Over three thousand people, roughly amounts to about one hundred fifty thousand in funds.
Feng Xiangyi, "Mr. Qin, I want to use this money to further develop the company, but I am worried that some might maliciously cancel their memberships.
If we end up with insufficient cash flow, we will enter a debt crisis."
Qin Hao thought for a moment and said, "Okay, but every penny must be clearly accounted for and must go through the finance department.
Don't worry about the funds."
Feng Xiangyi, "Alright, Mr. Qin, where will Wan Rou stay tonight?"
Qin Hao, "She should be staying at your place."
After hanging up the phone with Feng Xiangyi, Qin Hao walked toward the cafeteria. Before he reached the cafeteria, two people stopped him.
They were two men in their thirties, tall and burly, with fierce expressions and tattoos on their arms.
Qin Hao looked at the two men, "Is there something you need?"