Not to mention that the plot of the business war in the TV series is very simple and even child's play. After Yang Ke resigned, he immediately raised a banner to compete with Jingyan in Taiwanese dramas, followed by the joining of financial directors Ms. Pan and Tang Xin.
How did Yang Ke describe Ye Jinyan in the TV series? Cruel and ruthless!
Lin Yue really felt that Mr. Ye was too kind. He did not sign a non-compete agreement when hiring someone for such an important position as sales manager and financial director. This was because he was dissatisfied with the longevity of his company and was focused on cultivating talents for rival companies.
It’s okay for ordinary employees to change jobs, but executives and technical talents just leave at will, and openly and openly compete with themselves. Jingyan can exist for more than ten years and become an industry leader. It’s really God’s (screenwriter) blessing.
"Brother Anren, what are you thinking about?" Yuan Yuan couldn't help but ask when she saw the playful smile on his lips.
"Oh, I'm thinking about how to spend the tens of millions Xie Hongzu used to buy a house."
"Ten million?"
Lin Yue glanced at her: "What are you thinking? I disturbed other people's investment plans. Of course I have to arrange an alternative plan. Otherwise, how can I deserve the trust of others?"
Yuan Yuan looked at the road ahead and said, "Is the person you are talking about the air-conditioning queen?"
Although she had tried hard to adjust her emotions and make her voice sound more natural, her wandering eyes and clasped hands on her knees betrayed her heart.
Lin Yue said: "Don't worry, I will not marry Xie Jiayin. I just need the platform of Xie Group to attack Jingyan Group."
"Are you really planning to get along with those people..."
"I know what you are worried about." Lin Yue patted her hand: "Don't worry, nothing will happen."
Yuan Yuan said: "If there is anything I can do to help, you must tell me."
"What you have to do now is to complete the course as soon as possible and don't worry about anything else."
"Um."
…
A few days later.
In a cafe on Nanchang Road.
The aroma of new beans floating in the air. The waiter in an apron poured the warm coffee beans into an aluminum alloy tray and put it in a cool place. After waiting for the heat to dissipate, he bagged it for storage. After a few instructions, the boss and A regular customer in the corner was chatting about the different tastes of coffee beans from different origins.
Father Jiang was sitting on the seat by the window. The light leaking from the window lattice eroded his slightly stiff five fingers bit by bit. Judging from his constant movements to hold the frame of the mirror, it seemed that he was not in a good state and was very nervous. .
There is a cup of coffee on his right hand. It is no longer steaming and is still eighty-nine percent full. It is obvious that he has not drunk much.
About five minutes later, a man walked into the coffee shop. After looking around, he came and sat down opposite Jiang's father.
The waiter came to greet him and asked for a glass of lemonade.
"Mr. Jiang, according to our agreement, your loan has been overdue for a week. I am here to inform you that if the money cannot be replaced tomorrow, we will come to your home on Fuxing Road to discuss the matter."
"Mr. Li, Mr. Li, please give me a few more days of grace, can you please give me a few more days of grace?" Jiang's father's hands trembled slightly and he said in an almost pleading voice: "My mother is old and can't stand being scared. What can I do to you?" Find me...find me, and don’t disturb my family.”
The debt collector said: "We also want to ask you for it, but you can't get it."
Father Jiang said: "Do you think this is good? How about I give you part of the stocks I bought?"
"Mr. Jiang, are you kidding? What we want is money, not stocks."
"I invested all that money in the stock market. Yes, the market is not good now, but from another perspective, is it not an opportunity? What a good opportunity to buy the bottom. After a while, the general environment will get better, as long as the bank makes a cut If the interest rate is about to be cut, the market will follow suit. At that time, let alone paying back the money, it will be no problem to give you double the interest." When Father Jiang talked about stocks, he was really clear-headed and energetic.
"Stop, stop, stop." The debt collector raised his hand to interrupt his rhetoric: "Mr. Jiang, let me say it again, the boss asked me to come here with an ultimatum. Either I pay you back the money today, or we come to your house tomorrow to find you." The old lady wants money.”
"Mr. Li, can you help me?"
"It's not that I won't help you. It's natural to pay back your debts. Besides, we have given you a week's grace."
"Tell your boss, can you just say that I am willing to increase the interest rate by one cent more than the existing interest rate, and just give me one more month?"
"It's impossible. The boss has given instructions. If the money cannot be collected within three days, I will give up my salary for this month."
"This this……"
Father Jiang touched his head, his face flushed with anxiety and he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.
"Mr. Jiang, to tell you the truth, I received a strange phone call when I got off the car just now. Someone said that he could help you pay back the money, but there is a condition."
When Father Jiang heard this, he was like a drowning man grasping for life-saving straws: "What are the conditions? You tell me."
"Do you have the ownership of the house on Fuxing Road?"
"Yes, but I mortgaged it to the bank."
"That gentleman promised to help you pay off the bank loan and the loan you borrowed from our company. He will give you another month to turn over. By then, you can repay the principal with interest and the property will return to the original owner. If No, then I'm sorry... I can only sell the house to get the money back."
Jiang's father stopped talking. Why did he mortgage the house to a bank instead of a loan company? It was because the bank's interest rates were low and the handling of the problem was compliant and legal. After the stock was unwound, he sold it and paid back the money. The house still belongs to the Jiang family. , but if it is mortgaged to these loan companies, the problem becomes complicated.
"Don't agree? Forget it." The debt collector didn't insist, picked up the cup, drank some water, stood up and left.
"Etc., etc……"
Jiang's father was anxious. He knew that tomorrow was the old lady's birthday, and the debt collector was really going to come to collect debts. If he stayed at his house, what if the old lady got mad at him?
"Okay, I agree."
What he can do is to compromise, because the stock market is wailing now, and everyone is waiting for banks to cut interest rates and reserve requirements to save the market. According to his idea, the banking system will definitely do something. After all, there are so many investors, and it is impossible for everyone to lose all their money. Go back, the property market is a good example of this at this point, so hold on for another month and everything will be fine.
What if it doesn’t get better?
Don’t talk until you get better.
As the saying goes, the brave will starve to death and the timid will starve to death. He has never seen any big storms in the stock market.
"Okay." The debt collector sat down again, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Mr. Zhang, he agreed. You can come over and sign the agreement."
Jiang's father was focused on what he was going to do next and didn't care about the last name until a man walked into the coffee shop and his expression changed.
"It's you?"
This time he knew who the debt collector was talking about, Mr. Zhang.
Zhang Anren!
His daughter's ex-boyfriend, the poor boy he always looked down upon.
"Yes, it's me." Lin Yue sat down under the attentive service of the debt collector: "Are you surprised? Mr. Jiang."
Jiang's father wanted to walk away, but when he saw the debt collector's threatening gaze, he suddenly gave up and sat back in his original seat.
Lin Yue snapped his fingers, summoned the waiter, and ordered a cup of American coffee.
"I think Mr. Li has made the matter very clear. I won't say any more. This is a real estate mortgage agreement. Take a look at it. If you have no problem, just sign and pledge it. I will immediately ask someone to accompany you to the bank to handle the redemption procedures. ." Lin Yue pushed a document over.
Jiang's father took the piece of paper in his hand and looked over it several times to make sure there was no text trap in it: "I'm curious, where did a poor boy like you get so much money from."
In his eyes, Zhang Anren is just a country bumpkin with no structure. The small two-bedroom apartment in Pudong may seem very good to people in second-tier cities, but for a family like his that once had tens of millions of assets, it is simply not worth it. Take a look, what now? This guy pushed an agreement involving more than 30 million yuan in front of him without batting an eye. His calmness and calmness were completely different from those before.
"Didn't Jiang Nansun tell you?"
"say what?"
"That's right, telling you is completely meaningless." Lin Yue said with a smile: "Because I fell in love with a rich woman who is richer than your family, so I kicked your daughter off. How about it? Am I great? This You can make money much faster than you can by trading stocks."
Father Jiang looked at him blankly. The way he wanted to be angry but didn't dare to get angry was particularly interesting. The debt collector wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and the way he felt uncomfortable was equally interesting.
"Zhang Anren, you...you are indeed a shameless person."
