During the period of waiting for Zhou Zhuoyu to borrow money to help, Han Wenchang was not idle.He called several partners who used to work together and several golf friends who often play golf together, hoping to borrow some cash from them and fill it into Yibao's liquidity chain for future use. A rainy day.

It is said that the most direct way to test the deep friendship of a friend is to borrow money from him, but when it comes to Han Wenchang, the method of borrowing money from a friend is more like a test of his character.If a few of them are unwilling to lend a helping hand, it means that Han Wenchang does not hold enough weight in their hearts, but all the friends he called are unwilling to borrow money to help, then it can only prove that his character is worthy of consideration ?

The media insisted on the fact that "Yantinghuachi" used fake and shoddy paint, and Yibao's stock price fell to the limit within half an hour of opening every day. They are all in this circle, and it is impossible for them not to know the severe situation he is currently facing.All chose to turn a blind eye to his crisis. At this moment, Han Wenchang's mood was unprecedentedly low.

Although he had already made mental preparations before making these calls, he knew that in the past, he was harsh on friends in terms of money, and that he would fight for every inch of his partners in business dealings, but facing this result, his heart Still a little frustrated.

Time passed quickly between these phone calls and Han Wenchang's frustration, and before he knew it, the sky outside had already darkened.Han Wenchang asked the driver to drive him home. He wanted to go home and wait for his last straw——Zhou Zhuoyu.

The hour hand of the clock on the wall had already pointed to 8 o'clock, but Zhou Zhuoyu and Han Teng were still missing.Han Wenchang called Han Teng, but Han Teng didn't answer.He had no choice but to call Zhou Zhuoyu directly, the phone rang twice, and then hung up automatically.Is this blacklisting him?

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the two of them called more than a dozen times, but they still couldn't get through.Han Wenchang had a bad premonition. He frantically swiped the address book on his phone, found a stockbroker he was familiar with, and called him for consultation: "I want to do stock allocation to increase the holdings of Yibao stocks. Leverage If so, how much can you do for me?"

"That depends on how much money you want to borrow?" The other party knew that Han Wenchang would call him and was willing to be a leverage for capital allocation, which meant that he was at the end of his rope.He gave Han Wenchang the answer bluntly, "I know the amount you want to allocate will not be small, it must be hundreds of millions. Since we are old friends, I can give you 1:4."

Han Wenchang immediately asked, "What about the closing price?"

"20 yuan!"

When Han Wenchang heard the number reported by the other party, he almost dropped his phone angrily.Yibao's stock price has fallen below 30 yuan today, and the closing price is set at 20 yuan. Isn't this waiting every minute to pick up his mistakes and sincerely waiting for him to carry it?

But Han Teng and Zhou Zhuoyu haven't believed it yet, and now he still doesn't know what to do next to get a turnaround, and he may ask him again if he doesn't make sure.Han Wenchang controlled his emotions, calmly said "goodbye" to the person opposite, and hung up the phone.

When the clock struck midnight, he knew that Zhou Zhuoyu would not come.Han Wenchang sat in the living room, thinking about it all night.He thought about it carefully from the beginning to the end. The crisis that Yibao encountered recently was linked together.In particular, the mysterious forces that appeared later to attack the company's stocks obviously came prepared at the right time.As for his employees, they haven't found out about this behind-the-scenes force until now.But who would spend such a precise calculation and wholeheartedly want to kill him?

He asked himself whether he would be greedy for profit in the process of doing business with people in the mall.But that was just a contest of interests, and it was very normal in the business world. He felt that he had not formed any deep hatred with others. He needed people to use this kind of energy to deal with him, and deliberately set up such a meticulous chain.

Han Wenchang sat in the living room and thought about it all night, but he couldn't figure it out.As the sun rose the next morning, Han Wenchang was at the dining table, devouring the breakfast prepared by his servant.

After breakfast, just as he was about to put on his coat, he got up and walked out the gate when he bumped into his youngest son Han Teng who was coming towards him.

Han Wenchang held back the anger all night, and finally broke out at this moment, "Where did you go last night? Promise me to bring Zhou Zhuoyu back for dinner, who? It's fine if you can't come back because of a delay. What's the matter if you don't answer the phone?" ?You mean it, don't you?"

Han Teng looked at Han Wenchang's face that turned from embarrassment into anger. After all these years, he still hasn't changed at all, and he is completely treated as a punching bag.Fortunately, he can finally be freed, and he no longer has to face his face with humiliation.

Han Teng didn't answer for a long time, but Han Wenchang didn't want to ask any more questions, his attention was all caught by Han Teng's eyes watching him.This was the first time he saw Han Teng look up at him like this.There was a sharp look in his eyes, looking at him firmly as if he was going to lock him up, Han Wenchang couldn't help but start to feel a little nervous, did he always look at himself with such eyes?

When the two looked at each other and confronted each other, a phone rang in the solemn air.Han Wenchang looked down and saw that it was his manager calling.Han Wenchang picked up the phone, and the manager told him on the other end of the phone: "Chairman, my friend who works in a securities firm just called me back, and he has found out who is behind our stock price."

Han Wenchang asked impatiently, "Who is it?"

"This..." The manager hesitated on the other end of the phone.

Han Wenchang ordered violently into the microphone: "Speak quickly!"

In the end, the manager finally opened his mouth and told him, "It's an overseas company. My friend found out the person in charge of that company. It seems to be... the second young master of Han."

Han Wenchang hung up the phone, and looked at Han Teng with eyes that were about to kill someone.At this moment, Han Teng is in the mood to answer the question he just asked.He casually said to Han Wenchang: "Xiaoyu's nephew is missing, he seems to have been kidnapped. The whole family is busy looking for his nephew now, so they won't have time to worry about your financial crisis."

"Kidnapping?" Han Wenchang looked at Han Teng with raised eyebrows, and asked questioningly, "Isn't the timing too coincidental?"

"Unfortunately." Han Teng looked at Han Wenchang lightly, and confessed to him without any scruples, "I have carefully planned for so many years just to see the day when you will be brought down by me with my own hands. A little bit of a factor that shakes me to the point of defeating you. Xiaoyu is affectionate and easy to soften his heart. I am afraid that as soon as you mention me and cry poorly with him, he will soften his heart and agree to lend you money."

Han Wenchang suddenly understood, "So, I kept calling him and couldn't get through. It's your fault, right? You also sent someone to do what happened to his nephew."

Han Teng admitted without any concealment: "I don't want to let him know in advance of the dangerous thing I'm planning, so I have to take some measures to distract him temporarily."

Han Wenchang sneered, "You really can do anything! Aren't you afraid that if he finds out, your Zhou family's son-in-law's status will be lost?"

"That's our business, you don't need to worry about it." Han Teng said coldly, and then hit back at Han Wenchang, "I came to tell you that the interest you borrowed from the two banks was overdue, and they have confiscated you now." This villa is mortgaged. The bank sent documents to me this morning, and you are limited to move out within three days. I came here specially to send you the confiscation documents. "

"Why is this happening? In the reminder letter sent by the bank yesterday, it clearly stated that there will be a three-day grace period." Han Wenchang's head was in a mess, and this blow was really too much for him to bear.

"That's when you cooperated with Zhou Zhuoyu, they relaxed the deadline for pursuing your interest." Han Teng's voice sounded coldly from the opposite side.He took out a folder from his briefcase and threw it at Han Wenchang, deciding to make him understand.

Han Wenchang opened the file and saw that it was a breach of contract signed by Yuteng and him, and Zhou Zhuoyu had already stamped it unilaterally.Han Wenchang knew that he must have delivered this item to the two banks.

He threw the document back on Han Teng angrily, the veins on his forehead showing.He pointed at Han Teng's nose, gritted his teeth and scolded: "You white-eyed wolf, I have raised you for more than twenty years, and you just repay me like this! You are cruel, but don't get complacent too early, I, Han Wenchang When you were in the shopping mall, you didn't exist. It's not so easy for you to bring me down!"

Han Teng sneered, raised the corner of his mouth, looked at Han Wenchang and said, "If I were you, I wouldn't have the time to speak harshly here. If you have time to scold me, why not think about how to keep the Yibao! But, whatever you want Struggling, I'm afraid that Yibao will change hands. Next, you only have the way of capital allocation leverage, but with your current situation, I guess the highest liquidation price you can get will not be lower than 20 The stock price of Yibao will fall to 25 yuan as soon as the market opens today. I believe it is only a matter of time before it falls below 20. I will not let it have a chance to rise.”

On the other side, in a certain warehouse in the suburbs next door, Zhou Zhuoyu came to the kidnappers alone with 200 million cash.The kidnappers counted the cash, but still refused to let Xiao Jingfan go, instead tied Zhou Zhuoyu together.

This bondage lasted for three days, but the longer it was, the more strange Zhou Zhuoyu felt.He saw that the kidnappers would take pictures of him from time to time and send them to someone.As for him and Xiao Jingfan, he was not violent from the beginning to the end, and it could even be said to be treated kindly.Some women brought them special food, not junk food like instant noodles or canned food.Sometimes Xiao Jingfan would cry and look for his mother, and the woman who came to deliver the meal would bring toys to play with him.

If it is an ordinary kidnapper, get the money and let them go, or kill them to silence them.They are too unprofessional, too gentle.And speaking of it, if Xiao Jingfan was really targeted for kidnapping, it must have been carefully investigated, and it is impossible not to know Jing Fan's identity.If Xiao Jingfan's identity was known, would it be too polite for these kidnappers to demand a ransom of 200 million from the Zhou family?

The more Zhou Zhuoyu thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, but he really couldn't think of it. If the kidnapper's purpose was not for money, then what would it be for?

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