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Chapter 1023 The Blowing Number(2/2)

When ordering, the waiter did not mention that there was a reward for the opening ceremony, but the bill was discounted. Nan Yi could feel the other party's intention of showing kindness.

However, he did not intend to get close to the other party. In his eyes, the power leverage is a nuclear bomb, and it must be there, but if it can be done, it is probably a heavy machine gun bullet in the eyes of the other party. If you have any questions, you must hold the trigger and hold it. It is a matter of time before and after a blow-up, it is a matter of time. It is different and we will not work together.

What's more, let alone now, even if the other party has achieved success and fame, he is not qualified to talk to him on an equal footing. The white gloves' black gloves are probably able to play with the other party.

Time is the most hardworking worker, he doesn't need wages and never rest. The next day, Hu Zai went to investigate Cai Linfen's relatedness, Chen Wenqin brought her urgent needs, and also organized two things: screening consulting company and old villa on Shunchang Road.

Nan Yi stayed in the hotel and didn't go out. He used a pen and a piece of manuscript paper to calculate the total amount of projects that Mou Nande had to invest in newspapers in recent years.

First, Shancheng Hotpot fast food investment of 200 million yuan, then Shancheng University invested 1.5 billion yuan to establish an education fund, developed 10 billion yuan in Manzhouli, 5 billion yuan in northern Shaanxi, 1 billion yuan in Zhangjiajie, and 10 billion yuan in 118 Building. We will do the Chinese giant sculpture, the World Chinese Business Conference and Nande Villa. The amount of these three was not mentioned. Nanyi directly ignored the latter two items and conservatively marked the amount of 20 billion yuan for the Chinese giant sculpture, and the Confucian Business University I just saw in the newspaper.

I will add a total of 48.2 billion, which is really rich.

With emotion, Nan Yi put the manuscript paper aside, opened the notebook, called out the document, and continued to improve his proposal.

The proposal to withdraw $5 billion to invest in China has been submitted to the Pan American Investment Board. Shareholders are waiting to listen to Nanyi's investment plan and will only start allocating funds when his plan is recognized.

In fact, it is not realistic to let one person do an investment plan. In fact, in order to complete the investment plan, Han Zhenhe was mobilized with one-third of the people in the South Office, and various data and information were also summarized to the South Office through satellites.

Nan Yi only needs to extract the "proposal" that needs to be spoken out through his mouth based on the investment plan, but just refining this step is a bit harsh. There are too many data that needs to be deduced back to the original from the calculation results. He must figure out how each data comes from, otherwise it will be easily questioned by shareholders when the proposal is made.

Last night, there was new data coming from Nanban. Nanyi needed to digest the data into something in his own stomach. PageDown/PageUp with his left hand, and blindly pressed the calculator with his right hand, rubbing his fingers until it smoked.

One morning, Nan Yi was so painful that he was so angry that he had lunch and took a nap. After another two hours, he had less than one-third of his digestion.

After stretching, Nan Yi complained that making data is not a job for humans. He closed his eyes, rubbed his temples, and waited for his eyes to feel more comfortable, sat up straight, grabbed the mouse and clicked a few times, and the local data was backed up to the cloud.

When the backup progress bar reached 100%, he immediately closed the notebook. The dense data was too hurtful. He didn't want to make himself a four-eyed boy. He just kept doing it today and stopped working.
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