If you can auction the land to pay off the loan, you can go directly to the judicial process. Such a simple matter, why did Cui Hao insist on suspending himself to collect loans? Is it to give himself a little color, or to show his authority as a general manager?

Maybe it's all possible, Li Ji thought to himself. If this is the case, it is just a false alarm, and Li Ji is also relieved. Looking back, it is true that you are too serious about doing things yourself, and it is easy to offend others. When Wan Cheng was there before, he also said him many times.

But the country is easy to change, and the nature is difficult to change. Li Ji may have inherited his father's temperament, admitting death and not being active.

Before Li Ji graduated from college, his father died. This also became a lifelong regret that he could not make up.

Li Ji's father was the mayor of a town in the eastern mountains of Fengcheng before his death.

Integrity, strong work ability, no favoritism, selflessness, no reputation, but because of this, he has offended many people.

Until his death, several of his subordinates became the heads of this department and that department in the city, and he was still a town mayor.

My mother has said many times that Li Ji should not learn from my father, elm pimple, a tendon, always offend people. I'm going to get married next year, and my temper has to be changed even more. After the loan is cleared, I have to think of ways to improve the relationship with Cui Hao.

Having made up his mind, Li Ji's heart also relaxed. But there is still one thing that lingers in his mind and lingers, which makes Li Ji feel at ease.

What is going on with that personal guarantee document? Who insisted on pulling him in? And for what?

Li Ji couldn't figure it out.

He picked up the copy of his ID card and looked at it carefully. The copy was very clear, but Li Ji could see at a glance that it was a second copy, and there were some faint scratches on it.

A copy of your ID card is available in many files, and it is not difficult to find this. But that person's seal is well kept, how did it run to the guarantee document?

The folded corner inspection seal is indeed his own one, not a secretly engraved seal.

For a while, Li Ji was also confused.

After lunch, Li Ji didn't even take a nap, and looked at the pile of credit information. One moment is relieved, the other is nervous, and there is a feeling of gain and loss in my heart, which is always difficult to go.

I didn't realize that it was time to go to work. Xiao Zhu walked in with a sad face, and his words were still angry: "Mr. Li, I went up to ask for a car, and people said that the car was out." ”

People walk tea cool. But Li Jiren hasn't left yet, and the tea is already cold.

"If you don't have a car, you don't have a car," Li Ji waved his hand, "You go to the administration department to see if they have a car there." ”

Xiao Zhu turned around and took two steps, and then retreated. He walked up to Li Ji, pressed the table with both hands, leaned over, and lowered his voice: "Head, I heard those people above secretly say that Mr. Cui confessed in private, even if he has a car, he won't use it." ”

Li Ji let out an "ah", smiled faintly, and changed his mind: "Forget it, don't go to the administration department, let's call a taxi." ”

The three of them went downstairs. When I met a few colleagues, I said hello silently, and I lost all of my excitement yesterday.

Li Ji didn't care either. The three of them quickly got into the car, and more than 20 minutes later, they were already standing downstairs in the Marriott Building.

In the afternoon sun, the Marriott Building is still standing as before, and the four golden characters are still magnificent, but Li Ji's heart is not a taste.

Looking at the top of the tall building, Li Ji couldn't imagine what kind of struggle Wan Cheng would have before he died, what could make him give up his life.

"Head, shall we go up?" Xiao Zhu saw that Li Ji had been standing still, so he hurriedly asked.

"Okay, go up." Only then did Li Ji come back to his senses, patted Xiao Zhu's shoulder, and the three of them walked into the building one after the other.

Xiao Zhang is obviously a regular customer here. He said to the doorman, but he didn't even register, so he led Li Ji and Xiao Zhu and went directly into the elevator.

The financing department is on the eighteenth floor. Xiao Zhang asked the financing manager who was in constant contact with him, and said that Mr. Zhu was in a meeting and asked them to wait in the conference room.

The person in charge of the financing department is called Zhu Cong, who is Wan Cheng's brother-in-law. Wan Cheng's wife is called Zhu Hui, and she was Wan Cheng's neighbor when he was a child. These two people are very familiar with Li Ji.

After waiting for more than an hour, the sun's rays shining on the window pane dimmed, and Zhu Cong took hurried steps and pushed the door in.

Seeing Li Ji at a glance, Zhu Cong was a little surprised. Hurriedly walked a few steps, with an apologetic face: "Mr. Li, what wind blew you here today?" ”

Li Ji stood up and smiled at Zhu Cong: "There is a loan, the bank asked me to take a look." ”

"I know, I know," Zhu Cong nodded, sat down opposite Li Ji, and his face darkened, "Wan Dong's matter has made people panic. This morning, we have received several groups of people from the bank. ”

"Hard, hard." Li Ji nodded again and again, "I was also sent by fate, so I had to come." ”

"However, please rest assured Mr. Li," Zhu Cong coughed lightly and withdrew the hand on the table, "Marriott Group is currently operating normally, and the old chairman is going to come out again after the meeting today." ”

"Oh, that's good, that's good." Li Ji's heart also let go of a lot. The stall of the Marriott Group in front of me is probably only Wan Daming can clean it up.

Wan Cheng's father, Wan Daming, although he was born as a farmer, has a flexible mind, likes to read, and is very business-minded, and the Marriott Group was founded by him.

What's even more admirable is that when he was in his fifties, Wan Daming also went to read an MBA seriously.

Li Ji has been to this conference room many times before. Many loan contracts were personally obtained by Li Ji with the account manager, and Wan Cheng was invited to sign them in person.

The evening sun was shining through the cracks in the curtains, painting the room a hazy golden yellow. Li Ji was suddenly in a trance, as if he saw Wan Chengcheng sitting opposite him and smiling at him.

"Mr. Li, are you here today to ask about that loan?" Zhu Cong's words pulled Li Ji's thoughts back.

"Oh," Li Ji calmed down, looking down at the notebook spread out, "It's a working capital loan last year, with an amount of 100 million." ”

"Working capital loans? 100 million? Zhu Cong repeated in his mouth, his brows twisted.

"What, isn't it?" Li Ji's heart sank, and he couldn't help but straighten up, staring at Zhu Cong intently.

"You, you let me think about it," Zhu Cong agreed, as if he was talking to himself, "100 million, such a large amount, I shouldn't not remember." ”

After a long while, Zhu Cong finally looked at Li Ji, shook his head, and said with great certainty: "No, absolutely not!" ”

No! Absolutely nothing!

Zhu Cong's words were no less than a huge thunderbolt exploding above Li Ji's head. Li Ji's face was shocked, his hand shook, and the celadon teacup knocked over to the ground and rolled out a long way.

Li Ji jumped up from the chair suddenly!