"Based on last year's figures, we'll need at least 50 million. Even if we make a profit in two months, we'll still need 30 million."
"In the past, didn't Gu Qi's funds come in automatically?" Shen Ning's fingers grasped the lead pen, and his nails turned white.
Wan Zhengping's eyes deepened. "Back then, when Chen Mei was here, Mr. Li usually transferred the money in January of the first half of the year and in July of the second half of the year. The money was automatically transferred in. But this month is July, and two weeks have passed, and the funds haven't been transferred in. He might have forgotten. Why don't you give him a call and remind him?"
"Okay, I understand." Shen Ning said with difficulty, "You go first."
Wan Zhengping turned and walked out.
Shen Ning suddenly fell on the desk, his whole body so weak that he couldn't even sit up. Every part of his body was cold, and even his brain was twitching.
She actually forgot about it.
She did get Gu Qi back, but only an empty shell.
No matter how good her sales plan is or how successful her perfume formula is, without money, everything is just empty talk.
Now Gucci is hers.
Will Li Zhenting continue to send her money as usual?
The unfathomable gaze and cold, cold aura of Li Zhenting at the tea party last night flashed through her mind, and she felt herself trembling even more.
Chen Mei is his fiancée and the mother of his two children. He will not sit idly by. But she is nothing. Why would he transfer money to her?
Her face was pale.
Li Group.
Li Zhenting sat on a black soft chair, his well-fitting black suit making him look noble, elegant and cool.
"Mr. Li." Leng Xue walked in.
"Cold-blooded, go investigate her again." He handed him a black photo that had been touched and turned white.
Leng Xue took it, took a look, and asked in surprise: "Boss Li, isn't this an old photo of Miss Shen Mei when she was fifteen years old? Why do you still need to check it?"
Li Zhenting pursed his lips tightly, his sharp eyes flashing with a gleam as he looked at Leng Xue.
Leng Xue shuddered and immediately said, "Okay."
He turned and left.
Li Zhenting picked up a cigar and put it in his mouth. He lit the lighter with his slender fingers, took a deep breath, and exhaled a long puff of smoke.
The doorbell rang.
"Come in." He said briefly.
The door opened and Shen Ning walked in.
The woman was wearing a slim, short professional suit that brought out her waistline in an extremely elegant manner. Her long, well-proportioned legs were clad in flesh-colored transparent stockings under the short, narrow skirt. She wore a pair of black pointed high heels and had her hair tied in a ponytail. She looked delicate, elegant, and quiet.
"Mr. Li, do you have something to talk to me about?" Shen Ning stood in front of Li Zhenting, lowering his eyebrows and eyes, extremely cautious.
She didn't expect that when she was thinking about whether to ask Li Zhenting to borrow some funds and return them to him when the perfume made a profit next month, his secretary called her and asked her to come to Li Group immediately.
She thought it must be about money, because Gu Qi had never had any business dealings with the Li Group except for money.
"Mr. Li." She spoke softly again.
But after a long time there was still no response.
She couldn't help but straighten herself and raised her eyes slightly.
When she raised her eyes, she saw Li Zhenting's eyes fixed on her chest... with a dark light flashing in his eyes.
Ugh! She pursed her lips!
If there is no cash flow in a week, Gucci will go bankrupt.
Even though his eyes looked a little weird at the moment, she still raised her lips and gave him a flattering smile.
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