Under Zhang Yang's arrangements, the procurement order was quickly issued.
It was a massive purchase that included a Rolls-Royce Phantom, Maybachs, Sprinters, and Coasters.
The amount involved was in the tens of millions.
But it did not matter. In Zhang Yang's view, the company's annual operating budget of one hundred million was barely touched by its HR expenditures. He could not exactly let the rest go to waste, could he?
Adding some assets to the company was more than appropriate.
Besides, the company belonged to him alone. They might be company assets in name, but in essence, were they not still his own?
Beyond that, he also coordinated with the general office on procuring a few other things.
They could set up massage chairs in the lounge area, equip it with a Gaggenau coffee machine and Gesha coffee beans, and, if needed, even create a fitness area with a row of treadmills.
If there was not enough space, they could always rent another floor. It was not a big problem—at most, it would add another million or so in annual expenses.
No problem. He had one hundred million to burn. No matter how much they spent, it could all be fully covered by that one hundred million.
Zhang Yang had already decided that Cloud Sea Capital could remain unknown, but its benefits and facilities had to be among the very best in the industry.
After dismissing the people from the general office, Zhang Yang let his imagination run wild in his chairman's office.
"Huh? What does my dad want?"
Zhang Yang looked at his suddenly ringing phone. The caller was none other than his father, Zhang Zhaohai.
"Hello, Dad?"
On the other end, Zhang Zhaohai burst into hearty laughter. He sounded to be in an excellent mood.
Thinking about it,