He is trying his best to mobilize funds. He even does not hesitate to take out money from the capital treasury.
In order to plug this gap and save some of the situation, Lian's family has almost lost everything.
Other foreign companies were unwilling to cooperate with the Lian family at this time. First, they were afraid of offending the Mu family, but they were also afraid that the Lian family would drag them down.
Oh, the friend who was calling me brother and sister just a few days ago has an expression the next moment: I don’t have any money, so don’t let me get into trouble.
Qihong's investment can only be let go from time to time, and all the liquidity he has measured is trapped in it, and he can't withdraw even a cent if he wants to mobilize it.
The strangest thing is that the Mu family has not made any big moves in Qihong's investment, as if they are waiting for the Lian family to cultivate before fighting. No one can guess whether it is a mystery or a mystery.
Liancheng couldn't sleep a wink for several days because of this. He knew that Mu Shiqin was not the kind of person who was merciful and soft-hearted. His Mu family would not give his kind a chance to breathe.
And the reason why he didn't step on Lian's family this time when he was in despair must be that there was a bigger conspiracy behind it.
Maybe this is the sensitivity of businessmen. They don't believe in any luck or kindness.
There is only chance and fighting!
I picked up the phone and called Liancheng.
The reminder sounded for a long time but no one answered.
It should be a meeting.
I changed my clothes angrily and got ready to do another thing.
I have been looking for Fang Ya recently. I heard that he has been fired by Mu Shiqin.
Ha, he is indeed ruthless enough, he will kick him away as soon as he is no longer of use.
I asked someone to look for Fang Ya for a long time, but he just disappeared without a trace.
The news came recently. I know his address.
Called a taxi and gave him the address.
The driver glanced at it, frowned, and said in an old Beijing accent, "Girl, this is the basement!"
I was a little dazed. But I went anyway.
I thought that Fang Ya might be very depressed, but I never thought that he would be so depressed.
When I came to the door of the basement where he lived, the strong musty smell made me dizzy.
The heavy iron door has lost its paint and is stained with bloody red rust. It looks very shocking.
I pushed a few times, and the door creaked open with an ear-piercing scream.
The dim vision made it difficult for me to see clearly what was inside.
But I looked to see the people inside.
I was startled.
Why is Ye Ruoyi here?
Ye Ruoyi was surprised when she saw me coming in, and hurriedly stuffed something in her hand into the pocket of Fang Ya's ragged linen clothes.
She smiled awkwardly at me, "Ruoxi, come and see Fang Ya too."
I didn't speak, maybe it was a problem with the light. Why did I feel that her smile was uglier than crying?
Fang Ya looked at me, pulled down the corners of her lips in embarrassment, and then nodded silently to Ye Ruoyi, urging her to leave, saying that she could take care of herself.
Ye Ruoyi didn't stay long. She picked up her bag, covered her nose and stood up to leave.
The moment it passed by me, I smelled a whiff of high-end Chanel perfume. Mixed with the musty smell of the basement, it smelled like stinky tofu.
I sneezed a few times.
Walked to Fang Ya.
Fang Ya looked at me for a moment, then lowered her head, "Miss Ruoxi, the smell here is not good, you'd better go back."
I sneered. "It's not like I've never lived in a place like this."
He asked me to sit on his old clothes to prevent the ground from getting wet and staining my clothes. He sat down on the ground. "Miss Ruoxi, why did you come to see me?"