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

The mining controversy escalated rapidly.

The person in charge of the mine area management was dismissed and is under investigation, and several people involved in mining and transportation were summoned.

Qian Hui was also taken away that night.

Several of his projects that required large supplies of sand and gravel were forced to halt operations.

Construction equipment and workers incur daily costs, and losses due to project delays continue to increase.

In just two days, the losses have reached an alarming level.

Two days later, Qian Hui was released from the summons.

Instead of returning to the company, he immediately appointed a lawyer to formally file a claim against Jianjun Group based on the supply agreement signed by both parties.

The amount of the claim is close to one billion.

When the lawyer's letter was delivered to Jianjun Group, the employees were in a state of panic.

"A claim approaching one billion?"

"Where does the group's account have so much money?"

"All the mining equipment has been confiscated, and they're also demanding payment for the goods. We don't even know if we'll ever get paid!"

"My loan from Mingzhu Private Bank is also due soon!"

On the same afternoon, the relevant department's penalty decision was officially delivered.

Fifteen mines were found to be illegally operating, and fines totaling 120 million yuan were imposed.

The company has 6.9 billion yuan in bank loans, nearly 1 billion yuan in contract claims, plus 120 million yuan in fines and other debts.

The debts borne by Jianjun Group have exceeded eight billion yuan.

The news caused the company's stock price to plummet again.

Suppliers are collectively demanding payment, collaborative projects are being terminated one after another, and a large number of employees are submitting their resignation applications.

The once multi-billion-dollar conglomerate is now on the verge of collapse.

At home, Shen Jianjun sat on the sofa with a bank collection notice, a penalty decision, and a lawyer's letter from Qian Hui in front of him.

He hadn't shaved for two whole days, and his suit was all wrinkled.

"Eight or eight billion..."

Shen Jianjun's voice was hoarse: "Even if we sold all the assets of Jianjun Group, we might not be able to make up for it."

Sun Mei, however, still clung to a sliver of hope. Holding her phone, she murmured, "Chen Wen must be in trouble."

"He has helped us so many times before, it's impossible for him to suddenly abandon us. Let's just go directly to Mingzhu Private Bank to find him."

Shen Jianjun suddenly raised his head: "You still believe Chen Wen?"

"Besides him, who else can we trust now?"

"He might be the one who reported the mine!"

Shen Jianjun gritted his teeth and said, "We haven't been able to get through to him on the phone since the incident. Isn't that suspicious enough?"

Sun Mei patiently asked, "Why did Chen Wen report us?"

"Making money from the mines also benefits Mingzhu Private Bank."

"Only if we repay on time can the bank get back the principal and interest of 6.9 billion. He has no reason to destroy the project."

"But he encouraged me to mine illegally!"

"What can you do if you don't eat?"

Sun Mei stared at him: "After the mine shuts down, how will we repay the 6.9 billion yuan loan?"

"Even without the delivery of sand and gravel, Qian Hui will still claim compensation according to the contract."

"Even if the equipment isn't confiscated, how much money can be recovered after selling it at a discount?"

"The Jianjun Group can still go bankrupt!"

Shen Jianjun opened his mouth, but couldn't refute it for a moment.

Sun Mei continued, "Now only Chen Wen can help us. He is the vice president of Mingzhu Private Bank, and he is the one who pushed for the loan."

"As long as he is willing to extend the repayment period and help handle Qian Hui's claim, we will still have a chance to breathe."

"If we can't reach him by phone, we'll go directly to the bank and confront him."

The living room remained silent for a long time.

Shen Jianjun glanced at the several urgent documents on the table and finally nodded slowly.

"Okay, I'll do as you say. Let's go to Mingzhu Private Bank to find Chen Wen."

……

On the other side, inside the worship room of Ziyuan Villa.

Shen Ze stood in front of his mother's portrait, holding a clean, soft cloth in his hand, slowly wiping the edges of the frame.

Xu Ying smiles gently in the photo.

But Shen Ze remembered that in the days before his mother left, her face was always very pale and her body was getting weaker and weaker.

He was young back then and didn't understand anything.

All he knew was that his mother had undergone surgery. The doctor had said the risks were not high, but she suddenly experienced relapses after the surgery, and her health deteriorated day by day.

Not long after, Xu Ying left.

At that time, he was so immersed in the pain of losing his mother that he had no mind to think about anything else.

It wasn't until recently, when Yu Yehua inadvertently mentioned the surgery, that Shen Ze truly realized something was wrong.

What Xu Ying underwent was just a routine minor surgery.

The doctors at the People's Hospital also said at the time that the surgery went smoothly and that as long as the patient recovered on time, there would be no major problems.

Why does it recur after surgery?

Why did the mother leave in such a short time?

Shen Ze placed the soft cloth on the table and his gaze lingered on the photograph.

"Mom, none of the people who forced you to leave with nothing back then can escape."

"Shen Jianjun, Sun Mei, and the Sun family."

"They owe us, and I will make them pay it back, little by little."

The incense smoke from the incense burner rose slowly, and the only sound in the worship room was the ticking of the clock.

A moment later, Shen Ze turned and left.

He changed into a suit, got into his car, and headed towards Mingzhu Private Bank.

Shen Jianjun and Sun Mei were at their wits' end.

Their total debt has now exceeded eight billion, and the only person they can hold onto is Chen Wen.

They will definitely go to Pearl Private Bank.

Shen Ze was waiting for them there.

The car had just left Ziyuan when my phone rang.

"Chairman Shen."

The secretary's voice came through the phone: "We've found a lead on the person you asked me to contact."

Shen Ze's expression shifted: "The attending physician who performed the surgery on my mother back then?"

"Yes."

The secretary said, "The other party left the People's Hospital a long time ago and has also moved out of Shanghai. He has left almost no public information over the years, and it took us a lot of time to confirm his whereabouts."

Shen Ze gripped his phone, his knuckles tightening slightly.

Doctors at the People's Hospital have stable jobs and decent pay.

Local doctors, in particular, rarely resign voluntarily unless they encounter a major change, let alone suddenly move away from Shanghai.

The doctor, however, left the hospital shortly after his mother's death, seemingly deliberately avoiding everyone.

The more I think about it, the more abnormal it seems.

"Continue to confirm his specific situation."

Shen Ze said in a deep voice, "Don't alert them."

"clear."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Ze leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes.

Xu Ying only underwent a routine surgery.

Logically speaking, such serious consequences should not have occurred at all.

Back then, he had neither the ability nor anyone willing to help him and his mother, so he could only watch helplessly as his mother passed away.

It's different now.

Once Shen Jianjun is completely dealt with, he will personally go to see the doctor.

He had to find out whether his mother's death was an accident.

On the other side, at the Sun Family Manor in Longdu.

Sun Qingliang sat in the main seat of the living room, with a newly delivered document in front of him.

The information recorded in the document was about the recent situation of Jianjun Group.

He had only been back for a few days when they got into another huge mess.

The documents were turned page by page until it was seen that Jianjun Group's debts had exceeded eight billion yuan.

Sun Qingliang's face grew increasingly grim.