Nothing has to be sold! This is no different from a shell company!
Faced with such an embarrassing situation, Zheng Cheng couldn't be happy at all, and he even wanted to cry.
Due to the shortage of funds on hand and the need to repay the high-interest loan next Monday, Zheng Cheng had no choice but to call "Tihua Skin Care Products Company" for help.
However, the head office is also a bit short of funds and cannot help Zheng Cheng much.
As the saying goes, "You can't fight a fire that is far away", so the headquarters can only act anxiously.
Maybe the headquarters couldn't count on him, so Zheng Cheng personally called his ally...Qian Duoxin!
"Dudududu!"
The phone rang a few times and someone answered.
At this time, Qian Duoxin's voice came from the other end of the phone, but what was different from usual was that Qian Duoxin's voice was a little cold, as if he didn't know Zheng Cheng.
Since Zheng Cheng was eager to discuss things, he didn't take this little thing to heart.
"We don't have enough money! Now my company is in trouble because its capital chain is cut off. You have to help me!"
Zheng Cheng said in a very frustrated tone.
"Help you? How?"
Qian Duoxin asked lightly with a cold tone.
"I know you are tight on money, but can you lend me 50 million to help with turnover? As long as I get through the difficulties, we can re-divide the South China market." Zheng Cheng opened his mouth and stated his conditions.
"Okay! Let's meet and talk at the Dynasty Hotel tonight!"
Qian Duoxin gave instructions and said.
"Okay, okay! See you then!"
Zheng Cheng had an excited expression on his face, and after hanging up the phone, he looked very proud.
"Yi Zihao? You want to kill me? No way!"
Zheng Cheng smiled sinisterly, as if he still kept it in the dark.
…
That night!
Zheng Cheng rushed to the Dynasty Hotel and saw Qian Duoxin and Fan Jianqiang in the hotel box.
"Young man, you have to give me a hand! I have no money on hand!" Zheng Cheng pretended to be pitiful and said.
However, at this moment, Qian Duoxin shrugged, spread his hands, and said with a helpless expression: "Master Zheng! Actually, I don't have any money either."
"Forehead?"
Suddenly, Zheng Cheng was dumbfounded, and then asked in confusion, "Young Master Qian, since you have no money, why did you ask me to come out?"
"I don't have money, but someone has money!"
Qian Duoxin said lightly, with a look of pity on Zheng Cheng who was kept in the dark.
"Oh? Who is the big boss?"
In an instant, Zheng Cheng was pleasantly surprised, but at this moment, the door of the box opened.
A playful and joking voice came from outside the door, "The big boss is... me!"
Um? Why does this voice sound so familiar, as if I’ve heard it somewhere before?
Zheng Cheng looked slightly startled, then looked toward the door.
The result is fine if you don’t see it, but you will be shocked when you see it!
The man who appeared at the door was the man Zheng Cheng hated so much... Ye Zihao!
"Little money, what does this mean?"
In an instant, Zheng Cheng was shocked. He always felt like he was being played. What was aggrieved was that he had not recovered yet.
"Zheng Cheng!"
"We are undercover!"
At this time, Qian Duoxin and Fan Jianqiang responded in unison and said.
"Paralysis! You...you betrayed me?"
Suddenly, Zheng Cheng suddenly became extremely angry, his face was red with anger, his neck was thick, and his eyes were so wide that they were almost bulging.
"We were also forced!"
Qian Duoxin looked aggrieved. You must know that he and Fan Jianqiang were poisoned by the black drug Suan Xin Pill. If he didn't obey Ye Zihao's order, he would have only one end, and that would be...death!
"You... you! Paralysis! A bunch of bastards!"
Zheng Cheng was so angry that he started to smoke and pointed at Qian Duoxin and the others to drive.
At this time, when Ye Zihao saw that Zheng Cheng was about to have a mental breakdown due to being driven by him, he had a proud expression on his face.
He sat down and saw Fan Jianqiang pouring him a cup of tea immediately, and said very respectfully, "Brother Hao! Drink tea!"
"Um!"
Ye Zihao smiled with satisfaction, and at this time, Qian Duoxin was not willing to lag behind. Seeing him take out a cigarette, he said with a flattering expression: "Brother Hao, smoke!"
"Um!"
Ye Zihao nodded, seemingly satisfied with their service attitude, while Zheng Cheng, who was standing aside, saw Qian Duoxin and the others like dogs trying to please their masters, and he was so angry that he was shaking all over.
"Oh shit!"
"You guys have some dignity, okay?"
Zheng Cheng scolded and said.
"What the hell do you know!"
As a result, Qian Duoxin and the others retorted in unison.
In fact, they don't want to be like a dog to please Ye Zihao, but there is nothing they can do about it? Their lives are all being strangled by Ye Zihao. If he is unhappy in any way, he will not give him the antidote. At that time, he will
Isn’t it a life-threatening situation?
Dignity and life!
Qian Duoxin and the others chose life without hesitation. In the face of life, dignity is nothing!
"You...you guys!"
Zheng Cheng had an expression of hatred for steel, and he was so angry that he could not speak.
At this time, Ye Zihao crossed his legs and said coldly, "Master Zheng! I heard from Master Qian that you are short of money recently, so I came here to meet you! How about I lend you some money?"
Want to play with me?"
"But, no matter how much money I lend you, you can't beat me! You'd better go back to East China while you don't lose your underwear at the scene!"
Ye Zihao was very arrogant and did not take Zheng Cheng seriously at all.
"You... don't be so damn stupid, I won't give in so easily!" Zheng Cheng looked angry, and then said to Qian Duoxin, "Qian Duoxin! Don't believe his words easily, he is
Despicable villain, we signed the agreement in the first place, we are the true allies!"
However, at this moment, Ye Zihao took out a piece of white paper from his body and said calmly, "Are you referring to this agreement?"
"This...is this?"
In an instant, Zheng Cheng became shocked because he saw that there was his own signature on the white paper, but what was strange was that the white paper was blank.
Since it is a blank piece of paper, how can it have my own signature?
At this time, Zheng Cheng was dumbfounded.
At this time, Ye Zihao also saw something from his surprised expression. He smiled faintly and then asked, "Mr. Zheng! Do you think why you signed on a blank piece of paper?"
"..."
Zheng Cheng said nothing, seeming to acquiesce to Ye Zihao's words.
"Actually, you don't have to feel strange. You must have heard of the same thing, right?"
"Like... faded pen!"
The corners of Ye Zihao's mouth raised slightly, and his smile was very playful.