“Okay,” Attorney Dai replied. “Once the funds are returned, our company will have completed the accounting of all your assets by the end of the month. I’m currently abroad, but I will submit a detailed financial statement to you when I return…”
"Okay, thank you, Attorney Dai. This is my new number, which is also my WeChat ID. I'll be using this from now on." After hanging up the phone, Le Yao added Attorney Dai on WeChat.
Then I was so excited I couldn't sleep.
If she weren't worried about disturbing the neighbors, she would have shouted a couple of times, but in the end, she could only send a message to Qiaoqiao to express her excitement.
It took Shengli Group three years from its founding to its listing, the same year Han Binglan was stolen. After that, it operated quite well.
Currently, the Shengli Group has a market value of around 10 billion yuan, with annual revenue of 100 to 200 million yuan. Her shares are worth 4 billion yuan, and she can also receive dividends of 40 to 50 million yuan every year.
Attorney Dai gave her a rough estimate last time: she currently has about a billion yuan in funds managed by the company. The exact figure will only be clear after the invested funds are recovered and a financial statement is prepared.
This was something she had never dared to imagine in her previous lives.
It was impossible not to be excited, because suddenly the two hundred million promised by Nangong Jue didn't seem so appealing anymore.
Qiaoqiao made a video call right away: "I said, it's just a few billion, is it really that big of a deal?"
Le Yao's lips twitched: "Qiao, of course I can't compare to you, but your tone makes me want to slap you." How could Victory Group compare to Qiao's? Their market value is hundreds of billions of US dollars, so Qiao Qiao naturally doesn't care about this little bit of money.
"Alright, then I should say, 'Little rich lady, please take care of me.'"
"No problem, come on, baby." Le Yao smiled.
"Look how excited you are, can't you sleep?"
Le Yao nodded vigorously.
"How about we go out and have some fun?"
"Okay, where to?"
"My second brother and his friend just opened a bar together. It's having a soft opening today. They asked me to come over before, but I didn't go. If you'd like, let's go and support them?"
"No problem, let's go right away." Le Yao jumped up hurriedly.
Forty minutes later, at the Midnight Bar.
Le Yao was dressed in a black leather jacket and skirt, while Qiao Qiao was dressed in a red leather jacket and skirt. Both of them had fair skin, beautiful faces, and long legs, and with their bright red lips, they attracted the attention of most people in the bar as soon as they entered.
Qiaoqiao pulled Leyao to sit on a high stool next to the bar, ordered two glasses of low-alcohol iced wine, and chatted while drinking.
People would come up to chat with them every now and then.
"No thanks." Qiao Qiao always gave a simple and direct rejection.
People who come to such upscale bars are generally well-mannered, so they don't cause too much trouble.
"Little Miss, didn't you say you weren't coming?" Soon, a handsome man walked over. "I should have picked you up." Then he saw Le Yao and his eyes lit up. "Is this Xiao Lan? I almost didn't recognize her."
"Hello, Second Brother." Le Yao greeted Jiang Xiaoyu.
“We’re not little kids,” Qiao Qiao smiled. “You go about your business, we’ll play for a bit and then leave.”
"Okay, call me if you need anything." Jiang Xiaoyu really didn't have time to take care of them; it was the opening day, and she was busy.
"The band was great today." Qiaoqiao gestured to the stage. "Want to dance?"
"No problem," Le Yao nodded. "Let's go."
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