There was a loud voice on the phone. Locke sighed, "don't worry. What's the situation now?"
"So surrounded that even a fly can't fly in."
"I think Xuanyao will be able to solve this crisis, and I will try to persuade Sir again. During this time, I will pick up the children, and you should be careful yourself. Call me in time if there is any situation."
"Hey! Hey! Is this what you men should say? Lin Ruicheng can't be so heartless! Xuanyao is his beloved woman. Does he really have the heart to watch Xuanyao driven crazy by them? Hey... Talk!"
"Tuoer, I haven't forgotten you for a moment in the past three years..."
The blushing, thick - necked fontall's heart jerked when she heard the low voice on the phone Twitch, flutter, flutter and jump wildly. When she calmed down, the phone had been hung up, and her face was hot and humid.
Back to the office, Jin Xuanyao is calling the people in the bank. Looking at Xuanyao's face, we know that the bank loan is out at this time.
Jin Xuanyao closed the phone, rubbed the center of her eyebrows, leaned back in her chair, and looked tired. "Sister Tuoer, I plan to mortgage the house in Qingyuan community to the bank and return part of the loan to those retail investors."
"You decide. It doesn't matter to me."
"Just two children..."
"Phyllis and Rachel will go to their father's place these days. Don't worry." Fangtuoer closed the glass door of his office, "Xuanyao, do you want to have a rest? You still have injuries. I asked the doctor when you just got out of the hospital. The loss of your heart and lungs is comparable to a serious traffic accident. What happened last night?"
Jin Xuanyao sighed and shook her head. "I don't know what's going on. My head is in a mess now."
Fangtuoer took a blanket from the bottom of the bookcase and covered it on Jin Xuanyao. "Well, don't think about it if you don't know. Go to sleep first."
Jin Xuanyao leaned her head against the pillow that fangtuor stuffed for her and pulled the blanket. "How can I sleep? A few days ago, I vowed to those who wanted to withdraw their capital that I would make them much money. In the twinkling of an eye, there was nothing."
"The stock market is unpredictable. Since they come to invest, they should think of today's situation."
"Oh, cough ~ ~." A burst of pain and itching in the heart, Jin Xuanyao coughed, "this time, I suspect someone deliberately dug a pit for me to jump, and it has been premeditated for a long time."
"What? Who is so cheap! Is it Du Qiwen?"
Jin Xuanyao shook his head. "It won't be so simple and clear. I just can't think of who this person is. He is so familiar with my operation. He even paid attention to my trend a year ago and introduced me into Vera fund."
"What now? We don't even know who the enemy is."
"Now we have to pay back the money of those small retail investors first, step by step."
"But Xuanyao, the real trouble is not the small families, but the big crocodiles. Their means are cruel. Do you want to go to President Lin or sell Martha..."
"Stop - cough." Jin Xuanyao pulled the blanket again. Now she is more and more afraid of the cold. "I won't do these two things."
"Xiao Zhuo..."
"He can't protect himself now."
"Well... What are you going to do! Dead girl!" Fontor was anxious and helpless, and his facial features twisted together.
For two days, Jin Xuanyao has been collecting funds in the company. Everything that can be mortgaged has been mortgaged, and nothing that can be sold has been left. Now she has only Maserati's car keys in her hand.
Under the building are still those investors who don't sleep and just wait for Jin Xuanyao to come out and swallow her alive. The phone in the office has never been disconnected. Some people say they want her brain, others want to break her up, and others say they throw a snake in the window without paying back the money
For three days, day and night, all the collected funds just let several people with relatively small investment get back the principal. Sister Tuoer is right. The real trouble is not those small households, but cannibals.
The office hall was sad, and the employees packed their own things. Jin Xuanyao walked into the crowd and put a stack of envelopes on the table.
Maybe I haven't slept for days and have internal injuries. The whole person looks haggard and white The fair skin also became waxy yellow, the watery eyes were all dark, and the thin cheeks and cheekbones protruded.
"First of all, I want to apologize to you. For my reasons, my employees have been living a hell like life these days. However, now you are free, and you can get rid of my useless boss."
"Sister Jin..." a female employee covered her mouth and wept gently.
"Don't cry, I will pay you the last month's salary, but I really can't cash some benefits."
"Sister Jin, we don't want wages. You are so kind to us at ordinary times. How can we ask for wages at this time."
Jin Xuanyao's mouth curled up and showed a faint sad smile. "Salary is still important, and you also want to live. I just hope that after you leave this door, don't hate me and let you be questioned and despised in the past few days."
"Take it, the boss gave it to you." A G sent all the envelopes to everyone next to each other.
"Sister Jin, will we come back?" An employee whispered.
A wave of pain surged into her heart. Jin Xuanyao didn't turn her head and her eyes were wet Run, this is her first company. She finished it in just one year.
"Yes, yes. In the future, sister Jin will open another company. You will all come back at that time." Ah g said, and his voice didn't sound very good.
"Brother g..."
"Well, well, don't cry. Take the money and hurry home. Alas..."
Mo Ziqi looked at Jin Xuanyao with a decadent face and stretched out his hand to pull her curly hair behind her ears. Unexpectedly, before her hand touched her hair, she thought she was a frightened bird, looking at him with a pair of dark eyes.
Mo Ziqi's hand fell on her shoulder, "go in and have a rest."
Jin Xuanyao looked at the hall. Almost all the employees had taken the envelope and were ready to leave. She nodded and walked to the office. Mo Ziqi followed closely. After a G sent a letter to the last employee in the hall, she also went to the office.
"Take it." A G handed the envelope to Mo Ziqi.
Mo Ziqi was puzzled. He looked at the envelope and looked at the silent Jin Xuanyao, "is this for me?"
"Of course it's for you. Take the envelope, pack up and go." Ah g never gave Mo Ziqi a good face, especially when he knew that Lin Ruicheng thought he and Xuanyao were opening a room in the hotel. Ah g wanted to stare two holes in his back with his two eyes at any time.
"Xuanyao."
Mo Ziqi turned his eyes to Jin Xuanyao. Jin Xuanyao raised his dark eyes, "I'm sorry."
"No... then why didn't he?" Mo Ziqi asked, pointing to ah G.
"Can you compare with me? What's the relationship between me and the boss? What are you?" Ah g raised his jaw and said contemptuously.
Jin Xuanyao pulled a G's clothes and motioned him to stop talking.
Mo Ziqi suddenly smiled bitterly, and the loneliness in his eyes surged out, "I know I'm not qualified to stay with you. I'm not even as good as being a dog, but what's Lin Ruicheng? He's seen you for so many days? He said a warm word to you? Maybe he's holding another woman now..."
"Pa -" a loud slap sounded in the office.
Jin Xuanyao looked at Mo Ziqi angrily. If it weren't for him, could she and Lin Ruicheng be like this?
Mo Ziqi covered his face, and the expression on his face was miserable.
"You deserve it." Ah g disdained to cut Mo Ziqi. "President Lin is also a gossip like you. Boss, does your hand hurt?"
Jin Xuanyao covered her numb palm. Her hand didn't hurt, because her heart was so painful that she was numb. Although he didn't want to admit it, Mo Ziqi was not wrong at all. Just because he misunderstood that there was something between her and Mo Ziqi that night, did he eliminate himself from his world.
They had experienced so much together that they didn't even have such a little trust at the end.
That night in the hospital, they talked so much, and now it's all nonsense?
If he doesn't move, she will never bow her head.
She wanted to see if he and those people could force her to death.
......
Lin Ruicheng sat in the office, sneezing twice. He smoked a paper towel and rubbed his nose, staring coldly at a long row of soup pots on the table.
"Locke, how is she now?" This is the first time Lin Ruicheng has asked Jin Xuanyao about her situation in recent days. It's really going to suffocate him. Not only worried about her injury, but also angry. She never contacted him. Explain her relationship with Mo Ziqi. Does she really want to be with that Mo Ziqi??
"It has been declared bankrupt."
Lin Ruicheng's sword eyebrow raised. "Is she really bankrupt? What about Maserati? Where did she sell it? Take it back for me."
"This..." Locke lowered his eyes.
"Where did it go?" Lin Ruicheng roared angrily.
"She didn't sell it. She only mortgaged the real estate and sold some luxury goods, and returned a small part of the principal of retail investors."
"She... Crazy." Stubborn, see when you are stubborn. "Never mind her, never mind her. I want to see how long she can hold up so many debts. I want her to understand who is the only man she can rely on in the world. What is that Mo Ziqi? Can he help her out at this time?"
Locke just wanted to ask: Sir, when are you going to last?
"Sir, I have something to say about Mo Ziqi."
"Say."
"Mo Ziqi is not only a classmate of Xuanyao University, but also the son of Mo Tianyun of Feikang department store."
Lin Ruicheng's eyes narrowed. "Do you say these have anything to do with me? Whose son he is is is none of my business. I haven't killed his father."
Locke touched the corner of his mouth and continued to say, "Sir, not long after Mo Tianyun went through the formalities for Mo Ziqi to study abroad three years ago, Feikang department store closed down due to poor management. However, Mo Tianyun wanted to make a comeback, took his wife to the Macao casino and owed a million gambling debts in a month. But the gambling debts were paid off soon. Mo Tianyun stopped for a while and continued to travel around the casinos in the world. In recent years, he He owed another five million gambling debts before and after... "
"What do you want to say?" Lin Ruicheng looked up slightly. Locke seemed to hear something.
"Normally, a gambler can't owe so much money at a time unless someone gives him a guarantee, and the guarantor can pinch Mo's Adam's apple and instruct them to do anything."