Chapter 3: Don't be afraid of not repaying the money
In the office, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather tie is sitting on the boss's chair. He also wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He is dressed like a standard successful person. He is completely different from the men downstairs, but his posture is just like that.
I didn't dare to compliment anymore. I leaned on the sofa chair with my feet on the desk, as if I was a gangster and who should I be afraid of...
Well, the leather shoes are quite polished.
"Hello, Mr. Zhou, we are from the sales department of Jasmine Company. My name is Zhou Manyuan, his name is..."
Zhou Manyuan walked in front. Before he finished speaking, Zhou Mingfu, who was sitting lazily on the boss's chair, his eyes lit up. He took off his feet and stood up. His eyes were fixed on Zhou Manyuan's face.
He smiled very enthusiastically and said: "Hey, Miss Zhou, please sit down, please sit down..."
When Zhou Mingfu spoke to Zhou Manyuan, his eyes seemed to fall on Zhou Manyuan. He didn't even look at Yang Hao from the corner of his eyes, as if Yang Hao was nothing but air.
Zhou Manyuan was a little surprised by Zhou Mingfu's attitude. According to the people who came to collect money before, Zhou Mingfu has always been indifferent and his attitude is extremely arrogant. Why are you so enthusiastic today?
Zhou Mingfu invited Zhou Manyuan to sit on the sofa next to him, and said with a smile on his face: "This is the first time for Miss Zhou to come to our Veuve Clicquot company..."
Zhou Mingfu's unexpected enthusiasm made Zhou Manyuan a little uneasy, and she always felt that Zhou Mingfu's eyes were full of strange heat when he looked at her.
"Mr. Zhou, we are here to ask Kailicquot about the debt due to our company. I wonder if it is convenient for Mr. Zhou now?"
The smile on Zhou Mingfu's face suddenly dropped a bit, and he showed an embarrassed look: "You said that debt, oh, this is a bit embarrassing. It's not that I refuse to pay back the debt, but the company's turnover is difficult during this period.
There is no new business. You must have seen it when you came here just now. All my staff are idle. I can hardly even pay wages..."
As soon as Zhou Manyuan opened her mouth, she was blocked by Zhou Mingfu's words. For a moment, she didn't know how to continue. She thought for a while and then said: "Mr. Zhou, every company must have difficulties, but when Mr. Zhou got the goods from the company
At that time, we promised to pay the full payment within one month, but now it has been more than half a year..."
Zhou Mingfu sighed: "It's hard to do business these days. There's a lot of competition. There are still a lot of people who owe me money and are still waiting to pay me. How about this? I happened to have dinner with two friends tonight and they owe me a lot."
Money, Miss Zhou will go with me and help me convince them to pay back the money. As long as they pay me back, I will pay off your company’s debt immediately..."
Zhou Manyuan was stunned. Before she could speak, Yang Hao next to her had already sneered: "Ask her to accompany you to the wine party? Does that mean that your two friends at the wine table will say that as long as they are happy after drinking today?
Give you the money, and then drink her hard. When she is drunk, you take her to check out a room. Then put on your pants tomorrow morning and deny the debt, saying that you can't pay the debt without getting the money...Zhou Manyuan, shouldn't you?
Do you really think it’s possible to get your debt back by going to the liquor store?”
Zhou Manyuan's face turned red because she really hesitated for a moment just now.
Colleagues who came to collect debts before said that Zhou Mingfu had a bad attitude and did not mention the repayment at all. Now that Zhou Mingfu took the initiative to mention it, Zhou Manyuan really thought that Zhou Mingfu had an idea to pay back the money...
Zhou Mingfu's expression changed, and a look of anger flashed behind his gold-rimmed glasses, because he really thought so. If someone else came to collect debts, he would ignore it at all, but when he saw Zhou Manyuan for the first time
, he was a little tempted, so he changed his attitude and welcomed him warmly, and even set up a trap to lure Zhou Manyuan into taking the bait...
Whenever a friend owes money, it's all an excuse. He has plenty of money in his pocket, but he just doesn't want to pay it back.
He could tell that after he threw the pie, the mermaid was about to bite the hook, but this man rushed out of the way to destroy it, and the duck that was about to get it flew away. How could he not be angry?
Although Zhou Manyuan does not have much social experience, she is not stupid. Yang Hao has said it to this point. It would be really weird if she still doesn't understand. The anger in Zhou Mingfu's eyes proves the authenticity of Yang Hao's words.
, thinking that she had hesitated just now, Zhou Manyuan couldn't help but feel extremely embarrassed.
"Mr. Zhou, please respect yourself."
Seeing Zhou Manyuan move back a little, her eyes full of vigilance, Zhou Mingfu knew that there was no point in pretending anymore, he gathered up his suit, leaned back on the sofa, and sneered: "Since you guys
If you insist on saying it like this, then I have nothing to say, so please go ahead and give it away."
Yang Hao looked at Zhou Mingfu who had returned to his true self and couldn't help but feel a little happy: "Nowadays, it's really the uncle who owes money..."
Zhou Mingfu laughed: "I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. I have the money, but I won't pay it back. Are you going to bite me?"
Zhou Mingfu's eyes fell on Zhou Manyuan's face again: "Ms. Zhou, I heard that you will be rewarded with a certain percentage of my account if you ask for it back. If Miss Zhou is willing to reward me with a meal in the evening,
I can consider giving the money to you...Miss Zhou, what do you think?"
Zhou Manyuan looked at Zhou Mingfu with disgust and stood up: "Brother Yang, let's go."
Zhou Mingfu snorted coldly: "I won't send it away."
Yang Hao did not move, and looked at Zhou Mingfu with squinted eyes: "It seems that you are determined not to pay back the money?"
Zhou Mingfu laughed loudly: "Boy, leave as soon as you can, otherwise you will have to crawl out. Have you forgotten the fate of the person who came to collect debts from your company before? He was just like you, thinking that he was the uncle, but in the end
Became a grandson..."
Zhou Manyuan took Yang Hao's arm and whispered: "Ignore him, let's go."
Yang Hao frowned slightly, his eyes falling on Zhou Mingfu's face with deep eyes.
Zhou Mingfu's heart jumped for no reason, and he couldn't help but feel a little fear in his heart.
How is this going?
Zhou Manyuan pulled Yang Hao's arm hard again: "Let's go, don't be angry."
Yang Hao lowered his eyelids, and the inexplicable pressure in Zhou Mingfu's heart suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhou Manyuan pulled Yang Hao towards the door. Looking at Yang Hao's tall and broad back, Zhou Mingfu thought about his reaction at that moment and suddenly felt embarrassed. He sneered at Yang Hao's back: "Grandson!
"
Yang Hao's body stiffened slightly, but he soon regained his composure. Zhou Manyuan took his arms with both hands and forced him out of the door.
…
The entrance of Veuve Clicquot Company.
Zhou Manyuan let go of Yang Hao's hand, her face slightly red.
"The money hasn't arrived yet, why did you leave?"
Zhou Manyuan glared at Yang Hao: "That person is not a good person at all. If he keeps talking, I'm afraid we will make the same mistake again..."
Yang Hao knew that Zhou Manyuan was referring to the incident of being beaten by a colleague before, so he shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "That's right, okay, let's go. Hey, these days, the rich are all owing money everywhere, and the poor are even owed money."
Not even qualified..."
Zhou Manyuan rolled her eyes at Yang Hao: "The world is like this, what can we do? Let's go back to the company..."
Yang Hao looked at the sky and said with a smile: "It's almost lunch time. A friend asked me to have lunch. You go back first. I'll go back in the afternoon."
After putting Zhou Manyuan into the taxi, Yang Hao turned around and calmly walked into the Veuve Clicquot Company until the taxi disappeared into the traffic.
The group of card players looked back, and someone laughed strangely and said: "Hey, that kid is back again, and he still dares to come, he is very courageous..."
A strong man with a scar on his face looked at his cards, spat on the ground, slammed the cards on the table, and said coldly: "I think I had some fun today."
The group of people suddenly burst into laughter, unbridled.
Yang Hao ignored the group of minions and went straight to Zhou Fuming's office without knocking and opened the door.
Zhou Fuming was sitting on the sofa chair with his feet up and talking on the phone. He looked at Yang Hao who came in from the door. He was a little stunned. He hung up the phone in a hurry and stood up with a sneer: "Boy, you are very brave. It seems that you are trying to kill me."
What I just said fell on deaf ears."
Yang Hao smiled at Zhou Fuming, walked to the chair opposite Zhou Fuming's desk, sat down, took out a cigarette, held it in his mouth, took a pleasant puff, crossed his legs, and put the lighter on
There was a gentle knock on the table.
"Mr. Zhou, take it out."
Zhou Fuming sneered: "What to take?"
Yang Hao bared his teeth and smiled: "The debt is one million, don't tell me you have no money..."
"You have money." Zhou Fuming sneered and said, "I just said that there is one million in the safe in my office. I just don't know if you have the ability to take it away."
Yang Hao grinned, took a deep drag on the cigarette, and then put out the cigarette on the desk in front of him: "That's good. I'm not afraid that you won't pay back the money, but I'm afraid that you really have no money!"
Zhou Fuming looked at the dark traces left by the cigarette butts on the desk, sneered and pressed the microphone on the table: "Song San, how many people are coming in."
Yang Hao stood up, shrugged his shoulders, and looked at Zhou Fuming mockingly: "Mr. Zhou, I advise you to take out the debt as soon as possible, so as not to hurt your harmony..."
Zhou Fuming lay down on the leather chair, folded his hands on his lower abdomen, and said with gloomy eyes: "I think you have forgotten what happened to the boy who came to collect money from your company before, but I think you will know it soon...
"
boom.
The door was pushed open.
Four or five strong men rushed into the room and surrounded Yang Hao. They stared at Yang Hao with unkind expressions. The leader, a man with a scar on his face and a fierce look, asked Zhou Fuming for instructions: "Mr. Zhou,
how to do?"
Zhou Fuming sneered and said: "This kid looks very awesome. You should teach him a lesson and make him understand that this is not a place for him to run wild."
The man with the scar clenched his fists with a grim smile, and his knuckles crackled: "Mr. Zhou, don't worry, I can beat you so hard that you won't even recognize him."
Zhou Fuming snorted coldly, took out a cigarette, lit it, and prepared to watch the show.
The scarred man turned around and looked at Yang Hao with a ferocious smile, shouting: "Brothers, take care of him..."
Before the scarred man finished speaking, Yang Hao suddenly reached out, grabbed his neck with his big hand, and pulled hard.
boom!
The scarred man's head came into close contact with the solid wood desk. The huge impact caused all the scattered objects on the desk to jump up suddenly.
Zhou Fuming was lying down and getting ready to watch a show when the sudden bump made him drop the cigarette he had just held in his mouth.
Yang Hao calmly let go, and the scarred man collapsed on the desk like a noodle.
Several men around him who were about to take action were startled, and their eyes suddenly filled with fear when they looked at Yang Hao.
Scar Man is Zhou Fuming's number one thug. He is ruthless and dares to fight, but he is dealt with in such a short time? (To be continued)