How did I become a god

Chapter 1456 Late Night
"Dudu..."

It was already 12 o'clock in the middle of the night. Even after drinking several cups of premium tea, Jing Gao was still a little sleepy, and he lazily leaned on the sofa in the reception area to take a nap. His work and rest schedule was similar to that of ordinary people. He rarely stayed up late because there was no need, and he would be woken up by the ringing of his phone.

Yao Shengming went out to verify the existence of "Director Guan" and Secretary Ma and has not returned yet. It is still a bit difficult to mobilize manpower to verify in the middle of the night. After all, friends in the system may not be able to answer the phone now.

Jing Gao rubbed his eyes, answered the phone, and listened to Feng Xinjian's steady voice, "Mr. Jing, I wonder what you think of Director Guan's proposal?"

Jing Gao said calmly, "Why, Mr. Feng, are you rushing me so much?"

Feng Xinjian had already made this call in front of Zhong Siyuan. When they heard Jing Gao's tone, they looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Secretary Ma was under a lot of pressure, and it was not easy for Boss Jing to deal with it either! It was really an unprovoked disaster.

"Boss Jing, you are joking. We are all your subordinates. How dare we do this? The main reason is that Secretary Ma called me just now and asked me about it. He is also waiting to report to the leader. It is already past midnight, it is a bit late."

Feng Xinjian couldn't afford to offend anyone, so he had to pass the blame on to others. As for telling a lie, Jing Gao couldn't ask Secretary Ma for confirmation anyway. This was the "flexibility" of adults, otherwise how could things be handled smoothly.

"Ha!" Jing Gao uttered a note with a half-smile in his voice, and said without giving any room for discussion: "I'm still verifying it." Then he hung up the phone.

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Listening to the busy tone on their phones, Feng Xinjian and Zhong Siyuan looked at each other. It was obvious that Mr. Jing's reaction was a little beyond their expectations. It seemed like he was "delaying". But the question was, if Director Guan wanted to find you, how long could you delay?
And wouldn't this be the same and offend Director Guan to some extent?
Zhong Siyuan thought for a while, and said slowly: "Old Feng, no matter if Mingyuan Group has an accident or not, we have to consider repairing our relationship with Mr. Jing to avoid trouble!"

It might be difficult for Mr. Jing to get rid of Mingyuan Group, an excellent private enterprise with assets of trillions and ranked among the top five in Shanghai, but it would be a piece of cake to get rid of the businesses of these indigenous companies!

This is not an exaggeration. Although Mr. Jing does not have any power within the system, the power, wealth, and influence of the Phoenix Group in the business world are too terrifying, mainly because they are involved in too many businesses.

Unless they don't do business related to the track that Phoenix Group is involved in, they will step into the pit if they are not careful, and then the whole body will be affected and lead to bankruptcy. There are too many cases in the world! A family in Qiongdao, Fuhui Group in Jinling...

Mr. Jing has a brilliant record and is well-known in the world.

Feng Xinjian nodded, sighed again, and uttered beautiful Chinese, "Damn it!"

People sit at home, and the pot comes from the sky.

Feng Xinjian finished cursing and sought advice from his old friend, "Old Zhong, how do you think we can fix it? I don't think he would be interested in our business and resources!"

To be honest, although Mr. Jing is widely recognized in the underworld for his gloomy mind and ruthless methods, he is indeed very disciplined. He always does what he promised, has an excellent reputation and never cheats anyone.

Zhong Siyuan did not have the direct pressure from Feng Xinjian tonight, so he thought more about other things and said, "Mr. Jing is young and promising. Everyone in the martial arts world knows about his hobbies, but there is no way to please him.

We are his guests, so please invite him to dinner and prepare some beautiful, clean and outstanding women for him.

I heard that Zhou Nanman, Song Heng's favorite mistress before he was imprisoned, as well as his daughter Song Zhiqiu, her deceased cousin and Song Heng's daughter Song Yingxia have flown back to Shanghai from Bangkok and are currently living in a river view room in Platinum Bay Mansion, Mr. Jing's luxurious residence in the center of North Bund.

We can just copy what they have done.”

There is no doubt that it is impossible to find out the properties of the rich through the real estate system. They will circumvent it through various legal means such as companies, overseas trusts, tax havens, etc. The company that openly holds the property often cannot find the actual owner.

But these locals in Shanghai have a way. They just need to ask the old residents who have lived in the community for many years. Or bribe the security guards of the property. This can be done.

The fact that Mr. Jing came to live in Platinum Bay Mansion a few years ago could not be hidden from the people in Magic City. Everyone actually knew about Mr. Jing's several places in Magic City.

Feng Xinjian seemed to be thinking about something, and then he said, "Then each of our four families will contribute a little, and we must satisfy Mr. Jing and accept the gift." He couldn't help but swear, "Fuck! What a crap thing!"

Even though Mr. Jing was a little unhappy and hung up the phone, did they dare to neglect him?
I'm afraid that those who are lazy have already gone in and started operating the sewing machines!

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Zhou Mingyang put the noodles away, straightened his trousers, and lovingly stroked the delicate and beautiful face of the beautiful woman who was kneeling in front of him with her white short-sleeved T-shirt pulled up. He no longer lingered on the pair of plump, upright and smooth breasts, and went to the "banquet hall" where Liu Shaojun was with his trusted driver and bodyguard Zou Xiujie.

The Navigator Entrepreneur Club is located in a high-end office building on the Bund. It has five floors and twelve banquet halls. The order is roughly related to the twenty-eight constellations. After all, it is called the Navigator Entrepreneur Club!

The banquet hall where Liu Shaojun was located was called "Pleiades Hall". On the screen wall at the entrance was a cultural pattern related to chickens. This chicken is not that chicken. Friends who have read Journey to the West should know that there was a Pleiades star official who appeared and captured the Scorpion Demon.

As the saying goes: The neck is embroidered with a crown of flowers and looks like a tassel, the claws are hard and the spurs are long, and the eyes are angry. The vigorous and majestic power is complete in the five virtues, and the majestic and magnificent momentum is envied by the three stars.

There is a song in vernacular Chinese: The rooster is so beautiful, with a bright red coat, a shiny neck and golden feet, I am the prettiest one.

Therefore, the neoclassical style of the entire "Pleiades Hall" is mainly decorated in red and gold colors, with clusters of flowers, festive and luxurious. "Mr. Zhou..." Liu Shaojun, 55 years old this year, with a straight nose and square face, bloated body, with a gloomy face, shook hands with Zhou Mingyang in the banquet hall, and the host and guest sat down and gave Zhou Mingyang cigarettes.

He was called to the Leading Entrepreneur Club by Zhou Mingyang late at night. He felt a little unhappy, but he had to come given the current situation.

In fact, he usually doesn't go to bed before 2 or 3 in the morning. Jingming Group's main business is guarantee, and it is also part of the financial system. There are endless drinking parties every day. After drinking, he goes to sing, keep in touch, and play the wheel rolling game with young girls, which basically lasts until the early morning. Then he goes to the bath with his good friends, gets a massage, and takes a nap. It's always 2 or 3 in the morning when he gets back.

By that time, his 30-year-old second-married wife and his baby daughter from his ex-wife had already fallen asleep. He usually slept in the guest room of the villa so as not to wake them up.

He was not upset because Zhou Mingyang disrupted his "plans" for tonight, but he expected that something unhappy would happen later.

He had been spreading rumors about Ren He's widow Zhang Ting and Jing Gao, and these things were no secret in some circles. Now Jing Gao had been in Magic City for a few hours, and everyone in Sheng Beach knew that he was coming to mess with Zhou Mingyang.

But what if he was taken down in the process? Who can say for sure about such things?

It's not a big deal to say that he has a lot of ideas about Zhang Ting, a beautiful mature woman, and he has been licking her after failing to succeed. Now it depends on how Jing Gao sees him. He is the "bridge" between Zhou Mingyang and Yu Dashao, and he is also an insider in the system, so he should be fine! The guy surnamed Jing can't be so crazy that he dares to touch him.

Alas, I still can’t control my mouth.

Just when Liu Shaojun was feeling a little regretful, Zhou Mingyang didn't even drink his tea and hurriedly said, "Boss Liu, I have a piece of land in Baoshan to be developed. I have already made a project plan. I hope you can help me guarantee it so that I can apply for financing from Pudong Development Bank."

Liu Shaojun suppressed his unhappiness and said, "Let me see the project book."

Zhou Mingyang took a thick stack of printed project books from his trusted driver Zou Xiujie and handed them to Liu Shaojun, waiting patiently for him to finish reading them.

Although Liu Shaojun is a bit of a chatterbox, has the desire but not the courage, and has a very lewd and greasy image, his business ability is actually beyond reproach. He spent half an hour quickly looking through the key parts of the project plan, shook his head and refused:

Mr. Zhou, I can’t do this guarantee. Your financing project is treating public investors as fools. Once the thunder comes out, all of us will be finished. "

To put it simply, Zhou Mingyang's project is to package a piece of land, have his Jingming Group guarantee the project, and then sell financial products through Pudong Development Bank, attracting ordinary investors to buy by offering returns that are higher than bank deposit and loan rates.

Given the current downward trend in the real estate market, the real estate project on this piece of land will definitely not be able to achieve a 7.2% return on investment. If there is no money to repay by then, it will be a bankruptcy. More importantly, doing so is against the rules.

Zhou Mingyang sneered, lit a cigarette, and said in a deep voice: "Boss Liu, don't tell me whether it is illegal or not. There are so many financial products issued in Shanghai every month. What's the difference between this one and mine? Compared with those scumbags, I at least promised to deal with them and use the assets of Mingyuan Group as collateral. How did those scumbags do it? A limited liability company with a registration cost of 10 yuan is fooling around there."

Liu Shaojun rubbed his face and said tiredly: "Mr. Zhou, I admit that what you said is right, but this is still against the rules."

Zhou Mingyang was anxious at the moment, not as elegant as usual, and said a little out of line, "Can you lend me 600 to 700 million?"

Liu Shaojun shook his head and refused again: "Mr. Zhou, Jingming Group is a subsidiary controlled by a central enterprise. We are subject to audit. How could we mobilize 600 million or 700 million yuan to lend to you for no reason?"

Seeing Zhou Mingyang's face getting worse, Liu Shaojun touched his fat belly and said slowly: "I can help coordinate a bridge loan of 20 to 30 million for half a month!" After all, he didn't want to offend this person to death. What if Zhou Mingyang passed this test? This thief Sun was able to make Mingyuan Group so big, so his ability was not a problem.

Zhou Mingyang smiled and said, "What's the use of your 7- million bridge loan? You don't really think I can't afford the million US dollars shipping insurance?
Mr. Liu, let's be frank. If I am killed by Jing Gao and Mingyuan Group is divided up, who else can you expect to help you? If any female employee reports you, you will step down.

Let's see how Jing Gao will deal with you then."

Liu Shaojun opened his mouth but said nothing in the end.

Zhou Mingyang continued to add, "Your wife and daughter are both pretty, right? You know the hobbies of Mr. Jing, right? If you lose your position and power, sooner or later your wife and daughter will be raped by Mr. Jing Gao in the same bed. Maybe he will even let you be the audience.

So, think carefully about whether you want to help me with this small favor or not. "

When Liu Shaojun thought of his 30-year-old wife and his precious daughter who was about to graduate from high school being pressed on the bed by Jing Gao, he immediately shuddered as soon as the picture came to his mind. If this was the case, what was the meaning of his struggle in life? Which man could endure such humiliation?

Liu Shaojun took a sip of tea and sighed, "Mr. Zhou, this is against the rules!" Although he said this, the resistance and rejection in his tone had obviously faded.

Zhou Mingyang was very flexible and said, "Boss Liu, it is against the rules, but I believe you will find a way to protect yourself and carry out the work. I can tell you clearly that I will definitely repay this financial product and will not let the friends who helped me get into trouble. At most, I will just take a small loss."

Liu Shaojun thought about it and said, "Okay. Give me the project plan and I'll have someone go through the process when they go to work tomorrow."

Zhou Mingyang was overjoyed. As expected, Jing Gao's bad reputation in that area could be used to make a fuss. "After the matter is completed, I will give Mr. Liu 200 million."

Liu Shaojun felt relieved immediately. He waved his hand and pretended to decline, "Boss Zhou, I'm not helping you for this."

Zhou Mingyang was about to speak when his cell phone rang. It was his favorite woman and secretary Shen You calling. Her voice was urgent and panicked: "Boss, please check the hot searches on Weibo."

(End of this chapter)