Song Chuang slapped his ID away, shouting, "You're imposters! When did I agree to bankruptcy? My company is doing perfectly well! There's not a single problem!"
The staff member said unhappily, "Your company has been forced into bankruptcy. We are strictly following legal procedures. Please do not obstruct our official business. Otherwise, we have the right to call the police."
Upon hearing this, the surrounding employees were completely stunned!
"The company went bankrupt? How come I didn't know?"
"We're unemployed? We haven't even received our wages for this month!"
Suddenly, Song Chuang picked up a chair and threw it at the liquidation team members, yelling, "Get out of here! My company isn't bankrupt, and I haven't agreed to this yet!"
The staff moved aside, unable to continue working.
The head of the liquidation team said, "Mr. Song, if you have any questions, you can file a lawsuit in court."
That's what they say, but everyone knows that once bankruptcy liquidation proceedings are initiated, there's no going back.
Song Chuang ignored him, grabbed a chair, and started smashing it in front of everyone he saw.
Finally, several members of the liquidation team apprehended Song Chuang.
Bai Jiang suddenly walked over and said, "He has a head injury and is having some problems. Leave him to me, I'll take him to the hospital."
No one stopped Bai Jiang, and the board members realized that the company was really finished and cooperated with the liquidation team.
Even after Song Chuang left the company, he continued to curse.
"Who is framing me? I'm going to kill him!" Song Chuang couldn't remember what project his company had launched.
He took out his phone, found a number he had been contacting frequently recently in his call list, and dialed it immediately.
Unexpectedly, the call was answered! A deep male voice immediately came from the other end, "President Song, you seem to have a lot of free time. The company is busy with liquidation, and you still have time to call me."
Song Chuang asked, "Who are you?"
The other party said, "Mr. Song, you really have a bad memory. I am your business partner. It's just a pity that your company is not doing well and we can no longer invest. As for the initial investment... well, I guess I'm just unlucky. I'll just accept the loss."
Song Chuang's face twisted in a grimace. "Was it you who applied to the court for the forced liquidation of my company?! Who exactly are you?"
The other party said, "It's me. We're both businessmen, so of course I need to cut my losses in time... Sorry, I have something to do, I have to talk to you later."
The other party hung up the phone, and when Song Chuang called back, the number was no longer in service!
Song Chuang smashed his phone, and then, for some unknown reason, told Bai Jiang to drive the car back to the Song family home.
Back at the villa, they found it crowded with people, all from the court!
Song Chuang's mother grabbed him and asked, "Son, what happened at the company? Why are these people here to liquidate our family's assets?"
Song Chuang was irritable and shook off the woman who just kept crying.
At that moment, Song Wan came downstairs, clutching a leather bag tightly, and hurriedly walked out.
Song Chuang saw him and rushed forward to stop him. "Where are you going?"
Song Wan said, "What's it to you? Get out of my way, you spendthrift! If the company were in my hands, would it have fallen to this state?"
Song Chuang said, "You can leave, but you can't take a single thing from this house!"
As he spoke, Song Chuang suddenly snatched Song Wan's purse and unzipped it.
Song Wan nervously tried to snatch it back. In the ensuing tug-of-war, the purse fell to the ground, spilling out several bank cards, including some from overseas.
Song Wan's wife picked up the cards and cried, "These are all my cards, Song Wan, where are you going to take them?"
Song Chuang said, "Is there even a question? Of course, it's about supporting his mistresses."
Suddenly, Song Wan's wife went berserk and lunged at him, crying and hitting him. "Ever since I married you, I've endured so much. I've turned a blind eye to how many women you've kept on the side. You heartless bastard, at a time like this, you actually want to run away with the money! Have you ever thought about me? Have you ever thought about your son? You beast!"
Song Wan forcefully pulled his wife's hand away and tried to grab the bank cards, yelling, "Let go! You crazy woman!"
The latter quickly grabbed him again, saying, "You damned beast, all this money is mine, you can't take it away."
Song Wan slapped the woman hard across the face. She was stunned for a moment, then let go of his hand and started crying.
Just then, several staff members stopped Song Wan and confiscated his bank cards. "Sorry, these all need to be settled, you can't take them with you."
Song Wan tried to snatch it back, but failed. He cursed "crazy woman" and quickly left with his purse.
Song Wan's wife was shouting and cursing behind him, but Song Wan didn't stop for a second.
Song Chuang suddenly turned and left.
"Son, where are you going?" the woman asked hurriedly.
Song Chuang didn't say anything, nor did he give the woman a chance to catch up, and quickly left.
Song Chuang never imagined that so much would happen in just a few hours! He thought viciously that if he found out who was behind this, he would make them wish they were dead!
Bai Jiang glanced at Song Chuang in the rearview mirror. The latter was making one phone call after another, asking for money, but it seemed that he hadn't borrowed a single penny.
We arrived at a high-end restaurant.
Song Chuang got on the elevator. After a while, the elevator stopped in the middle and two people got on. They seemed to be a couple.
When the woman saw Song Chuang, her face suddenly changed several expressions, including surprise, resentment, and unwillingness.
"Honey, remember to come to my place tonight." The man pinched the woman's waist.
The woman lowered her head, as if out of shyness, but in reality, she was concealing a slightly distorted expression.
Song Chuang didn't notice the woman, but immediately spotted the man who had spoken. He suddenly said, "Isn't this President Cheng? Didn't you say you were interested in a project in my company last time? What a coincidence! Let's talk about that project..."
The man looked at Song Chuang with disgust and said rudely, "Who the hell are you? Look at your pathetic face here, stay away from me!"
As they were talking, the elevator stopped. The woman nudged the man and said in a coquettish voice, "Mr. Cheng, I've seen plenty of people like him. He just wants to curry favor with you. Don't you have other things to do? Don't take him seriously."
The man seemed genuinely busy. He pinched the woman's waist, got off the elevator, and said, "Remember, see you tonight."
After the elevator doors closed, the woman glared fiercely at Song Chuang, her eyes overflowing with hatred, her whole demeanor contorted with rage. "Song Chuang! Do you even remember me?"
Song Chuang hesitated for a moment. He had been with countless women. Could this one be one of them?
Before he could answer, the woman said, "The news said you might have amnesia, and now it seems it's true? Humph, this is your retribution! When you hit me with your car, did you ever think you'd end up like this!"
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