowed in advance, and I will take this opportunity to return the money to you. ”

Ma Zhan poured the 200,000 yuan in his backpack on the table, then took out a stack of IOUs from his trouser pocket, looked at the top IOU and said, "Uncle Deng, your family is going to take shares, just take the lead, there's nothing to be embarrassed about." ”

The middle-aged man who was called out glanced at his son, then scratched his head and walked up. He went to ask for a loan just because his son said he wanted it, but even though he wanted money, he still didn't want to be the first person, just because he was afraid that Ma would struggle and hold a grudge.

A little embarrassed, he walked up to Ma Zhan and sneered: "Struggle, don't be angry with your uncle." ”

Ma Zhan grinned and said: "How can it, at the beginning, you were willing to lend me money to trust me, but now you want to use the money, how can I not pay it back if I have money, there is no such reason." ”

Glancing at the numbers on the IOU, Ma Zhan began to count the money with the money detector, borrowed 35,000, plus one cent of interest, a total of 38,500 yuan, and he also folded a bag of Furong King on top.

"Uncle Deng, you count, if it's okay, you can give me the IOU, and we'll tear it up in person. ”

"Don't count, don't count, you are so promising, will you miss my money~" The old man hurriedly waved his hand, and the other hand held the stack of money tightly.

"Take the cigarette, don't be polite to me. After pushing, Ma Zhan pressed King Furong into Uncle Deng's arms.

"Wait a little bit for the matter of shares~"

As he spoke, he shouted another name, and in ten minutes, 200,000 yuan was gone in an instant, and he only had 3,000 yuan left, and he said with some pain: "Calculate, I still owe 170,000 or 80,000 yuan, but if you don't join in this fun, then I will calculate the interest for you at the end of the year." ”

After tidying up the desktop, he said again: "The next thing is the level of shareholding, or the last sentence, with 100,000 as a share, there is only this one chance." ”

"Brother Deng, or are you the leader?" Ma Zhan looked at the inch-headed man next to Uncle Deng and smiled.

"Okay, anyway, I'm waiting for you to get the company up, and everyone will do a big job together. The man smiled and habitually pushed the frame, but the way he pushed it was different from Tang Yi, he preferred to use two fingers against the edge of the frame.

"Mr. Lin, the company has not yet been established, you first give a receipt, and a share note. Ma Struggle commanded, this was the first time he had spoken to Lin Xuecheng in a serious tone.

Lin Xuecheng looked at Ma Struggle seriously, then nodded and did not speak, but just picked up a pen and paper with both hands to prove his response.

"Deng Chao, 200,000, two percent of the cumulative original share. After counting the money, Ma Zhan reported to Lin Xuecheng seriously, and then put a stack of tickets aside.

"Chang Huining and Ding Jun are 50,000 each, a total of 100,000, and the cumulative original share is one percent. Mr. Lin, you can write a half-and-half agreement for the two of them, and it is best to print it out on the computer and press the handprint. ”

"Chu Sanpao and Qi Yongbin have a total of 100,000, with a cumulative original share of one percent. Teacher Lin, you have to note that Chu Sancang accounts for three points, and Qi Yongbin accounts for seven points. ”

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In an hour, Ma Zhan received a total of 600,000 yuan, of which Deng Chao, who had experience in opening a small studio outside, took out 200,000 yuan alone, and the rest of the people were all pieced together, with two less and more three.

Because of the large amount of money involved, in order to avoid future disputes, Ma Zhan can only use the stupidest but most secure method to divide all their interests clearly.

Money must be calculated, and when the brothers have a dark fight for the old man's inheritance, let alone just the people in the neighborhood.

"Horse struggle, one million, ten percent of the cumulative original share. ”

He coughed slightly and cleared his throat, then said his name seriously, and then put a China Merchants Bank card in front of Mr. Lin.

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent. A thought came to everyone's head, something is wrong with my ears?

"Struggle, where did you get a million, don't lie. Butcher Liu, who was familiar with Ma Zhan, exclaimed, a few months ago that he would have to rely on this time to run an orchard, but now he suddenly took out a million.

"Mr. Lin, the password of the card is six zeros, you can confirm the balance in the card for everyone. Ma Zhan smiled, and then said to Teacher Lin.

Student Lin nervously pushed his glasses, and his hand holding the card trembled a little, which was a nervousness that he had never felt in the face of the three million. Such a million was taken out of Ma Zhan's hand, and he was really taken aback.

The conference room was silent, and a pair of round eyes pedaled the horses and struggled.

"Why do people look at me like that, I don't have flowers on my face. "On the surface, he is innocent, but his heart is refreshing, scared, let you look down on me all day long.

"Mr. Lin, don't be stunned, hurry up and get down to business, I'll go to register the company tomorrow, and I'll be very busy for a while in the future." ”