Chapter 352: Money Trouble
When he returned home, Han Qian locked himself in his room.
Cai Qinghu looked at the closed door, walked downstairs and asked curiously.
"What's wrong? What the hell is going on? Angry with Bai Rou? ”
Warm lying on the sofa pouted.
"I'm sick again, his machismo illness is again, there is no trick at all, Cheng Jin asked him to borrow money, borrowed 200 million, he didn't, it's troublesome."
Cai Qinghu frowned.
"Just 200 million? That's also called money? I thought it was a big deal, I would send it to Cheng Jin later, so why should I count it as half a father. ”
"Cai Qinghu, if you don't have fun, you can go back to Shengjing."
Listening to Han Qian's scolding, Cai Qinghu looked blank and looked at the warmth and asked.
"Am I breaking the rules? Give me back the way? ”
Warm smile.
"It's all said that the machismo is sick, he thinks that Cheng Jin can borrow money from him because they have a good relationship with their grandfather, and this money is not repaid, and if he takes it, he will be in vain, he has already rejected Cheng Jin, it is estimated that it will be uncomfortable."
Cai Qinghu muttered quietly.
"It's not much, isn't Cheng Jin also doing post-disaster reconstruction work with money, I gave him 200 million bai, which was given to my father-in-law Kidd."
Nuan sat up, pinched his feet with both hands and smiled.
"Why are you stupider than me? How do you explain that you gave Cheng Jin money? Did he draw the red line for you and Han Qian? This doesn't make sense, if our company takes it well, it will be donated to the city, but what do you say? Isn't it criticized by others? ”
Cai Qinghu sighed and said warmly.
"Bai Tao went to Lin Zongheng to get money from the company, and I said that I would give this 200 million to get it."
Han Qian said angrily.
"You take a fart, this is a big hole, there is a father over there in Bai Tao, it's not enough for his father to speak, and people in other cities don't dare to say anything, what about Cheng Jin? Who does he have? He dares to take it, Jiang Wei will take him first tomorrow, what company is not a company, why did Niu Guodong commit suicide in the first place, his money was also donated to Yamen'er by others! Go, go, you two play games. ”
Warm sigh.
"Now I don't understand, why can't Cheng Jin get this money?"
In fact, Cheng Jin can take this money, but Han Qian just doesn't want to pay this money in Glory or Changxiang, first of all, these two companies are not warm individuals or Yan Qingqing individuals, there are other people's interests in them.
He didn't want Wen Wen and Yan Qingqing to be criticized.
As for the deposit, maybe there is warmth, and Qian Ling also has it, but if you go to your personal account, Cheng Jin is in trouble, Jiang Wei is looking for an opportunity to clean up and he can't find it, how can there be any truth revealed, there are many people who say it, that is true.
What's more, this money will be gone if it is thrown out, it is basically impossible for Cheng Jin to repay the money, and now Han Qian does not dare to let Cheng Jin get him resources at the yamen, and someone has already begun to ink on the matter of the land and villa in Dongcheng before.
Long looked back at the scenic spot over there that was destroyed by heavy rain, and until now he has not notified Han Qian to rebuild here, which shows that Cheng Jin is not so free now.
White Peach is here.
Han Qian squinted at his phone and dialed Liu Shengge's number.
"Eunuch, take 200 million from the Liu family and give it to Cheng Jin."
"Call Daddy!"
"Daddy."
"Silly son, dad lied to you."
Liu Shengge hung up the phone, and Han Qian was so angry that it was a little difficult to breathe.
Money? Sun Zhenbao has just gotten closer here, and if there is a problem with the fund here, these two old men will run faster than anyone else.
Move the money of glory? Qian Ling and Gao Cheng didn't say anything, but Liu Shengge, the king of the eight calves, didn't agree to hand over the shares at the beginning, and he definitely couldn't make Han Qian happy.
Han Qian dialed An An's phone, and the phone was connected and hung up by him again.
What is it to ask An An for money?
What about the return on investment?
If the borrowed money can be repaid, it will change hands, but it will cost 200 million in one go, and An An's money is harder than anyone else's.
Wei Jiu? This Han Qian didn't want to speak, he had been with him for more than three years when he retired, how could he have so much money in his hands, and if he had money, would he be able to make a comeback?
Headache!
Han Qian called his father-in-law.
"Dad, I'm in a little trouble."
After talking about the matter roughly, Wen Xiao was silent for a few seconds and replied.
"I have the money, you want me to give it, are you sure Cheng Jin can be safe with this money? Are you sure this is not a trap for Cheng Jin? Niu Guodong had an accident because of a similar incident at the beginning, even if Cheng Jin went to disaster relief, who would believe it? And 200 million is not enough at all, you can't solve any problem if you give Cheng Jin now, but it will add more trouble to him, ten years ago, the population of Binhai was 2.8 million, how many are there now? Nearly four million, nearly one million people and animals affected, one dollar per person is one million, ten dollars is 10 million, one hundred yuan is 100 million, it sounds like a lot, but what can this money do? This thing makes Cheng Jin mess, better than anything else. ”
What the old man said is right, it's better to let Wen Wei mess up than anything else, but this old man's character can just watch it like this?
At five o'clock in the evening, Han Qian left the house and rode a motorcycle to the yamen, pushed open the door and walked into Cheng Jin's office, looking at the stacks of cash piled up on the table, looking at Cheng Jin with a cigarette and bloodshot eyes, and frowned.
"You're crazy, aren't you?"
Cheng Jin's voice opened hoarsely.
"I sold my house, where can I live, I don't give money, I will find a way to solve these things myself, I am a parent official! These are donations from the yamen, he~more than 600,000, how much? ”
Han Qian stepped forward and picked up the pocket and put the money in, and then saw the envelope on the table, Han Qian frowned and gritted his teeth.
"Are you really crazy? Dare to accept this kind of envelope? ”
Cheng Jin's eyes were red when he looked at Han Qian, and he choked up.
"One location, thirty million! I sold it and I was able to get the money to compensate the citizens who were affected by the disaster and let them survive the winter! Originally, Binhai's money was enough, but now the above does not admit that the money was moved by Li Shaoqi, if the citizens affected by the coastal disaster are not rescued, the above checks down, I Cheng Jin is dead! It's dead inside and out, why don't I do something useful before I die? ”
Han Qian took the envelope and threw it in Cheng Jin's face and said angrily.
"What are you doing with this little thing? Can't you see that? Then I'll let you listen now! ”
Han Qian took out his hand to call Sun Zhengmin, and after the phone was connected, Han Qian said angrily.
"Why don't you give money?"
Sun Zhengmin sighed.
"Because of what? Because my Qin Yaozu didn't give him face at the party, because Li Shaoqi moved the money, Fu Dong wanted to suppress it, because someone wanted to gild his daughter, because he had a good relationship with you, it was a trap, I said to you bluntly, you just threw Changxiang into it, and you couldn't fill this hole, not to mention that some guys are just waiting for you to throw money into it, if you throw money, you will freeze your two companies immediately, not too much, two months is enough for you to feel uncomfortable, right? You used to threaten to close the door, now are you okay? ”
Han Qian pouted.
"Freeze me for what? Nuan said that my ex-wife, Yan Qingqing and I only have one child. ”
Sun Zhengmin sighed.
"What about childishness? There are 10,000 reasons, there is nothing we can't do, only what you can't think of, Chen Jinye, Fu Dong, Lao Bai, Fang Xiong, Chen Zhan, can't you freeze your two small companies? I'll tell you bluntly, if you give Cheng Jin money, even if it's okay... Pay that bribe, because this money won't give Cheng Jin a chance to go down, understand? ”
"Got it, I'll let Cheng Jin commit suicide now!"
"The money will be in place immediately, and when the time comes, Cheng Jin will be charged with embezzlement of funds, and everyone will die anyway."
"Tell Jiang Wei, I'm! Not alive. ”
Hanging up the phone, Han Qian looked at Cheng Jin.
"Do you hear that now?"
Cheng Jin nodded, but then wiped his tears.
"So what should I do? The document is in front of me, let me solve it, but no one dares to answer my call! ”
Han Qian said angrily.
"What to do? What to do? I'll do it, what can I do, take out the list for me, go to the three eight of the Binhai Hotel to sleep, Qinghu has opened a room there for a year, Qinghu has been living in my house recently, why are you crying? If crying could solve the problem, I, Han Qian, would have flooded the coastal area a long time ago, and I would be more difficult than the Tang monk who learned scriptures from the west. ”
Carrying a bag of money to send back door to door, and then ran to the housing sales center to find the buyer, Han Qian came to the door at twelve o'clock in the morning.
"The house is not sold, you take the money back, I will make up for the difference! If you don't agree, I'll let you eat all the money and choke you to death. ”
In the middle of the night, the people of the real estate ran to work overtime to re-transfer the house.
It was already past three o'clock in the morning when I walked out of the real estate center.
Han Qian squatted on the side of the road, lit a cigarette, and gritted his teeth.
"Damn, they all say I'm the Black Empire, right? Then I'm going to show you what the Black Empire is. ”
A phone call went out.
"There is a plan, I say, you listen, you do, I will take care of the aftermath."
"Han Qian, how many years have you been waiting for you! But I need a guarantee. ”
"My son sent you."
There was silence on the other side of the phone for a long, long time, and after about three minutes, Han Qian said angrily.
"Feng Lun, you died violently?"
"No, I'm thinking! You died violently, your son has to laugh, is there such a father as you? Prepare the list, prepare for the party, prepare for the injury, prepare for happy cooperation. ”
I went to sleep.
(End of chapter)