The Underground Emperor: Starting with Running Away with His Sister-in-Law

Chapter 118 Funding and Testing

After receiving a tip-off from Kim Soo-hyun.

Ding Xin immediately summoned Hong Cheying and the company accountant.

Let's discuss together how to improve the accounting.

In fact, Ding Xin had already consolidated the accounts once before, at Hong Cheying's suggestion.

All the vulnerabilities have been patched.

This is also why the National Tax Service did not find out about his problem through official channels.

What needs to be done now is to fill in the gaps, clean up the beginning and the end, and leave some harmless little loopholes without leaving a trace.

For example, the term of some transferred shares is unclear...

The exact profit figures cannot be accurately estimated...

Then we can argue with the National Tax Service and reluctantly pay some of the difference, and that will be the end of it.

It makes everyone look good on the surface.

...

Three days later, Ding Xin met with Section Chief Jin Xiuxian and personally delivered the materials to him.

The materials are unusually thick, and some of them are in English.

You know everything.

Whether Kim Soo-hyun wants it or not is his business, but Ding Xin is someone he has to give it to.

Only through give and take can things last.

Of course, the results were also very encouraging.

Kim Soo-hyun wasn't the kind of person who was pedantic, so he readily accepted the offer.

In other words, if Kim Soo-hyun had been so old-fashioned, that phone call wouldn't have happened...

...

Jung-gu, Seoul.

The president's office at the Golden Gate Building.

Ding Xin, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, watched as Shi Dongchu signed his name on the document in front of him.

This is a financial approval document regarding the special funding for film and television in Kinmen.

Wu Xiuyan had already applied a few days ago, but the finance department at the group headquarters kept dragging its feet, saying that the chairman hadn't signed it yet.

Sure enough, Ding Xin came over personally with the documents.

"Is that all right?"

After signing the document, Shi Dong smiled and handed it back to Ding Xin: "Is this little thing really worth getting so angry about?"

He's nominating Ding Xin.

Because of this incident, Ding Xin almost smashed up the group's finance office.

"The subsidiaries managed by the other directors are all high-quality assets, and Chairman Shi, needless to say, are even better than mine."

Ding Xin exhaled a puff of smoke and said slowly, "To put it nicely, it's one of the eight major subsidiaries, but damn it, it doesn't even have a single decent artist in it."

"Haha, you..."

Shi Dongchu lit a cigarette and laughed, "A few days ago, Zhong Jiu came to me and said that you had sent all the artists back to them. Why are you complaining that the company is short of people now?"

Upon hearing this, Ding Xin became even angrier!

Frowning, he said bluntly, "Are those celebrities? Of the people Li Zhongjiu sent over, I reckon half of them are his concubines!"

"Alright, alright, let's leave it at that!"

Shi Dongchu was taken aback by Ding Xin's words, coughing as he waved his hand and said, "Anyway, the money has already been approved for you. How you develop it from here on out is up to you..."

At present, the group's development is mainly focused on those few industrial subsidiaries.

Therefore, Shi Dongchu didn't really care too much about Kinmen Films; he just gave him some money and let him do whatever he wanted.

Ding Xin chuckled but didn't refute him further.

After all, we've got the 20 billion yuan development fund in hand, so let's spend it first.

If we don't have enough, we can ask for more.

"Oh, right, this is for you..."

As Shi Dongchu spoke, he took out a gold-edged invitation from the drawer and handed it over.

"what is this?"

Ding Xin reached out and took it, then opened it to take a look.

It's an invitation to the Tianxia Auto new product launch event, which will be held in three days.

"When the time comes, you will represent the group and order twenty new models."

Shi Dongchu spoke with a smile.

Ding Xin nodded without asking why.

It's a very simple principle, it's like exchanging favors. Generally, for new product launches, anyone who receives an invitation will do something in return.

There are unspoken rules even among conglomerates.

If there is no conflict, someone inviting you means they respect you and recognize your abilities.

If you just show your face, take a few gifts, and then leave, that's disrespecting people...

I came out of the president's office.

Ding Xin suddenly had another idea: he wanted to go visit Ding Qing.

It's been several days since I last saw him.

...

Vice President's Office.

The door was wide open, and you could see inside from the entrance.

Li Zicheng was also there, and the two were talking about something, quite focused.

Ding Xin knocked on the door, attracting their attention.

"Hey, isn't this our Executive Director Ding? What brings you to the group headquarters today...?"

Ding Qing chuckled and teased.

He knew that Ding Xin didn't seem to like staying here.

They've been holed up in the Gari Peak Cave area.

"I want money!"

Ding Xin waved the approval document in his hand, then plopped down opposite Ding Qing.

"What are you talking about, so intently?"

"What else can we talk about? Let's talk about that old bastard Zhang Shouji."

"Zhang Shouji?"

"Yeah, Zicheng is the vice president of an entertainment company, isn't he? Haha, now he's even making excuses to look at the accounts..."

Ding Xin understood immediately.

Unfortunately, the gangs are still in the process of getting to know each other.

It's normal for people to be wary of each other.

Not to mention that the Imperial Japanese Army faction and the Northern Gate faction even fought a battle over Ding Xin's matter.

It seems there's still a long way to go...

He's still the best. Although the two subsidiaries are broke, they're all under his absolute control.

There aren't that many messy things.

"By the way, what kind of money did you just say you needed?"

"this."

Ding Xin simply tossed the document in his hand over.

He crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and stretched comfortably.

"Not bad, 20 billion..."

Ding Qing casually flipped through the documents and chuckled, "Looks like the old man treats you quite well, approving the money so readily..."

"Come on."

Ding Xin slowly exhaled a puff of smoke: "If I hadn't come in person, I don't know how long this payment would have been delayed."