006. The Bank Became a Philanthropist
What happened today made the presidents of the major banks doubt their lives.
First, they knelt down and begged a young man in his twenties not to die. Then, they gave away billions of benefits.
And this person still owed them tens of billions of dollars in debt. In the end, he still had to borrow another billion or so from them.
Who did they think they were?
A philanthropist who sacrificed himself for others?
They were a ruthless bank!
Without any discussion, the presidents of the four major banks rejected in unison.
"Impossible. I can help you reduce your debt, but I definitely can't lend you money again.”
Jiang Yao stood up and prepared to leave the office without any hesitation.
"I'm going to the rooftop. Uncles, help me take care of my dad.”
The presidents of the four major banks peed their pants in fear.
One by one, they grabbed Jiang Yao's arm and begged him.
"Nephew Gu, what are you doing?”
"Weren't we having a good discussion just now? Why did you go to the rooftop again?”
"Nephew, don't say the word rooftop. I'm panicking.”
"If you have something to say, let's talk it out.”
Jiang Yao struggled violently, trying to break free from the restraints of the presidents.
"You don't have to care about me. I'd rather die without money. Let go of me.”
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The presidents of the major banks were about to cry again. How did they meet such a jerk?
He refused to be persuaded and kept asking for money.
In the end, President Zhao of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China gritted his teeth and stomped his foot.
"Nephew, our bank can only lend you another 100 million.”
"After all, the bank belongs to the country. This is already our greatest authority.”
The other presidents also agreed in turn.
"Nephew, the bank is not up to us alone. Each of us can only lend you another 100 million.”
"100 million at most. Any more than that will exceed our authority. If we are found out, we will go to jail.”
"Nephew, just take it that you're doing this for the few of us. You can't simply seek death.”
With the initial capital of 400 million yuan in hand, the few old guys 'profits were almost squeezed dry. Jiang Yao no longer forced them.
If he continued to force it, it might end up in a life-and-death struggle.
He was in his prime and did not want to perish together with these old fellows.
Thinking of this, Jiang Yao sincerely expressed his gratitude.
"Thank you for your help, uncles. Actually, I'm borrowing money for your own good.”
"With that 400 million yuan, I might be able to earn enough money to pay the bank back.”
The presidents of the four major banks scoffed at Jiang Yao's words.
Using 400 million to earn more than 20 billion?
Was that even possible?
Although he thought so in his heart, he praised her against his will.
"Nephew Gu is ambitious. We believe that you will definitely succeed.”
"Since your dad can lose 30 billion on oil futures, it's not impossible for you to earn tens of billions.”
"Nephew, we all think highly of you!”
"If you need any help, just say it. As long as it's within my ability, I'll definitely help.”
The presidents of the major banks made up their minds while they kept comforting Jiang Yao.
He had to think of a way to get out of Shanghai as soon as possible.
Cherish life and stay away from Jiang Yao.
Jiang Yao stood up and said,"
"I'm going to the hospital to see my father. Uncles, transfer the money to my private account as soon as possible.”
Jiang Yao's tone was quite confident when he asked the bank bosses to transfer the money.
Those who didn't know better would probably think that the bank owed him money.
The few bank bosses did not dare to be dissatisfied with this.
What else could a person who was not even afraid of death do?
"Don't worry, the money will be in your account in a while.”
"Nephew, we'll go to the hospital with you to visit Brother Jiang.”
"I guarantee that the money won't be a problem.”
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The group walked out of the conference room and several bank presidents took turns to open the door for Jiang Yao.
The employees who saw this scene were all stunned. They suspected that there was something wrong with their eyes.
Of course, they knew the four big shots of Shanghai's bank system.
In the past, when these people came to inspect the company, they would often line up with the chairman to welcome them.
And now, the four big shots of the banking system were like followers, personally opening the door for their chairman's son.
All the employees of Hanyao Group were proud.
Who said that their company owed a lot of money to the bank and was about to go bankrupt?
Would the four presidents suck up to the chairman's son like this if they owed money to the bank?
It was more like the bank owed their company money.
The company, which had been in a state of panic because of the chairman's suicide, immediately calmed down.
Jiang Yao had no idea what was going on. He was already sitting in the back row of the Maybach S600 owned by President Zhao of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China.
Along the way, they enjoyed the greetings from the employees of the companies that passed by. The presidents of several major banks opened the door and sat in the back row of the Maybach.
He recalled that in his previous life, he had to be ordered around by a small salesperson when he went to the bank to apply for a loan.
Jiang Yao deeply understood one thing.
No matter how poor the rich were, they were still countless times better than the poor.
He clicked on a Golden Leaf (Sky Leaf) that he had only seen online in his previous life and took a deep breath.
These 10,000 yuan cigarettes were different when smoked.
President Zhao, who was like a lackey, brought an ashtray to Jiang Yao.
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