My stepmother forced me to donate bone marrow, so I retaliated by slapping my scumbag father in the

Back home, he slumped onto the sofa and turned on his phone.

The stock price of Jianjun Group is still plummeting.

That downward curve seemed to be announcing that his years of hard work were about to collapse completely.

Shen Ze, the son he had personally abandoned, now owns a vast business empire and is worth hundreds of millions, placing him in a position he can only look up to.

The father and son were already irreconcilable enemies, and there was no possibility of turning back.

Shen Jianjun covered his face, tears streaming down his face through his fingers.

"How could I have been so blind back then..."

"Why did they have to abandon Shen Ze...?"

"I was blind... I was truly blind..."

……

In the evening, the villa door was pushed open.

Sun Mei strode into the living room, not even having time to change her shoes, and slammed the file bag she was carrying onto the coffee table.

"Jianjun, we have news!"

Shen Jianjun was still slumped on the sofa.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his hair was disheveled; he had long lost the authority he once had as the group's chairman.

Upon hearing this, he abruptly looked up: "Which family would be willing to lend it?"

"Pearl Private Bank!"

Sun Mei took a breath and quickly pulled out the documents: "I've visited more than a dozen banks in the past two days. Other banks either refused or were only willing to offer a limit of a few hundred million. Only Mingzhu Private Bank is willing to accept our collateral."

Shen Jianjun sat up straight immediately: "How much can I borrow?"

"Six billion!"

When that number came down, Shen Jianjun's breath caught in his throat for a moment.

Six billion!

Once this money arrives, the suspended projects can be restarted, the suppliers' outstanding payments can be reduced, and the stock price has a chance to stabilize.

Even if it can't restore Jianjun Group to its peak, at least it can give him some breathing room.

"What are the conditions?"

Shen Jianjun was not blinded by the number and immediately asked further questions.

Sun Mei flipped to the last page of the document: "We are mortgaging all of our disposable assets, including luxury homes, luxury cars, equity in the group's businesses, and rights to projects under construction."

"Annual interest rate of five percent."

Shen Jianjun frowned: "All assets?"

"If a private bank is willing to give us 6.9 billion at this time, the terms certainly won't be lenient."

Sun Mei sat down next to him, her voice urgent: "Jianjun, there's no other way now."

"You went to the Duan family's house today, but you didn't even go inside."

"Yu Yehua is even less likely to lend money, and everyone else is avoiding us like the plague."

"If this drags on any longer, the banks will officially withdraw their loans, and the group won't even be eligible to use the loans as collateral!"

Shen Jianjun stared at the document, his fingers tightening little by little.

He bets all his assets on the investment, and if it fails, he will lose everything.

If we don't suppress it, Jianjun Group will be dead right now.

He'd rather take a gamble than go bankrupt immediately.

He has been running Jianjun Group for so many years, and his success as an ordinary entrepreneur is not solely due to luck.

With 6.9 billion, he was confident he could turn things around!

Shen Jianjun raised his head, his voice fierce: "Loan!"

Sun Mei's face lit up with joy: "You've made up your mind?"

"Let's go to Mingzhu Private Bank together first thing tomorrow morning."

Shen Jianjun pressed down on the document: "As long as the 6.9 billion arrives, I can revitalize several projects."

"Once the group's cash flow recovers, those people who are currently avoiding me will come back begging for my cooperation!"

The next morning, at the top floor of Mingzhu Private Bank.

The general manager, holding an urgent application, strode into the chairman's office.

"Chairman Shen, there is a large mortgage loan that I need to report to you."

Shen Ze looked up: "How much?"

"Six billion."

The general manager handed over the documents: "The applicant is Sun Mei, and the actual borrower is Jianjun Group. The collateral includes luxury houses and cars under the names of Shen Jianjun and his wife, as well as various property rights of Jianjun Group."

Shen Ze opened the documents and paused for a moment.

Sun Mei... 6.9 billion...

He had just left the Yu family last night, and today he delivered all his assets to his bank.

"Has the person arrived yet?"

"It's already on its way and is expected to arrive in half an hour."

The general manager asked cautiously, "Should we reject this loan outright?"

"No."

Shen Ze closed the document: "Review it first, don't rush to approve it, but don't refuse it either."

The general manager nodded immediately: "Understood."

After everyone left the office, Shen Ze pulled up the mortgage list from the bank's system.

Huazhou Junting luxury residences, several luxury cars, revenue rights to a commercial complex, equity in projects under construction, and industrial interests under the group...

These assets appear to be highly valued, but Jianjun Group is currently facing numerous crises. If they are forcibly disposed of, their prices will inevitably plummet.

Sixty-nine billion is almost at the maximum risk that banks can bear.

But what Shen Ze wanted was never just a few houses and a few cars.

He wanted to make Shen Jianjun lose his last bit of money meant to save his life.

Shen Ze opened the future policy intelligence.

A policy that wouldn't be officially announced for several months appeared before him.

Nationwide, strict controls are being placed on the mining of river sand and mineral resources.

Sand mining permits have been tightened in many areas, illegal sand pits have been completely cleaned up, and sand mining has been permanently banned in some key water areas.

As Shen Ze looked at those few lines of text, a complete plan quickly formed in his mind.

The construction market currently has a huge demand for sand and gravel, and prices continue to rise. Many sand mining projects can recoup most of their costs within a year, making it a highly profitable industry in the eyes of investors.

However, once the policy is implemented, the scope of sand mining will be tightened and mining quotas will be frozen, causing a large number of projects to come to an immediate halt.

Shen Jianjun is eager to turn things around; once he has 6.9 billion in hand, he will certainly not be content with slowly recovering his losses.

If you give him a sand mining project that seems to offer quick returns, he'll definitely pour his money into it.

Once the policy is implemented, the project will be suspended and the loan will mature.

Sixty-nine billion yuan has been lost.

If Shen Jianjun is unable to repay the money, all the assets mortgaged to Mingzhu Private Bank will be subject to disposal procedures.

At that time, luxury homes, luxury cars, and group assets will all be lost.

Shen Ze closed the intelligence page, picked up his coat, and said, "Prepare the car, let's go to Mingzhu Private Bank."

Half an hour later, Shen Jianjun and Sun Mei entered the bank.

The general manager personally received the two and led them into the VIP meeting room.

As soon as Sun Mei sat down, she asked, "President Zhou, we have all the necessary collateral documents. How long will it take for the loan to be approved?"

Mr. Zhou said politely, "Ms. Sun, 6.9 billion is no small sum. Although the initial review has passed, it still needs to be reviewed by headquarters for final approval."

Shen Jianjun frowned: "How long will it take?"

"The exact time cannot be determined yet."

Mr. Zhou looked at him and said, "However, your information is more complete, so the bank will process it as soon as possible."

Sun Mei was anxious, but dared not lose her temper: "President Zhou, Jianjun Group is indeed in dire need of funds. Could you please help us expedite the process?"

"I will follow up on this personally."

Mr. Zhou carefully put the documents away: "As soon as there are results, I will notify you both immediately."

Shen Jianjun knew that urging him further would be useless, so he could only stand up and say, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Zhou."

As soon as the two stepped out of the VIP area, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked towards them.

The man stopped abruptly when he saw Sun Mei: "Sun Mei?"