The dungeon city of Guangling.

Southern Star Communications Company.

This is a branch of Qiming Heavy Industries, which is managed by Luo Tianyi's eldest son, Luo Nanxing.

It is said to be a communication company, but in fact, the company's main business is not communication.

It's just a shell company.

Its real role is to act as a transit point between Qiming Heavy Industries and other "businesses" that Luojia cannot see.

The money earned from other "businesses" has become Qiming Heavy Industries and the assets of the Luo family through Nanxing Communications.

At the same time, Wanzhitang, which was recently picked up by the Luo family, also transferred money through Nanxing Communication.

After several procedures, it became the capital chain of Wanzhitang.

Recently.

In order to fight the "Red Gate", at the same time try to control the huge underground world of the old city.

The Luo family vigorously supported Wanzhitang.

The funds were almost continuously delivered to Wan Zhitang.

On the busiest day, Luo Nanxing approved hundreds of fund flow applications through his hands.

But these two days.

Luo Nanxing was a little anxious.

At this time.

In the office of the manager of Southern Star Communications.

The directors of the finance department, large and small, are all here, and now they are all like children who have done something wrong, all of them have their heads down, and they don't dare to look at Luo Nanxing.

Luo Nanxing threw a financial report on the table: "How can this be? This month we can almost describe as having no revenue."

"That's fine, why are our funds shrinking like this now?"

"Which of you will explain it to me?"

Suddenly, the head of the finance department began to play Tai Chi.

Gradually, the ball was kicked to the head of a small supervisor.

He saw that the ball could not be kicked again, so he had to bite the bullet.

"Mr. Luo, normally, we won't be in a financial emergency."

"Recently, however, according to your instructions, there is almost no upper limit on the amount of financial assistance we can provide to Wan Zhi Tang."

"And you instructed us a few days ago that the application for funds from Wanzhitang no longer needs to be approved by you, and can be transferred directly from the company's account."

"So..."

Luo Nanxing frowned: "So what?"

"So we gave them the green light, and in the past two days, the transfer of funds to Wanzhitang has exceeded 50 million."

The little supervisor said, looking over to the finance manager.

The financial manager coughed repeatedly, as if he was sick, and lifted the water cup to drink, but the water in the cup had already been drunk for him.

"50 million?"

Luo Nanxing jumped up: "They asked for so much money?"

"Yes." The little supervisor handed over a report: "This is a specific list of flows, Mr. Luo, please take a look."

Luo Nanxing took it, and the more he looked at it, the darker his face became: "What the hell is this Wanzhitang doing, how did you declare so much money recently."

He put down the report: "So how much money do we have at our disposal now?"

The financial manager coughed dryly and said, "Only 150,000."

Luo Nanxing was stunned: "It's only 150,000?"

"Isn't there any money back from Wanzhitang?"

The finance manager shook his head like a rattle.

"Why did you tell me now?"

Luo Nanxing said angrily, "I said that Wan Zhitang's declaration no longer needs to be approved by me, but they haven't returned the funds, you should tell me."

The financial manager shrank his head and said, "Mr. Luo, you said at the meeting that Wanzhitang's capital return cycle is long, so we don't have to worry about it."

"So, so we thought it should be normal, so we didn't tell you."

"Rice bucket!"

Luo Nanxing slapped the report on the financial manager's face: "I invited you here to let you be optimistic about the company's property."

"It is a fact that Wanzhitang has a long period of capital withdrawal, but our company's funds are already so little, you should be aware of it in advance and notify me in time."

"Instead of waiting until I asked!"

"Go, call me Gao Mingshou of Wanzhi Hall!"

"Also, let Elder Chen come to my office."

"Rice bucket!"

"A bunch of rice buckets!"

The office door opened, and one by one the treasurer walked out.

After leaving the office, the men complained quietly.

"He's the one who says the cage has a long cage cycle."

"He was the one who gave us the green light to Wanzhitang."

"As a result, now that something happens, he will scold us for being rice buckets."

"Alright, stop complaining, who made him the boss."

"What's wrong with the boss, I have to be scolded by the boss, the east doesn't beat the west, and Lao Tzu won't do it!"

in the office.

Luo Nanxing crossed his waist and stood by the window.

Now that Nanxing Company has poked such a big basket, he feels that he can't end it.

Although he had just scolded the finance department, Luo Nanxing knew that he had indeed been a little negligent recently.

If his father Luo Tianyi asked, he couldn't put the blame on the finance department.

I have to carry this black cauldron on my back.

I don't know what kind of thoughts this matter will end up with my father.

Luo Nanxing shook his head, "Wan Zhitang, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation!"

At this time, the office door was pushed open, and a sixty-year-old man walked in: "Luo Shao, are you looking for me?"

Luo Nanxing hurriedly turned around and saw an old man wearing glasses, this was Chen Nian, the manager of the nominal product department.

Chen Nian has been in the Luo family for thirty years, and he is regarded as the old man by Luo Tianyi's side.

After the establishment of Nanxing Communications, Luo Tianyi put Chen Nian in this company.

In order to assist Lo Nanxing.

Luo Nanxing hurriedly and politely invited Chen Nian in, explained the situation, and then said, "Old Chen, in your opinion, what should we do now?"

Chen Nian thought for a while and said, "There are hundreds of millions of funds involved, if Wan Zhitang can't withdraw the funds in the short term."

"Then, you can only report to the head office."

"No!"

Luo Nanxing didn't think about it and said, "Old Chen, if my father knows about this matter, he will think that I am overwhelmed."

"Old Chen, you also know that if I let my father leave this impression, I won't be able to accomplish anything in the future."

[The problem of slow update of new chapters is in the can.]

If it can't be resolved, I'll have to inform Mr. Law."

"Otherwise, the funds of the head office will also be affected."