Hong Guanwang's tone was somewhat sour:

"Young man, you must be down-to-earth, otherwise one day you will end up like me, losing everything."

Xiaoliu rolled her eyes at him after hearing that.

Hong Guanwang failed in business, yet he dares to compare himself to the CEO of a listed company?

What a big face!

The contract had already been signed, and Lu Fan had no intention of chatting with the other party. He took out his checkbook, signed a number, and gave it to Hong Guanwang.

Xiao Liu and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief when the check landed in Hong Guanwang's hands.

Alright, now my salary is secured.

Finally, everyone was able to get a bite to eat!

Xiao Liu stepped forward discreetly and took the check: "Mr. Hong, I'll go to the bank and withdraw the money."

Hong Guanwang hesitated for a moment.

Xiaoliu understood his meaning and concerns, and her smile was full of reassurance:

"I'm afraid that if it's too late, the bank will withhold the money on the grounds that previous loans have not been repaid."

This struck a nerve with Hong Guanwang, who quickly tossed the check to Xiao Liu as if it were a hot potato.

"Quickly, hurry up, before the bank closes, withdraw the money and transfer it to my personal account."

If it were kept at the company, it would be divided up by creditors within days. It might even be frozen!

Xiaoliu accepted the check and winked at the employee representatives.

The latter didn't say anything more, only speaking casually to Hong Guanwang:

"Alright then, we'll head back now and wait for the money to arrive. Mr. Hong, please remember to pay our salaries first."

Then everyone left.

Lu Fan watched this scene quietly.

Zhang Qingyi was somewhat touched, thinking that President Lu was a really nice person. Only Hong Guanwang wore a forced smile.

He was determined to transfer the money to another account as soon as he received it.

When the time comes, I'll divorce my wife and let her take the money abroad.

At that point, he wouldn't care about the mess left in the country.

Sell ​​what you can sell, and don't regret throwing away what you can't sell. Then, with a plane ticket, fly out of the country and you can reunite with your wife and children abroad without any debt, and settle down overseas.

One hundred million is enough for him to live on for a while.

He can come back once things calm down in China!

Several employee representatives followed Xiaoliu out of the office. Then everyone gathered together:

"Little Willow, what do we do now? We have money, but can we use it?"

"Yes, suddenly having money, I'm both worried and happy."

They all asked Xiaoliu what her plans were.

Xiaoliu didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

But is it really necessary to transfer the money to Hong Guanwang's account?

She knew exactly what kind of person Hong Guanwang was!

If we give him this money, he might actually be able to run away with it, and then everyone will suffer.

Having thought of this, Xiaoliu decided to go all out:

"This money is just enough for our wages. If we're still hesitant to spend it after we've got it, we'll be punished for it."

As the saying goes, if you don't take what Heaven gives you, you'll suffer the consequences!

Xiao Liu led everyone to the bank with great pride and high spirits. Then, according to the accounts submitted by everyone, he accurately reported each transaction and waited for the bank to process it.

It won't take long.

At least before the bank closed, some people had already received the wages owed by Hong Guanwang.

Outside the factory area, many people had tears in their eyes, and some even cried out loud. Hong Guanwang, of course, had no idea what Xiao Liu had done.

Seeing that the contract had been signed and the money had been received, he wanted to take Lu Fan and the others for a stroll around the factory area.

While he's at it, he might also take a look at his "stockpile." If this wealthy young man happens to be a naive and innocent girl, he might be able to make another killing.

The area is quite far from the office building; you even have to drive there.

Only by going around the mountain can you get there.

Lu Fan had no objection to this.

Seeing that the contracts and everything else were finished, Zhang Qingyi spoke without as much restraint as before, and said:

"Mr. Hong, you own a car factory, yet you don't use cars from your own factory for transportation, but instead buy a 407 from another brand. This... this isn't right, is it?"

What he was really thinking was, no wonder his factory went bankrupt. Who would buy a car from a company CEO who didn't even use his own brand? Hong Guanwang, however, didn't think anything of it and even thought Zhang Qingyi was praising him.

He patted his car:

"Hey, their brand is definitely more prestigious. What's my car compared to that? Domestic brands can't compare to foreign brands, we have to admit that." He paused, then realized he shouldn't have said that.

Isn't this a slap in the face to Lu Fan?

After all, Lu Fan acquired his factory and workshops precisely to manufacture cars, right?

Hong Guanwang then asked:

"Mr. Lu, are you thinking of entering the automobile manufacturing industry?"

"Let me tell you, the market is saturated now, it's really not profitable anymore." This statement carries an air of self-righteousness, as if he's offering unsolicited advice.

Lu Fan smiled, but didn't mock him: "I do have that plan. Taking over your car factory is just a trial run."