When Li Ji walked into Cui Hao's office, he was looking down at a document.
Hearing the movement at the door, Cui Hao just raised his face, nodded slightly, and motioned for Li Jixian to sit down, but his eyes still stayed on the documents.
Li Ji sat down on the chair in front of his desk and casually looked at a painting hanging on the wall behind Cui Hao.
Among the rocks and dry grass, a hare is running hard. In the mid-air not far behind it, a goshawk spread its wings, stretched out its sharp talons, and swooped towards it. The clouds are dark and the sky is low, the grass is slanted, and it seems that the whistling wind can be heard.
Li Jin stared intently, feeling faintly moved. For a moment, he felt like he was the rabbit being hunted.
"Mr. Li!" Cui Hao's voice interrupted Li Ji. He quickly looked away and looked at Cui Hao.
"Not bad," Cui Hao turned around, looked at the painting on the wall, and smiled proudly, "I asked someone to get it from the provincial capital with a lot of effort. It is Master Qi's own handwriting!"
Master Qi's name is Qi Huang, and he is one of the few great painters in China. His paintings are not only expensive, but also hard to find in the market.
"Yeah, it's a good painting!" Li Ji nodded, "Haha, Mr. Cui has made a fortune."
"Haha, it's a joke." Cui Hao laughed even harder, then turned around, straightened his face, and said, "Okay, let's get down to business first."
Li Ji nodded and looked at Cui Hao quietly.
"Mr. Li, you may be a little emotional..."
Li Ji didn't speak, and his expression didn't even change.
"However, this is the decision of the bank, and there is nothing I can do about it," Cui Hao paused, and seeing that Li Ji still didn't answer, he continued, "As you know, President Tao also nodded on this matter."
Li Ji listened silently, without blinking, but still didn't speak.
"If you have any ideas, you can talk to me in private first." After being silent for a long time, Cui Hao spoke again, with a very friendly look on his face, "As long as I can help, just say it. "
Li Ji felt nauseous for no reason. He thought for a while and said, "Mr. Cui, I think there is something wrong with the personal guarantee document..."
"Don't mention this matter again," Cui Hao interrupted Li Ji directly, "Didn't President Tao say that we can wait until the clearance is completed?"
"But if the guarantee document was not signed by me, it was forged by someone else..."
"What did you say?" An imperceptible panic quickly flashed through Cui Hao's eyes. He suddenly stood up and sneered, "Mr. Li, are you kidding me? It's clearly your signature on it, written in black and white... …”
"Can……"
"But, what's wrong!" Cui Hao slapped the table, his face distorted, "Now you hand over the work at hand to Wang Wensheng. From today on, you will go to the fifth floor to work, and we will wait until the loan is cleared!"
"You..." Li Ji was so angry that he couldn't speak.
"This is the decision of the industry, please obey it!" Cui Hao emphasized. Li Ji's blood suddenly surged to the top of his head, and he bit his lower lip.
"Okay, I'm still busy here, go and handle the handover." In an instant, Cui Hao had put on a smiling face.
Li Ji still wanted to speak, but Cui Hao waved his hand, sat back, picked up the document, lowered his head, and stopped looking at Li Ji.
Li Ji was trembling all over, and his chest was heaving violently. He gasped, wanting to rush forward immediately and punch Cui Hao hard.
Cui Hao picked up the tea cup without looking at Li Ji, as if such a person did not exist in front of him. His head shook slowly, and he breathed heavily, blowing the foam on the mouth of the cup gently, making a slight sound.
Li Ji clenched his fists and tried his best to control himself. He knew very well that there was no point in doing anything other than collecting the loan honestly at the moment, unless he didn't want to do it anymore.
But at this moment, I don't even have this choice. You can leave if you want, but first repay the 100 million loan and then talk.
One hundred million, I can't even dream of it.
After a long while, Li Ji finally lowered his eyes, turned around and strode out without saying a word.
Cui Hao raised his head, looked at the door, took a sip of tea slowly, put the cup down gently, and showed an imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth.
The fifth floor is the bank's archives, and no one usually works there. Now the company has specially set aside the two easternmost rooms as Li Ji's special offices.
Li Ji finished handing over to Wang Wensheng without saying a word and returned to his office. He simply packed up his things, put them into the two boxes that originally contained printing paper, and carried them out of the door.
When I walked to the fifth floor, I went in and saw that Xiao Zhu and Xiao Zhang had cleaned the room and reserved a large room for Li Ji.
Xiao Zhang is the direct person in charge of this loan, so he cannot escape.
Xiao Zhu was brought over intentionally by Li Ji and Cui Hao.
It's not easy to be a polished commander. No matter when, there must be someone who is trustworthy, reliable, and capable of doing things.
"Why would I need such a big room by myself?" Li Ji looked around the two rooms, moved the cardboard box into the small room, and looked back at Xiao Zhu, "You two, take the bigger one."
The room had not been used for a long time and had a faint musty smell. Li Ji placed his things, walked over, and opened the window wider.
He stood on the balcony and looked out for a few times, then walked to the door and called Xiao Zhang over.
Xiao Zhang is actually much older than Li Ji and is an old employee of the credit department. Maybe he was used to shouting. Everyone shouted that, even if they were younger than him, he didn't take it seriously.
Xiao Zhang is in Wang Wensheng’s group.
Wang Wensheng is a veteran of credit, but in terms of business, he is basically a bastard. However, he is smart, knows how to get things done, is good at flattering leaders, and has some unclear social connections, so he is highly appreciated by Cui Hao.
Xiao Zhang encountered some business problems and often consulted Li Ji privately. Li Jizhi said everything without reservation, and Xiao Zhang was very grateful. It's difficult to say that the relationship between the two is close, but they are not inseparable either.
However, now that Xiao Zhang saw Li Ji, he seemed to have an indescribable fear and shrank.
"Xiao Zhang, how did you become a big girl?" Li Ji couldn't help but joke when he saw Xiao Zhang's appearance.
Xiao Zhang blushed and muttered: "No, no, she doesn't look like a big girl anymore."
"Manager Zhang, have you contacted anyone from Wanhao Trading Company?" Li Ji changed the subject.
"I've contacted him several times," Xiao Zhang said with a sad face. "Several vice presidents said that this loan was handled by Mr. Wan alone. They didn't understand the situation and had to go to Mr. Wan... "
"These people are really good at talking," Li Ji was angry and wanted to laugh at the same time. "Since Mr. Wan's people are gone, where can we find them? Let's look for the Lord of Hell!"
"That's what I said," Xiao Zhang smiled bitterly, "but they also said, then you should go to the group. It's all money owed by Wanjia anyway."
I can't find the owner of the incense to pay for the debt.
Li Ji bit his lip, thought for a moment, and said, "Then you go and make two copies of the basic information on this loan. Then call Xiao Zhu and let's discuss it together."
"Okay, okay, I'll go right away." Xiao Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head, and walked out of the room quickly.
Half an hour later, Xiao Zhang and Xiao Zhu came to Li Ji's room together. The three of them discussed for a long time, and by the time they came up with a rough plan, it was already lunch time.
Li Ji decided to go to the Marriott Group in the afternoon to learn about the loan situation on the spot.
After putting down the credit information, Li Ji remembered that it was time to call Liao Ying. As soon as I picked up the phone, the ringtone rang. He looked down and smiled: Liao Ying called first.
"There is such a connection," Li Ji answered the phone and smiled, "I was about to call you, and your call came."
"Why have you been silent for a long time? Are you busy?" Liao Ying probably just finished class, her voice was a little tired.
"Well, I may have been busy recently," Li Ji's mood suddenly dropped again, "There is a loan that needs to be collected."
Liao Ying knew that this was Li Ji's daily work, so she didn't take it seriously and said, "You can come over for dinner tonight, I'll wait for you."
"Okay," Li Ji thought of going to the Marriott Group in the afternoon and quickly added, "it might be a little late."
"Well, I'll just wait for you." Liao Ying's words were still so soft, as if nothing in the world could make her unhappy.
Li Ji put down his cell phone and stared blankly at the copied materials on the desktop for a while, feeling uneasy for some reason.
