"boss!"
A moment later, Wolong returned to the room from outside and nodded to Chen Dong.
Upon witnessing this scene.
Ma Guoliang snapped out of his daze, looked at Chen Dong, and pleaded.
"Mr. Chen..."
Before Ma Guoliang could finish speaking, Chen Dong waved his hand to interrupt him, not giving him a chance to speak at all, and said with a frown.
"Manager Ma, I know what you want to say."
"If a dog barks at you, you can't bark back at the dog, can you? Wouldn't that make you the same kind of person?"
At this point, Chen Dong gave a sarcastic smile and said in a cold tone.
“I certainly wouldn’t bark at a dog, but I would kill him.”
These words were spoken.
Everyone broke out in goosebumps.
That's too ruthless!
They were only interested in making a fool of Chen Dong.
They even forgot that Chen Dong had another identity: a wealthy man.
Especially in capitalist countries, having money really does mean you can do whatever you want.
Others can laugh at Chen Dong, and even ridicule him to his face.
But these people are a group of people with the same status as Chen Dong, and definitely not them.
Ma Guoliang swallowed hard and said with a bitter expression.
"Mr. Chen, I know what to do. I'll contact Hong Kong as soon as the meeting is over."
"Um."
Chen Dong let out a cold snort.
Normally, given his personality, he would have just laughed it off.
Arguing with someone like that will only lower his standards.
But ever since he arrived in the island nation, Chen Dong has had a fierce aura about him.
It can only be said that Wu Qian just happened to run into the line of fire and became his outlet for venting.
"Anyone else who wants to leave, step forward now. I assure you, I won't make things difficult for you, and I'll even help you book a flight back to Hong Kong."
"I'll give you one minute to think about it."
"Boss, I'm not leaving, I want to stay."
Henry was the first to stand up and state his opinion directly.
You bunch of idiots, how dare you question what the God of Wealth says?
In the years that Henry has been in Hong Kong, he hasn't learned anything else, but he has certainly remembered the God of Wealth.
In his mind, the God of Wealth was a deity on par with God.
Chen Dong is the embodiment of the God of Wealth.
Anyone who isn't stupid should know how to make a choice.
The group exchanged glances.
"Boss, I'm not leaving either."
"Boss, I want to stay too!"
"......"
Once there's a first, there's a second, a third...
Everyone agreed to stay.
Seeing this, Chen Dong nodded in satisfaction and tossed out a candy as appropriate.
"very good!"
"Since everyone is willing to stay and fight alongside me, let me share my thoughts as well."
“I think, apart from Wangcai, all of you traders, including Manager Ma, are involved.”
"HSBC has paid you high salaries and promised you dividends after you make a profit, right?"
"yes."
"Yes, boss."
Everyone nodded, just as Chen Dong had guessed.
In order to bring Chen Dong a trading team and ensure their profits, HSBC's efforts were unavoidable.
If we still follow the old investment rules.
I'm afraid very few traders would be willing to come.
Putting everything else aside, a 25% return rate alone would scare away most traders.
You still expect the project to give you dividends? Dream on!
Furthermore, Chen Dong signed a performance-based agreement with HSBC.
Once the return exceeds 25%, it all goes to Chen Dong's money and has nothing to do with HSBC.
With this premise in mind, Chen Dong thought about it for a moment and understood.
However, none of this matters.
Even without this incident, Chen Dong still planned to give the traders a share of the profits.
He brought up the profit-sharing issue ahead of time, just so they could focus on their work.
Whether HSBC gives you dividends or how much they give you is none of my business, and I don't care to know.
"Here, I promise you that as long as you work diligently and make no mistakes during the period to come, you will be fine."
"Regardless of the final profit, I will personally contribute no less than $1 million as your share of the profits."
1 million? In US dollars.
Before Chen Dong could finish speaking, everyone had already started to get excited.
Poor Wu Qian had long been forgotten by these people.
Even if I see him, I'll yell "Idiot!" to his face.
Keep in mind, that's a million dollars.
If all of it is converted into Hong Kong dollars, it would amount to nearly 8 million.
Now that Wu Qianlai is no longer there to share the money, the 8 million will only amount to about 1 million Hong Kong dollars per person if divided equally among them.
That's HK$1 million back in 1990!
On the side.
Wangcai pursed his lips, inwardly grumbling.
"What a bunch of ignorant fools. A mere million dollars and you're already ecstatic."
The thought that he was getting a 0.3% commission made Wangcai feel quite smug.
Who says foreigners can't do math? Step forward!
You say foreigners are bad at math because you haven't talked to them about money.
When it comes to money, he can explain it to you clearly, even down to four decimal places.
Seeing the excited faces of the crowd, Chen Dong offered a few more words of encouragement.
After explaining the work for tomorrow, I dismissed everyone.
As for Wu Qian?
What does it have to do with him?
......
The next day.
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