Before signing, Jiang Zongming raised his head and happened to meet Meng Dazheng's gaze.

"Come over here. Jiang Zongming gestured to Meng Dazheng.

Puzzled and curious, Meng Dazheng naturally hurriedly walked over, and the young woman also stepped forward with good things.

"This ......" Meng Dazheng looked at the list on the table with a blank expression, and then looked at the judge.

"4.52 million?!" the young woman exclaimed.

Looking at Meng Dazheng's expression, Jiang Zongming knew that he didn't know the money at all. Also, if he had the ability to pay the amount, the pharmaceutical company would not have entered bankruptcy liquidation.

However, who would pay this huge sum of money without saying a word?

It's a pity that the payment slip does not need the payer's signature, and there has never been such a live Lei Feng incident that the parties don't know at all, and the amount is not 45,000, but 4.5 million!

"It looks like your pharmaceutical factory doesn't need to be liquidated anymore. Jiang Zongming said to Meng Dazheng with a slightly wry smile. Secretly being done a good deed, sometimes it's quite helpless.

Jiang Zongming's father has high blood pressure, and the medicine produced by Taizheng Pharmaceutical Factory has been using is cheap and easy to use. Taisho Pharmaceutical Factory is going to close down, and he is actually distressed.

"But it's impossible!" Meng Dazheng still didn't believe what he saw.

The pharmaceutical company can't support it, it's not a matter of a day or two, he has been struggling to support it two or three years ago, and he is trying to find investors, but because Meng Dazheng insists on using his ancestral prescription to produce low-cost drugs, many investors are discouraged. After all, the ultimate goal of investment is to get a return.

"Maybe this person will contact you soon. Jiang Zongming said.

After all, pie will not fall from the sky, who doesn't take money as money and do good deeds casually?

But even so, Meng Dazheng still felt incredible.

At the same time, the young woman also saw the contents of this list, and her face changed immediately, and she stomped her feet angrily: "The old lady thinks that you have no money, so you let so much, it turns out that you can still pay four or five million! You can't bully people like this!"

While shouting loudly, the woman took out the mediation letter she had just gotten in her hand and was about to start tearing it.

"The mediation agreement was torn up, and the mediation agreement came into effect. The young man clerk quickly explained.

"You're a liar to me! he's rich!" the young woman shouted. It's 400,000 cheaper, but she's 400,000 less!

"These are two cases, and it has nothing to do with whether he has money or not. Jiang Zongming frowned.

"I don't care! Anyway, this mediation is over! I won't sue the case, it's a big deal to go to his factory to make trouble!"

While shouting, the young woman looked around and saw a stack of newspapers on the coffee table, so she stepped forward angrily and swept the newspapers to the ground. Then he kicked over the trash can.

Meng Dazheng shook his head speechlessly. He has nothing now, and he's really not afraid of people. At this point, he just wanted to know who the person who had paid him four or five million for execution.

However, in this case, the judge's office is in shambles.

Jiang Zongming, on the other hand, picked up the phone and called the bailiff, who was unreasonable in his office, which had affected his normal work.

At this moment, Meng Dazheng's mobile phone rang. At first glance, the caller ID was called by Ma Bohua from the New Bureau of Culture, Radio, and Television.

"Director Ma. ”

"Director Meng. ”

"Ah, just call me Lao Meng. "Meng Dazheng is very embarrassed to hear people call him Director Meng now, because he, the factory director, has brought down the entire pharmaceutical factory, which is quite embarrassing.

"No, no, no, Director Meng, the throat lozenge I told you about yesterday ......"

"Oh! I found five more packs from the warehouse, but the date is a bit near, and there is still more than half a year to go. ”

"Okay, okay! I'll go get it!"

"I'm not in the factory right now, and there's no one in the factory...... Otherwise, I'll send it to you in the evening. ”

Indeed, since yesterday, Meng Dazheng has even dismissed the uncle who guards the door, and now the factory has been completely closed, and there is really no one left. It stands to reason that the inventory is also going to be liquidated, but it's just a few packets of throat lozenges, and no one cares.

"No, no, when do you go to the factory, or I'll get it. ”

Because Ma Bohua insisted so much, Meng Dazheng did not continue to be polite. But he suddenly thought of another thing: "Yesterday you said that a boss was very interested in this throat lozenge of mine?"

"yes, didn't he contact you? I gave him your number and your assistant's number. Ma Bohua said on the phone.

Obviously, Yu Qing had already resigned a few days ago, so it was useless for this boss to call. As for himself, he did not receive any calls from his strange boss.

"If he's interested in this throat lozenge, I can talk to him about the patent rights of the formula. ”

"You're willing to sell the formula?!"

On the other end of the phone, Ma Bohua was obviously very surprised. Because if Meng Dazheng was willing to sell formulas early, his factory would definitely not be unable to support it.

Of course, Meng Dazheng also knows that many people want the formula of their own medicine, but he doesn't want the medicine to cost only one or two cents, and it will be sold for hundreds of yuan in the end, which is nothing more than making a beautiful packaging and making a series of advertisements.

But this time, he had an intuition that there must be a connection between this person who inexplicably paid the execution fee for himself, and the non-local boss who Ma Bohua said was interested in the throat lozenges in his factory.

Although Ma Bohua couldn't understand Song Qian's thoughts, because of those packets of throat lozenges, it was relatively easy for Meng Dazheng and Song Qian to meet.

Meng Dazheng and Wang Bao's mistress, the young woman, went out of the court at the same time, but one walked out in a dignified manner, and the other was pulled out by two bailiffs.

Out of the court, Meng Dazheng went straight to his factory, of course, mainly to get throat lozenges from the warehouse, and then prepared to meet the big boss from out of town.

……

A corner of the hotel lobby area.

"How are you?!"

As soon as Meng Dazheng saw Song Qian, he blurted out in surprise.

Although there is no intersection, but when I met in the court in the afternoon, I bumped into each other, Meng Dazheng has a very strong ability to remember people since he was a child, and naturally he will not forget it.

Of course, Song Qian knew that it was Meng Dazheng who came, and he knew it when he met him in the court filing hall.

At this time, Meng Dazheng still showed various wealth values on the top of his head. This is an exclusive message that can only be seen by the "Golden Eye" after gaining the favor of the God of Wealth.

[Meng Dazheng, male, 45 years old]

[Total wealth: 2.4 billion]

[Current wealth: 1.46 million]

[Drug patent income: 80 million]

[Taizheng Pharmaceutical Group equity: 1.82 billion]

[Taizheng Serious Illness Fund: 300 million]

……

From the current wealth of more than three million two hours ago, to the current wealth of more than one million, this is obviously due to the arrears paid to him by Song Qian.