The lobby of Building A of the Development Bank Headquarters.
A group of well-dressed beasts were looking at their boss not far away.
Inviting Li Xing to the side, Huang Youying, who had gray hair, spoke slowly: "For some reasons, the Development Bank lost the antique gold you deposited with us. Due to operational problems, there is no way to pay you back for the time being."
The smile on Li Xing's face slowly faded.
There was no need for Li Xing to say harsh words, Huang Youying said consciously: "According to the agreement, you will be compensated four times as much, and I will give you 99,000 pounds of ordinary gold. The rest will be offset by the two buildings of the Development Bank headquarters."
Li Xing quickly calculated in his mind that 99,000 pounds of ordinary gold was worth about 2.78 billion yuan, which meant that the old man wanted to use two buildings to offset 8.34 billion yuan.
"Not enough." Li Xing did quick mental calculations, mainly because of the good location. "The land + construction of these two buildings are only worth 4.5 billion yuan at most."
"We have encountered some difficulties," Huang Youying further said. "We hope that the remaining 3.84 billion yuan can be extended for one month."
While thinking, Li Xing shook his head and reminded: "The Development Bank has a yacht marina and a hotel in Busan and Gangneung respectively, which can just offset the cost."
Huang Youying felt a mouthful of blood gushing out from his heart. At this moment, he wanted to default on the debt! ! !
However, as an old man who has seen big storms, Huang Youying chose to endure it and finally asked:
"We have encountered a problem. We hope that you and the people you represent will not take advantage of the opportunity to run, let alone leak the news. All delivered buildings will be leased back to us for one year free of charge."
After thinking for two or three seconds, Li Xing agreed.
I couldn't wait until the next day, and that afternoon included two buildings at the Development Bank headquarters.
Two marinas and two hotels were all transferred for 1 yuan.
After doing these things, in the evening, Li Xing met Zhang Jing at the Hilton Hotel next to the Han River in Jiangnan District.
Standing in front of the window, looking at the city scenery outside, Li Xing quickly introduced what happened in two minutes.
At the end of the conversation, Li Xing looked back at Zhang Jingdao: "You can choose an ordinary 99,000 pounds of gold + 8.34 billion yuan in cash; or you can choose two buildings + two hotels + two yacht docks + 2.78 billion yuan in cash."
Seemingly given two options, Zhang Jing would definitely choose gold or cash, and asked Li Xing: "What does the Xu family want?"
"Entities," Li Xing said frankly, "entities hold their value better, and you can use entities to pay off debts if you owe money."
Zhang Jinghehe, just like Chinese cabbage, some people like the leaves and some like the stems, so he decided: "I want gold + cash."
Li Xing nodded and asked Zhang Jing strangely: "Did the Development Bank really be robbed by robbers?"
Zhang Jing shook his head and said he didn't know. He really didn't know.
There was nothing else to do. Before Li Xing left, he stopped at the door of the hotel room and finally asked: "There are eighty or ninety Lianyu, six or seven in one night, is it true?"
"Fake," Zhang Jing retorted angrily with a ball of black thread, "Fake news! It's all fake news! Bangzi deliberately slandered me!"
Li Xing smiled and left.
After seeing off Li Xing, Zhang Jing called Yunique, "The Development Bank has been hollowed out and important assets have been sold off."
Yunique's heart was beating. She had no idea about such a big thing, and no one knew about it.
Because the matter was serious, the girl asked repeatedly: "Are you sure?"
"Are you sure? Do you want 8.34 billion more bullets?"
"I want it," Yunique licked her lips frantically, "I want it all!"
"I'll let Barbie pass it on to you." Zhang Jing also wanted to go to the nightclub, "It's fine."
"Wait a minute," Younik stopped Zhang Jing from hanging up the phone and asked seriously, "Aren't you afraid of my betrayal?"
Zhang Jing was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and said equally seriously, "If betrayal can eliminate your inner unhappiness, you can betray me. After that, you will still be my daughter."
Temasek, one of the many skyscrapers, among countless lamps, Yunike huddled behind a desk with tears streaming down her face.
After hanging up the phone with his adopted daughter, Zhang Jing went straight to the nightclub.
It’s not that Zhang Jing doesn’t have enough control
, it is true that the Smecta woman in the nightclub is too white, too big and too beautiful.
While Zhang Jing was partying in the nightclub, Li Xing called Wen Li and introduced the cause and effect of the incident.
At the end of the conversation, Li Xing asked Wen Li for instructions: "Should we attack Development Bank in the market?"
"Zhang Jing must have made arrangements to let him take the first bite first, so that you won't be considered a dishonest Huang Youying, and I won't look too embarrassed in front of the juniors. Let's start the arrangements now, and then short the entire Bangzi financial market."
Li Xing reminded his boss, "That would be a disaster."
"The disaster is something that will happen in the next three or four years. Rather than waiting for someone to be ready, it is better for us to detonate it in advance."
Li Xing should be.
Zhang Jing didn't know the content of the chat between Li Xing and Wen Li. Today was his lucky day. He was introduced to a pair of beautiful twin sisters by a female friend with whom he had a relationship.
Wow, Zhang Jinghao spent 120,000 yuan and opened a 30-liter bottle of Ace of Spades on the spot, directly capturing the beauty's heart, and then went to the bathroom to do some work.
Finally, for a moment, Zhang Jing realized that the happiness of the Bangzi Chaebol was truly wonderful.
If the Bangzi Chaebol knew what Zhang Jing was thinking, they would definitely sneer at it. The sisters are not even worthy of carrying their shoes in their happiness.
****, ****, and ****, these are the real happiness.
While Zhang Jing was partying in the nightclub, Bangzi's network was in full swing.
There is no news about the Development Bank on the Internet. Everyone is paying attention to the sinking of the "Doctor".
The first is: scolding.
Countless people scolded the government on the Internet, scolding them for not doing anything, scolding them for not doing anything, scolding them for not only failing to do anything, but also scolding them for preventing fishing boats from rescuing people. Z.br>
At the same time, the "Doctor" cruise ship was completely exposed.
It turns out that this is a forty-year-old over-the-top seagoing ship that originally belonged to the Japanese country. After it was decommissioned, it was bought and renovated by a wealthy man.
This rich man was one of the shareholders of the Development Bank. After the incident, this person disappeared and no trace could be found.
The omnipotent netizen also exposed that this rich man is also the founder of a cult, believes in the theory of human extinction, and is a complete villain.
As for the "throw" of the cruise ship while traveling at high speed, netizens speculated one after another. Some said the ship was thrown off its anchor while traveling, and some said it hit a submarine.
The most interesting thing is that Governor Bangzi actually said this at the press conference this afternoon: "Their sacrifice is worth it, and we will always remember it."
Zaizai's taste is terrible.
Next is: Guess.
In countless discussions, more than 90% of netizens believed that the sinking of the Doctor was a man-made disaster, and more than 80% of netizens believed that it was a sacrifice!
Zhang Jing took the time to look at his phone while running errands in the bathroom, and also had his own thoughts, thinking about the animals that got on board the ship alive with ear tags, and the unreasonable amount of cash in the casino.
I guess netizens are right.
Those who listen to the captain will most likely be "sacrificed".
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