I can become stronger by paying salaries. I have one billion employees!

Chapter 683 Dare not give me money? Let's see how many lives you have!

Fifteen minutes later, at the entrance of the Agricultural and Livestock Bank.

Meng Jie jogged quickly, a faint smile on her face. Her lips were coated with a layer of moisturizing lip gloss, making them look bouncy and fluffy, like jelly.

Seeing this, Chen Yansen reached out and opened the car door.

"Has the work been handed over properly?"

After Mengjie got into the car, he casually asked.

"Yeah, I'm still a little reluctant to part with it." Meng Jie took a deep breath, her tone slightly melancholy.

Chen Yansen smiled, waved to Lao Huang, and signaled to set off.

Immediately afterwards, a silver and blue Hongqi L5 sped onto the highway and headed towards Chunshen.

On the other side, two staff members standing at the entrance of the Agricultural and Livestock Bank looked at each other in disbelief.

"Sister Ting, the car that Mengjie just got into looks like the car driven by the founder of Senlian Capital!"

One of the tellers opened her mouth slightly and subconsciously lowered her voice as she spoke.

"She previously said that she and Chen Yansen were alumni, but it seems she wasn't telling the truth at all. There are thousands of students in a school. How could an ordinary alumnus ride in Brother Sen's private car?"

Sister Ting said with great envy.

After a pause, she pulled her colleague aside and whispered, "Xiao Meng, do you think we should ask Meng Jie for help and get us both into Senlian Bank?"

"Sister Ting, are you crazy? The Agricultural and Animal Husbandry Bank is a state-owned bank. Why would we give up a stable job to go to a private bank?" Xiao Meng quickly grabbed Sister Ting's arm, shook it gently, and asked with a puzzled look.

"But don't you think it's too tiring? I want to find a job with a 9-to-5 schedule and three days off a week."

Sister Ting sighed softly, her eyes filled with longing.

Xiao Meng was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and a look of hesitation gradually appeared on her face.

They usually have a good relationship with Mengjie, so if they could really join Senlian Bank through this connection, it might not be a bad thing at all.

After all, Chen Yansen's treatment and benefits for his employees have always been highly regarded in China.

However, this is not easy to explain to my family.

The two exchanged a glance, their eyes showing a hint of interest.

You should know that Mengjie has already resigned. Workplace relationships are inherently superficial, and once time goes by, who will remember who you are?

If we don't seize the opportunity now, we'll probably have even less hope later.

at the same time.

In front of a villa in the state, Wang Jingtao stood at the door, carrying two bottles of Moutai, and rang the doorbell.

"Ding-dong--!"

After a dozen or so bangs, he heard rustling sounds coming from inside the house, followed by increasingly close footsteps. Then a beautiful woman in her early twenties emerged, wearing only a thin nightgown.

I saw two-thirds of the area without spending a penny.

But Wang Jingtao had no romantic thoughts at the moment. Before the woman even got close, he greeted her with a big smile, "Sister-in-law! Good afternoon! I've come to give Brother Li a small Mid-Autumn Festival gift. I hope you'll accept it as a token of my appreciation."

As he spoke, he picked up the gift bag containing the Moutai liquor, which also contained two packs of cigarettes.

He was thirty-four years old, a decade older than the woman in front of him, yet he acted obsequiously, trying his best to please her.

The reason is actually very simple: the other party's husband is withholding his project payment. If he can't get the money, he might have no choice but to jump off a building.

"Oh, it's Mr. Wang. Please come in."

The woman smiled sweetly, her voice clear and crisp, but she clearly drew out the words "President Wang".

At first glance, it sounds more like calling him "Boss Yuan".

In fact, Wang Jingtao was indeed a very resentful person.

He used to run a private kindergarten in Shanghai, and during the industry boom of a few years ago, he made three or four million yuan in one go.

However, as policies tightened, it became increasingly difficult to operate private kindergartens, so he and his partner simply sold the kindergarten and split the profits.

The partner went to Suzhou and bought eight houses at once, living the carefree life of a landlord. He also drove for ride-hailing services to pass the time.

Wang Jingtao, however, did not want to just give up and lie low. The first thing he did when he returned to his hometown was to buy a car, then a house. After that, he also set his sights on a kindergarten that was about to be transferred, intending to continue doing his old business.

But he didn't expect that the person who transferred the kindergarten was a deadbeat.

One item sold three times!
He was the third buyer, but in the end, he didn't even get to touch the kindergarten, let alone take over its operation. All his money went down the drain.

He was so angry that he filed a lawsuit, but it was to no avail.

That deadbeat had long ago transferred all his assets to his ex-wife, and he was living in her villa.

Even though he applied for enforcement, he couldn't do anything to the other party because they had no assets to execute against.

Wang Jingtao was so angry that he wanted to take a knife and settle accounts with the deadbeat several times, but each time he thought of his wife and two young daughters at home, he had to suppress his anger and force himself to calm down.

A few months later, through a friend's introduction, Wang Jingtao took on another real estate project, which was basically a small-scale contractor.

But after he paid the construction fee in advance, the other party's attitude changed. Even after the house was topped out and half of it was sold, the other party refused to settle the payment.

Procrastinating until tomorrow, or from the first day of the lunar month to the fifteenth!

By the time Wang Jingtao realized something was wrong, the other party simply stopped pretending and directly threatened, "I have no money. Go ahead and sue me if you dare."

He then understood why a business with a profit of millions a year had fallen into his lap.

This isn't some get-rich-quick opportunity; it's clearly a well-designed trap. Without real skills, venturing into the construction industry is a recipe for disaster.

Wang Jingtao couldn't understand why the harder he tried, the more tragic his fate became.

A "bang" sound!
The woman opened the iron gate and led Wang Jingtao inside.

Passing through the flower-filled courtyard, Wang Jingtao entered the living room and saw a calligraphy and painting that read "Great virtue carries all things!"
Virtue?
Li Jiaping, do you even have this thing?

Wang Jingtao cursed under his breath, but his face was full of smiles. He grinned at the bald middle-aged man on the sofa and said ingratiatingly, "Brother Li, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! I came here especially to wish you a happy festival in advance. Here's a small gift, please don't mind it."

As he spoke, he placed the gift bag containing thatch and citronella on the coffee table.

Li Jiaping is the vice president of Gu Dadi Real Estate Company. He is 51 years old this year, but as long as a man has money and power, it won't stop him from finding a 20-year-old girl to be his wife.

He glanced at the gift bag, then at Wang Jingtao, and was about to say something, but swallowed it back.

"Please sit down, Xiao Li. Make Mr. Wang a cup of tea."

Li Jiaping crossed his legs and said casually.

After hearing this, Xiao Li pouted and reluctantly walked towards the tea cabinet, swaying her body with a charming gait.

Li Jiaping was furious!
"Brother Li, could you help me with that project payment? I've staked everything on it. I not only owe money for materials, but also over 300,000 yuan in wages to the workers. If I don't get the money, I'll take a few people down with me, even if I have to jump off a building."

Wang Jingtao didn't pay attention to any of that. After sitting down, he went straight to the point, his smile still on his face.

But Li Jiaping wasn't buying it at all. He scoffed, "Who are you trying to fool? Do you think I've been hanging around in the state for so many years for nothing?"

Ever since he entered the real estate industry, there have been at least eighty or a hundred people who have vowed to kill him. People of Wang Jingtao's stature are not even worthy of his attention.

Wang Jingtao didn't say anything, but leaned forward and picked up the gift bag.

Li Jiaping gave a cold laugh, slowly picked up the freshly brewed teacup, took a sip, and his eyes were full of mockery.

As for the project payment?
It was actually sent out a long time ago.

As for Wang Jingtao's money, it wasn't that the company hadn't settled it; it's just that someone else took it for him.

Wang Jingtao felt around in the bag and suddenly pulled out a kitchen knife.

Before Li Jiaping could react, he felt a sharp pain in his neck and felt fluid flowing down.

In an instant, he felt his scalp tingle and his heart explode.

Looking at Wang Jingtao's eyes again, the blood vessels were bulging, and his eyeballs were stained with blood.

"Brother Li, I'm sorry! If you don't pay me, we can forget about celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Wang Jingtao said, emphasizing each word.

Li Jiaping was so frightened that he stood rooted to the spot, not daring to move an inch.

He had seen what ruthless people who had killed looked like, and the look in Wang Jingtao's eyes at this moment was exactly the same as those people.

For a moment, he didn't dare to breathe, fearing that if he moved even slightly, he would anger the other party and end up having his throat slit.

He still has over ten million in his bank account, and he hasn't spent it all yet!
"Brother! Don't be impulsive. You're still young. Don't go down the path of crime! Think about your wife and children. Everything can be discussed. Put the knife down first."

Li Jiaping swallowed hard, his face contorted with grief, and cautiously offered his advice.

"Money or your life?" Wang Jingtao asked with a smile.

Looking at the other person's expression, Li Jiaping realized that Wang Jingtao was not joking. People who can still laugh at a time like this are probably not mentally sound.

"Brother, I won't beat around the bush with you. Your project is registered under Taiyao Real Estate, and the headquarters has already transferred the money to them."

Your situation falls under the category of subcontracting within subcontracting; contacting me is completely useless, do you understand?

Li Jiaping slowly recounted the events.

"Clap clap-!"

Wang Jingtao raised the cleaver and used the flat of the blade as a slap, repeatedly striking Li Jiaping's right cheek.

In the blink of an eye, fine beads of blood seeped out of her cheeks.

Wang Jingtao slapped Li Jiaping repeatedly, more than a dozen times, before stopping angrily.

He bent down, picked up Mao Taihe and the kitchen knife, and walked out without looking back. As he left, he gruffly said, "Damn it! I used to give you cigarettes and money every time, and you just brushed me off without saying a word!"

A minute later, after confirming that Wang Jingtao had left, Li Jiaping hurriedly ran out of the living room, locked the iron gate, and then called Cheng Jiale of Taiyao Real Estate.

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……

After leaving the villa area, Wang Jingtao got into his second-hand BMW and immediately felt weak in the knees.

In the eyes of his family and friends, he was an honest man, and he wouldn't have done this if he hadn't been forced into it.

Taiyao Real Estate?
Cheng Jiale?
Thinking of this, Wang Jingtao looked desperate; this was a notorious local bully.

He had heard of this person's "reputation" when he was still in high school, such as severing someone's Achilles tendon to compete for a construction project, or chopping off a competitor's finger to snatch highway rescue business.

He's known as "Brother Le" both inside and outside the industry!
It's easy to imagine how difficult it is to get money back from someone like that.

But he had no choice. If he couldn't get the money, he would either jump off a building or run away with his wife and children.

"Damn it! You dare not pay me? Let's see how many lives you have!"

Wang Jingtao cursed, his eyes red.

(End of this chapter)