"So, how much capital did the company have operating before this?"

"The average is around 500 million, and the lowest is 200 million, but that rarely happens, and the highest is over one billion."

The daily transaction volume on this street is hundreds of billions, which proves that this is indeed just a small institution.

But it is also a big guy among small institutions. There are so many institutions with operating capital of only a few million or tens of millions.

"I think our operable funds will never be less than 3 billion in the future. Please rest assured that giving up external financing will only allow you to focus more on your work and provide our customers with more thorough and secure services. "

"real?"

"Of course, cash doesn't lie. Funds will be injected immediately after the liquidation. Please use all your enthusiasm and energy. A better tomorrow is waiting for us."

Everyone cheered again. The amount of funds increased while the number of customers decreased, which was the best thing for these operators.

Not having to raise funds from outside also greatly reduces the complexity of the work. Raising funds is not a simple matter, especially in such a competitive place.

After appeasing the employees, Zhang Yanming and Tony went to the office to talk in detail for a while and made some arrangements for the follow-up liquidation work. The only thing left is to inject funds and arrange the follow-up after the liquidation is completed. This will take a while, so there is no rush.

"I still have something to do in China and need to rush back as soon as possible. I'll leave it to you."

"Don't worry BOSS, I will definitely satisfy you."

"Okay, I believe in Mr. Smith's vision, and I'm looking forward to your performance, Tony. Then, please help me book a flight ticket to Ruhr, China. I will wait for your good news over there.

No matter what happens, you can call me at any time, no matter the time difference. Of course, if it’s not that urgent, it’s best to do it during the day at my place.”

"Okay boss, thank you for your trust."

…

The plane roared into the blue sky, and Zhang Yanming remembered a song inexplicably: The plane is resisting the earth, and I am resisting you. I am almost 30,000 feet away from the ground. My thoughts are like the gravity that sticks to my body, and I keep tearing up. The next drop...

In an instant, my mood suddenly dropped, and many things in my memory flooded out and occupied my mind.

Every separation, every hurt, every difficult step, control yourself not to look back.

Those things in the dream suddenly became so real at this moment, so real and heartbreaking.

How much love can come back, how many people are worth waiting for, when love has gone through the ages, do you still have the courage to love?

…

Until he got off the plane in Beijing, Zhang Yanming was still in an emotional low and couldn't get out of it, and he didn't know what was wrong with him.

As the crowd got on the bus, watching the scenery outside quickly retreating, it was like the dreams that were pressing in my heart, illusory yet real.

Why do people live?

Food, clothing, sleep, air, and water are the necessities of life. But how many of these can be retained in memory?

However, emotions, which are not necessary for living, firmly occupy the sea of ​​​​the heart as if carved with a knife, popping out from time to time to grab you, so that you will never forget it.

Family, friendship, love, and all kinds of emotions can make you cry, make you happy, sing, and drive you crazy. They are unforgettable.

Until the bus stopped in the square and people on the bus got off the bus carrying bags and luggage, Zhang Yanming was still confused.

I stood under the bus and looked around, but I didn't know where I should go.

I took two deep breaths and let them out slowly. What the hell is going on?

"Sir, is this suitcase yours?" The bus attendant got off the bus with his suitcase and looked at him and asked.

He patted his forehead and nodded: "Yes, yes, I was confused. Thank you."

"Sir, can you show me the ticket?" The girl stared at his face with a little suspicion.

"Oh, okay." He took out the ticket from his purse and handed it to the girl: "I've been flying for more than 20 hours, and I'm feeling dizzy."

"Are you back from abroad?"

"Yes, Amilika, any questions?"

"No, thank you for your support. Please take your luggage." The girl returned the ticket to Zhang Yanming, blushed and handed the suitcase to Zhang Yanming's hand, turned around and ran back to the bus. When she got to the car, she looked through the window. Looking at him secretly.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yanming didn't notice this unexpected look at him at all. He shook his head and pulled the suitcase aside.

After carefully observing the surroundings, I realized that I got into Xidan's car out of confusion, but luckily I didn't run to Fangzhuang.

I looked at the time and saw that it was less than half past three. After thinking about it, I dragged my suitcase to the street and hailed a taxi: "Master, Jingcheng Hotel."

"Have you just gotten off the plane?" Brother looked at Zhang Yanming's suitcase.

"Well, I just came from the airport. What are the big events in the country recently?"

"Hey, are you going out to talk about foreigners?"

The driver quickly helped Zhang Yanming put the luggage into the trunk, got in the car, started the car, put the car into gear, and returned to the car in one go, still talking.

"Domestically, is housing reform a big deal? There will be no welfare housing in the future. I've been hoping for nothing, but it's all gone. Housing will depend on this in the future." He rubbed his fingers at Zhang Yanming.

Nowadays, water is being released everywhere from outside the customs to the Yangtze and Huaihe Rivers. Friends say that this is in response to the call of the motherland to test the flood control law.

Now everyone is fighting against floods. The water is a bit big. Do you see the group of red scarves in front of you? They are collecting donations to contribute to the people in the disaster area. I just threw in fifty yuan, and I can’t get out more. That’s what it means.”

Zhang Yanming really didn't notice the people collecting donations on the roadside. He looked up and saw a group of primary school students standing on the roadside, saluting passers-by one by one.

"Let's stop there."

"Okay, you look like an enthusiastic person." The driver looked at the rearview mirror and tilted the wheel. The car stopped next to these primary school students. When the children saw the car stopped, they hid aside.

Zhang Yanming waved: "Come here." He took out his wallet.

The eyes of the little girl holding the donation box lit up, and she rushed over with the box in her hands. Her forehead was covered with sweat, her hair was stuck to her forehead, and her face was flushed. The weather in the capital was hot enough at this time, so these elementary school students I don’t know how long I stood under the bright sun on the roadside.

"Why doesn't your teacher get you a parasol on such a hot day?"

"We kept walking along the street, uncle, we couldn't hold an umbrella."

"How much has been raised? Are there many people donating?"

The little girl shook her head and pursed her lips: "Not much, they are all fifty cents. The uncle just now had the most, fifty cents. I heard from my classmates that other groups have hundreds, but we only have more than a hundred ."

The little girl sniffed, probably feeling a little aggrieved.

Another little girl next to me tugged at the corner of her clothes holding the box.

Zhang Yanming smiled and took out all the cash in his wallet, which seemed to be more than two thousand, and stuffed it into the donation box. The money slot on the box was a bit narrow, so it took five or six times to stuff it all.
Chapter completed!