The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend-Chapter 382 - 300

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Chapter 382: Chapter 300

The last meal hasn’t even settled, and the next meal has already arrived.

Rong Zhi didn’t want to refuse, but she really didn’t have the time.

Teacher Mao sighed slowly, with a rather disappointed tone: "But Si Raojing and the others really want you to come. Sigh... It’s okay, the teacher will wait until you’re free!"

An image of a world-weary face flashed through Rong Zhi’s mind. She pressed her lips together, but in the end, didn’t say no.

"Okay, I’ll let you know when I’m free."

Teacher Mao instantly perked up: "Great, great!"

After hanging up the phone, Rong Jin had already returned from browsing around, wiping the sweat from his forehead, his eyes sparkling. "I just asked the workshop supervisor, there’s another batch of goods in a couple of days, about two hundred thousand. Should we put it on pre-sale?"

Rong Zhi estimated how much was left to reach fifty billion, nodded, and responded lightly, "Go ahead with the pre-sale."

Rong Jin: "Okay!"

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That evening, SL Pharmaceutical released another two hundred thousand pre-sale medicine candies. As soon as it opened, it sold out in three seconds, and the official blog was once again flooded with comments.

Rong Zhi scrolled the mouse to check the stock market, while a video call with Ying Cenchuan was open on the tablet on the right.

"Little Nine, the Ying Family’s quarterly report for this quarter is out. Net profit is up 15% compared to last quarter, crushing McFerson by ten points!"

As Ying Cenchuan spoke, his volume unconsciously increased, filled with pride and a huge sigh of relief.

The weight on his mind for an entire year finally fell with the surpassing sales revenue.

Rong Zhi’s thin lips curved slightly, genuinely congratulating: "Congratulations."

"We’re family, ’congratulations’ feels too formal," Ying Cenchuan chuckled. "Little Nine, you’re the hero of the Ying Family. Without you, the Ying Family wouldn’t be where it is today. Tell me, is there anything you have your eye on? Brother will gift it to you."

Upon hearing this, Rong Zhi paused thoughtfully for two seconds and, very seriously, asked: "How about money?"

Ying Cenchuan raised his brows, full of question marks: "Are you short on money??"

"Yeah, I guess so."

Many people thought she’d been working from the age of fifteen until now and was quite poor.

Ying Cenchuan took a deep breath and was silent for a long time, displaying an indescribable expression, "...I’ll transfer it to you tomorrow."

"No need, transfer it to the company," Rong Zhi declined calmly.

"Alright then, I’ll transfer it to RH. Remember to have the finance department check it later."

Rong Zhi nodded, exchanged a few more words about perfumes, and then hung up the call.

The next day, when she arrived at the company, before she could even settle in her seat, the finance director rushed into the office in a panic, blurting out anxiously: "Chairman Rong! Someone transferred one billion to our company account!"

Ying Cenchuan transferred from his private account, all in batches, a total of fifteen transfers.

Rong Zhi forgot to notify the finance department beforehand, which led to the current situation where the finance director was worried RH Group was being targeted and was about to be scammed by a large incoming unknown fund.

Because when a company suddenly receives a large sum, it needs to write a report of origin and submit it for review.

She took a piece of paper from the drawer, quickly scribbled a few lines, stamped it with the chairman’s seal, and handed it to the finance director: "It’s from the Ying Family. Just submit this."

The finance director, still in shock, took the paper, glanced at the handwriting, and was stunned by the statement: "Huh? Why would the Ying Family suddenly transfer money to us?"

"Pocket money?" Rong Zhi lazily twirled a pen, responding nonchalantly.

Finance Director: "..."

He couldn’t quite believe it and called the Ying Family to inquire once back at his workstation. Ying Cenchuan’s assistant kindly informed him: "It’s from our CEO. He said it’s pocket money for your Chairman Rong, just accept it and don’t worry too much."