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- In the living room of Villa No. 1 of the Provincial Party Committee, Tang Yanshan lectured on virtue, which made Zhang Yin and Zhang Weidong mother and son look at him with suspicion.
Seeing the sharp looks in the eyes of the mother and son, he couldn't resist anymore and had to smile bitterly: "Can you blame me? I've even seen the cultivators come out. How can I still not believe it? Is there really evil virtue in this world? Who can Make it clear? Son, tell me, do you have it?"
Tang Yanshan is eyeing Zhang Weidong.
Zhang Weidong hesitated for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "Dad, I don't know about this. I'm afraid no one in the world of immortality can explain this question clearly -"
Tang Yanshan immediately smiled and said to his wife: "Look, even people in the world of immortality can't tell clearly, what if there is one, so I think, even if there isn't, let's just have peace of mind and spend hundreds of thousands." , one million is not a lot of money to us, but to some people, it is a big deal and can help them a lot. Why not do such a good thing?"
Zhang Yin rolled her eyes at him, snorted and said: "De Xing! You didn't ask me, how did you know that I didn't agree? Hundreds of thousands, one million, thank you for your words, as long as it is a good thing, my son gave me a Ten million, we can donate all of it!"
Zhang Weidong immediately raised his thumb and said with a smile: "Mom is so courageous!"
"But 10 million is still too little. There is no problem with 100 million. The only problem is that the money must be spent on the places where it should be spent, instead of letting people cut off a little bit here and a little bit there, and finally embezzle it and give it to If it¡¯s corrupt, it goes against the original intention!¡±
"Yes, my son is right! Those who embezzle these donations should be shot!" Zhang Yin also said angrily. "In my opinion, it's better to set up a private fund. At least you know what you're doing!"
Tang Yanshan shook his head and said, "It's hard to find a suitable candidate!"
"Dad, Mom, if you want to do charity, I have a suitable candidate!" Zhang Weidong said, touching his chin.
He thought of Lin Yanan.
Dongyun Health Care Company now has three major shareholders, making it a veritable joint-stock company. Zhang Weidong accounted for 60%, and the Xiao family accounted for 30%. Another 10% was given to Lin Yanan, which was allocated from Zhang Weidong's shares.
Today, Lin Yanan is the chairman, president and CEO of the company, and the representative of the Xiao family is the vice chairman and vice president. Together they manage the company's operations.
Zhang Weidong, on the other hand, never interfered. He didn't even bother to read the company's quarterly and annual financial reports.
Zheng responded by saying that he really didn¡¯t value these worldly wealth, whether he gained them or lost them. It doesn't matter to him.
If it weren¡¯t for Xiao Biyun and Lin Yanan¡¯s firm opposition, he wouldn¡¯t even want the 60% of the shares.
Today, the company is operating smoothly, and with the addition of the Xiao family, things are even better, and the company's strength has greatly increased.
Because of this, Lin Yanan was busy keeping her feet on the ground, and sometimes she thought about it. Zhang Weidong also felt a little sorry for her.
But seeing that she was very busy, it was hard for Zhang Weidong to stop her.
"Oh? Who is it?" Tang Yanshan asked.
Zhang Weidong smiled slightly and said, "Remember Dongyun Health Care Company, right?"
Tang Yanshan suddenly understood. My son's company holds 60 to 70% of the shares. Now, that company has become a famous company in the country. It only produces one product, jade solution for hangover!
Although the products are a bit monotonous, the annual product sales are extremely crazy!
Last year, that company¡¯s turnover reached more than 70 billion, and its products were sold all over China. It is even exported to Europe and the United States, with extremely rapid growth.
Tang Yanshan was suddenly shocked. Based on this calculation, how much money should his son have?
"My idea is that it is better to set up a charity fund in that company and donate it to one person. That is dead money. It is better to let the fund do it in a formal way. It can continue to operate for a long time and can call on more people to do charity. This has a greater effect, and for the company, with a large amount of charity investment, the image in society will be more positive, consistent with the image of the product, killing two birds with one stone!" Zhang Weidong said.
Zhang Yin agreed upon hearing this: "This is good!"
Tang Yanshan also thought it was good, but asked another question, "Son, how much money do you have now?"
These words made Zhang Weidong stunned for a moment, scratched his head, and said ashamedly: "I really don't know about this, I haven't seen it-"
The company¡¯s annual dividends are astronomical and are in another account, the shareholders¡¯ account.
"However, he has other accounts with hundreds of millions of funds in them. He usually withdraws his expenses from this account. How can he have time to check the dividends?
Zhang Yin's eyes lit up and she said with interest: "Son, can mom check it out for you?"
Zhang Weidong couldn't help but look for it for a moment, took out a gold card from his pocket and gave it to her.
"I'll check it tomorrow!" Zhang Yin took it carefully and put it on her body.
Tang Yanshan immediately laughed at her for being a money addict.
Zhang Yin blushed, but retorted: "What's wrong with being a money addict!"
About an hour after dinner, the doorbell of the villa rang.
"Old Huang, go upstairs!" Zhang Weidong went to open the door, not forgetting to tell Old Huang so as not to scare the guests. Lao Huang got up and went upstairs in a few moments.
There was a man in his fifties standing outside the door. He was quite dignified and not formal at all. He was probably a subordinate of his father, and his rank was not low.
Zhang Weidong smiled politely and nodded before letting him in.
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhang Weidong, and then nodded with a smile.
Seeing Tang Yanshan making tea in the living room, the middle-aged man shouted: "Secretary Tang!"
"Comrade Changfu is here, come and sit down!" Tang Yanshan stood up and said casually.
Zhang Weidong wanted to go upstairs to give them space to talk, but Tang Yanshan stopped him.
"Weidong, come here, let me introduce you!"
Zhang Weidong had no choice but to go over, and Tang Yanshan said to the middle-aged man: "Changfu, this is my second son, Zhang Weidong!"
"Weidong, this is Comrade Li Changfu, secretary of the Xiqin Municipal Party Committee. You want to call me Uncle Li!"
"Uncle Li!" Zhang Weidong had no choice but to call him with a smile.
Li Changfu was surprised, Secretary Tang¡¯s second son? It seems that I have never heard of it.
He quickly stood up, shook hands with Zhang Weidong, and asked with a smile: "Weidong is such a talented person, what are you doing now?"
"Nothing -" Zhang Weidong said with a faint smile. "You and my dad should be busy, I have something else to do and I'm going upstairs!"
Seeing that Zhang Weidong was unwilling to say more, Li Changfu didn't care. He nodded with a smile and sat down again.
Tang Yanshan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Don't worry about him. He's unemployed. This kid doesn't want to work at all. He used to have a good job, but he quit just because he said it. The family is too lazy to care about him!"
"Oh? Secretary Tang, why do I think Wei Dong looks familiar?" Li Changfu said with a smile.
He used to be a high-ranking deputy governor of Western Province. He was not included in the Standing Committee. This time he was transferred to the Municipal Party Committee Secretary and became a member of the Standing Committee. He belonged to Tang Yanshan's group.
Tang Yanshan nodded and said: "He used to be the assistant director of the Public Security Bureau of Xiqin City, but he resigned one month after the new year -"
"Ah, Zhang Weidong from Rongzhen?!" A figure suddenly flashed in Li Changfu's mind. Once they met, I couldn't help but be surprised.
Zhang Weidong is actually Secretary Tang¡¯s second son?
This shocked Li Changfu quite a bit.
But, no matter how you look at it, it seems that Secretary Tang was very proud when he introduced this son? So just quit your promising job!
Tang Yanshan nodded with a smile and said, "Let's not talk about him anymore¡ª¡ª"
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Tang Yanshan¡¯s work is indeed very busy. Even meeting with some subordinates to talk about work is very time-consuming.
After Li Changfu left, Deputy Secretary Jiang came to visit again. After chatting for a while, by the time the guests left, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.
In the room on the second floor. Since Li Changfu arrived, Zhang Weidong went up and never came down.
While Lao Huang continued to refine the inner elixir of the demonic beast, Zhang Weidong was also sitting cross-legged on the bed, practicing the "Forging God Technique". This technique is a bit cruel. Every time it is used, the 18 strands of mental energy feel like being beaten by 18 giant hammers. The head suddenly sounds like a drum, and the head feels like it has been split into dozens of pieces. It hurts, it hurts like crazy!
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? After enduring the practice, you will find that the tempered mental power is more tenacious and condensed, and then from the endless sea of ??consciousness, there are always traces of new substances falling down and attached to the body. They were absorbed one by one and converted into mental power. The mental power actually increased!
It can be said that this technique is incredible!
The reason is that people¡¯s mental power is innate. Although there are more or less, strong or weak, it is difficult to increase it the day after tomorrow. Even if there are such exercises, they are only used to train the spiritual consciousness, but they cannot make it increase in essence.
The stronger and more profound the basic spiritual power is, the stronger the spiritual consciousness will be when the cultivation level is the same in the future. It is conceivable how great the benefits will be.
"God Forging Technique" has achieved this, not only can you train your spiritual consciousness in the future to make it tougher and stronger, but you can also increase your mental power now!
Zhang Weidong¡¯s mental power was already strong from the beginning. By chance, a powerful sword force did not kill him. He survived, but his mental power doubled, and the benefits he received were even more crazy!
This kind of opportunity may not have been foreseen by the founder of "Da Luo Jue".
In this way, he can delay the condensation of his spiritual consciousness.?When it grows to its limit, it will immediately divide again and become thirty-six or even seventy-two silks, and it will continue to increase like this.
When the time comes, once the mental power is condensed, it will definitely sweep through the foundation building period!
The only thing that is uncertain is how far the stone slab can go before it collapses?
Zhang Weidong's face turned pale and his body was even trembling. However, in order to become stronger, he endured it and practiced the "Forging God Art" once, then stopped immediately, waited for a while, and then gritted his teeth and continued.
He believes that one day, he can easily bear the pain caused by "Forging the God".
So, it was rare that after practicing the "Forging God Technique" for a whole night, Zhang Weidong slept in until ten o'clock in the morning.
He was awakened by a banging on the door.
"Son, get up quickly!" It was Zhang Yin.
Zhang Weidong looked at the window, the light was good, it should be sunny weather.
Having no choice but to open the door in pajamas.
Beside, Lao Huang also stopped refining and stood up.
As soon as the door opened, Zhang Yin came in directly, holding the gold card in her hand, and asked nervously: "Son, how much money do you have?"
She went to the bank to check in the morning and was shocked.
A six, followed by an eight, and then eight zeros. She counted it several times to make sure it was right!
Sixty-eight billion!
Zhang Weidong was frightened by her expression, and said a little speechlessly: "Mom, you woke me up early in the morning to ask this? It seems that you went to check it out, you just know it, money is just a number, besides, I There are hundreds of millions of funds on each card, enough to spend¡ª¡ª"
"You brat, 6.8 billion! A total of 6.8 billion!" Zhang Yin said excitedly.
"How much? Sixty-eight billion? So much?!" Zhang Weidong was also stunned. He didn't expect the company to be so profitable. It has only been open for less than three years, right? "It seems that the company has really made money, so just take this card and spend it however you want. I won't feel bad if it's all spent!"
Zhang Yin suddenly became angry and hit her son, saying: "That won't work, I have to watch it for you, otherwise your dad will find out, why don't you keep thinking about this? Get up quickly, it's already past ten o'clock!"
¡°With that said, Zhang Yin left her son¡¯s bedroom, probably to hide the gold card.
ps: Thanks to ¡®Feng Hua Lao Yao¡¯, ¡®Tao Yi Dao Tian¡¯, ¡®Tian Wai Tian King¡¯, ¡®Run Ze Zi Yuan¡¯, ¡®Shishi Ke¡¯, ¡®Xingyun Star¡¯ and other students for their rewards and encouragement, thank you!
Tiandao must code more and code seriously, and strive for more to repay everyone! (To be continued)
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