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"You mean, East West Bank hopes to let your company take the initiative to terminate the contract in this way, so that they don't have to pay liquidated damages?"
Yang Cheng finished speaking by herself, but wanted to laugh a little. As the most influential representative company in the Chinese circle, East West Bank would not do such a limitless thing, right? Isn't it self-destroying reputation?
But Luo Yue's vows made Yang Cheng have to believe.
Just thinking about this, I shook my mind while driving and almost ran a red light.
. . . . . .
The next morning, Liu Yiming estimated the time to call Luo Yue and asked about the meeting time.
Considering that this was a private meeting, Yang Cheng didn't take the person to the company. Instead, he found a wine club at the door of his house and asked Luo Yue to call the person over.
"Mr. Liu, I am Luo Yue's fiancé Yang Cheng." As a landlord, facing Luo Yue's leadership, face is still to be given.
Liu Yiming saw Yang Cheng waiting at the entrance of the club early. The greasy middle-aged man was flattered. He nodded and bowed ten meters away after getting out of the car. "Young Master Yang is young and talented. With Luo Yue, he is definitely a talented man and a perfect match. When the two of you hold a wedding banquet, I must ask for a wedding drink."
Yang Orange raised her eyebrows. It's been a long time since she heard someone call her Young Master, and she smiled politely, "President Liu is polite, and you will be welcome then."
After a few words of courtesy, the three of them went to the box with the waiter.
The club manager also followed in and greeted him personally, "Mr. Yang, what would you like to drink?"
Yang Cheng is also here for the first time, "Do you have a recommendation?"
The manager is a very elegant white man. A well-tailored suit brings out the noble temperament. He fits perfectly with the style of the club. Hearing Yang Cheng's words, he can get the answer after just a little thought, "It's the morning, not wine tasting." Best time, so I recommend a sherry from Andalusia, Spain, which can be tasted with blue cheese, dark chocolate and ice cream."
"This is a great recommendation, just do as you say."
"Thank you, please wait~"
If it was Yang Cheng himself, he would definitely not choose this sweet sherry, but the lady usually likes it. Since Luo Yue is present, Yang Cheng must give priority to his fiancée's taste.
The manager quickly returned from the wine cellar. In front of Yang Cheng, he wiped clean the wine bottle that had been kept for many years and opened it himself. After waking up slightly, he handed it to Yang Cheng in the cup at one point.
Yang Cheng thanked him, **** shook the thin cup body slightly, the amber liquid swirled in the cup, smelled it, and then took a sip, "The rich aroma of caramel and coffee, carrying it The sweetness fills the taste buds. This is made from Pedro Jimenez grapes? The sweetness is a bit higher than ordinary sherry."
The manager looked on the face when he met his confidant, "Mr. Yang is very powerful. Few people know so much about Sherry."
Yang Cheng shrugged, "I just learned by the way when I was studying cocktails before, that's all, OK, this is it, yes, please send me a few cigars, any brand of Cuban cigars. "
"No problem, please wait a moment~"
This kind of sweetness must be neutralized by the pungency of the cigar. The manager also understands the needs of the guests. The cigars delivered are also brands with a heavy taste.
Everything was ready, and he retired together with the waiter. Yang Cheng asked while roasting his cigar, "Mr. Liu can talk about his intentions."
Luo Yue sticks to Yang Cheng very honestly, holding a bowl of ice cream and tasting red wine, waiting to hear gossip.
Liu Yiming is also a cigar lover, and he is very skilled in cutting and roasting cigars. "I'm here to ask Young Master Yang for help. I hope you can help my company."
Yang Cheng looked at Luo Yue unexpectedly, and never heard that her company was about to die.
Luo Yue behaved even more unexpectedly. She asked deliberately, but caring for Yang Cheng's face, she could not open her mouth. Obviously she didn't know what was going on.
Liu Yiming lit his cigar and took a sigh, and said with a sad face, "It's also to blame me for being greedy. I drew most of the company's cash and invested in a real estate project. As a result, the project was aborted and all the funds were put in. I thought I could get from East West Bank. Some of the funds were returned in the design proposal, but who would have thought that East West Bank would go back in a short period of time. There is no hope of repayment in a short time. A loan is about to expire next month. If it cannot be repaid as scheduled, the company can declare bankruptcy."
"So serious?" Yang Cheng thought.
Biting a cigar in her mouth, she sent a message to Susu asking her to investigate Liu Yiming's situation urgently.
Then, without looking at Liu Yiming, he asked in a deep voice, "How much money do you need?"
Liu Yiming couldn't help but get excited, "6 million, only 6 million companies can survive this crisis."
"What project did you invest in?" Yang Orange simply asked.
Liu Yiming painfully scratched the hair that had few hairs left on his head. "A venture capital fund said it was investing in Venezuelan crude oil futures with 80% returns in two years. As a result, it hasn't been two years, so he told I have lost my principal and the company has gone bankrupt."
Yang Cheng was taken aback, "What? Venezuela's crude oil futures?"
He hasn't forgotten that he was sheared in Davos early last year and paid $1 billion for protection.
The Fed brought the top wealthy people from all over the world to this unilateral massacre. At least one person’s $1 billion ‘predation’ fund is still raging in various fields in Venezuela. I heard that the income is good.
It’s just poor Venezuela. How beautiful the Pearl of the Caribbean was once, but now it can only survive by selling beauties. This is really not a joke. Koreans love beauty, right? But their plastic surgery economy is really not to mention Venezuela's beauty economy.
As the most prestigious country rich in beautiful women, Venezuela has a population of only more than 30 million, but it has produced at least 10 Miss World and Miss Universe.
As a result, a frenzy of beauty pageants has started in Venezuela, and almost every village has a "Queen of Beauty."
Local girls have participated in beauty pageants since they were in elementary and middle schools; various sports teams, clubs, and professional associations have their own beauty representatives, and even women’s prisons or nursing homes have beauty pageant winners wearing small crowns.
The most funny thing is that Venezuela not only loves women, but men also love beauty. The cosmetics they use on their faces are unmatched by people in other countries.
Even if Venezuelans are poor now, they are almost out of food, but you can smell all kinds of expensive perfumes when you get on a bus. Venezuelans can skip meals, but they have to dress themselves carefully. This has become A common saying among the people.
It is precisely because Venezuelans love beauty that they can become a country where beautiful women are born. Their light brown skin, European white beauties can only be exposed to the sun; and their body, they have both the soft curves of white beauties and the The smooth skin of the yellow race can be said to have all the advantages.
Every year at the beginning of September, the streets of Venezuela are always empty, private cars do not go to the streets, taxis are suspended, everyone sits in front of the TV, watching the annual "Miss Venezuela" beauty pageant broadcast, and any family, As long as someone becomes a "Miss Venezuela", they can enjoy a high reputation in the local area.
In order to be beautiful, many families will allow girls to receive physical training from the age of 4. These trainings are very rigorous and are almost trained in accordance with the selection criteria of beauty contests.
And Venezuelans will deliberately create mixed-race beauties, especially Indo-European mixed-race people directly account for 58%. The mixed-race is already beautiful and picturesque. After systematic training, success becomes an inevitable event, and it has become a Venezuelan addition. Apart from oil, the only "special product" that can be obtained.
Yes, Venezuelan beauties can be exported in batches. Many small model companies in the United States go back to Venezuela to gamble at the beginning of their business or when they are on the verge of bankruptcy. They pack and take a group of beauties back to the United States, as long as they find a Caribbean After Sea Pearl becomes a supermodel, the company survives, and the rest is either sold to the rich as lovers, or rushed back to his hometown without mercy.
In short, the birth of a beautiful woman in Venezuela is both a fortune and a misfortune.
Closer to home, Venezuela’s bankruptcy will be an indisputable fact, but what happened to the venture capital fund Liu Yiming said? Is it a non-governmental organization?
"Can you tell me about the fund?" Yang Cheng asked.
"I also learned about this Yikes Fund from Wall Street after someone introduced it. A year ago, I attended the fundraising dinner held by the Yikes Fund in Los Angeles. The dinner was normal, but after the banquet, I was taken by a friend. Participated in a private meeting held by the IX Fund. The participants were all people who are neither high nor low in wealth like me. The people from the IX Fund introduced this product to us.
They said they had gotten inside informationVenezuela is very profitable, and the various data listed are also very detailed, and it looks like the matter. Finally, they promised an 80% rate of return for a two-year period. Settlement, starting at US$2 million, I hesitated again and again, thinking it was a good opportunity, and the friend who introduced me also voted. As soon as my head heated up, I drew the company’s liquid funds into it.
result. . . "
Yang Cheng nodded. Although this fund has never heard of it, it doesn’t sound like a liar. Maybe I don’t know where I heard the wind, so I wanted to take the opportunity to gamble and win Las Vegas. , Lost back to Brooklyn to beg, but lost the bet.
"There is no money on your company's account?" Yang Orange asked.
"The last month's salary will be gone after the payment. I originally wanted to postpone the payment again, but I was afraid..."
Liu Yiming paused, looking a little embarrassed, but gritted his teeth and said, "I am afraid that my wife will find out, so I still sent it as usual."
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