After five bigwigs in Beijing's elite circle fell into their trap, I fled.

Chapter 171 Debt Settlement

Treasurer Zhang Tian said a little embarrassedly, "The top page shows that our president, Nie Dingyi, borrowed 300,000 yuan from the neighboring yacht club and 200,000 yuan from the luxury car club. All the relevant loan documents are attached. It's the kind of thing where you can't renege on your debt. Cough cough, the deadline is after National Day."

Jiang Shu: "..."

Xu Yan's face suddenly turned cold: "You're ripping people off! Xiao Shu, I'll have my dad bring a team of lawyers to turn this hell upside down."

Jiang Shu flipped through the other bills expressionlessly: "No rush, let's continue."

Zhang Tian rubbed his nose: "The school's funding chain is about to dry up too. Also, a short drama we filmed before has a shortfall of about 200,000 yuan due to the collective withdrawal of the lead actors, screenwriters, cinematographers, etc. And our club is now an empty shell. If we rebuild the filming team, we'll need to buy all kinds of equipment again. Even at the worst level, it will cost over a million yuan..."

Jiang Shu took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to punch someone: "Continue, explain the extent of the stall's dilapidation in one go!"

“I’ll take over next,” Member Number Two said. “I’m Jiang Tao, from Beijing. I’m in charge of attracting traffic to our club. To maximize the traffic, I’ve tried inviting handsome men and beautiful women from the school, popular screenwriters, and alumni who are well-known in various fields, but without exception, they all refused.”

"Saying he was rejected is being too polite." Member number three covered his face. "President, Jiang Tao comes from a wealthy family, so he's also very arrogant. He's offended all the women he's approached. I reckon even if you personally intervene, you won't be able to repair those relationships. By the way, they've also formed a group that doesn't do anything else. Whatever we shoot, they copy the same subject matter, use the highest production values, and compete with us for the market, and they always win."

Jiang Shu's eyes were cold: "Xu Yan, call the legal team and terminate the contract with them."

"No, no!" Member No. 3 hurriedly tried to stop them. "When we first saw you, President, you seemed to be surrounded by a halo as you walked towards us. At that moment, we felt that your appearance was our savior."

"I'm not stupid. I can tell the difference between a savior and a sucker," Jiang Shu sneered. "I never intended to pay the 30,000 yuan penalty for breach of contract. This is fraud."

Xu Yan had already picked up the phone and walked aside to call Xu Zhao.

Zhang Tian sighed, "President, just from the fact that you applied for the position, it's clear that you're someone who's determined to make something of yourself! Even if you rebuild a directors' club, it will cost at least hundreds of thousands. Why not just try anything as a last resort?"

Jiang Tao nodded: "Moreover, we all genuinely love this club and the profession of directing. The club has been losing money every month since last year, and for the past year or two, we have been working for free or even at our own expense, all for our dream of becoming directors!"

Nie Dingyi also spoke softly: "Our club was once very popular, but now it is at its lowest point, making us a laughing stock of the whole school. If you can pull it back from the abyss and lift it to the top by your own strength... that would be much more dazzling than the halo brought by developing a new club."

Jiang Shu's heart stirred slightly.

“We can’t let you two girls bear the burden of our debts. We’ve already discussed it. When the repayment deadline comes, we’ll take turns getting beaten up a few times to stall for time. If all else fails, I’ll sell the car my family bought for me.”

"At least, let's give it a try? Let's not even mention the 30,000; we're terrified of being ripped off by unscrupulous alumni before. It's almost the FY heir's birthday, and the banquet is being held at my uncle's hotel. Lots of celebrities will be there; I can sneak in and try to secure some investment, and I'm sure I can get a little something..."

Jiang Shu was a little annoyed: "How about we try it for a month first?"

Immediately, a club member handed her a cup of tea: "Junior! Club president! We believe in you, you can do it!"

"Yes! You'll soon become a miracle worker!" Zhang Tian carefully handed her the top loan slip with both hands. "Or, shall we go to the yacht club next door and get to know the creditors?"

"No need! I'll go and scout ahead by myself." Jiang Shu refused. "If the other party isn't agreeable, I'll still back out."

Xu Yan walked over and said, "I'll go with you. If anyone bullies you, I'll have my dad find a way to blow up their yacht to get revenge for you."

There's only one day left for the yacht club's recruitment drive.

A group of well-dressed young men sat lazily in their seats, looking at the application forms being enthusiastically handed to them, all of them somewhat bored.

"Young Master Zhang, I am from the Shen family in the capital, and I am looking forward to joining the yacht club."

"Stop talking nonsense and just state your assets." "Ten billion."

"Pfft!" Another young master next to him, who was looking up information on a tablet, sneered, "Only 100 million in liquid assets, and not even a yacht at home. Where does he get the nerve? Get lost, next."

……

It is sinking to the west day by day.

The young men got up, preparing to head home.

"Five days in total, how many people did you recruit?"

"There are only three. And they are all from families with meager assets, barely meeting our threshold."

"Each crop is worse than the last!"

As the group was chatting, two slender figures slowly walked towards them.

"Two beauties!" The young men exchanged glances and then lazily sat down again.

Since she's a beautiful woman, it's worth wasting two more minutes on her.

Jiang Shu and Xu Yan walked to the recruitment booth and first glanced at the promotional posters. They showed all kinds of luxury yachts, and the descriptions were very simple. Basically, it was about a group of rich young men who would occasionally take a yacht out to sea, have parties, and have fun.

"Let me see your resumes." The young men scrutinized the two men.

Jiang Shu adjusted her glasses and took out a loan slip: "I don't have a resume, I only have this."

A hand reached out from across the way. He took a look, exclaimed, "Oh? From the mini-drama club next door?"

Jiang Shu: "Yes."

"What, here to pay back the money?"

“No,” Jiang Shu said patiently. “I’m applying for a one-month extension, and the interest will be calculated monthly according to the bank’s lending rules for that month.”

“We’re not short of money,” a young man said, a cigarette dangling from his lips. “But we don’t like people owing us money and treating us like suckers. A one-month delay? No way!”

Jiang Shu paused for a moment: "Please be accommodating, or if there's anything you require that we can do, we'll try our best to do it."

“I already told you we’re not short of money, huh?” Another young master looked her up and down. “It’s just a few hundred thousand, right? Our society gives its members a monthly allowance starting at five hundred thousand. Enough nonsense. Go back and tell that guy surnamed Zhang to prepare a doctor in advance. Once the deadline is up, we’ll collect interest on one leg first!”

Jiang Shu raised her eyes sharply: "Your company, 500,000 a month?"

"What, want to join?" the rich kids jeered and laughed. "Junior, we don't play the F4 and Cinderella game! If you want to come in, show us your assets, nothing else."

Xu Yan tugged at Jiang Shu: "Xiao Shu, don't pay them any mind. They're a bunch of spoiled brats who only know how to burn money and have fun! We don't need to waste our time on them."

Jiang Shu confirmed again: "Does the yacht club really offer a monthly salary of 500,000?"

(End of this chapter)