"Great idea, but what about the benefits President Fang promised me?"
Zhang Wen laughed.
"Don't worry, when the time comes, you can take away twenty percent of the money you transfer out, okay?"
Fang Wuyong laughed.
"No problem!"
Zhang Wen laughed, knowing the reserve funds of Xinmeng Group were at least ten billion. Twenty percent would be two billion, an astronomical sum for someone like him.
Although he earned quite a bit on normal days, it was, at most, a few hundred thousand a year.
With these two billion and no risk involved, he could easily leave Dragon Country and live a carefree life abroad.
Fang Wuyong arranged the safest studio for Zhang Wen and even sent people to help him.
A backdoor had been left open when the firewall was installed, so for a master like Zhang Wen, entering the internal system of Xinmeng Group was a breeze.
"Wow, there's actually sixteen billion. No wonder Xinmeng Group is so confident.
With so much money, there really is no need to worry."
