Ma Fu gestured for the villagers to quiet down.
He then continued.
"All other money is small change; the money from the coal mine is big money."
"Although our village's mine is not a large mine, it can still produce 300,000 tons per year."
"According to the current market price, a ton of coal costs about 500 yuan. Our village's coal mine has been in operation for about ten years now."
"Let me calculate this amount of money for you."
"A 300,000-ton coal mine, at 500 yuan per ton, let's say 500 yuan. That would generate 150 million yuan in revenue for the coal mine in a year."
"This coal mine has been operating for 10 years, and its revenue over those 10 years is 1.5 billion."
"Even if we overestimate the costs of operating this coal mine over the past 10 years, let's say you've spent 300 million, is that acceptable?"
"So, how much is 30% of that 1.2 billion in dividends?"
Ma Fu said fiercely to Wang Chaozhu.
Upon hearing this number, Niu Dachun stood frozen in place for several seconds.
If, as Ma Fu said, 30% of the 1.2 billion was really distributed as dividends, then he wouldn't have needed to get into fruit farming in the first place, and perhaps none of these things would have happened later.
Back then, Niu Dachun had a big fight with Wang Chaozhu and his group over the orchard he had painstakingly built. Wang Chaozhu even sent people to cut down his fruit trees, but Niu Dachun did not yield to Wang Chaozhu.
He struggled to manage his orchard until Wan Yanru appeared...
Niu Dachun felt increasingly uneasy and grabbed Wang Chaozhu by the collar.
"Wang Chaozhu, I was framed by Wan Yanru back then. Who wasn't set up by you?"
Upon hearing Niu Dachun's words, Wang Chaozhu shook his head frantically.
"Da Chun, don't wrong your uncle."
"Uncle admits that we had a big fight back then, but I knew nothing about what happened between you and Wan Yanru later."
"At first, I thought Wan Yanru was the wife you found, and I was looking forward to drinking your wedding wine with Wan Yanru."
"You'd better tell the truth." Niu Dachun slammed Wang Chaozhu to the ground.
“Wang Chaozhu, don’t think I don’t know. You own more than a dozen houses in the county, and you have so many cars that you can drive a different one every day. They’re all in the basement of your villa in the county.”
"Ma Fu, have you investigated me?" Wang Chaozhu asked, his face dark.
Ma Fu coldly looked at Wang Chaozhu.
"So what if I investigated you?"
"You've done so many things against your conscience, are you not even going to let me investigate?"
"Liu Wangxi, you better calculate this properly, make sure every single account is accounted for."
"Make Wang Chaozhu return all the money he has embezzled from everyone over the years."
Ma Fuyi said this in a righteous and righteous manner.
Liu Wangxi typed on the keyboard, nodding repeatedly.
At this moment, every villager in the meeting room wished they could skin Wang Chaozhu alive, but if they killed Wang Chaozhu like this, they would definitely not get the money that Wang Chaozhu had embezzled.
The villagers glared at Wang Chaozhu with gritted teeth.
Two or more hours later, Liu Wangxi finally finished settling the accounts from the past 10 years, his keyboard practically smoking from typing.
"According to my calculations, Wang Chaozhu has embezzled more than 600 million yuan of the village's money over the past 10 years."
"This includes..."
Liu Wangxi then listed all the projects that Ma Fu had mentioned before.
Wang Chaozhu felt drenched in sweat, with beads of cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
Liu Wangxi read for over an hour, finally finishing reading out the details of all of Wang Chaozhu's embezzled funds.
"Brother Fu, I've done what you asked me to do. There's nothing more for me to do here. Can I leave now?"
"sit down!!!"
"Where do you think you're going?!"
"Don't just count the village chief's share and leave yours out." Ma Fu looked coldly at Liu Wangxi.
Liu Wangxi immediately broke out in a cold sweat.
"Let's calculate it. I'll calculate it now."
Upon hearing this number, everyone present held their breath, and everyone's face showed shock.
The villagers present, who only knew how to grow crops, couldn't even imagine what 600 million yuan meant. They would never have seen so much money in ten lifetimes.
Niu Dachun stared in astonishment at the seemingly ordinary Wang Chaozhu in front of him.
Niu Dachun then realized how much he had underestimated Wang Chaozhu.
"Bring me a pen, let's write this down!!!" Ma Fu roared angrily.
Soon, a villager handed over paper and pen.
"Today, witnessed by all the villagers and led by Da Chundi, I, Ma Fu, on behalf of all the villagers, write this document. We demand that Wang Chaozhu return all the property he has embezzled from the villagers over the past 10 years."
After saying that, Ma Fu angrily started writing.
More than two hours passed before Ma Fu finally finished writing the document, which was over ten thousand words long. After finishing, Ma Fu read it aloud to everyone again.
The crowd erupted in thunderous applause; this was a document that clearly considered everyone's interests.
Not only the villagers in their hometown, but also Ma Fu, a villager working away from home, were not left behind.
After Ma Fu finished reading, he asked someone to bring inkpad.
"Wang Chaozhu, if you have no objections, then please affix your handprint."
Wang Chaozhu glanced at the amount of money he had to compensate the villagers: 450 million! Wang Chaozhu's face immediately darkened.
However, Wang Chaozhu didn't say a word, calmly wrote down his name, and pressed his fingerprint.
"Ma Fu, are you satisfied now?" Wang Chaozhu said, looking at Ma Fu with a meaningful smile.
"You shouldn't ask me if I'm satisfied; you should ask all of us if we're satisfied."
"Villagers, are you satisfied?" Ma Fu asked loudly.
"satisfy!!!"
"I'm extremely satisfied!!!"
"We really owe a lot to Da Chun and Ma Fu today."
“If my family can get this money, we can build a house this year.”
The villagers were moved to tears.
Thunderous applause erupted in the conference room once again, lasting for a very long time.
"Can we go now?" Wang Chaozhu asked, supporting his wife.
"Wang Chaozhu, you'd better have the money ready within a week. Sell the house, sell the car, and sell the gold bars you've been hiding at home," Ma Fu reminded Wang Chaozhu.
“Ma Fu, I’m going to say one last thing to you here.”
"Don't push people to the brink..."
"Wang Chaozhu, you need to understand, it was you who drove him to his death, not me!!!"
Ma Fu said this neither humbly nor arrogantly.
After speaking, Wang Chaozhu walked out of the conference room.
Liu Wangxi scrambled out of the meeting room.
......
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