"Another version?" Zhao Zejun was a little curious, he really hadn't heard of another version. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's the same child, maybe it's a filial son, maybe it's not. The child was pitiful, his mother died when he gave birth to him, and his father was a drunkard, gambler, and often beat him. When he was seven or eight years old, his father left home, so the young children had to earn a living on their own, and suffered from the white eyes and bullying of the villagers......

One day, the government suddenly came to the village to inform that the child's father had become a Jiangyang thief, killing people and stealing goods, doing all kinds of evil, and the government was arresting him. ”

Ding Lan turned around, crossed his arms and asked, "Guess, what has changed in the village?" ”

"The people in the village look down on this child even more and bully him more?"

Zhao Zejun thought about it and shook his head: "That's not right!" The people in the village may look down on him even more, but as long as his father is not caught, no one will dare to bully him anymore. ”

"Yes." Ding Lan nodded, turned around and leaned on the window, looking into the distance, as if telling a story that had nothing to do with her, "This child also understands this, the 'Jiangyang thief father' who can't come back at all is his biggest talisman, he knows how to take advantage of this, and made friends with some local rich and powerful figures, using these relationships, he soon had his own job in the village, built a new house, and his life is getting better day by day."

One day, the government held a bloody human head and asked him to identify it, and he insisted that it was not his father. After that, every time the government caught the robber and asked him to identify it, he denied it. After many years like this, he became richer and more powerful, and gradually, those who had bullied him did not dare to offend him, in addition to being afraid of him, they were even more afraid of offending him, and were killed by his robber father. He believed that one day, he would be strong enough not to need his robber father to take refuge......"

After speaking, he looked back at Zhao Zejun and said with a wry smile: "You should be able to guess it." ”

"Actually, his father was beheaded by the government a long time ago?" Zhao Zejun said.

"Yes. Or, simply change the way of thinking, this child's father was not a Jiangyang thief at all, but he used his wisdom to make the government and villagers mistakenly think that he had a Jiangyang thief's father, and used this talisman to protect himself. Ding Lan said.

"You ......" Zhao Zejun had already understood.

Ding Lan has a network, but behind her, there is no so-called 'mysterious big man' at all.

She used an ambiguous attitude to make everyone believe that the reason why this woman can achieve today's success must be supported by a big person.

In this male-dominated world, all men are willing to believe this.

After finishing speaking, Ding Lan shrugged his shoulders, exhaled a long breath, a little relieved, looked at the silent Zhao Zejun, didn't know whether it was mockery or self-deprecation, and said:

"You have to listen, okay, I'm saying it now, aren't you disappointed? Think I'm too deep in the routine, so it's boring? The excitement of sleeping with a big woman is gone? ””

"At least, I can sleep with you in peace." Zhao Zejun also smiled and beckoned to Ding Lan: "It's a very unpleasant story." It reminds me of duckweed, helpless and on its own. ”

"My Mr. Zhao......" Ding Lan sighed faintly, walked over, held Zhao Zejun's face, and said: "I am a woman, not ugly, and have no background, and I have been bullied a lot before, so I know that if I want to stand in this world and not be bullied to death, I can only fake the tiger." You understand, oh? ”

"Since the words are open, then let me ask you, does Niu Shengli have a leg with you!" Zhao Zejun squinted his eyes and slapped Ding Lan's ass fiercely.

Ding Lan twisted his smile, and then said, "Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Niu is kind to me." But I have nothing to do with him, and I and him, because we should be regarded as elders and juniors. ”

As he spoke, he raised his finger on the top of Zhao Zejun's head slightly, and said with a smile: "I still can't help it, pretend, I think you can still pretend that you don't care about anything?" ”

"Of course, this matter must be asked." Zhao Zejun was stunned.

"Do you think they are all like you, dare to die in order to? Ever since all those rumors, no one has dared to really attack my idea. Over the years, you are the first to dare to think and do. ”

Ding Lan sat on Zhao Zejun's lap, hugged his neck, recalled the past, and smiled softly: "When you brought me back on horseback that night, I was thinking, as long as this little guy really dares to go to my bed, I will really dare to be good to him." ”

Lao Zhao quit, glared and said, "If you change someone at that time, you can also go to your bed?" ”

"But apart from you, those people in the province, it seems that no one else really dares to enter this door. The door is there, and the only one who dares to enter is you, Uncle Zhao. ”

Ding Lan pinched his face and laughed: "Of course, I admit it, the main thing is that you are handsome, young, and rich, so you are satisfied." ”

"That's pretty much it." Zhao Zejun smiled, "I didn't expect that both of us were paper tigers, scaring people." ”

"Uncle Zhao, I've told you everything. Don't blame me for relying on you in the future! Ding Lan stretched out a slender finger and picked Zhao Zejun's chin, smirking.

"It's okay, it's not good!" Zhao Zejun laughed, turned over and pressed her on the bed.

……

Zhao Zejun didn't expect that there was no so-called mysterious big man behind Ding Lan.

The routine is too deep.

Since there is no such big man, in the matter of Ding Lan, he can be tough enough, and he doesn't have to think about the thoughts and feelings of any big man.

Leaving the villa, he contacted Ouyang Jing directly and asked him to come for an interview that night.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Ouyang Jing was already waiting in Shanghe.

Zhao Zejun took a sauna, slept again, and didn't show up until half past eight in the evening.

"Mr. Zhao, I'm really embarrassed about what happened last time, I drank too much that day and took a step first......"

"You also know that I have a good relationship with Mr. Ding...... Right? Zhao Zejun interrupted Ouyang Jing with a smile and asked with interest.

"This was an accident, Mr. Zhao, after all, I invited Ouyang De to dinner, and I am responsible for this." Ouyang Jing Zhengse said.

"If Chengye doesn't exist, you just want to be responsible, but you can't be responsible, right?"

Zhao Zejun waved his hand, interrupted Ouyang Jing, and said, "Say, how much do you want to borrow?" ”

Ouyang Jing was stunned.

Before he came, he had already considered that Zhao Zejun would be guilty of the Ding Lan incident, so he had already thought of a lot of reasonable wording to deal with it, and he was sure that he would definitely help him in the end.

But unexpectedly, Zhao Zejun didn't dwell too much on this matter at all, and that set of rhetoric didn't come in handy at all, but the other party took the initiative to offer to borrow money.

"Hmm...... About 300 million yuan, this is the most urgent, as long as part of the bank loan and arrears of the project money are repaid first, the undertaking can continue to operate. Ouyang Jing calmed down and said.

"How much foreign debt does Chengye have? How many assets? Zhao Zejun asked.

Ouyang Jing frowned and asked why is this?

These data are not secrets, if the other party wants to check, they can also find out, so they said: "The total debt is about 600 million, assets, three vacant land, two real estate under construction, a community ready to open, the community that opened before, and more than 100 houses are stuck in hand, and the property is also undertaken." ”

"Well...... Zhao Zejun nodded: "I can borrow money from you, 300 million is no problem." I don't ask you for any benefits, but this money is calculated as a bridge loan. ”

"Bridge loans?" Ouyang Jing's face changed slightly.

In unprofessional terms, to put it simply, a bridge loan is a temporary loan to help a company in difficulty to 'cross the bridge', which is a temporary loan and emergency money.

Because it is a short-term use to solve major financial difficulties, the interest rate of bridge loans is generally very high, and the bridge loans in southern Jiangsu Province are calculated according to the daily interest rate, which is between 3 and 4 thousandths.

A bridge loan of 300 million yuan has an interest of more than 1 million a day.

Therefore, for enterprises with poor capital turnover, bridge loans are tantamount to drinking water to quench their thirst, and if they are not careful, this bridge will become a bridge of helplessness.

Chengye's capital turnover is not good, even if Ouyang De lets go, Chengye wants to recover, it will take a few months to say the least, not to mention that Ouyang De is eyeing the side, and at this time, going through the bridge loan is tantamount to adding insult to injury, and personally pushing the company to the point of bankruptcy and bankruptcy.

Ouyang Jing would rather sell some of the company's assets than go through the bridge loan.

"Where's the collateral?" Ouyang Jing asked with the last glimmer of hope.

Zhao Zejun said lightly: "All the equity and assets of Chengye." By the way, you don't have to pay back this loan. ”

"What!" Ouyang Jing jumped up without hanging.

He is usually quite personable, with a hideous expression, red face and red ears, and even his nostrils seem to be spraying sparks outward.

Zhao Zejun's expression remained unchanged, picked up the teacup, and drank tea quietly.

"Are you going to use 300 million to swallow the entire Chengye?! It's too dark! "Ouyang Jing almost roared out!

No wonder he lost his temper.

You don't have to pay it back, what does that mean? It is to give all the collateral to the other party, and make Chengye Zhao Zejun's industry reasonable and legal!

The entire undertaking industry is a billion-scale industry! And real estate is still heating up! What is the difference between 300 million and sending and grabbing?

Even Ouyang De, who had shown the carriage and horses at the beginning, put on a fierce and vicious expression, if he wanted to swallow Chengye, the requirement was nothing more than 60%, and he himself could still have 40% left, and it was likely that he would continue to be in charge of Chengye.

And the 'friend' in front of him, who was kind and willing to support him, opened his mouth wide and fell into the well, wanting to swallow the entire Chengye with a mere 300 million bites.

"Black?"

Zhao Zejun put the teacup in his hand on the table lightly and sank his face.

looked at Ouyang Jing and said, word by word: "Ouyang Jing, your eldest brother is going to swallow your business, and the entire southern Jiangsu Province is silent, who is willing to lend a helping hand to you?" It's me Zhao Zejun! Although I have never regarded you as a friend, at least we are not enemies, and I don't like Ouyang De's way of doing things, a company that has worked hard should not fall so miserably. But what are you doing? ”

"You're helping?! You're trying to kill me all! Ouyang Jing lost his voice and roared.

"That's because you're looking for your own death."

Zhao Zejun slapped the table and said sharply: "You think you don't know about those little cleverness?" Let Ouyang De provoke Ding Lan lightly, not only did he not really offend me, but also made me feel bad for Ouyang De, forcing me to join forces with you to fight Ouyang De? Would you rather make it up to me afterwards? ”

His tone became more and more stern, "You think I have to be coerced by you for the sake of face?!" ”

Ouyang Jing was startled, his expression frozen, "Mr. Zhao, my original intention was not ......"

"I don't care what you mean!"

Zhao Zejun interrupted him and said seriously: "Ouyang Jing, let me tell you, I can help my friends, and even help the enemies I admire, but I will never be allowed to be used as a tool!" ”