"Um, does the company have money on its books now?"

"Yes." Zhang Qiang said simply.

"How many?"

"Mr. Lin, the working capital is six billion."

"Okay, I will send you an account later, and then you can put 5 billion into this account."

"Okay, Mr. Lin." Zhang Qiang said happily.

"Well, I will transfer the money back to you later."

"Mr. Lin, there is no need. The company belongs to you. I will carry out any instructions you give unconditionally."

This is very comfortable to hear.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "Okay, let's talk later."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and sent the account number to Zhang Qiang.

Lin Feng thought about it and sent another text message to Murong Yan, writing: Although it is not easy for me to make money, I have to give you face. Tell the big boss that 5 billion will be credited tomorrow. In addition, I miss you very much.

After receiving Lin Feng's text message, Murong Yan, who was still a little depressed at first, immediately said with a smile on her face: "You stinky scoundrel, you have a conscience."
Chapter completed!