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Chapter fifty-eight

"Can you please let me worry less."

"Godfather, I'm sorry."

Song Hao pursed his lips and did not defend himself. He simply bowed his head and admitted his mistake.

This is a habit he has developed over more than 20 years.

Whatever the godfather thinks does not require any explanation, because it is useless, he may even get a beating.

"Um."

Seeing this, Song Debin calmed down slightly and nodded.

"Since Qian Xiaojun knows a lot about you, in order to prevent betrayal, you remember to keep a close eye on his family members. There are always things you care about in your life. This is your weakness."

"Yes, godfather."

Song Hao kept this in mind.

Song Debin was quite satisfied with Song Hao's reaction.

Although this adopted son is unhappy in various ways, one thing is beyond doubt.

obedient!

For Song Debin, this is enough.

Obedient children are at least much more acceptable than rebellious children.

Especially when there is obvious contrast, it makes people feel even more gratified.

but……

Song Debin glanced thoughtfully at Song Hao, who was kneeling on the ground and bowing his head to admit his mistake, with a hint of dissatisfaction flashing in his eyes.

The only shortcoming of this child is his immature skills.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have kept a guy like Qian Xiaojun, who he thought was a top guy, by his side, and even let the latter participate and know many secrets.

Now I can only let him, the godfather, wipe my butt and solve the troubles in the aftermath.

Why!

Thinking of this, Song Debin sighed slightly in his heart and shook his head.

Sure enough, he was still too young, not deeply involved in the world, and his vision and vision were not long-term enough.

After this matter is over, we must let him out for some training.

Song Debin kept thinking about it in his mind.

However, at this moment, Song Hao's cell phone ringtone suddenly rang.

Song Hao first glanced at his godfather secretly out of the corner of his eye, making sure that the other party was not angry at all before choosing to answer the phone.

"Hello?"

"Someone from the bank is here, Mr. Xiao Song."

The call came from the front desk, and his tone sounded panicked.

"okay, I get it."

Song Hao nodded, not taking this matter to heart.

As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Although they lost 500 million for no reason today, Citibank probably doesn't have the guts to come and steal the money directly.

However, the facts always exceeded his expectations.

This time it was Citibank President Wu Chao who came to visit in person.

"According to the system's assessment, the current Tongxing Group is considered a high risk. After intense discussions, the bank decided to withdraw the loan."

Wu Chao looked at Song Hao and Song Debin standing in front of him and said seriously.

"Although I don't want to, it is well known that you suddenly lost 500 million today. Coupled with the excitement caused by your dairy company, the bank has to re-evaluate and estimate. I hope you two can understand."

"understand?"

Song Debin snorted angrily.

"President Wu's words really upset us."

Wu Chao smiled and said nothing, but he was determined not to take back his previous decision.

“Don’t President Wu want to stay at Citibank and continue working?”

When Song Debin saw a fist hitting the cotton, his face changed slightly, his eyes were sealed, and he looked threatening.

"I am also doing things according to the rules and regulations. I hope Mr. Song can understand."

Wu Chao looked bitter, helplessly spread his hands and shook his head.

"I also received an order from my superiors, so I specially investigated the situation and conducted an evaluation and analysis."

"Order from above?"

Song Debin keenly captured the key words in the other party's mouth, and his expression changed.

"Yes, that gentleman is one of the few Citibank black gold card users in the country."

Wu Chao sighed, his tone full of sadness.

"Mr. Song, you should also know very well that in some ways, a young bank president like me is controlled by black gold card users."

"You mean someone is deliberately targeting our Song family?"

Song Debin's eyes flashed with coldness and he said coldly.

He now roughly analyzed in his mind who was behind the stock market suspension.

In all likelihood, he must be the mysterious man who had dealt with Wu Chao before.

However, Song Debin never thought before that the mysterious person would be a black gold card user.

In other words, Citibank's black gold card is actually a status symbol. Behind the person who owns this card is a huge economic empire.

Ordinary small businesses like them can't stand it at all, let alone their opponents.

Thinking of this, Song Debin's eyes involuntarily fell on Song Hao beside him, he took a deep breath silently, and the anger in his heart surged again.

If it weren't for this bastard, how could their fellow star group be targeted by such a behemoth?

After all, she's just a woman, so what if she doesn't give her away?

Anyway, what kind of woman will he want when he reaches a sufficient position one day?

It was really a mistake that would lead to eternal regret, and looking back, there was not even any remedial measures or methods.

For just a short moment, Song Debin was flooded with various thoughts in his mind, but they all ended up on the same road, and in the end he could only sigh helplessly.

Why!

Really, if we had known this before, why bother at the beginning.

After Song Debin sent Wu Chao away, Xiao Wu also sent over all the previous investigation materials.

He glanced through it roughly twice, then placed it on the table with a frown, his hands folded in front of his chest, and his eyes were full of solemnity.

The target of this series of events was directly at Lee Kuan Yew, but based on the truth he had previously discovered from Wu Chao's mouth, it was obvious that there was another hidden agenda in this matter.

Could it be...

The next second, Song Debin was shocked and his face became extremely ugly.

Could it be that Lee Kuan Yew has already hooked up with that mysterious man?

Otherwise, why are all these events inextricably related to Lee Kuan Yew?

If so, that's really tricky.

Song Debin's face was gloomy, as if ink was about to drip out. It was very ugly.



Lee Group.

Lee Kuan Yew looked at Liu Yang who was sitting on the sofa with a calm expression in confusion, and couldn't help but ask: "Why did you deliberately leave a tail for them to find us?"

"Prevent accidents."

Liu Yang took a sip of coffee, rested his chin on the armrest of the sofa with his left hand, and looked thoughtful.

"Old guys like Song Debin always have complicated thoughts. The more complicated the truth, the better it is for us. I have asked Wu Chao to discuss the loan issue with them. If nothing happens, Tongxing will lose about 2 billion tomorrow."

"Two billion?"

Lee Kuan Yew was stunned for a moment and said thoughtfully.

"This value is really just right, no more and no less, just enough to put them on the verge of bankruptcy."

"Um."

Liu Yang nodded slightly.
Chapter completed!
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