"I'm from Shenfei. Go back and tell your boss that this money was used to buy steel for the aircraft. If you want to cover up the debt, go ahead. If there are any problems with the aircraft delivery time, you will be held responsible," General Manager Zhao said nonchalantly.
Sinking...sinking away?
General Manager Hao's expression changed drastically. This was no longer a decision he could make, and even the leaders of Beigang dared not delay. He thought Lu Feng had transferred the debt to debt collectors in the community.
The other side only had a stick at most; I didn't expect them to have fighter jets!
After hanging up the phone, General Manager Zhao sat there, still somewhat disoriented. He stared at Lu Feng for a while before saying, "You know Shen Fei's boss? Why didn't you say so earlier?"
"I met him after I came here," Lu Feng said, bending down and smiling at President Hao. "Are these people pressing for payment a little faster?"
Mr. Hao forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. The situation was already out of his control. He turned to Lu Feng and said, "Let's leave it at that. Just give me the money you owe me, okay?"
"Mr. Hao, how about this? I also have priority in paying my bills. I still need to pay back 200 million to the bank in June. I currently owe you 200,000. If you transfer another 200 million to me, I will definitely pay you back first." Lu Feng grinned, looking somewhat smug.
"Mr. Lu, don't play me for a fool. I don't earn money easily. I've already put in tens of thousands of yuan these past few days. I have elderly parents and young children to support, so this money is very important to me. Please give it back to me!" Mr. Hao said with a mournful face.
"Don't be like that. It's one thing to ask for a debt, but have some backbone."
When Boss Hao saw that Lu Feng was already packing his suitcase, he realized that if Lu Feng left, all the money would be wasted. So he grabbed Lu Feng's leg and said, "If you don't pay me back, I'll stay here. I won't leave. I'll follow you wherever you go."
"If I don't pay back the money, are you going to send some people to beat me up?" Lu Feng pried his hand off and said, "Mr. Hao, let go!"
"I can't explain this to President Xiao, I..."
He felt like dying at that moment.
For the entire day, he followed Lu Feng wherever he went, turning the debtor into a debt collector, and the process of getting the money back was particularly heartbreaking.
During dinner that evening, President Hao sat next to Lu Feng, keeping his eyes fixed on him.
"I'm scared of you." Lu Feng didn't want him to come along, mainly because there were many business exchanges around them, and it wouldn't be good if outsiders heard them.
"You want money, right? I'll give you 20,000, that's all. If you don't agree, you won't get a single cent. You sang the songs at the karaoke bar, you held the girls, and you ate the most fruit." Lu Feng stared at him and said, "I hope this will teach you a lesson. It's not comfortable asking for money, is it? You're so humble."
President Hao nodded. At this moment, whatever Lu Feng said was law. Even if he was calling a deer a horse, President Hao had to cooperate.
"Twenty thousand yuan, that settles it!" Lu Feng grabbed his bag, pulled out twenty thousand yuan, slammed it on the table, and said, "Stop staring at me while I eat, let's go!"
After taking the money, Mr. Hao turned and left. His biggest worry now was how to explain this to Mr. Xiao.
In the past few days, Sister Yue has been pestering Lu Feng quite a bit, and has even come to the hotel to look for him several times, but Lu Feng has avoided her every time. She can also sense that he is really not interested in her.
She was content; she hadn't gotten the man yet, but she had the money. Three million was enough for her to live a carefree life for the rest of her days.
After the order was placed, the reconciliation of accounts began immediately. When General Manager Xiao of Beigang received the bill, he was dumbfounded. When did it become 21 million?
I immediately called Mr. Zhao and told him that there were 3 million yuan in fake accounts, while Jiafeng Electronics only had 18 million yuan in accounts. Mr. Zhao was stunned when he received the call.
It was past 11 p.m. when Lu Feng's suitcase was packed. Feng Zhiyao stood at the door with his things, waiting, and said, "Your flight is tomorrow morning. Why are you changing hotels so late at night?"
"For safety!" Lu Feng closed his suitcase and prepared to leave.
The phone rang, and Lu Feng answered it casually, "Who is it?"
"President Lu, you're falsifying the accounts!!" President Zhao said through gritted teeth, "At Beigang, you only have accounts for 18 million!"
"Yes, you gave me eighteen million, not a penny more, not a penny less, so what?" Lu Feng's voice was full of self-righteousness.
"You won't let me eat meat, right?"
"Mr. Zhao, your position is very sensitive. Three million is not a small amount. I'm only saying this for your own good. That's all I'll say. If you have any questions, you can contact me through Jiafeng Electronics Company. Bye!"
After Lu Feng finished speaking and hung up the phone, he said to Feng Zhiyao, "Let's go!"
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