Now, Aunt Li's husband no longer sets up a shoe stall in this area. He's moved to the next area. One reason is to avoid running into Ye Beiping's people, and the other is that he plans to open up his own area so that he can talk to Ye Beiping about doing area management like Tang Xiaolong and his group.
This trick was also taught to Aunt Li by Grandma Qiu; it was a way to play dirty tricks under Ye Beiping's watchful eye.
In fact, Ye Beiping knew all this, but he thought that having an extra helper was not a bad thing. If Aunt Li's family could do that, he wouldn't care.
At the same time, Ye Beiping also knew that once he became the chairman of the company, it was impossible for the people around him not to hear the news. It was normal for them to make some money from him.
Like Li Ka-shing, whose driver had driven for decades, he was able to say with a flourish that he didn't need a pension when he retired, and made tens of millions in the stock market just by listening to some tips.
Aunt Li now is much like Li Jiacheng's driver. Ye Beiping knows all too well how high he can go in the future. He won't surpass Li Jiacheng, but he won't fall below the chairmen of listed companies. Earning billions or even tens of billions in a few decades shouldn't be difficult for him.
The main problem is that he doesn't know the rules of high society right now. Once he understands the rules, Ye Beiping believes that it won't be difficult for him to become a billionaire.
After giving instructions to Aunt Li, Ye Beiping took the things and went to the living room.
When everyone saw him arrive, they all made way for him to take the main seat.
Ye Beiping didn't say anything, but sat down and opened the big box.
Inside lay stacks of bright green banknotes, completely full.
hiss!
This shocked everyone present.
Then Ye Beiping took out all the money from the bag and also pulled out a small notebook.
This is Su Xinyi's daily expense record book.
For the first few days, Ye Beiping would observe her, but later he found that Su Xinyi hadn't made any mistakes, so he stopped paying attention to her.
This money was also handed over to Ye Beiping by Jiang Hai, Jiang He, and Tang Xiaolong every now and then.
Seeing so many green banknotes, the most shocked were Su Qingwen, Hou Baolin, and Wu Di, after all, they had never seen anyone take out so much money at once.
Even though Su Qingwen has lived for over forty years and has seen his company pay salaries every month, he has never seen this many times.
When I used to get paid, my salary was always in small bills, unlike here where it's all in large denominations.
"This... Beiping, what are you doing?" Su Qingwen's lips trembled as he spoke.
I really don't understand how my son-in-law suddenly came up with so much money.
The commotion in the living room also attracted the curiosity of the women on the other side, who all got up and gathered around.
Min Yuehua and Su Xinwan were the most surprised and almost cried out.
Su Xinyi, Tao Qiuyan, and Ye Xiaoxin were used to it, after all, they saw them stuffing thousands or tens of thousands of yuan into Ye Beiping's hands every day.
Ye Beiping did not answer Su Qingwen's question, but instead smiled and said to everyone, "I know you've all been waiting for this long. I promised you that we would split the accounts once a week, but I had something to do before, so this time we'll split the accounts for ten days."
Upon hearing this, Tang Xiaolong and Jiang He rubbed their hands together.
When they noticed that everyone was looking at them, they smiled awkwardly and embarrassedly.
Ye Beiping naturally knew how eager the two were. The saying goes, "Money is only truly yours if it's in your pocket."
"Alright, on such a joyous occasion, besides treating everyone to a good meal, we also need to share our joy. This joy, of course, is about dividing the money, which best reflects your mood."
As he spoke, he took out the small notebook.
He had already planned how to divide the money.
"Rivers..."
Upon hearing Jiang He's name, he immediately straightened his back like a primary school student, as if receiving instruction from a teacher.
“Jiang He, since you went to the Upper District, you’ve taken 3,500 pairs of leather shoes from the warehouse. You haven’t paid for 1,000 pairs. So you can only count 2,500 pairs. Based on your commission, that’s 5,000 yuan for the past ten days.”
After saying that, Ye Beiping put down the notebook, counted out five stacks of bright green banknotes, and slapped them in front of Jiang He: "These are yours."
"Thank you." Jiang He's eyes lit up as he looked at the banknotes in front of him, his mouth practically stretched to the back of his ears in a wide grin.
Seeing his younger brother so happy, Jiang Hai was also very happy.
Everyone looked on with envy.
snort!
Tang Xiaolong, however, gave a disdainful snort, then looked intently at Ye Beiping, waiting for the next person to announce their name.
Because Jianghe started later than Tang Xiaolong, the actual number of units sold was also less than that of Tang Xiaolong.
Soon, Ye Beiping took out his notebook again and said loudly:
"Tang Xiaolong..."
Upon hearing his name, Tang Xiaolong stood tall and proud, his posture even more exaggerated than Jiang He's.
Those around him covered their mouths and snickered, finding Tang Xiaolong's action particularly comical.
If Zhou Xiaomei or Tang Xiaolong's teachers from elementary school onwards saw this, they would be astonished, having never seen him so serious.
If Tang Xiaolong had been this diligent since childhood, he would probably be a top student at Tsinghua or Peking University now.
Tang Xiaolong didn't care at all about the looks from others. He was proud to be making money now. Who among you had the ability to do what he did?
"Tang Xiaolong... In the past ten days, we sold 7,000 pairs of leather shoes, but the payment for 2,000 pairs of shoes has not been received, so we will calculate it as 5,000 pairs, which is 1000 pairs."
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