After hanging up the phone, Wang Hu quickly logged into his international securities account. Without hesitation, he clicked the withdrawal button and entered a staggering figure in the amount field—one billion US dollars! With a click of the confirmation button, this enormous sum began its journey from overseas back to his domestic account.
After completing the operation, Wang Hu leaned back in his chair with a relaxed air and casually picked up his phone. Sure enough, less than two minutes later, the phone rang urgently. Han Meimei's name flashed on the screen. A slight smile played on Wang Hu's lips as he gently swiped to answer.
"Hello Mr. Wang! I just saw a system notification that $1 billion has been transferred to your account in China. Do you have any major investment projects that urgently require this funding? If so, we can do our best to assist you." Han Meimei's clear, pleasant, and slightly respectful voice came from the other end of the phone.
Wang Hu replied casually, "Hey, there's no investment involved. This money is just for spending money. If it weren't for your credit card when I went out last time, I would have made a huge fool of myself! So this time I'm keeping extra cash on hand just in case."
Upon hearing this, Han Meimei's mouth dropped open in astonishment, and she remained speechless for a long time. She never expected such a simple and blunt reason. After a while, she quickly came to her senses and said, "Oh, I see. Well, Mr. Wang, I'm sorry to have bothered you. Please feel free to contact me if you need anything further."
Wang Hu hummed in agreement, then added, "By the way, remember to exchange all that money into RMB for me. Also, don't forget to file my taxes; make sure you follow the rules."
Han Meimei smiled and said to the person on the other end of the phone, "No problem, Mr. Wang. If you transfer one billion US dollars, according to relevant regulations and tax rates, the tax payment will be about two hundred million US dollars. The remaining eight hundred million US dollars, converted at the current exchange rate, is equivalent to about five billion six hundred and twenty-two million and four hundred thousand yuan. Please rest assured, we will complete the exchange for you as quickly as possible."
Wang Hu, on the other end of the phone, laughed heartily and replied, "Haha, thank you so much! I'll definitely send you a big red envelope during the Chinese New Year!"
Han Meimei quickly replied, "Oh, Mr. Wang, you're too kind! This is just our job, it's what we should do. Well then, have a nice day, goodbye Mr. Wang." After saying that, she gently pressed the hang-up button.
However, just then, an anxious and curious voice suddenly came from the office: "How is it? Is President Wang going to make a big move this time?" The person speaking looked at Han Meimei with anticipation.
Han Meimei's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mysterious smile, and she said slowly, "Hehe, you would never guess what President Wang intends to do with this huge sum of money."
Upon hearing this, the people surrounding her immediately perked up and asked in unison, eagerly, "What is it used for? Tell us quickly!"
Han Meimei deliberately kept everyone in suspense, pausing before slowly saying, "President Wang said that this money... is for consumption." As soon as she finished speaking, she deliberately put on a smug look as if to say, "You all definitely didn't expect this, did you?" and looked at the leaders behind her provocatively.
Seeing the astonished expressions on everyone's faces, Han Meimei felt a surge of secret pleasure and her mood became exceptionally pleasant.
At this moment, Bank Manager Liu, who had been standing silently to the side, asked with a serious expression, "Besides this matter, does President Wang have any other special instructions?"
Han Meimei spoke a little faster, "Make sure you help him file his taxes, and then convert that money into our domestic currency—RMB!"
"Handle it properly as soon as possible, without the slightest delay," Director Liu hurriedly replied, then turned and left in a hurry.
After hanging up the phone, Wang Hu leisurely started playing games. Time passed by, and before he knew it, the clock had struck three in the afternoon.
Just then, a crisp phone ring suddenly sounded. Wang Hu picked up his phone and saw that it was Han Meimei calling. Han Meimei's pleasant voice came from the other end of the line: "Mr. Wang, I have great news! The funds have been successfully exchanged and are ready to be used anytime!"
Upon hearing this news, Wang Hu couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "Tsk tsk tsk, it's really efficient to work for these rich tycoons! Now I'm a rich tycoon too." At this moment, his mood was as bright and cheerful as the sunshine.
So, in a good mood, Wang Hu took out his phone without saying a word and quickly transferred 200,000 yuan to each of his beloved women, thoughtfully writing "pocket money" in the transfer remarks column.
The moment the transfer was completed, Wang Hu's phone went off like a bomb, ringing off the hook with caller ID. Every call, without exception, asked why he had suddenly been so generous in transferring so much money to them. Faced with this barrage of questions, Wang Hu had no choice but to patiently explain each one.
Just as he was frantically answering the phone, the office door was suddenly flung open, and Zhang Li and Guan Xiaomei burst in.
The two rushed to Wang Hu's side and, without saying a word, gently placed a sweet and passionate kiss on each of his cheeks.
Guan Xiaomei was incredibly audacious. Like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, she plopped down on Wang Hu, her little hand like a restless snake, and slithered directly into his pants.
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