"What's wrong?" Lin Ziwen turned her hand and brought the door, sat down at the desk opposite her mother.

"What else can happen? Money is all about it." Wang Yumei threw a clip on the table over and threw it over.

Lin Ziwen took the file folder and put it in front of her and didn't open it. She asked Guo Degang who had just stopped: "Where are you exercising?"

"Ah? Ah, yes, exercise." Guo Degang was stunned for a moment and reacted, smiled and pulled the chair next to Lin Ziwen and met. "I need to exercise. I haven't exercised for more than a year. I'll sweat after walking for a while."

Lin Ziwen looked at Guo Degang's round face. This little fat man used to be a dark face because he often worked outdoors. Later, the manager of the toothpaste factory gradually turned white. In the past year, he has had a special car in the entry and exit. He can't get sunbath all day long. Now he has become a white and fat slutty slutty slutty slutty. He doesn't have to do physical labor and has a tender skin. In addition, he is fat. It's no wonder he sweats after walking around the office for a few times.

"I said, are we running too urgently?" Guo Degang took the file folder in front of Lin Ziwen, turned to the middle page and handed it to Lin Ziwen and said, "Look, nouveau riche classmate, the capital chain is tight."

It turned out to be this problem. Lin Ziwen said huh and started looking at the page of the recent large-scale capital transactions. The Forbidden City faced a stage of financial tightness that Lin Ziwen expected, but now someone has raised it, which is just earlier than Lin Ziwen expected.

The questions raised by Wang Yumei and Guo Degang are indeed the same as Lin Ziwen thought. First of all, the Forbidden City has been too big recently, and it has started a project of 10 or 20 million yuan at a time. Each time it is invested millions or millions. However, such a large cash flow still makes the three hematopoietic machines a little tight. Secondly, in order to further expand the market share, the daily chemical factory relaxed the policies in terms of cash collection and release, and the benefits have been improved. However, the cycle has been extended, and the funds are needed have become more and the money has been rolled in the market. The working capital at hand is not as sufficient as before. In this way, the two sides have fought each other, and the cash on the books has quickly become tense.

In this way, Guo Degang, who was already a little financially tight, heard that Wang Yumei said that the nouveau riche would still have to set up a company with 10 million yuan, and he immediately had a headache. He wanted him to take out another ten million yuan. It would be impossible, but it would inevitably affect the development plan of the daily chemical factory 96. On the one hand, it would not be possible to open up the market. On the other hand, it would be possible to owe the raw material manufacturer money. Guo Degang thought that the nouveau riche used the daily chemical factory as toothpaste. Today he used the money to start the winery and tomorrow he would have to put the production line for the garment factory. This made a fantasy company that he didn't know what business it was. Guo Degang and Wang Yumei had finished their bitterness. After discussing, they both felt that this would not work, so they asked Lin Ziwen to ask.

"Xiao Guo, I don't want to take 10 million. Do you think you are too stingy?" Lin Ziwen said while looking at the accounts and was funny with Guo Degang.

Guo Degang slapped his forehead with his hand in depressedness, leaned his head on the back of the chair and moaned, "Brother Mosquito, you don't need to look at the detailed account. You can understand the page of paper on your hand. It's not that I'm reluctant to take this money, but that I really can't take this money."

Lin Ziwen shook her head while looking at it. After shaking hands, the manager had been doing it for a long time, he had not made much calculations about the detailed income and expenditure of the factory in the past two years. While looking at Lin Ziwen, he was calculating in his mind that this ten million is indeed as Guo Degang said. He can take it out, but after taking it, it is like an adult who drew 800cc of blood at one time. He can't die, but it will definitely hurt his vitality, and it's hard to say how long it will take to recover.

"Ten million is a bit too much..." Lin Ziwen put down the account book to herself and asked Wang Yumei: "Where is my dad, can you get more?"

It seems that the nouveau riche has to find another way. Guo Degang quietly breathed a sigh of relief. He was reluctant to let the daily chemical factory pay this 10 million yuan. Although the money is the love of Master Lin, it can do whatever he wants, but this daily chemical factory is like Guo Degang pulling up a child with one hand. He repeatedly withdraws so much money from the factory, and no one will be willing to change it.

Wang Yumei smiled bitterly and shook her head and said to her son: "The five million people from the pharmaceutical factory were squeezed out. If you hadn't thought about this, your father would have complained to you long ago."

"What about my sister?" Lin Ziwenxin said that if the east is not bright, the west is bright, should there be some money for the beauty salon?

"Have you forgotten?" Guo Degang interrupted angrily: "Didn't Mayor Xu say that after the New Year, we will auction several debt-related companies. Haven't we agreed to keep the money from the beauty salon to buy land?"

"Oh--" Lin Ziwen slapped her head, thinking that's not the case. At this time, no one can move the money from the beauty salon. Who knows how much it costs to run those state-owned enterprises? If you miss a few pieces of fat meat because you don't have money at that time, wouldn't you regret it for the rest of your life?

"Hey, this is the case, see what to do." Guo Degang spread his hands and walked to the side to fiddle with the flower pot on the windowsill.

Seeing his son frowning and his eyes turned, Wang Yumei kindly helped him out and said, "Otherwise, we can get a loan, Mayor Xu said that we can get low interest rates for us, and mortgage is not a problem. All of our three major factories are fine."

"How much can I borrow?" Lin Ziwen raised her eyebrows and raised her eyebrows.

"Millions..." Wang Yumei said: "It should be more, why don't I ask your dad to contact him and ask?"

Guo Degang, who was loosening the soil for a pot of Clivia, shook his head: "There is no more. Even though we are a big banker, we have never borrowed a penny before, but we have the ability to repay, but because this is the first time, there are too many restrictions on the loan amount and repayment period."

Wang Yumei thought about it and added: "They will have to come to check the accounts at that time. If you want to invest this money in that company in Beijing, the bank may not agree, and there will be a lot of trouble in the middle."

It has been three years since the nouveau riche became rich. This is the first time I was short of money for the first time and there is still a lot of money. If it is based on not affecting the development of the enterprise, I will have to be short of about 10 million. By the time I returned to some state-owned enterprises through auction in March and April, there will be a big gap in funds. On the one hand, the garment factory is still a burden in the short term, and on the other hand, those who spent 20 million to make games have shouted out. It is not possible to make money in this industry overnight. It can be foreseeable that this project is still a bottomless hole for a considerable period of time.

There are many ways to find money. Master Lin is not a young boy. He has been struggling in the shopping mall for several years in his previous life and will not be stumped by this. There are many ways to go before him. Each way has its pros and cons. Which one should I go or which one should I go together? Lin Ziwen started to think about it. He asked for pen and paper from his mother and started to draw circles.

First of all, it is a loan. The Forbidden City has developed step by step. It has never taken the shortcut to loans. Because it is not short of money, it has never tasted the sweetness of loans. But now it is short of money, and the mayor has come forward to help with low-interest loans. This convenience naturally needs to be used well. As for bank supervision, it is not within the consideration of the leader. There are thousands of ways to deal with banks. Isn’t it enough to pay the principal and interest in the day?

The second is stocks. In 1996, the bull market in China's securities market has created countless rich people. Lin Ziwen, who has already achieved success in his career, will no longer have any negative impact on his future. Since the small environment has been managed, Lin Ziwen will certainly not faint when this big wave comes.

Then there is another trick. Just borrow money from the small internal ***. For example, Guo Degang, Li Zetao, Liu Houer and Sanfatty, they can still get two or three million. However, Lin Ziwen immediately gave up borrowing money from them after thinking about this, because he thought of an effective method, one can get more money than the loan, so that the money can be used flexibly and affordable.

"Well" Lin Ziwen brushed the circle on the paper with a few hooks, threw down the pen and stood up: "Go to have a meal first, let's talk while eating."

...

"Fundraising?" Guo Degang was biting the chicken's claws and was chewing happily. When Lin Ziwen said the solution he had just figured out, he quickly raised his head and wiped his oily mouth.

Wang Yumei had almost finished eating. After hearing her son's explanation, she put down her chopsticks and asked, "How to collect it?"

"Everyone pays money, and the dividends will be distributed at the end of the year. If anyone has something to do, he will return the money to him in advance. To put it bluntly, it is like state-owned enterprises' fundraising," Lin Ziwen said.

"Can this work?" Guo Degang expressed his concerns: "There are only a problem when state-owned enterprises raise funds when they are difficult to operate. The government also turned a blind eye to their small actions. But we are individuals. If we don't get a crime of illegal deposit-absorbing, it will be a big trouble."

"How much do you want to collect? Three or two million is not very useful to us. If there are too many, I'm afraid it won't work. A big tree attracts wind..." Wang Yumei looked at her son who was biting the chicken wings and was already half a head taller than her, thinking that her son has grown up.

Lin Ziwen had some tricks and said: "Then we don't call fundraising. If we put out a fake satellite, we will say that we want to build a branch factory. What's so nice? Then we issue internal shares, limited quantities, and only sell them to our employees in the Forbidden City. If we buy more, we won't sell that kind. This should be fine?"—

Illegal deposit-absorbing and collective capital fraud are both external manifestations of illegal fundraising, but the fundamental difference between the two is whether the suspect has the intention to possess illegally, and some are the crime of fundraising fraud.
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