"What are we waiting for then, quickly have the finance department transfer the money into each of our accounts!"
Sun Zhuangjia couldn't wait to shout.
Qin Aotian and Jack simultaneously turned their gaze to a fat middle-aged man in a suit, who was Qin Hao, the finance director of Qin Group, now also serving as the finance director of New Minghuang Group.
"This, I'm afraid we can't transfer it!" Qin Hao wiped the sweat off his brow and said nervously:
"The money belongs to the company and can only be distributed as share dividends at the end of the year, there's simply no way to move it otherwise."
"What?" Hearing this, the faces of Qin Aotian, Jack, and Sun Zhuangjia all turned cold.
"You're the finance director, and we are the company's owners, simply transfer the money into our accounts according to our shares, what's all this waiting until the end of the year about?"
Qin Aotian roared in annoyance.
