Chapter 683 If you dare not give me money, I’ll see how many lives you have left!
Fifteen minutes later, at the entrance of Agricultural and Animal Husbandry Bank.
Mengjie jogged quickly with a faint smile on her face. Her lips were coated with a layer of moist lip gloss, which looked chewy and bouncy like jelly.
Seeing this, Chen Yansen reached out and opened the car door.
"Have you handed over all the work?"
He asked casually after Mengjie got into the car.
"Well, I just feel reluctant to leave." Meng Jie took a deep breath and spoke with a slightly melancholy tone.
Chen Yansen smiled and waved to Lao Huang, signaling them to set off.
Immediately afterwards, a silver and blue Hongqi L5 sped onto the highway and headed towards Chunshen.
On the other side, two staff members standing at the door of the Agricultural and Animal Husbandry Bank looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes.
"Sister Ting, the car Mengjie just got in seems to be the car used by the founder of Senlian Capital!"
One of the tellers opened his mouth slightly and spoke in a subconsciously low voice.
"She said before that she and Chen Yansen were classmates, but it seems she wasn't telling the truth. There are thousands of people in a school. How can ordinary alumni get on Brother Sen's private car?"
Sister Ting said with great envy.
After a pause, she pulled her colleague aside and whispered, "Xiao Meng, do you think we should ask Meng Jie for help and get us both to Senlian Bank?"
"Sister Ting, are you crazy? Agricultural and Animal Husbandry Bank is a large state-owned bank. Why would we give up our stable jobs and go to a private bank?" Xiao Meng quickly grabbed Sister Ting's arm, shook it gently, and asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"But don't you think it's too tiring? I want to find a job that works from 9 to 5 and gives me three days off a week."
Sister Ting sighed softly, her eyes full of longing.
Xiao Meng was slightly stunned after hearing this, and a look of hesitation gradually appeared on his face.
They have a good relationship with Mengjie on a daily basis. If they can really use this relationship to join Senlian Bank, it might not be a bad thing.
After all, the treatment and benefits that Chen Yansen provides to his employees have always been well-known in the country.
But it’s not easy to explain this to my family.
The two looked at each other, and there was a hint of excitement in their eyes.
You have to know that Mengjie has already resigned. Relationships in the workplace are as bland as water. After a long time, who will remember who you are?
If you don't seize the opportunity now, there will be no hope in the future.
at the same time.
In front of a villa in Zhoulai, Wang Jingtao was holding two bottles of Maotai and standing at the door, ringing the doorbell.
“Ding Dong—!”
After ringing more than ten times, he heard rustling noises coming from inside the house, followed by footsteps getting closer and closer, and then a beautiful woman in her early twenties came out, wearing only thin pajamas.
I saw two-thirds of the area without spending a penny.
But Wang Jingtao didn't have any romantic thoughts at this moment. Without waiting for the woman to come closer, he greeted her with a smile on his face: "Sister-in-law! Good afternoon! I came to give Brother Li some Mid-Autumn Festival gifts. I hope you will accept them as a token of my appreciation."
As he spoke, he picked up the gift bag of Maotai liquor, which contained two packs of Huazi cigarettes.
He was thirty-four years old, ten years older than the woman in front of him, but he looked servile and tried hard to please her.
The reason is actually very simple: the other party’s husband is withholding his project payment. If he can’t get the money, he will be desperate and may have no choice but to jump off the building.
"Oh, it's Mr. Wang. Please come in."
The woman smiled and spoke in a clear voice, but when she said the words "Mr. Wang", her tone was obviously prolonged.
At first glance, it sounds more like calling him "Boss Yuan".
In fact, Wang Jingtao is indeed a big resentful person.
Earlier, he opened a private kindergarten in Shanghai and took advantage of the industry's boom period in recent years, making three or four million yuan in one go.
But later, as policies tightened, it became increasingly difficult to operate private kindergartens, so he and his partner simply sold the kindergarten and each received a share of the profits.
The partner went to Suzhou and bought 8 houses at one time. He lived a happy life as a landlord and usually drove an online taxi to kill time.
Wang Jingtao didn't want to just give up and take it easy. The first thing he did when he returned to his hometown was to buy a car and then a house. Later, he also took a fancy to a kindergarten that was for transfer and planned to continue doing his old business.
But he didn't expect that the transferor of the kindergarten was a deadbeat.
One product sold three times!
He was the third buyer, but in the end, not only was he unable to take over the business, he couldn't even touch the door of the kindergarten, and his money was wasted.
He was so angry that he filed a lawsuit, but it was useless.
That deadbeat had long ago transferred all his property to his ex-wife and was living in her villa.
Even if he applied for compulsory execution, he would be unable to do anything to the other party because there was no property under the other party's name to execute.
Wang Jingtao was so angry that he wanted to pick up a knife and settle the score with the deadbeat several times, but every time he thought of his wife and two young daughters at home, he had to suppress his anger and force himself to calm down.
A few months later, with the introduction of a friend, Wang Jingtao took on another real estate project. To put it bluntly, he was just a small contractor.
But after he paid the project fee in advance, the other party's attitude changed. Even after the house was topped out and half of it was sold, the other party still refused to pay the balance.
Postpone it from today to tomorrow, from the first day to the fifteenth day!
When Wang Jingtao realized something was wrong, the other party simply stopped pretending and said harshly: "I don't have any money, but if you have the guts, go sue me."
Only then did he understand why a business with a profit of millions a year happened to fall into his hands.
This is not an opportunity to make a fortune, it is clearly a well-designed trap.
If you don't have the skills and venture into the construction industry, you'll probably get drowned.
Wang Jingtao couldn't understand why the harder he worked, the more miserable his ending became.
With a loud "bang"!
The woman opened the iron gate and led Wang Jingtao inside.
After passing through the flower-filled courtyard and entering the living room, Wang Jingtao saw a painting with calligraphy - "Virtue carries all things!"
Virtue?
Li Jiaping, do you fucking have this thing?
Wang Jingtao spat secretly, but his face was full of smiles. He grinned at the bald middle-aged man on the sofa and said something pleasant: "Brother Li, happy Mid-Autumn Festival! I came here specially to wish you an early festival. It's just a small gift, please don't despise it."
As he spoke, he placed the gift bag containing moss and Huazi on the coffee table.
Li Jiaping is the vice president of Gudadi Real Estate Company. He is 51 years old this year, but as a man, as long as he is rich and powerful, it will not affect him from finding a 20-year-old girl to be his wife.
He glanced at the gift bag, then looked at Wang Jingtao, and was about to say something, but swallowed it back.
"Please sit down! Xiaoli, make Mr. Wang a cup of tea."
Li Jiaping crossed his legs and said lightly.
After hearing this, Xiaoli pouted and walked reluctantly towards the tea cabinet, her body swaying from side to side, looking quite charming.
Li Jiaping was furious when he saw this!
"Brother Li, can you help me with the construction payment? I've staked everything on this project. Not only do I owe money for the materials, I also owe the workers over 300,000 yuan in wages. If I don't get paid, I'll have to take someone down with me, even if I have to jump off a building."
Wang Jingtao didn't pay attention to these things. After sitting down, he went straight to the point with the smile on his face.
But Li Jiaping didn't buy it at all. He sneered, "Who are you trying to fool? Do you think all these years I've been in the state have been for nothing?"
Ever since he entered the real estate industry, there have been at least eighty people who have shouted that they want to kill him. People of Wang Jingtao's level are not even worthy of his attention.
Wang Jingtao said nothing, leaned forward and picked up the gift bag.
Li Jiaping smiled coldly, slowly picked up the freshly brewed teacup and took a sip, his eyes full of mockery.
As for the project payment?
In fact, it has been sent out a long time ago.
As for Wang Jingtao's money, it wasn't that the company didn't settle it, it was just that someone took it for him.
Wang Jingtao fumbled in the bag and suddenly pulled out a kitchen knife.
Before Li Jiaping could react, he felt a pain in his neck and liquid flowing down.
In an instant, he felt his scalp tingling and his heart exploding.
Looking at Wang Jingtao's eyes again, his blood vessels were bulging and his eyeballs were stained blood red.
"Brother Li, I'm sorry! If you don't give me the money, you won't be able to celebrate this Mid-Autumn Festival."
Wang Jingtao spoke word by word.
Li Jiaping was so frightened that he stood still, not daring to move at all.
He had seen what ruthless people who had killed people looked like, and the energy in Wang Jingtao's eyes at this moment was exactly the same as those people.
For a moment, he didn't dare to breathe, for fear that if he moved even a little, he would anger the other party and end up being killed.
He still has more than 10 million in his bank card, and he hasn’t spent it all yet!
"Brother! Don't be impulsive. You're still young. Don't go down the path of breaking the law and committing crimes! Think about your wife and children. Everything can be discussed. Put down the knife first."
Li Jiaping swallowed his saliva, put on a sad face, and advised carefully.
"Money or life?" Wang Jingtao asked with a smile.
Li Jiaping looked at the other person's expression and realized that Wang Jingtao was not joking. Anyone who could still laugh at such a time was most likely mentally ill.
"Brother, I won't beat around the bush with you. Your project is registered under the name of Taiyao Real Estate, and the headquarters has already transferred the money to them.
Your situation is a subcontract of a subcontract. There's no point in coming to me, do you understand?"
Li Jiaping slowly told the story.
“Pah pah pah——!”
Wang Jingtao raised the kitchen knife and used the blade as a slap, hitting Li Jiaping's right cheek with a loud slapping sound.
In the blink of an eye, fine beads of blood oozed out of his cheeks.
Wang Jingtao slapped Li Jiaping hard, more than a dozen times, before stopping angrily.
He bent down, picked up the Maotaihe kitchen knife, and walked out without looking back. As he left, he said in a gruff voice: "Fuck you! I gave you cigarettes and money every time before, and you just let it go without saying a word!"
A minute later, after making sure that Wang Jingtao had left, Li Jiaping hurried out of the living room, locked the iron door, and then called Cheng Jiale from Taiyao Real Estate.
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After leaving the villa area, Wang Jingtao sat in his second-hand BMW and suddenly felt weak in his hands and feet.
In the eyes of his family and friends, he is an honest man and would not do this unless he was forced to do so.
Taiyao Real Estate?
Cheng Jiale?
Thinking of this, Wang Jingtao's face was filled with despair. This was a well-known local tyrant.
When he was still in high school, he had heard of this man's "reputation", such as cutting someone's tendons in order to compete with them for a project; and chopping off a competitor's fingers in order to compete for highway rescue business.
Nicknamed "Brother Le" in the circle!
You can imagine how difficult it is to ask such a person for money.
But he had no choice. If he couldn't get the money, he would either jump off the building or run away with his wife and children.
"Fuck! If you don't pay me, I'll see how many lives you have left!"
Wang Jingtao cursed with red eyes.
(End of this chapter)
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