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Three hundred and twentieth eight chapters to collect money

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Yang Mo never relaxed in response to Mr. Yun's reminder. In the face of huge wealth, people will always lose their minds. No one is willing to give up a lot of wealth to others.

As for money, the more the merrier, there is never too much, and leaving it alone is a waste.

But Yang Mo didn't expect that the financial crisis in Chuzhou was also related to Zhao Dingsheng.

"What does Zhao Dingsheng want to do? What kind of medicine is he selling in his gourd?" Yang Mo asked.

"I can't detect this now. Zhao Dingsheng is arrogant, but very cautious. Even the people around him don't know what he is thinking.

However, I think Zhao Dingsheng wants to muddy the waters and change the entire pattern of Chuzhou." Mr. Yun analyzed.

Yang Mo was shocked. Mr. Yun became famous at a young age and was a banner in the organization. He has been coordinating the overall situation on the battlefield and in the business for so many years. His eyes are as good as those of poisonous snakes. He can even guess what others are thinking based on their actions.

But this Zhao Dingsheng made Mr. Yun dare not say anything. It seems that he still underestimated Zhao Dingsheng's ability. Bai Qianqian's cousin seems to be not only a ruthless character, but also a difficult thorn to deal with.

"Interesting, Zhao Dingsheng is very ambitious. So, he has never paid much attention to Bai Qianqian. He hasn't come up with his trump card yet?" Yang Mo chuckled.

"The Exotic Land Development of Vegetable-Growing Skeletons"

"That's true. The results of my investigation show that Zhao Dingsheng even has dealings with overseas people. He can handle both black and white, and he can do everything with ease." There was approval in Mr. Yun's eyes.

Although he has always claimed to be a slave of the organization, he also has a higher level of vision, and few people can penetrate his discernment.

Yang Mo knows that the number of juniors who can be praised by Mr. Yun is less than two palms. Zhao Dingsheng can be praised by Mr. Yun, which shows that he is indeed outstanding!

After chatting for a while, Mr. Yun stood up and said goodbye. Yang Mo also walked out of the coffee shop and returned to the city that never sleeps. Bai Qianqian had also woken up, dressed neatly, and was waiting for him in the lobby.

Seeing Yang Mo appear, Bai Qianqian greeted him: "After a day of indulgence, I'm going back to the company. I'll leave this to you."

She was referring to the guests who were still drunk and dreaming.

"The company should go back later. We have a large amount of foreign debt that needs to be recovered," Yang Mo said.

"Foreign debt? Collect money?" Bai Qianqian was very puzzled.

Who owed them money? It was only the Ace Group. Amis had already greeted her yesterday and said that the debt would be paid back to her later. She was not in a hurry and agreed.

"Yes, foreign debt! I don't do my job properly every day, and I don't go to work well. I always need to find ways to make money, right? I don't want to be said to be a freeloader all the time, so I make some loan sharks." Yang Mo responded.

"I can't tell, you actually still have money for loan sharking. However, I have high standards. If the money is too little, I won't go." Bai Qianqian raised her head.

"I promise this is a surprise." Yang Molang laughed.

Bai Qianqian got into the car obediently. She wanted to see what other tricks Yang Mo could play. She already had her bank card, and how much money she could still have to borrow money from loan sharks.

In a teahouse in the city center, Bai Zhaoxi and his wife were sitting inside, waiting anxiously.

In just one day, Bai Zhaoxi seemed to have aged ten years. His black hair had all turned white, and he had no vitality at all. Sitting there, he looked like a living dead.

"Don't always look sad. The Zhao family has no hope. With so much money, we can't find anyone to help. At the moment, there is no other way except this way." He Chunyan gritted his teeth.

This was indeed their last resort. She even thought about threatening the other party if they would no longer lend them usury.

Anyway, she has nothing now and cannot repay so many debts. From the borrower's point of view, punishing the family is far less important than recovering the wealth.

She risked her life and this time she must dig out the gold from the wolf's den.

"Can we still make a comeback?" Bai Zhaoxi raised his head and looked at He Chunyan with dull eyes.

He has nothing left. The hospital no longer accepts Bai Xichen. His daughter's whereabouts are unknown and Tang Xin cannot be contacted. Even the mother who loves him the most has left him. There is only a shrew left by his side, and he has long since lost sight of it.

Without any color, all that is left in my eyes is a haze of gray.

"You are going to die, why can't you just smile? By marrying you, I really committed evil in my last life.

I tell you, you must do what I say soon. This is our last chance. If we cannot win it, our whole family will die."

He Chunyan cursed again for a while, until he heard footsteps outside the door, he changed his mood and a smile bloomed on his face.

"The teahouse charges loan sharks. It's very inappropriate for a place like yours." Bai Qianqian walked while looking at the surrounding environment.

Antique and loan sharking are two completely different colors.

"If I told you that this is the property of Qingping Society, and these tea-making masters are all members of Qingping Society, wouldn't you believe it even more?" Yang Mo asked back.

Bai Qianqian was stunned. People in the club can still make tea? Are the requirements for being a gangster so high now?

"This is it."

Yang Mo opened the door and walked in. He ignored the shocked expressions of the two people in the room and sat down directly, ordering a pot of Longjing.

Bai Qianqian was also shocked. The people who owed money were Bai Zhaoxi and his wife. How could this be possible? If this is true, it would be a real miracle.

"Yang Mo, why are you here? Our Bai family is already like this, and you still refuse to let us go?" He Chunyan stood up and asked loudly.

Bai Zhaoxi's expression on the side became even more bitter.

"Aunt He, don't be so excited. I'm very busy. I don't have much time to waste, and I don't want to see your face. I came here today, but you took the initiative to invite me." Yang Mo responded with a smile.

"Am I inviting you? Haha, I, He Chunyan, am not that mean. Even if I die on the street begging for food, I will not take the initiative to beg you."

"If you don't beg me, that's because even if you beg me, it won't make any sense. It will only make you more embarrassed. You'd better take a look at this contract first."

Yang Mo took out the contract from his backpack and handed it to He Chunyan.

After just one glance, He Chunyan's expression changed drastically. This piece of paper carried all her debts. She had read it over and over again a dozen times and was already familiar with it.

"Why is this contract with you?"
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