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"I have paid back the money!" Boss Jia sat down leisurely and said, "According to the loan contract we signed, I have transferred the $11.2 billion this year to your Citibank account, and you can leave!"

"Let me go!" Fantesi sneered in his heart. He was also sure that there was another important reason why Jia Yapeng appeared now, that he finally raised enough of the 11.2 billion US dollars of repayment this time, and wanted to use this as an excuse to drive himself away.

"Sorry, I can't leave for the time being!" Fantesey said.

"Why?" Boss Jia showed a puzzled expression and looked at Fantesey and said, "It's time for dinner. I don't mean to leave you for dinner. Do you want to have a shameless meal with me?"

"If that's the case, alas! Come and eat!"

"What is he talking about?" Although Fantesey's Chinese is pretty good, she also brought a pink-haired Chinese translator around her, Fantesey and the translator didn't quite understand the latter sentence of Boss Jia. Alas! Come and eat, what's the point?

However, Fantesey could still hear the ridicule and disdain in Boss Jia's words very clearly and clearly.

"Mr. Jia, your words and deeds violate the standards of a gentleman!" Fantesey said very angrily.

"I'm not a gentleman at all!" Boss Jia waved his hand, then stood up and said, "Okay, I've said that, you can leave now, I don't care about food here!"

"Very good!" Fantesey also stood up. "Since that's the case, please wait for Mr. Jia to receive the court's subpoena!"

"What kind of subpoena?" Boss Jia asked in confusion.

"Of course it was our Citibank subpoena that took over Daqian Games!" Fantesey said proudly. "You have violated the contract between us and cannot repay the loan in advance. We naturally have to take away our mortgaged items."

"No!" Boss Jia frowned when he heard it. "But what I just received, Citibank has decided to give up the request for early repayment, so that we can continue to repay the loan every year according to the original contract!"

"Where did you receive the news from, it wouldn't be the rumor you got from the tabloid!" Fantesey snorted coldly and said disdainfully. "On behalf of our Citibank, we have never made similar statements!"

"No, this is the news from your Citibank headquarters, which is fake!" Boss Jia asked in surprise.

"Headquarters? This is impossible!" Fantesey was also stunned, and then Boss Jia, who was standing beside him, said to his secretary, "Xiao Tang, give the fax of that document to Mr. Fantesey!"

So the secretary handed over a document to Fantsey. Fantsey took it in his hand and looked at it, his eyes were almost glaring out, because the document was indeed a document from the headquarters of Citibank. It was this morning, and the contents were very simple.

It is Citibank that it is willing to accept repayment according to the normal installment repayment plan. It is a false thing to repay the loan in advance, so that Daqian Group will not care about it, and not be deceived by anyone.

"This is fake, this file is fake!" Fantesey said directly after reading it, and then began to look for the flaws of this fax.

However, Fantesey, the global vice president of Citibank, searched for a long time but couldn't find any problem with the fax document. Even Fantesey recognized the handwriting on the document very clearly. It was written by the president's secretary who had been in the bank for many years. There would be no mistake. Even if he burned it to ashes, he would recognize the handwriting!

But this shouldn't be true. If this document is true, why didn't he know that the headquarters has changed its mind?

Shouldn’t you notify yourself as soon as possible?

Thinking of this, Fantesi immediately took out his mobile phone, the latest MPhone3 phone, and called the headquarters.

The phone was answered quickly, but the sound on the other end of the phone was very messy, and the tone of the person in charge who answered the phone was a little unstable.

"Is there something happened at the headquarters?" Fantsey asked immediately.

"I don't know, Mr. President, today many people suddenly entered our headquarters. Now many places in the headquarters are in chaos, and I don't know what happened!" said the receptionist of the General Administration Service Office who answered the phone.

"Then you transfer the phone to the CEO's secretary immediately!" Fantsey said.

"Can't transfer!" As a result, the other party said helplessly, "Today, the president, the vice president's office, and the entire headquarters' senior management can't make any phone calls. It seems that some handover is going to be carried out. Anyway, the headquarters is in a mess now. You can call me later, and it should be fine if you wait a while!"

"Transfer? What the hell is handing over? Why can't you even make a call after handing over?" Fantesey looked confused, and then he tried to call the president's secretary's private phone number. Although it was connected, he was hung up directly.

In desperation, Fantesey could only call the president. This was the first time he made this call in three years. After all, from the moment he conspired to seize power three years ago, there was no friend relationship between the two of them, and no phone number.

The president answered the phone, but before Fantersey spoke, he heard the other party say in a relaxed tone, "Fantesey, from today on, I am no longer the president of Citibank. If you want to ask me, I can't answer you!"

"Really!" Fantesey's words revealed this joy. No wonder there was chaos within the company today. It turned out that the president was fired, and the original president's secretary would definitely be dealt with separately. No wonder they didn't answer the phone.

"Who is the next president?" Fantesey asked impatiently on the phone, but the other party simply hung up the phone, leaving Fantesey with a depressed look on his face.

"The new president must be me, who else can I do!" Fantesey thought in his heart, and then heard Jia Yapeng's voice laughing, "From today, I will be the new president of your Citibank!"

"Mr. Jia, I'm not in the mood to joke with you now!" Fantesey said impatiently.

"What I said is true!" Boss Jia patted Fantesy on the shoulder, and then handed over another document to Fantesy.

However, this document is no longer the previous fax draft, but a standard written document. The document states that the board of directors of Citibank has fully entrusted the operation of Citibank to Mr. Jia Yapeng for conducting it, and invited Mr. Jia Yapeng to serve as the global president of Citibank.

"My eyes are wrong?" Fantesey rubbed his eyes and looked at the document carefully. He found that not only did he read it correctly, but he saw at the end of the document that the name written in the chairman column clearly had the three words "Jia Yapeng".

In other words, Jia Yapeng’s real identity is now the chairman and global president of Citibank. This is definitely a position above ten thousand people and has absolute control over Citibank.

"This...this...this..." The British gentleman found that he suddenly didn't know what to say, and Boss Jia looked at Fantesy with interest, and finally said with a smile, "Tell you a joke, I owe you Citibank a $100 billion loan, but your Citibank's total market value in the US stock market is only $75 billion. Do you think it's better to use this $100 billion to pay back the debt, or is it more cost-effective to buy your Citibank directly?"

(End of this chapter)