Tang Yuchan looked at the cold dishes on the table and started to grumble, "Oh dear, why are we eating this again?"
"Is meat not good enough?" Zhou Chengyu arranged the four plates and eight bowls of cold dishes, bustling around Wang Xiaocong and Su Qingyu to sit down, speaking in the tone of everyday chatter, "When I was a kid, I couldn't even have this during the New Year."
"Come on, try it!"
Zhou Chengyu kept giving Shen Dong meaningful looks and passed a piece of pig trotter to Tang Yuchan.
Shen Dong rubbed his nose as he still hadn't decided how to distribute the profits.
Tang Yuchan had put in a hundred million.
But Tang Yuchan already held shares in both the real estate and Huaxu.
Wang Xiaocong also contributed a hundred million, but he did so when there was nothing, handing over a hundred million to Shen Dong.
For personal accounts, everyone could just sit together and divide it evenly, and that would be the end of it, but this had to be from a public account.