"Talk nicely? Haha..."
The man smiled, his cold blue eyes flashing with a chilling light.
Meng Fang, the assistant standing next to the man, pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and spoke expressionlessly to Mr. Zhou, who was trembling with fear on the sofa.
"Mr. Zhou was having so much fun that he probably forgot the promise he made. When Rongtian came to us to use shares to repay debts during its financial crisis last year, it stated that all debts would be repaid in June this year.
If the payment is overdue, the mortgaged shares of Rongtian will be transferred to Zhengrong.
Now, it has been almost half a year since June, Mr. Zhou... where are your shares?"
“I… I…” Zhou Min looked around in panic, trying to find someone for help.
But the young girls he called to accompany him in the private room all huddled together and hid in the corner.
Over at the booth, he didn't dare beg for mercy from the tall man with a cold face, deep blue eyes, and sitting opposite him.
Apart from that, there was only the assistant Meng Fang, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and standing next to the man.
And, behind him, the foreign bodyguard was pointing the cold, black muzzle of his gun at the back of his head.
Zhou Min knew that he couldn't escape this time.
He has always loved to live a life of debauchery and extravagance. Rongtian Plaza is the property left by his father, and the business situation has been deteriorating under his leadership.
He wanted to revive Rongtian Group, but he always indulged in the bright lights and feasting.
Last year, the company encountered a financial crisis and its capital chain was broken. He had no choice but to find Zhengrong Group, which had always shown interest in Rongtian, and signed a share mortgage contract to borrow money.
The reason why he wanted to find Zhengrong was because he had heard from others that Zhengrong’s bosses were rarely found in the country.
For the past decade or so, one has lived abroad.
He thought that if he couldn't pay it back, he would just find a place to hide and enjoy himself.
After all, he is the local boss of H City. How could he be afraid of a "foreigner" who has lived abroad for a long time
It’s just that Zhou Min is just a small boss in H City. He inherited Rongtian Plaza, a shopping mall with a unique geographical location in H City, thanks to his father’s influence.
He had no vision or ability, and he didn't even know that the Zhengrong Group, which he mistakenly thought was a foreign consortium, actually had a close relationship with the top domestic consortium, the Huangting Group.
"Are you still going to sign this contract? If not, my people will take action." The man sitting opposite had a nonchalant light in his blue eyes, as if he was talking about something extremely ordinary.
Zhou Min heard the sound of a bullet being loaded behind his head and was so scared that he immediately grabbed the pen and documents on the table.
"I, I'll sign... I'll sign the transfer contract right now."
With his right hand, he signed the two characters "Zhou Min" on the document in a flamboyant manner.
When he wrote the last stroke, the tightly closed door of the box was suddenly kicked open by someone from outside.
As the door of the private room opened, an extremely arrogant voice came in.
"Master Zhuo, there is no one I cannot meet. What's the point of reporting? It is an honor for Zhou Min to meet me, Zhuo Yunfei. Get out of my way..."
Then, outside the door, I saw the manager who was in charge of reception being pushed away by Zhuo Yunfei.
He cleared the obstacles and didn't even take a look at the situation in the box. He turned around and said to the person behind him flatteringly: "Secretary Qiao... He blocked us from entering. Zhou Min must be in this room. I'll take you in."
After saying that, Zhuo Yunfei subconsciously supported Qiao Muer, who had specially worn stiletto high heels and a halter dress for this kind of occasion.
He turned around and took a step inside, but suddenly stopped. (To be continued)