v3 Chapter 1041： Critical hit

"Michael, you said, apart from HSBC, where can I get funds at this time?"

Shen Bi resolutely refused again and again, leaving Norman Shiya in despair. He was full of unwillingness and said angrily.

As for Shen Bi's threat of selling his mortgaged assets at a low price, he didn't dare to object to it, and he was unwilling to entangle it.

The most important thing now is to stabilize the stock price of related companies. As long as the stock price does not fall to the warning line in the pledge loan contract, the scene described in Shen Bi's words will not happen.

He now has only one thought left in his mind, and that is-make money! Make money! Make money! ! !

Looking at Norman Shi Yahuai's red eyes, the former calmness and wisdom were completely gone, and he looked like a lunatic, and Shen Bi was slightly calm.

He took a deep breath, and when Norman Shiyahuai's eyes were shining with hope, he slowly shook his head and gave him another crit: "Norman, let me say one last sentence, I can't give you extra money to support you. , I have been calculated by Jiuding Bank and Standard Chartered Bank. I am ready to ask my parent company for help to survive this disaster. HSBC Bank is very difficult even to protect itself and is no longer able to help you!"

"It's less than an hour before the stock market opens in the afternoon, so hurry up and find another way."

Norman Shi Yahuai looked at Shen Bi with a look of astonishment, but found that the latter did not seem to be a joke at all, and his mind was in confusion.

HSBC was actually calculated by Standard Chartered Bank and Jiuding Bank?

These things happened?

Even HSBC, the richest bank in Hong Kong, is short of funds?

What Norman Shiyahuaiduo hopes to hear is fake, but the bitter smile and regretful expression on Shen Bi's face are not fake at all.

His mouth squirmed, and for a long time he showed a smile more ugly than crying.

"Hey……"

Norman Shi Yahuai didn't say much, he sighed heavily, then turned and walked towards the door, this figure is so lonely and lonely.

Shen Bi stood still, like a piece of wood, watching Norman Shi Yahuai's heavy steps, Xiao Suo's back gradually disappeared into the corner.

"Hey……"

After a long time, another sigh sounded in the empty office.

After a moment of depression, Shen Bi worked hard again and walked out of the office quickly. He had to find a way to raise funds. With just over 600 million Hong Kong dollars in working capital, he was not confident enough to cope with this sudden stock market crash...

...

Norman Shiyahuai, a big British consortium, is on the verge of collapse, and another big Chinese who is at the center of the rumors is also reluctant.

Carrian Group headquarters.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor, Chen Qingsong looked at the crowd gathered downstairs. What lingered in his ear was the noisy phone ringing on the desk.

The phone hasn’t stopped since the morning, and after a few answers, he never picked it up again. He doesn’t know who made the call, but he knows the purpose of the caller. Since it is resolved No, why bother to pick it up?

Just let it ring...

"Tuk tuk!"

At this time, there was a rush of knocks on the door, beating in Chen Qingsong's heart like a urging drum.

He turned his head to look at the office door with some stubbornness, and said tiredly, "Come in."

I don’t know if the person knocking outside heard clearly. After Chen Qingsong finished speaking, a few seconds later, the person knocking outside unscrewed the door, pushed the door carefully and looked into the room, which happened to be dim with Chen Qingsong. The eyes met.

The person who knocked on the door was Chen Qingsong's secretary, Chen Feng, and his nephew, a 27-year-old young man.

Seeing Chen Qingsong inside, Chen Feng walked over quickly.

Without waiting for Chen Feng to report, Chen Qingsong's hoarse voice sounded: "How many banks have come?"

Chen Feng said immediately: "Uncle, people from fifteen banks have come here, including the executives of HSBC, the vice president of Hang Seng Bank, and the vice president of Bank of East Asia. The other banks are all directly here. Arguing to see you, we all said you were not in the company, but they didn't believe it at all."

"Just now Zhong Zhengwen wanted to come to you, but now he is also entangled by them."

The Zhong Zhengwen mentioned in Chen Feng's words is the head of the Xiangjiang Zhong family and the Bole of Chen Qingsong. He is now the vice chairman of Carrian Group.

Chen Qingsong nodded numbly and said he knew.

Seeing the uncle who was still full of spirits and red face the other day, his face became haggard and lacking energy in just one morning. Chen Feng was worried. Thinking of what he wanted to report, his mouth squirmed and he didn't know how to report. He was afraid of his uncle. Can't bear this blow.

Chen Qingsong glanced at Chen Feng and asked in a hoarse voice: "Let's talk, what else is there?"

Chen Feng was silent for a long time, thinking that time was passing by, he plucked up the courage and said, "Uncle, the police are here."

As soon as he heard the police, Chen Qingsong's godless eyes regained their brilliance. He took a deep breath, forcibly concentrated, and paced back and forth in the office.

After a while, he stopped and suddenly said to Chen Feng: "Did you not say that I was not here?"

Chen Feng said with a bitter expression: "Uncle, I have already said it, but the police do not know where to determine that you are at the company. They forcibly ordered me to come up and find you to cooperate with the investigation. If you haven't come down in ten minutes, they will come up by themselves. ."

Chen Qingsong was silent.

The police even issued an ultimatum, so they must know that he is here.

But he couldn't figure out why the police are so confident and dare to come directly to the door?

Thinking of the "rumors" that suddenly came out in the morning, even the sources of funds of the Carning Group and Yumin Finance were directly exposed, and Chen Qingsong felt that an invisible giant hand was manipulating behind him.

Since the messenger behind the scenes knew such a secret thing, if he directly handed the evidence to the police, then...

Thinking of this, Chen Qingsong felt his scalp numb, his breathing was not smooth, and the despair in his heart became more intense.

Everything happened so suddenly, there was no time for him to respond.

Seeing that Chen Qingsong hadn't spoken for a long time, Chen Feng kept looking at his watch, when there was one minute left.

He hurriedly reminded: "Uncle, there are still two minutes before the time limit given by the police."

Chen Qingsong suddenly made a decision. He ignored Chen Feng and quickly walked to his desk, opened the hidden compartment in Chen Feng’s shocked eyes, revealing the safe inside, and then quickly unlocked it and took out two bank cards and a few. The forged ID card and two wads of U.S. dollars walked up to the shocked Chen Feng and handed it to him, hurriedly exhorting: "A Feng, these are two anonymous bank cards. This one from Citibank is for you. The money inside. It’s enough for you to be a human. The code is six or four. Give this bank card from the Swiss Bank to your aunt. She knows the code."

"Tonight, immediately take your aunt and your nephew and niece on a boat to the island country, and then fly to Los Angeles, USA. I bought a house there. Your aunt knows where it is. They will ask you to take care of them first."

"You must be optimistic about your aunt, don't call, you must pay close attention to the news of Xiangjiang, in case...I'm fine, I will take the initiative to call, remember?"

Seeing this picture of his uncle explaining his funeral, Chen Feng came from it in grief and said with a sad face, "Uncle..."

Chen Qingsong grabbed Chen Feng's shoulders with both hands, his eyes were like a knife, and he scolded: "A Feng, uncle I am sorry for many people in this life, but I have never been sorry for you. You must take good care of your aunt, nephew and niece, or I will die. Will forgive you!"

"Take care of them!"

Chen Feng nodded heavily and swears: "Uncle, I swear, as long as I'm still alive, I won't let my aunts and aunts get into trouble!"

Chen Qingsong didn't say much, patted Chen Feng on the shoulder, and then strode towards the door.

The police are already waiting downstairs. He has nowhere to escape. All he can do is to cooperate with the investigation.

I just hope... the police didn't have deadly evidence...

It's just a pity that the police have already received detailed evidence.

After Chen Qingsong went downstairs, he was taken away by the police in full view. The heads of many banks waiting downstairs were desperate.

The reporter waiting at the door kept taking pictures excitedly.

On the way to the police station, Chen Qingsong's brain was running at a high speed. He thought of many reasons to excuse him. After arriving at the police station, he also saw his lawyer, which made him feel a little bit calm.

However, when passing by a review room, and just when I saw Ibalahi, the assistant manager of Yumin Finance Company, Chen Qingsong's brain buzzed, and his heart quickly sank to the bottom.

It's over...

The news that Chen Qingsong was taken away by the police spread quickly, especially after it reached the exchange, even if it was closed, the crowded exchange "exploded" again, and panic lingered in everyone's heart.

In the suffering and panic of everyone, it was half past two in the afternoon.

The stock market, which had been closed for two hours, opened again...

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