231: C231 Withdrawal

C231 Withdrawal

2However, this group of pig teammates had a lot of resources. This was Wei Ying's current predicament.

Wei Ying didn't even have the mood to have a New Year meal when she encountered such a thing. Her brows were furrowed and her heart ached from watching such a scene.

Zhao Feng didn't know how to persuade her. He silently wrapped the dumplings and prepared to cook them. Soon, a fragrant smell filled the kitchen.

"Come, have a taste of my cooking skills!"

Three fresh dumplings that were suffused with hot air rolled into the vinegar. With a mouthful, the sauce splattered everywhere.

Wei Ying grunted and stood up from the sofa. She took a tissue to wipe the soup off her clothes.

Seeing that, Zhao Feng also helped on the side.

After wiping it twice, Wei Ying gave up. The juice and grease stains on it became bigger and bigger. "Forget it, I don't want this shirt anymore. There's no need to wipe it."

As he said that, he picked up the chopsticks and picked up the chopsticks again. Zhao Feng wasn't busy with his work anymore, so he ate together with Zhao Feng. The cold beer, along with the boiling hot dumplings, seemed to have a different flavor.

In the dark night, there was no lack of bright flames rising. They dispersed at the highest point and eventually turned into sparks that filled the sky, disappearing without a trace.

The next morning, when Zhao Feng woke up, he instinctively felt that something was wrong. Wei Ying, who was in his arms, seemed to be different from before. Looking at the greasy pajamas on the side, Zhao Feng suddenly knew that something was wrong.

At this moment, Wei Ying, who was standing next to him, let out a soft moan. She pressed her head with her hand and showed a pained expression on her face.

Zhao Feng asked, "What, did you drink too much last night?"

Wei Ying nodded. She was not in a good mood last night. She drank a few more times and had a hangover. She started having headaches the next morning.

But soon, she also noticed that something was wrong. She raised her blanket and looked: "Zhao Feng, you didn't do anything last night right?"

Zhao Feng nodded with a wry smile. He wanted to do something, but he was also drunk. The moment he touched the pillow, he immediately fell asleep.

Wei Ying heaved a sigh of relief. She was not in a good mood last night, so she drank a little more. She did not expect to fall asleep after getting drunk. She did not expect to do such a thing.

Just as she felt relieved, she also felt a sense of loss. As for how this emotion came about, she couldn't tell, or maybe she didn't want to think about it.

After a quick wash up, the two went out. Today was the day that many of the Wei family's antiques were withdrawn from their stocks. Zhao Feng also wanted to follow them to see what exactly was going on.

Very quickly, the two of them arrived at Wei Group and a stifling atmosphere brewed inside.

Many shareholders of Wei Group had arrived at the scene, their eyes all faintly revealing traces of blood. This was not sadness, but a wave of excitement that was suppressed within.

"President Wei, hurry up and return our shares to us. We still have urgent matters to attend to."

Wei Ying calmly sat down, looked at the many shareholders in front of her, and said: "Before you withdraw your shares, I have a question for you all. What is the reason for your withdrawal from the Wei clan?

After she finished speaking, all the shareholders looked at each other. No one said a word. The huge meeting room instantly became quiet.

At this moment, footsteps suddenly came from the door of the meeting room. "I'll tell you why. It's because you're rich and heartless."

The door was pushed open and a group of people walked in. All of them were familiar with Zhao Feng. Second Grandpa, Lv Anbo, and some relatives that wanted a share of the profits all appeared at the door of the meeting room.

"It's you guys, what are you doing here?"

One of the shareholders seems to have some feelings for the Wai family.

"President Wei, we all know about the current situation of the group, and we've also seen it. Sooner or later, we will all die together, and with our relatives, we will form a new Wei Group.

Wei Ying finally understood what was going on and sneered, "So that's how it is. The corporation doesn't have that much liquid capital. You should all know that I have decided to use real estate as collateral, right?"

Many of the shareholders shook their heads. They were all people who knew the specific circumstances of the Wei family. They knew that the Wei family had no other way but to take out such a large sum of money.

"Take out the share transfer letter!" I'm ready for you! "Zhao Feng, help me call out the people from Finance Department."

Zhao Feng nodded and walked out of the room. The meeting room was strange today. There were a lot of people, but not a single sound could be heard. Even the turning of the clock could be heard.

Not long after, Zhao Feng led the finance department staff in, "Come one by one. Line up properly, I won't miss a single cent of your money."

Wei Ying was completely disappointed by these people. Not only did she withdraw her shares, she even ran over to cooperate with Ding Family, and directly declared war against them?

Very soon, all the cash in the company's account was divided up and the real estate began to be divided up. "A piece of land in the center of the city that is worth 130 million people, this is yours."

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Wei Ying looked at Wei Feng who was standing in front of her, "The resort in the suburbs, the street where all the delicacies are sold. It's worth 250 million. This is yours."

Wei Feng snorted: "I don't want these, give me cash."

I, Wei Feng's shares aren't worth that much, but she doesn't have the proper real estate, so she appropriately gave Wei Feng an exorbitant price of about 10 million yuan.

The shareholder who received the real estate at the side looked at Wei Feng with a strange expression. One must know that real estate was often more profitable than liquid funds.

It was like a vacation home that was under Wei Feng's control. It was the same street as the food, and every month, he would receive an objective profit. Outside, there were a lot of people fighting over it, but who would have thought …

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