How did I become a god

Chapter 1583 Dealing with Debt

Tian Zecheng is one of the suppliers of Mingyuan Group. On the morning of May 5, he and his friends blocked the passage for Mingyuan Group to go to and from get off work in the lobby on the first floor of Mingyuan Group.

  Now there are TV stations and self-media coming to interview them. Various cameras and mobile phone lenses are pointed at them.

"Old Tian, ​​do you think there is any hope?"

A friend who came with me asked with red eyes.

Tian Zecheng smiled bitterly and said, "Let's see the situation!" He was supplying construction materials to the real estate business of Mingyuan Group. Mingyuan Group's capital chain had problems and he still had 40 yuan of payment for goods to be settled.

With his many years of experience in the construction industry, he knew that there was no hope of paying off the debt in the short term. But even if there was no hope, it had to come! He was not a big boss, and 400,000 yuan was not a small amount.

Although so many suppliers and dealers were blocking the first floor of Mingyuan Group, Tian Zecheng was pessimistic about the current situation. Because no money means no money! If such a large group goes bankrupt, the first debt to be paid is the bank, not small debtors like them.

Ugh.

  Life is hard!

He is in his early fifties and has worked in the construction industry for many years. He has some savings, but he has also spent a lot on his children. If he loses these 400,000 yuan, he will have no chance to start over in life. Maybe he should consider finding a class to attend.

At this moment, there was a commotion at the elevator entrance. Someone shouted, "President Bo Xujie is coming down. Let's go get an explanation from him."

"Yes, ask him for an explanation!"

"Walk."

Tian Zecheng also followed the surging crowd and blocked the elevator entrance, shouting with everyone else: "Pay back the money. Pay back the money. Pay back the money!"

Bo Xujie was 57 years old, with gray hair and a tired face. He was guarded by several strong bodyguards, who were the security team assigned by the Rising Star Company. In such a dangerous situation, the security level of Mingyuan Group could not provide safety guarantee.

Eight security guards formed a circle, firmly blocking the human wall.

Bo Xujie didn't pretend to be cool. He took the microphone and said, "Hello..." After adjusting it twice and attracting everyone's attention, he said concisely, "Everyone is here to collect debts. Then come to the conference room one by one! I will settle with you in person."

The surging crowd suddenly froze.

After Bo Xujie finished speaking, he pointed to the three people in the front and said, "Come on, the three of you go first and follow me to take the elevator to the conference room on the third floor."

"it is good."

Bo Xujie took the three of them to the conference room on the third floor. Dugu Jing had not yet come to get the money, but this did not hinder his confidence. Dugu Jing had already told him that with the approval of General Guan (Guan Yujia), Phoenix Fund would provide 35 billion yuan of funds to Mingyuan Group in the form of a loan.

Under the leadership of Yin Jian, Phoenix Fund has its headquarters in Shanghai. It is currently communicating with closely related banks and preparing to withdraw cash in batches and send it to the Mingyuan Group headquarters building.

Of course, even though he was confident, he had to buy some time. So even though he called three people into the meeting room, they still had to fill out information one by one and go through the financial process step by step to get the money.

There were also more than a dozen financial personnel from Mingyuan Group who were urgently transferred to the conference room. Bo Xujie sat in the main seat and watched the "creditors" go through the process step by step, while the company's millions of reserve funds were being taken out to pay.

At this time, Secretary Xiao Liu whispered in Bo Xujie's ear: "Boss Bo, Boss Jing is on his way here."

Bo Xujie nodded calmly. The situation is turning around. Of course, it would be good for Mr. Jing to come and take charge. But there is something that needs to be dealt with.

Bo Xujie picked up his phone and sent a WeChat message to Peng Jinghua, asking her to come to the Mingyuan Group headquarters building as soon as possible.

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In the lobby on the first floor, Tian Zecheng sat in a corner, eating breakfast and drinking soy milk brought by Mingyuan Group staff, and chatting with his companions.

"How many people have gone in?" "Five people have already received their money."

"This is complete nonsense. Mingyuan Group is just playing an empty city trick. In the past hour, only five people have received their money. There are at least three or four hundred people in the lobby on this floor. How long will it take for them to receive their money?"

"We are all thousand-year-old foxes, why are we pretending to be in a strange world?"

Tian Zecheng nodded and sighed, "Well, it's good enough to get the money."

At this time, a nimble little fat man came over with a cup of soy milk and asked, "Uncle, how much money does Mingyuan Group owe you?"

"Four hundred thousand."

The little fat man grinned and showed his white teeth. "Do you think you can get it back? Looking at the situation today..."

Tian Zecheng suddenly became alert. He had been doing business for so many years, and he had seen everything in the underworld. He asked, "Are you also a creditor of Mingyuan Group?"

The little fat man said, "Ah, yes. No, I'm a self-media person." He received money from a big Internet company and wanted to come here to do a report. Seeing that the situation was gradually under control, he was a little anxious and came here to interview and find some materials.

Tian Zecheng waved his hand and refused, "Go away, I don't accept interviews from self-media. Young man, I warn you, don't get involved in our debt collection, otherwise many people will cause trouble for you."

In fact, we are all engaged in engineering and business, so how could we not have seen the methods of Mingyuan Group? But we still have a wish in our hearts, hoping that such "repayment" can continue. If the self-media follows suit and punctures the "reputation" of Mingyuan Group, then they really won't get the money.

"Uncle, I..."

Before the fat boy finished speaking, he saw several people staring at him, some of them with red eyes, and he was startled and quickly got up and ran away. Of course, he did not forget to take his cup of soy milk with him before leaving.

At this time, a "creditor" came down the elevator, and kept asking him about the situation in the meeting room on the third floor. He bowed and said nice things while hurriedly walking to the door. At this time, the female employee who sent him down called out delicately, "Next, Tian Zecheng!"

"I, I, I'm here." Tian Zecheng jumped up, squeezed through the crowd, walked quickly towards the elevator, and walked nervously towards the meeting room on the third floor.

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Jing Gao traveled in a motorcade these two days, and Zheng Wanyi, the extremely beautiful woman, sat in the car at the back. She didn't dare to sit in a car alone with Jing Gao, because she would definitely be raped. And her daughter Gu Xixi sat in the car at the back, and she would know the clues as soon as she got out of the car, and she couldn't afford to lose face with this person.

Jing Gao took Gu Xixi and Zhang Li into a black Mercedes-Benz nanny car. Although the car looked spacious, luxurious and comfortable after the modification, it was a bit unpleasant that the car only had two massage chair seats.

"Xiao Li, we have to change cars! There is not enough space." Jing Gao muttered and held Gu Xixi in his arms.

Zhang Li looked very happy and healthy. He said with a smile, "Brother Jing, your minibus is already being remodeled. Wait a minute! It will be ready for use after a while." Then he said with a smile, "Brother Jing, why did you want to mess with me and Sister Xixi so early in the morning?"

Brother Jing actually seldom does morning exercises.

Gu Xixi hugged Jing Gao's neck, smiled sweetly and kissed him, "Yes, Brother Jing."

Jing Gao laughed. He would never tell the reason to his two closest beauties: Aunt Zheng was happy and didn't care about him, but this reason was not something he could tell.

"Maybe I rested well. Seeing you two lying together like twin flowers in the morning made me feel interested again."

As they were talking, they arrived at the Mingyuan Group Building.

(End of this chapter)