But unexpectedly, Pan Yunhu was still a complete coward, but she dared not say anything.
"You should go first."
"Okay."
The model left as if relieved of a heavy burden.
The manager also made a call.
"President Pan, the properties that you could obviously sell have almost all been disposed of because of their low prices. "
"I will transfer all the cash to your card today. "
After the manager reported the accounts in great detail...
Pan Yunhu calculated that after paying each person a hush fee of fifty thousand yuan, he would only have a little over a million yuan in cash left.
The previous losses from each factory were really too severe.
The estimated values of those bath centers and Foot Bath City were indeed very exaggerated figures.
"I never thought I could fall to this day..."
"It's all that damned bitch, all that damned bitch!"
"It's all your fault, Zheng Yiyun!"