Chapter 227 Do you care if I lose everything for you?
"Borrow money from Director Liang?" He Sang trembled with fear. "We can't find the supplier right now, so we need to gather the money first."
“He won’t lend it to me.”
"Can't Mr. Liang get together?"
"I can." Liang Jishen turned off the TV, his face darkening. "If he wants the incident to get out of hand and I get fired as the general manager of Zhonghai, will he help me get the money?"
He Sang was stunned. "Why?"
He was silent for a long time, "No reason."
Seeing that he was not in a position to speak, she did not ask, "Is Zhou Kun rich?"
"Mrs. Zhou lost tens of millions in her coastal business and didn't dare tell Mr. Zhou that Zhou Kun and his wife used all their money to support his mother."
"Just as spendthrift as Mrs. Liang." He Sang changed into his pajamas and climbed into bed muttering.
Liang Jishen suppressed his smile and looked at her lazily, "Let your mother-in-law know about this, and she will definitely torture you."
She felt guilty, "I let it slip..."
"Just say it's okay in front of me."
He Sang leaned forward with his butt sticking out. "Then Madam Liang and I—"
"Save you."
She was stunned, "What do you mean save me?"
Liang Jishen said honestly, "I'll fall into the water to save you at the same time."
He Sang chuckled, "Who asked you that?"
"I'll save you even if you fall into fire."
He was about to turn out the lights when Mrs. Qiu knocked on the door again. This time, she wasn't calling He Sang, but him. "Is Mr. Liang asleep? The police have found a major clue and need to see you."
Liang Jishen came out of the bedroom and went to the living room to shake hands with the leader of the team. "It's so late, is there any progress?"
"We've monitored a call from a number in Hebei Province into your company. It was from a public phone at a convenience store in Xicheng District. We're pretty sure it was a supplier trying to get information. They're being very vigilant and using a voice changer."
The team leader signaled his subordinates to play the recording of the call.
"Is Mr. Qiu here?"
The secretary replied, "Our company is temporarily not accepting any cooperation. There was a project failure, and Mr. Qiu is cooperating with the evidence collection."
"I have a big project coming up, and you're guaranteed to make nine figures. Mr. Qiu isn't here, but Mr. Liang is, right?"
The secretary paused for a second and said, "We don't have a CEO, Liang, only a CEO, Qiu."
The man realized that he had been exposed and quickly hung up the phone.
Liang Jishen is a behind-the-scenes shareholder. This information is not disclosed on the company's official website, nor is it deliberately concealed. When partners come to the company for negotiations, inspections, contracts, and requests for a list of executives, the company will introduce them truthfully. They will not know the details until the contract is signed.
Mr. Qiu signed four contracts in total, three of which ran smoothly, but the only one fell into a trap, and it was obviously this person.
"In Xicheng District?"
The Liang family's old house is located in Xicheng District.
Mr. Qiu was furious. "This group is too rampant. They actually gathered intelligence on the Liang family's territory! Is there any surveillance?"
The team leader shook his head. "The store's security cameras are broken. There's traffic surveillance within 900 meters, and 219 vehicles stopped there, 117 of which were taxis. We'll make copies of the supplier's photos and have the taxi drivers identify them. As for the private cars, it's difficult to investigate. If the person in the private car is a local accomplice of the supplier, they won't cooperate with identification."
Liang Jishen seemed to have guessed something, and said with a secretive look, "Thank you for your help."
"Three days, the final deadline," the team leader issued an ultimatum. "Once those two clients file a public prosecution, it will be a serious commercial fraud. Mr. Qiu, as the legal representative, will be the first defendant. As the second largest shareholder, you are also culpable. The company will cover the cost first, and we will mediate and withdraw the lawsuit. We will arrest the supplier as soon as possible, recover the fraudulent funds, and then go through the proper procedures to return them to you."
"I'm going back to Hebei Province tomorrow to sell the property under my name." Liang Jishen took out a cigarette box, took out a bite, and handed it to them, but they declined.
"You are not allowed to make large financial transactions during the investigation."
"Can I trade the house under my name?" They looked towards the second floor, and He Sang came down the stairs. "I have one."
Liang Jishen said coldly, "Go back to your room."
He Sang didn't move.
The leader asked, "Is it independently held?"
"yes."
The other party laughed, "Logically, there should be no problem for Ms. He to sell the house. She hasn't registered it with Mr. Liang, right?"
“Not registered.”
They looked at each other, explained everything they needed to, and stood up to say goodbye.
Liang Jishen sent the team leader out and stuffed the cigarettes back into the box. "You don't need to sell them."
"Houses are not our own possessions, we can buy them later. Raising funds to get through the crisis is the top priority."
He stood at the entrance, a faint smile on his lips, afraid that if he sounded serious, he would scare her, but there was no smile in his eyes, "We've lived here for a year, are you willing to sell it?"
The residential area is excellent and has appreciated rapidly. Zhou Kun's friends have wanted to buy it more than once. If the buyer wants to live in the house himself, as long as it is sold, the owner may not sell it even if he wants to "redeem" it at a high price in the future.
Those who can afford it are not short of money, they are buying quality and the class circle surrounding the residence.
He Sang's eyelashes cast shadows under his eyes, "I can't bear to leave."
Mr. Qiu was very tactful and took Mrs. Qiu upstairs.
"I'm reluctant to sell it, so I'll keep it. I'll figure out the difference myself. How can I take back the things I gave to women?" The manor was empty, and there seemed to be a floating echo. Liang Jishen's voice was deep and hoarse.
He Sang approached him and snatched the cigarette box from his hand, "You're smoking again... You promised to quit smoking and drinking."
"I only smoked half a cigarette tonight." His tone softened. "You just happened to come in."
She grabbed the button of Liang Jishen's pajamas and said, "Your safety and innocence are more important than anything else. I don't care about a house. If something happens to me one day, will you care about money?"
He laughed, "I don't care."
"What if I lose everything?"
Liang Jishen didn't hesitate at all, "I don't care."
He Sang's eyes were red, and he pinched his chin fiercely, "You are aware of it, but I am not? I can't bear to give you my own money, so I return your money to its original owner to make myself look virtuous and generous."
His brows were furrowed, and his heart felt like it was being scratched by feathers and twisted by a knife, hitting him repeatedly.
Liang Jishen hugged He Sang without saying a word.
......
Near midnight, Liang Chihui drove into the old house.
The lights were on in the courtyard, the living room was dark, and a faint light came from the study on the second floor.
Liang Yanzhang's car was parked in the garage. His original plan was to take a week-long vacation, but it ended early.
Old Zheng greeted Liang Chihui at the door, "Are you in trouble? It's always the Third Young Master who's the troublemaker. Why don't you learn from him and cause trouble? Mr. Liang got angry, and Madam Yao is trying to persuade him."
Liang Chihui smiled and said, "It was the Zhao family who filed a complaint." He unbuttoned his suit and handed it to Lao Zheng.
In the study on the second floor, Yao Wenjie's expression froze and she winked at him.
He straightened his back and said, "Father, you are back. Where is Aunt Ji?"
"Is it okay if I don't come back? Your Aunt Ji is at the Zhao family." Liang Yanzhang was annoyed. "What were you doing at the health club?"
"Didn't the Zhao family tell you?" Liang Chihui said calmly, "Mrs. Zhao brought this upon herself. Zhao Kai asked her to take notes."
"You know that the Liang family and the Zhao family are friends, so why are you trying to be so arrogant?" Liang Yanzhang picked up the antique vase on the corner of the table and was about to hit him.
"Yan Zhang!" Yao Wenji stopped him. "Chi Hui had good intentions. The Zhao family framed the third brother for bribery and built a luxury house in Australia. He's the CEO of Zhonghai. Isn't transferring assets overseas like trying to kill him? It's so vicious. He was wronged to begin with, and the downfall of the third brother would affect the Liang family's reputation. I knew about Chi Hui's actions and I agreed to them."
"What do you know?" Liang Yanzhang scolded.
Yao Wenjie didn't say anything.
"Get out!"
"I can go out, but you can't hit Chi Hui."
Liang Yanzhang ignored her.
"Mother, please go out first." Liang Chihui supported her, "I want to have a good chat with my father."
Yao Wenji glanced at him, then at Liang Yanzhang. "Anyway, I'm moving to the suburbs in May. The only connection between you and me is Chi Hui. You know how you forced me in the past. Weng Qiong had a difficult labor, and the rumors spread that my protest provoked her. I've been taking the blame for you for thirty-five years. Liang Jing hates us, mother and son, and I haven't said a word to clarify. Now I'm sick and won't live for many years. Chi Hui is my bottom line, don't force me."
Liang Yanzhang's eyebrows jumped and he looked at her.
She turned and walked out.
"It's been thirty-five years, my hair has turned white, and your mother still holds a grudge against me?" Liang Yanzhang stood up, his chest heaving, and glared at Liang Chihui. "I didn't treat her badly. She was sick, and I settled her in the old house to recuperate. I also let bygones be bygones with her and Old Zhang! What does she hold a grudge against me for?"
Liang Chihui's attitude was gentle, but he didn't feel any affection. "Mother was just angry. Why bother with her?"
"I won't argue with her. I want to ask you, do you know who Mrs. Zhao works for?"
"I don't know."
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