Chapter 206: Family Meeting (8)

Wow ha ha ha ha! Brothers, are you in a hurry? The face slap starts, have a good time!

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"The one hundred and eighth judge, Hong Dali."

The woman in charge of broadcasting on the rostrum looked at the material in her hand and announced it indifferently: "Hong Dali, 18 years old, has just held a completion ceremony. Ranking of young children of the family in 2013: None. Currently has projects It’s as follows: one nightclub, three hotels, and several real estates.” She couldn’t read any more as soon as she reached this point, and her voice became smaller and smaller: “All kinds of pet dogs, how many, stray dogs, how many, one on the top of the mountain, one on the lake…”

Then the woman's face turned red, probably because she had worked too hard to hold back her laughter, and she decisively sought help from Grand Elder Hong Tu: "Grand Elder, look..."

At this time, all the disciples of the following family had already burst into laughter——

"Hahaha, he is indeed the number one prodigal son in our family. As expected, this kid is really a prodigal!"

"Hey, I really lost the face of our family, how can I do that."

"If it wasn't for Uncle Wu's face, I guess he wouldn't even be able to enter this big meeting room?"

"Oh, it's a pity that he came from such a good background. I can't even figure out how he can be like this?"

"Who knows, this is really a blessing in disguise..."

"Cough cough!" Hearing the low-pitched ridicule and regretful sigh from the disciples below, Hong Tu couldn't help but blushed and coughed hard. When the crowd finally calmed down, he said in a deep voice: "Daily! Dali! Hurry up and report."

He yelled once, but no one got up, and then yelled twice, but still no one got up.

At this time, the entire meeting room fell silent, and everyone looked around, and suddenly a family disciple shouted: "Here it is!"

Everyone searched in the direction one after another, and then the entire conference room was completely silent in an instant.

Only Hong Dali's slight grunt could be heard: "Huh...huh..."

This time Hongtu also collapsed: "This... this..."

All of a sudden, all the children of the family laughed wildly, many of them couldn't even straighten their waists, and the whole meeting room could only hear a burst of laughter that almost broke through the sky: "Hahahahahahahahahaha— —!!!”

Hong Dali: "Huh...huh..."

Hong Tu couldn't laugh or cry,

He wanted to call Hong Dali to get up, but he also knew that it would be better to tell Hong Dali to continue to sleep, otherwise he would be even more ashamed if he got up. He thought for a while, and suddenly said to the woman next to him who was in charge of the roll call: "I remember, there seems to be a person named Ling Xiaoyi next to Dali, who is said to be responsible for helping Dali manage these matters, you go and call her over now. "

"Yes." The woman left immediately, but she blushed and covered her mouth tightly when she left - she must have run away with a smile.

"Hmph!" Hong Tu cleared his throat, "Mm, Dali's usual affairs are managed by his subordinates, everyone just wait."

Now that Great Elder Hong Tu has spoken, the following disciples naturally dare not go too far, but they are all discussing in a low voice, and the topic of discussion naturally revolves around Hong Dali: "Oh, this has to be the last Is it a trial?" "Almost, hehe, in fact, he still had a chance, the problem is that he bought so many properties, how much can the value of the thing increase?" "Yes, yes, this time it is estimated to be It's about to fall to the bottom. Alas, the nickname of prodigal son seems to be with him for the rest of his life."

It is estimated that if it was replaced by someone else, this kung fu would have been drilled into the cracks of the ground long ago.

But Hong Dali was sleeping soundly: "Huh...huh..."

He didn't take this seriously at all. Of course, this kind of meeting is indeed like a lullaby to him-what he hated most before was this kind of dry report. Many people were indeed Yu Xianyu who hypnotized Hong Dali to death.

That's really waking up, sleeping, waking up...

Not long after, the door of the big meeting room was slowly pushed open, and Ling Xiaoyi came into the big meeting room with the woman who went to look for her.

In the big meeting room at this time, all the family members were whispering, and many of them didn't know her. After seeing her enter, all eyes turned to her for a moment.

Ling Xiaoyi glanced casually, and many people had sympathy in their eyes. Of course, most of them were gloating.

No one is willing to send charcoal in the snow, but it is happy to see it when someone is in trouble.

With just one glance, Ling Xiaoyi already had a general understanding of the situation on the field.

It seems that they are all waiting to see the young master's jokes, Ling Xiaoyi chuckled inwardly, without saying much, walked quickly to the arena, saluted the three elders who were sitting on the rostrum, Said: "The young master's dog legs, Ling Xiaoyi has seen the three elders."

As soon as she said this, there was another burst of laughter in the venue: "Hahaha, she actually admitted that she is the dog's leg of Hong Dali's prodigal son, which is really strange." , This really attracts birds of a feather." "How else can I put it another way, to be a prodigal must have dog legs, Dali is very successful in being a prodigal!"

Listening to the words of all the children in the family, Ling Xiaoyiyun smiled lightly, without any sign of anger, but just stood there quietly, waiting for the order to report the results.

Hong Tu looked at the little girl in front of him, and expressed his curiosity about what she said before. I don't know if her words "Young Master's number one dog leg" came from her heart or because of something.

"Ahem!" Coughed hard, and after everyone in the conference room closed their mouths, Hong Tu nodded at Ling Xiaoyi and said, "Miss Xiaoyi, you should be able to invest heavily in the business." Let’s be clearer, so now, we can start.”

"Okay," Ling Xiaoyi smiled and bowed to Hong Tu, then sorted out her thoughts and began to report all Hong Dali's current achievements.

How else should I put it, as Hong Dali's number one dog leg, Ling Xiaoyi really has real skills, and she is familiar with the things that Hong Dali has done, and immediately began to report: "The young master bought Xi The total cost of the Sihuan Ye Laixiang nightclub is eight million." After she finished speaking, a professional began to record it.

"En," Hong Tu nodded and asked, "Then what's the profit now? Is it a loss or a gain? How much is it lost? How much is it earned?"

His words can be said to be a matter of concern to everyone present. Everyone thought: "That prodigal Hong Dali, can he still make money with what he makes? It's not bad if he doesn't lose money." There are also well-informed people who secretly said: "This project, Hong Dali really deserved it, it’s said that it’s very popular there now.”

Ling Xiaoyi smiled and said: "Currently, the daily turnover has reached 50,000 yuan in net profit. The annual net profit is 18 million yuan."

Hong Tu: "..."

As soon as Ling Xiaoyi said this, the people below were shocked: "This...how is this possible? A net profit rate of more than 200%? This is cheating!" What's more, they shouted directly : "You can't make it up, how can there be such a high profit!" "Yes, yes, we demand a thorough investigation!"

Hong Anbao's face turned pale in an instant: "This...it's impossible! It's impossible! When he bought Ye Lixiang, it was about to go bankrupt! How long has it been? The annual profit is 18 million?! "

"Quick! Send someone to check the bill! Hurry up!" Hong Tu was also really shocked.

Hong Dali bought this evening primrose for the sake of the prodigal, how much profit is it? !

About five minutes later, a servant hurried over with a phone. Hong Tu pressed the hands-free button, and the auditor's exclamation came from the phone: "Elder, it's true! It's all true! I'll check Accounts, bank account numbers, bills and consumption slips are all real!"

Everyone was completely stunned.

This is real?

Hong Tu looked in Hong Dali's direction, and Hong Dali yelled sweetly when he was sleeping there: "Huh...huh..."

After a brief shock, Ling Xiaoyi asked with a smile: "Grand Elder, can I continue?"

"Go on, go on!" Even though he is the Great Elder, Hong Tu couldn't help but sit up straight at this moment: "I'm listening, go on!"

"The young master spent 2.4 million to buy Zero Point, which is the current destination, plus the cost of advertising and staff, the total investment is about 6 million." Ling Xiaoyi said slowly: "Currently The turnover is 60,000 yuan in net profit, and the annual net profit is 720,000 yuan."

"This is okay, this is okay," Hong Tu took his teacup and took a breath. Anyway, this is normal.

The people below have learned to be good this time, and stopped booing, but many people whispered below: "This is not bad, barely, let me just say, how could he be so perverted." "Indeed Ah, this is pretty average, with an investment of 6 million yuan and an annual output of 720,000 yuan, it is incomparable with Ye Lixiang, and it is estimated that Ye Lixiang made it like that because of his good character." "Yes. That's right, I just said, he can't always be so lucky!"

Hearing this, Hong Anbao immediately relaxed a lot.

Even Mu Yuxi, the family's number one contemporary genius, let out a sigh of relief.

With an investment of 6 million, this income can only be said to be barely a loss.

After all, if everything was as perverted as Ye Laixiang before, then she wouldn't have to mess around, and just pack up and leave.

It's a pity that Ling Xiaoyi is obviously here to kick the hall this time: "It's just that the daily IP of the end point has exceeded 800,000, and many manufacturers want to advertise on the website, but they are all rejected by the young master. "

When she said this, a devilish smile appeared on her face: "The total value of those advertisements is 5.3 million per year. If you consider that it will not affect the reader's reading experience, it will be no problem to control it within 2 million."

"Pfft——" Hong Tu spit out all the tea he had drunk into his mouth.

This still doesn't affect the readers' reading experience. If it affects a little bit, wouldn't it be possible to receive at least three million advertisements every year? ! (m)