John Rockefeller gasped for air. Under the influence of the massive amount of oxygen, John Rockefeller quickly calmed down.
¡°Although he wants to kick Mensi Dulu out now.
But the remaining reason told him that he couldn't do this!
Once he does this, the alliance he finally formed will collapse instantly.
Even if he wants to kick Mence Dulu out, he has to wait until he has gathered enough people and has enough strength before kicking Mence Dulu out.
Thinking of this, a cold look flashed across John Rockefeller's eyes.
Originally, he thought about spending thousands of dollars to buy horse bones and "coexist peacefully" with Mensi Dulu.
Even if he gives up some benefits, he is willing to do so.
But now his mind has changed.
Monz Trum was greedy than he thought.
He is a wolf that cannot be fed enough.
¡°Mence Duru must not stay!
Gritting his teeth, John Rockefeller took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed Chandler's number.
¡°Dududu~¡±
After three blind tones, the call was successfully connected.
"Chandler, it's John."
"It's time to repay the favor you owe to the Rockefeller Foundation"
Without any mincing words, John Rockefeller got straight to the point.
He now has to gather more power in a very short period of time and has no time to beat around the bush with Chandler.
"Tell me, Old John, what do you want me to do for you?"
On the other end of the phone, Chandler spoke slowly after pondering for a while.
"Sniper core technology"
John Rockefeller said solemnly
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China, Hong Kong Island, SMIC Headquarters.
Zhou Ziwen¡¯s right hand holding the tea cup shook wildly uncontrollably, and the tea in the cup surged up and down, just like Zhou Ziwen¡¯s turbulent heart at this moment.
Yes!
At this moment, Zhou Ziwen's heart had already set off huge waves.
Just now, Lao Fang, the head of SMIC¡¯s financial department, rushed to him and told him a shocking news.
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The deposits in SMIC¡¯s current account have exceeded 300 billion!
It¡¯s still US dollars!
Zhou Ziwen could hardly believe his ears.
He never thought that one day, SMIC would be able to have so much liquidity.
"Gulu~"
Zhou Ziwen swallowed carefully, and then asked tentatively: "Old Fang, what did you say? How much money does our company have in the account now?"
"300 billion! No, to be precise, it is 364.2 billion!"
In front of Zhou Ziwen, a middle-aged man with gold-rimmed eyes said, trembling all over.
As the financial director of SMIC, he is in charge of all funds of SMIC.
Originally, Lao Fang felt that in his eyes, money was just a series of numbers.
It is impossible for his heart to fluctuate because of money.
But now he found that he was wrong.
And it¡¯s so wrong!
It doesn¡¯t fluctuate because of money, it¡¯s just that the amount of money has not reached a certain level.
When the amount of money exceeded what he could bear, Lao Fang¡¯s psychological defense collapsed instantly!
He was trembling all over, his eyes were red, and his whole body was enveloped in excitement.
364.2 billion!
It¡¯s still US dollars!
This is an astronomical number!
And this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that this number is still rising.
Lao Fang has no idea what kind of situation it will eventually accumulate to.
"Whoops~"
"Whoops~"
Hearing this, Zhou Ziwen gasped for air, his eyes full of heat.
No matter how good his Qi-nurturing skills were, at this moment, there was a huge wave in his heart.
many!
There are simply too many!
"Lao Fang"
Zhou Ziwen was just about to speak, but Lao Fang didn¡¯t wait for Zhou Ziwen to speak.After Wen finished speaking, he interrupted directly: "Mr. Zhou, this is not the most important thing!"
Isn¡¯t it the most important thing?
Zhou Ziwen¡¯s eyelids twitched suddenly.
The feeling in my heart suddenly rose in my throat.
"Lao Fang, what do you mean?"
Zhou Ziwen probed cautiously.
¡°Mr. Zhou, this number is not the end, there are still more funds flowing into the company.¡±
"According to my experience, it won't be long before the funds in our company's account will exceed 500 billion!"
Lao Fang said solemnly.
"What!"
At this moment, even Zhou Ziwen couldn't help but let out an exclamation.
500 billion!
Dollar!
This is something he never dared to think about.
But unfortunately, this thing really happened in front of his eyes.
"Hoo~"
"Hoo~"
Zhou Ziwen gasped for air and his body shook violently.
Only this time, he was not afraid, but excited!
With such a large amount of money in hand, even he can't remain calm.
After a while, Zhou Ziwen calmed down again.
"Lao Fang, this money was also remitted by Huaxin?"
Zhou Ziwen asked.
"Yes and no!"
?? Lao Fang nodded, then shook his head and said: "Of course this money includes remittances from Huaxin."
"But this time, the remittance party is far more than just Huaxin."
"Mr. Zhou, this time the entire Chinese business community is sending us money."
¡°We at SMIC are the focus of the world this time.¡±
"Hiss~"
Hearing this, Zhou Ziwen took a breath of cold air.
Originally Zhou Ziwen once believed that the remittance was most likely to come from Ren Huafei and other companies that have close ties with SMIC.
¡°But after listening to what Lao Fang said, he suddenly realized that things didn¡¯t seem to be the case.
This time, not only Ren Huafei and others are involved.
Even the entire Chinese business community is involved.
SMIC has suddenly become the focus of the entire Chinese business community.
This made Zhou Ziwen happy, but also secretly frightened.
What is the saying?
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.
Such a huge battle gave him an ominous premonition.
It¡¯s like something bad is about to happen.
"Check, find out for me what happened."
"It's impossible for the business community to remit money to us for no reason. Something must have happened."
Zhou Ziwen said sternly with a serious look on his face.
After Zhou Ziwen mentioned this, Lao Fang also realized the seriousness of the problem at this moment. The smile on his face gradually faded and his expression became extremely serious: "Understood!"
In response, Lao Fang turned around and left.
¡°Dingling bell~¡±
However, the moment Lao Fang turned around, the cell phone in Zhou Ziwen's pocket suddenly rang.
The latter took it out and looked at it, and his eyes instantly narrowed.
The caller ID was none other than Su Lang, the real owner of SMIC.