"We can lower the interest rate, but you have to give us back the principal!"
“Mr. Zhao, I was the first person to lend you money, and it’s been overdue for several months now. I could cover for you with the new energy vehicle project before, but now everyone knows that the project is a complete failure, and I can’t hold on to it anymore! If things really come to this, we’ll have to see each other in court!”
Several bank managers took turns attacking Zhao Chuansheng, and some even threatened him.
Zhao Chuansheng, however, was already used to it. He figured he had plenty of problems to deal with, so he just chuckled and said, "Yes, yes, everyone, I understand your difficulties. I'm trying my best to find a solution, after all, I don't want to go bankrupt, right?"
"Don't worry, I've already contacted several investment companies, and I'm sure the funding issue will be resolved soon. Can you give me a little more time?"
Before the bank managers could say anything more, Zhao Chuansheng snapped his fingers, and a man who appeared to be an assistant quickly walked in from outside, carrying several bags. Inside were some high-end cigarettes and alcohol, such as Moutai.
The assistant smiled and said, "Everyone, this is a small gift that our CEO Zhao specially prepared for you. In addition, our female managers in the public relations department have already booked a hotel. It's almost lunchtime, so why don't we have dinner first?"
The bank managers exchanged glances.
They all sighed and shook their heads in helplessness.
They knew that Zhao Chuansheng had no money now, and no amount of urging would help, so they all stood up, picked up their things, and walked outside.
Only after everyone left did Zhao Chuansheng sit back in his chair and breathe a sigh of relief.
"Boss, don't worry, the PR team has made all the arrangements. If we take good care of them this time, we can probably stall for a while longer!" the assistant reassured him.
"This is not a long-term solution!"
Zhao Chuansheng couldn't help but shake his head, then suddenly remembered something and asked, "Oh right, I asked you to send someone to Fengtian to try and find some investment companies to cooperate with. Have you heard anything about that?"
The assistant shook his head with a wry smile. "Boss, I've looked around. If it were half a month ago, I might have been able to find some investors, but our collaboration with Dream Cars caused quite a stir. Not only in Fengtian, but everyone in the entire Fengfu knows about it. Who would want to invest in us?"
Zhao Chuansheng looked helpless; he knew his assistant was telling the truth.
He sighed, picked up the phone, glanced at the resume his wife had sent, frowned slightly, and subconsciously clicked on it.
Upon seeing Lu Xueqing's two-inch photo, Zhao Chuansheng's eyes lit up.
Holy crap, this girl is actually pretty good-looking!
My previous agitation subsided considerably.
At this moment, the assistant next to him reacted even more strongly, pointing at the photo and shouting: "Boss, do you know this woman? This woman is ruthless. She's a celebrity in Fengtian, and she has projects worth billions under her control!"
"What?!" Zhao Chuansheng's eyes widened immediately.
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