Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

After returning home, Han Qian locked himself in a room.

Cai Qinghu looked at the closed door and walked downstairs and asked curiously.

"What happened? What happened? Are you angry with Bai Rou?"

Nuan Nuan lay on the sofa and pouted.

"He's sick again. His male chauvinist disease is back again. There's no cure at all. Cheng Jin asked him to borrow 200 million yuan, but he didn't. It's so troublesome."

Cai Qinghu frowned.

"Only 200 million? Is that money? I thought it was a big deal. I'll send it to Cheng Jin later, so it counts as half of my father."

"Cai Qinghu, if you don't have fun, go back to Shengjing."

Listening to Han Qian's scolding, Cai Qinghu looked at Wen Nuan with a blank look on his face and asked.

"Have I violated the rules of heaven? Are you going to kick me out?"

Wen Nuan smiled.

"We have said that he is a male chauvinist. He thinks that Cheng Jin can borrow money from him because they have a good relationship, and the money is not repayable. If he takes it, it will be wasted. He has already rejected Cheng Jin. I guess this will make you feel unhappy."

Cai Qinghu whispered.

"It's not much. Didn't Cheng Jin use the money to do post-disaster reconstruction work? I'll give him two hundred million as a gift to my husband-in-law Jide."

Nuan Nuan sat up, pinched his feet with both hands and smiled.

"Why are you stupider than me? How do you explain why you gave Cheng Jin money? He set a red line for you and Han Qian? This doesn't make sense. If what our company gets is okay, it is donated to the city, but you What do you say? I’m being criticized, isn’t it?”

Cai Qinghu said oh and said warmly again.

"Baitao went to Lin Zongheng to get money from the company. I said I would come and get the 200 million."

Han Qian said angrily.

"Take a fart, this is a big hole. There is a father over there at Baitao. If he doesn't bother enough, his father will speak. People in other cities don't dare to say anything. Where is Cheng Jin? Who does he have? He dares to take it. Tomorrow Jiang Jiang Wei will start with him. What kind of company is not a company? Why did Niu Guodong commit suicide in the first place? Others donated his money to the Yamenmen! Go, go, you two go play games."

Wen Nuan sighed.

"I don't understand now, why can't Cheng Jin get this money?"

In fact, Cheng Jin can get the money, but Han Qian just doesn't want to pay for it in Honor or Changxiang. First of all, these two companies are not Wen Nuan or Yan Qingqing. There are other people's interests in them.

He didn't want Wen Nuan and Yan Qingqing to be criticized.

As for deposits, maybe Wen Nuan has them, and so does Qian Ling, but if it's a personal account, Cheng Jin is in trouble, and Jiang Wei is looking for an opportunity to deal with it, but he can't find it. How can the truth be revealed? If many people say it, then it's true.

Also, if the money is thrown away, it will be gone. It is basically impossible for Cheng Jin to pay back the money. Now Han Qian does not dare to let Cheng Jin get resources for him at the Yamenmen. Someone has already taken care of the Dongcheng land and the villa. The ink begins.

The scenic spot over at Long Huihui was destroyed by heavy rain, and Han Qian has not been notified to rebuild it yet, which shows that Cheng Jin is not so free now.

Baitao is here.

Han Qian squinted at his phone and dialed Liu Shengge's number.

"Eunuch, give Cheng Jin two hundred million from the Liu family."

"Call daddy!"

"father."

"Silly son, dad lied to you."

Liu Shengge hung up the phone, and Han Qian was so angry that he had difficulty breathing.

Want to enjoy the money? Sun Zhenbao has just gotten closer. If there is a problem with Changxiang's fund, these two old men will run away faster than anyone else.

Move Glory’s money? Neither Qian Ling nor Gao Jishi would say anything, but Liu Shengge, a bastard who didn't agree to hand over the shares in the first place, would never let Han Qian comply.

Han Qian dialed An An's number, but he hung up after the call was connected.

What's the point of asking An An for money?

What is the return on investment?

If I can repay the borrowed money, I will change my business, but it will cost 200 million in one go. An An's money is earned harder than anyone else.

Wei Jiu? Han Qian didn't want to speak. He had been with him for more than three years in retirement. How could he have so much money in his hands? If he had money, could he come back?

Headache!

Han Qian called his father-in-law.

"Dad, we're in a little trouble."

After briefly explaining what had happened, Wen She was silent for a few seconds before replying.

"I have the money. If you want me to give it to you, are you sure it will be safe for Cheng Jin to take the money? Are you sure this is not a trap for Cheng Jin? Niu Guodong was in trouble because of a similar incident. Even if Cheng Jin went to provide disaster relief, Who believes it? And 200 million is not enough at all. You can't solve any problems you give Cheng Jin now, but will only add more trouble to him. Binhai's statistical population was 2.8 million ten years ago. How many are there now? Nearly Four million, nearly one million people and animals were affected by the disaster. One dollar per person is one million, ten dollars is ten million, and one hundred dollars is one hundred million. It sounds like a lot, but what can this money do? This matter is a mess for Cheng Jin , better than anything else.”

What the father-in-law said was absolutely right, it would be better to let Wen Shu show off than anything else, but the character of this old man could allow him to just watch like this?

At five o'clock in the evening, Han Qian left home and rode his motorcycle to the Yamen Gate. He opened the door and walked into Cheng Jin's office. He looked at the piles of cash piled on the table and Cheng Jin, who was smoking a cigarette and had bloodshot eyes, and frowned. road.

"Are you crazy?"

Cheng Jin spoke in a hoarse voice.

"I sold my house. Where can I live? The boss won't give me any money, so I will figure out a way to solve these problems myself. I am a parent official! These are the donations from the Yamenmen children. Hehe, it's more than 600,000 yuan. That's a lot. Bar?"

Han Qian stepped forward, picked up his pocket and put the money in. Then he saw the envelope on the table. Han Qian frowned and gritted his teeth.

"Are you really crazy? Do you dare to accept this kind of envelope?"

Cheng Jin's eyes turned red when he looked at Han Qian, and he choked with sobs.

"One position, 30 million! If I sell it, I can get the money to compensate the affected citizens and let them survive the winter! Binhai's money was originally enough, but now the higher-ups don't admit that this money has been touched by Li Shaoqi. If Binhai The people affected by the disaster did not receive assistance. According to the above investigation, I, Cheng Jin, am dead! I am dead inside and out, why don't I do something useful before I die? "

Han Qian threw the envelope in Cheng Jin's face and said angrily.

"What are you doing with this thing? Can't you see? Then I'll let you listen now!"

Han Qian took out his hand and called Sun Zhengmin. After the call was connected, Han Qian said angrily.

"Why don't you give me money?"

Sun Zhengmin sighed.

"Why? Because my Qin Yaozu didn't give him face at the party, because Li Shaoqi touched the money, Fu Dong has to suppress it, because someone wants to gild his daughter, because I have a good relationship with you, it's just a trap, I'll be honest with you Say, you can't fill this hole even if you throw all Changxiang in, not to mention some guys are just waiting for you to throw money into it. If you throw money in, your two companies will be frozen immediately. It doesn't take too much. Two months is enough for you, right? You used to threaten to close down, but are you okay now?"

Han Qian curled his lips and said.

"Why freeze me? Nuan Nuan said my ex-wife, Yan Qingqing and I just have a child."

Sun Zhengmin sighed.

"What about childishness? There are ten thousand reasons. There is nothing we can't do, only what you can't think of. Chen Jinye, Fu Dong, Lao Bai, Fang Xiong, Chen Zhan, why don't you freeze your two small companies? I will tell you straightforwardly. You, get money for Cheng Jin, even if you pay a bribe, because the money will not give Cheng Jin a chance to pay it forward, do you understand?"

"I know, I'll let Cheng Jin commit suicide now!"

"The money will be available soon. When the time comes, Cheng Jin will be charged with misappropriation of funds, and everyone will die anyway."

"Tell Jiang Wei, what the fuck! Is the fuck alive?"

After hanging up the phone, Han Qian looked at Cheng Jin.

"Do you hear me now?"

Cheng Jin nodded, but then wiped his tears.

"Then what should I do? The documents are right in front of me, asking me to solve them, but no one dares to answer my phone calls!"

Han Qian said angrily.

"What should I do? What should I do? I'll do it. What can I do? Get me the list and go to sleep at Sanbao in the Binhai Hotel. Qinghu has been renting a room there for a year. Qinghu can just stay at my house these days. Come on, why are you crying? If crying could solve the problem, I, Han Qian, would have flooded Binhai long ago. I am even more difficult than Tang Monk who was seeking Buddhist scriptures in the West."

Carrying a bag of money, he delivered it door to door, then ran to the house sales center to find the buyer. At twelve o'clock in the morning, Han Qian came to the door.

"The house is not for sale. You can take the money back and I will make up for the difference! If you don't agree, I will make you eat all the money and choke you to death."

The real estate agent went to work overtime in the middle of the night to re-transfer the house.

It was already past three in the morning when we walked out of the real estate center.

Han Qian squatted on the roadside, lit a cigarette, and gritted his teeth.

"Damn, they say I'm the Black Empire, right? Then I'll show you what the Black Empire is."

A phone call was made.

"There is a plan, I tell you, you listen, you do it, and I take care of the aftermath."

"Han Qian, how many years have I been waiting for you! But I need a guarantee."

"My son gave it to you."

There was silence on the phone for a long time. About three minutes later, Han Qian said angrily.

"Feng Lun, did you die suddenly?"

"No, I was thinking! You died suddenly, your son has to laugh, is he as good as you as a father? Prepare the list, prepare for the party, prepare to be injured, prepare to have a happy cooperation."

I'm going to bed.