Dog's day, it's really rich!

This is probably the first thought that comes to the minds of all the officers after hearing this number.

18 million silver oceans is undoubtedly an astronomical amount for officers. Even Tang Yongming, who was born in a big businessman, was also taken aback by this number, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.

Just looking at this share capital, this Chinese business group will inevitably become a behemoth among China's business groups.

However, it was destined to be a meeting that shocked their eyes, and the horror continued.

"The second phase of overseas financing is 8 million US dollars, that is, about 20 million Yinyang, and the third phase of financing is still in progress, and the specific figure will have to wait for a while."

It doubled again, and the officers were so shocked that they almost forgot to breathe, because the whole hall was so quiet that they could hear a needle drop on the ground.

"The total share capital of the Chinese Commercial Group is divided into 100 shares, and excluding the 10 percent that has not yet fully realized the financing, the 33 merchants in Peking account for 30 percent, the Ross family of the United States of America accounts for 9 percent, and the remaining 51 percent is owned by one person." Fan Ziran continued.

"Damn, who is that local tyrant? Shouldn't we lead the troops to rob him。。。。。。 Zhao Ergou muttered to himself.

Hearing this, Liu Lang's face darkened, and the little foreign girl pursed her lips with joy.

"That person is Head Liu." Fan Ziran smiled lightly.

Zhao Ergou's mouth is almost as open as a hippopotamus.

The others weren't much better, they were all glazed-eyed. The regimental commander has become a local tyrant? How much does 51 percent account for? Even Liang Wenzhong, who is as steady as Liang Wenzhong, involuntarily began to snap his fingers, he couldn't figure it out! It's all on the tens of millions.

"I know why Lao Tzu is talking to you about business! Lao Tzu is now a super tyrant, how is it? Isn't it stupid? Liu Lang smiled, then sighed slightly, and said, "But it's a pity!" Lao Tzu is about to be like you, becoming a poor bastard again, and relying on the leader's salary to eat. ”

What do you mean? Everybody's head is still in circles.

"I have decided to set up the Chinese Patriotic Soldiers Rescue Foundation, 25% of the 51 percent of the shares, will be injected into this foundation, including shares and dividends, the purpose of the foundation is to help the families of soldiers who died for the country, no matter who he is, as long as he is fighting against the Japanese invaders, his relatives are in this scope of support, the foundation will be chaired by all domestic shareholders of the Chinese Business Group as vice chairman, Fan Xudong as the chairman of the board of directors to lead the preparation, I am responsible for supervision; At the same time, Professor Ye Qisun served as the chairman of the board of directors to establish the China Science and Technology R&D Alliance Foundation, and 15% of my shares and dividends will be injected into the foundation, the purpose of this foundation is to reward scientists who have contributed to the development of various science and technology in China and provide necessary financial support for their research projects; The remaining 11 percent belongs to the entire independent regiment, and from now on, the independent regiment's equipment research and development and manufacturing, military salaries, military death and disability allowances, and parents' support for wives and children can all be spent on this. Liu Lang didn't wait for everyone's reaction, and spoke again.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was completely stunned, including the little foreign girl.

No one knows her, on the surface, it is nearly 20 million US dollars in shares, although that is already an astronomical amount, but when sulfonamides are listed on the international market, the profits of Huashang Group will be calculated in hundreds of millions.

Whether in that country, the United States or Europe, Liu Lang's assets, which owns 51 percent of the shares, can be included in the category of the super-rich.

However, Liu Lang threw away such a huge amount of wealth like garbage, and it was completely clean, leaving nothing behind.

"Sir, don't you even want a copper round?" Zhao Ergou asked a little sluggishly.

"At this time when the country and the nation are in crisis, do you want so much money to have a bird? Why don't you use these where they should be used, and besides, it's just a blank check now, and you haven't made a dime yet? Liu Lang glanced at the fuss.

"Captain Liu, your high wind and bright festival, what should Lao Ye say? I cannot speak for all Chinese, nor for all Chinese soldiers, nor even for all readers, but I can express my highest respect and gratitude to you on behalf of me and my students. Ye Qisun also stood up excitedly and said in words of beauty that he could think of.

Because Ye Qisun also knows the terrible value of sulfonamides, not to mention other industries such as fertilizer factories under construction, what Liu Lang said is not a blank check, at most half a year, it is all white flowers and dollars, pounds, marks, and francs.

"Professor Ye doesn't have to be like this, Liu Lang just did what a Chinese should do, if he can be happy and prosperous for the country and the nation, Liu Lang will not hesitate to do this, let alone something outside the body!" Liu Lang said loudly.

It's really not that Liu Lang wants to pretend to be forced and send a lot of money out, he doesn't want to make money himself, it was his intention to use the money where it should be used, not to mention, sometimes, there is too much money, which is not a good thing. Liu Lang's eyes are not only on five years later, but also in the future.

"This, you don't have to argue anymore, the Military Foundation and the Scientific Research Foundation are not an overnight matter, so General Manager Fan and Professor Ye are nerve-wracking. Now let's talk about the subsidy program for the dead and disabled soldiers of our independent regiment at present. Manager Fan, how much can the Chinese Business Group temporarily advance to my independent group? Liu Lang looked at Fan Ziran.

Obviously, Liu Lang had already greeted Fan Ziran in advance.

Fan Ziran almost did not hesitate, and said: "After the negotiation and calculation of the shareholders' meeting, at this stage, the current foreign money that our Chinese Business Group can temporarily advance to the independent regiment is about one million silver oceans, but the favor belongs to the favor, and the business belongs to the business, Liu Tuanchang, the advance silver ocean must be returned from the share capital dividends, and the interest should have been one dollar and two cents. ”

"Hehe, that's a good point, favors and business naturally can't be confused, so it's decided, my independent regiment will advance one million cash first." Liu Lang smiled slightly, and looked at his subordinates who were a little dizzy by the one million current oceans, "Remember, you are rich people now, if you have any opinions and ideas, just mention them." ”

"Oh, by the way, we also have the gold and silver seized from the baggage warehouse of the Eighth Division, a total of about 900,000 silver! That is, it is mainly based on gold bars, and it is difficult to convert all of them into silver for a while, which can be temporarily used as a reserve for the military resources of our independent regiment. Liu Lang said again.

What is a local tyrant? This is the local tyrant, and the opening is silver and gold bars, and the number is still in the number of 100,000 million.

The atmosphere of the conference room was once again ignited by the local tyrants, and you began to suggest one word at a time.

Rich, poverty can't limit people's imagination, and when the remarks of 10,000 oceans per person came out of Zhao Ergou's mouth, even the little foreign girl couldn't help but be happy. This level of arithmetic is really worrying!

In the end, Liu Lang couldn't stand the poor math of these guys, and patted the table to let Tang Yongming, who had never spoken, speak.

"In addition to the 200 oceans previously promised, the logistics department of the independent regiment, which is funded by 11% of the share capital of the Chinese business group transferred by the regiment, will receive an additional 200 oceans, for a total of 400 oceans; Seriously injured and disabled servicemen will be subsidized by 100 oceans in addition to the previously promised 100 oceans, for a total of 200 oceans; Meritorious soldiers will be rewarded according to the number of enemies killed, 10 oceans per day, and the merits of each department will be awarded separately, and the rewards for the killed and disabled soldiers will also be a lot of cents.

Of course, the most important thing is not these one-time subsidies, but the issue of the support of the parents of the fallen and disabled soldiers and the support of their wives and children, the parents are present, 40 foreign dollars per year until their death, and 40 foreign dollars per year for each person with children until they reach adulthood.

The families of the soldiers in the Guangyuan area go directly to the logistics department of the base of the independent regiment to receive them on an annual basis, and the Gou family is responsible for the distribution in the Tongguan area, and the logistics department of the independent regiment sends people to supervise and conduct random inspections from time to time. As for soldiers from other regions。。。。。 Tang Yongming was embarrassed to talk, and everyone around him nodded.

Obviously, Tang Yongming's suggestion is reasonable and well-founded, and it is also very comprehensive, and it is better than Zhao Ergou's shouting with his mouth wide open and no mathematical cells, and he doesn't know where it is.

"The funds for raising the parents, wives and children of other soldiers will be delivered by our Chinese Business Group to ensure that there is no difference." Fan Ziran said on the side.

"Manager Fan, we are poor soldiers, so we can't give you much freight." Zhao Ergou is quite good at settling accounts at this time.

"Soldiers fight for the country, blood is spilled on the battlefield, and our Chinese business group serves them, and it is our duty to do so, and we will not take a penny." Fan Ziran replied very domineeringly.

"Pap" Liu Lang was the first to applaud.

There was thunderous applause in the conference room.