Breathing heavily, Weng Shiyao sat down on the sofa. He gritted his teeth and said: "I also have a courtyard house in Yanjing. I can sell it for more than 10 million at least. If you sell it, contact me immediately.
If you sell it, it can be cheaper, but the requirement is to get the money immediately!"
"Now it doesn't matter even if all the property in my name is sold. As long as my father comes back, I can get it all back. I will still be the prince of the Chenghai family! No one dares to underestimate me!"
Just when Weng Shiyao was about to contact the person to sell the property again, there was a knock on the door.
Opening the door, Meng Yehe was standing outside.
"What are you here for?"
Weng Shiyao stared at Meng Yehe coldly and said.
With a slight smile, Meng Yehe said: "Prince, have you forgotten? Today is the deadline of one week. I am here to recover the 1 billion arrears."
Weng Shiyao was stunned for a moment, then waved his hands extremely impatiently and said: "Get away, I'm in a bad mood now, don't make me hit anyone, can't you see my current situation? Where did I get the money to give you, wait for me
I will give you money when dad comes back."
With that said, Weng Shiyao is about to close its doors.
But Meng Yehe raised his hand and blocked the door from closing.
Facing Weng Shiyao's gloomy gaze, Meng Yehe smiled and said, "Prince, we signed the contract in black and white."
"1 billion yuan of funds will be lent to you for free for a week. If you are unable to repay the 1 billion yuan principal when the time comes, then the three listed companies under your name will be liquidated."
At this time, Weng Shiyao finally understood that Meng Yehe really came to collect debts.
"What do you mean!?"
Weng Shiyao stared at Meng Yehe coldly and said ferociously: "Are you afraid that I can't pay you back!?"
"Of course not." Meng Yehe shook his head.
"The prince is backed by the Chenghai Clan, and your father is one of the biggest names in the domestic financial sector. How can you not afford to repay the 1 billion?"
"It's good to know!"
Weng Shiyao sneered and said, "Get out of here if you know it!"
"Prince."
Meng Yehe took out the loan contract and said calmly: "Today, either I will leave with the money, or I will leave with the equity transfer agreements of three listed companies. It is impossible to go back empty-handed."
"How fucking dare you!"
The humiliation and anger of the past week completely broke out at this moment.
Weng Shiyao pointed at Meng Yehe's nose and cursed: "How fucking brave do you have? You are just Xu Heng's dog! Even Xu Heng doesn't dare to talk to me like this, who do you think you are?"
"I'm standing here today. I don't want money or a transfer agreement. It's just a dream. What can you do to me!?"
Seeing the furious and confident Weng Shiyao in front of him, Meng Yehe shook his head slightly and sighed: "Then there is really nothing we can do."
As he spoke, Meng Yehe turned slightly to the side and moved out of the way behind him.
Behind him, Li Jin walked over with an impatient Huo Huanyu and a calm Liu Jun.
Seeing this scene, Weng Shiyao opened his mouth wide and couldn't understand what was going on.
"It seems that the prince is deeply in debt and short of money."
Li Jin took the initiative and said with a smile on his face.
As he said that, Li Jin turned to look at Meng Yehe and said: "Master Meng, after all, the prince is still a prince from the Chenghai family. It is definitely impossible not to pay back the money. How about this, I paid out the 1 billion, and transferred this debt to me.
how?"
Meng Yehe chuckled lightly, glanced at Weng Shiyao, who was stunned, and said: "Of course that's good, I just need to get my principal back. The prince has a profound background and a noble status. I'm just a dog. How can I dare to ask for a debt from the prince?"