Note the sweet scale

Chapter 95

"But... quitting now, you will lose a lot."

"I know." Yi Meng raised her face and smiled at him, "I have very important things, so I don't care about them anymore."

"Hey——" Chen Wentong sighed for a long time, "Mengmeng, uncle...I'm sorry! A while ago, there was a very popular project with a profit of 15%. I know that your current situation is not good. I just wanted to help you earn more money, and now all the money has been invested in..."

Yi Meng also knows a little bit about financial management, and knows that there are some fixed-income financial products that cannot be taken back immediately. "Then... I only want the principal, and I don't want the income, okay?"

Chen Wentong frowned and thought for a while, then raised his hand and pressed the inside line.

"Xiao Chen, bring me the data from my previous financial statement."

After a while, the assistant walked in and put a document in his hand.

Chen Wentong looked at the document in his hand, frowned, and handed over the document to Yi Meng.

"Mengmeng, see for yourself!"

After Yi Meng took the document, her eyes fell on the last number. When she saw that number, her eyebrows twitched.

"Nine thousand seven hundred yuan?!"

Standing up holding the document, she looked at Chen Wentong emotionally, "Uncle Chen, my dad transferred 800 million to you directly, even if I just deposit it in a bank for a fixed term, the interest will not exceed this amount, right?"

This wealth management fund is a gift from her father, a total of 800 million.

When she celebrated her birthday, Chen Wentong also promised her that he would help her manage this part of the funds to maximize her income.

Up to now, it has been nearly four years, but the form he gave her only showed a balance of less than 1 yuan.

"Mengmeng, you also know that investing is risky..."

He thought she was a fool who didn't know how to count?

"Yes, investment is risky, but it shouldn't shrink so much, right?"

"There are detailed accounts on the information. If you don't believe it, you can check it. With your attitude, is it possible that I will still take your money without permission?" Chen Wentong's face turned cold, "These are not counted as your handling fee, Looking back, I don’t know how to explain to my superiors.”

Holding the document, Yi Meng's fingers trembled, the other party's attitude was undisguised, she could of course guess where her money went.

"Chen Wentong, how did my father treat you back then, are you treating me like this now?"

Chen Wentong's tone became colder, "Mengmeng, you have to speak with conscience, if I hadn't helped you with the expense account, you wouldn't have gotten any of this money!"

Yi Meng slammed the document on the coffee table, gritted her silver teeth and said, "Chen Wentong, your conscience was eaten by a dog?"

"If it wasn't for your father's sake, just based on your words, I could have the security guard throw you out!" Chen Wentong said viciously, "Xiao Li, see off the guests!"

"Miss Yi, please!"

The assistant came over and grabbed Yi Meng's arm, Chen Wentong went to sit behind the desk and continued to play his computer games, while the man whispered contemptuously.

"I really thought I was still Miss Qianjin, but I was just a lost dog who dared to come to me to act wild."

When Yi Meng walked to the door, she stopped when she heard the piercing voice behind her, and threw off the arm of her assistant Xiao Zhang.

"Chen Wentong, listen carefully to me. That's right, I, Yimeng, am in despair now. But let me tell you, I won't keep reciting like this forever. One day, I want you to be like a dog, humbly in front of me !"

(End of this chapter)