Rebirth in the 80s: From street stalls to the spotlight of domestic products

Pang Zhihua answered the phone weakly.

There was a gurgling sound inside, and by the time he reacted, the phone had been hung up!

Pang Zhihua's face was ashen, a roar burst out from his throat, and he suddenly threw the phone on the ground.

"Son of bastards, they are all a bunch of bastards!"

The topic of debt collection was on the phone. Pang Zhihua and a certain big boss had previously borrowed [-] million Hong Kong dollars for five years, but today is only the third year, and there is no reason to collect debts.

Obviously, they also want to add insult to injury. Otherwise, when Pang Zhihua can't find anyone at all, who will they ask for this debt?

But he didn’t spend the money!

When he thought of this, Pang Zhihua quickly picked up the phone from the ground. Fortunately, the phone quality was good.

"Hello, Mr. Governor, I am Pang Zhihua."

"Are you okay?" A cold voice came from the other end of the phone, "If nothing happens, I'll hang up."

"No, no, no, please don't hang up, Mr. Governor. I have something to tell you, but I definitely don't want to ask for your help. I know that no one can save me at the moment, and I will not let you take risks again."

This was very pleasant to the other party's ears, and he said "hmm".

Pang Zhihua said quickly: "Mr. Governor, do you still remember that three years ago you asked me to borrow a sum of [-] million Hong Kong dollars from a private person, but I didn't spend a penny of this money. I gave it all to you at that time. , I don’t ask for anything else, I just ask you to pay back the money!”

Pang Zhihua calculated very clearly that even if his company went bankrupt, the money earned from this money would definitely be able to close all the accounts, and he would be left with nothing except these [-] million!

That's not a bank, it's a big boss of Xiangjiang's underground bank.

If you don't pay him the money you owe him, you probably won't be able to die even if you want to. This is no joke.

"If you don't have any money, you can figure it out on your own. If you have the ability, come to my house and ask for it. Besides, what evidence do you have to prove that all the money was given to me?" The voice on the other end of the phone was very smooth, and it was obvious that he had already thought of this argument. .

"Pang Zhihua, I warn you not to slander anyone. I have never taken a penny from you. If you call me again, I will sue you for defamation!"

After hanging up the phone, Pang Zhihua suddenly felt as if all his strength had been drained from his body. He began to breathe heavily, his face was pale, and cold sweat continued to break out on his forehead. His weakness was a bit scary. When he trembled, he took out the medicine from his pocket and took it. Only then did he recover.

Lying on the ground decadently and regardless of his image, Pang Zhihua howled.

Regret, chagrin, resentment...

All kinds of emotions were rolling in my heart, and I couldn't describe any other feelings.

He was finished, and the company he had worked so hard for all his life was gone.

If the money is not paid, he will only die!

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps was heard, and a figure appeared not far away.

"Who is it?" Pang Zhihua's voice didn't contain any nervousness or fear. He was now penniless and as worthless as a piece of stinking shit. So what if he was a ghost?

"Mr. Pang, it's me."

Pang Zhihua sat up and saw that it was his confidant Liao Yong. He smiled mockingly and said: "Liao Yong, I don't have a penny now. If you want money, just see what is in this house and move it all away." Move away.”

"Mr. Pang, I'm not here to ask for money. You need to cheer up in this situation and find a way!"

"Find a way? Now everyone in Xiangjiang doesn't take me seriously, what else can I do?" Pang Zhihua said this, but after all, the boss who worked hard from the bottom still has some resilience and paused. Then he said: "By the way, Liao Yong, I asked you to build a horse farm last year. No one should know about that project."

"It's too late, Mr. Pang. We owed a debt to Fenghe Foreign Company after building the racecourse. Just three hours ago, Fenghe Foreign Company took over the racecourse."

"What about the money?"

"what money?"

"My racecourse is worth at least 9000 million, but I only owe Fenghe Matheson [-] million!"

But looking at Liao Yong's expression, Pang Zhihua understood instantly.

It was just adding insult to injury, a tactic he had often used before.

Liao Yong opened his mouth but closed it again. When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back. He was really afraid that his next words would make Pang Zhihua die directly.

But he was promoted by Pang Zhihua. How could this little trick be hidden from him?

"If you have anything to say, just say it. I'm already like this now. What news can I be afraid of?"

"Forget it, Mr. Pang."

"Say!"

"The house you left for your wife's daughter abroad has also been sealed!"

"what?"

Pang Zhihua stared at Liao Yong with his eyes wide open, as if he was looking at the enemy who killed his father!

Liao Yong was anxious.

"Mr. Pang, I really didn't do it. You should know that even I wouldn't touch these things. What's more, if I really did it, then there is no need for me to come and tell you. Anyway, it will take you several days to find out? "

"Then how did you know?"

"I have been dealing with the government over the years. I heard what they said today, and I also saw several mainlanders working with them. Do you think the mainland government used some means to find out?"

Mentioning this, an idea suddenly flashed in Pang Zhihua's mind.

Yes, that's it.

It should be the mainland government that came forward to have such intensity. Otherwise, if I had already done it very covertly, how could I have been found out so easily?

When he thought that even his bottom had been exposed, Pang Zhihua felt a strong sense of powerlessness all over his body.

His thoughts couldn't help but drift back to the past. If he hadn't ordered Jin Biao to kidnap Wang Muzhi's wife that day, would things have been different from now?

"Liao Yong, let's go. It's great that you can come and take a look at me at this time. Unfortunately, I have nothing to give you now. It's really sad for the boss to treat me like this."

"Mr. Pang, don't be discouraged. After thinking about it, maybe there is another way we can go."

"I know what you're talking about."

For this confidant who has been with him for more than 20 years, he knows very well what kind of person he is, so it is reasonable to think of this method. After all, only if he dies can the rest of the company be saved.

Pang Zhihua waved his hand, stood up against the wall with a pale face, moved little by little to the sofa, and stretched out his hand.

"Bring it over?"

"Mr. Pang, what do you want?"

"Sleeping pills or any other poison will do. Anyway, if you still want to see me as a favor to you, let me die quickly and don't torture me."

"Mr. Pang, you really underestimate me. How could I have such thoughts?" Liao Yong said helplessly: "I mean, although you have nothing now, you were once one of the top [-] richest people in Hong Kong. You are an asset in your own right, if we can rely on that mainland guy, we may not be able to turn around?"

"Take refuge in him?"

Pang Zhihua was silent.

He really had never thought of this method.