40: Zero Yuan Purchase, a Big Bang

When Zhao Zijun heard this, his face lit up immediately. "The money has been delivered, that's great. With this money, we can solve our urgent needs now."

As Zhao Zijun was speaking, he noticed his father's serious expression and his voice became lower and lower. When he was wondering, Grandpa Zhao gave him the answer.

The old man pointed to a small money bag beside him and said in a deep voice, "Don't be too happy too soon. Open the bag and you will know after taking a look."

Zhao Zijun walked in the direction his father pointed. He opened the small cloth bag and saw that it was filled with dollars. It looked like the amount must be at least several hundred dollars, right?

Zhao Zijun was puzzled. What did his father mean by asking him to look at Dayang? He asked, "Father, this is..."

Mr. Zhao said in a deep voice: "The money in this bag is the funds that the butler can transfer from the shops under our name."

"What? How is this possible?" Zhao Zijun was shocked after hearing this.

He anxiously asked Mr. Zhao, "Father, how come we only have so little money with so many stores under our name?"

"How is it impossible? Have you forgotten? It's only been a short time since the Chinese New Year. Didn't we collect all the working capital on the books during the Chinese New Year? In addition, the people in Luzhou were in a panic some time ago. People were hiding at home and no one was open for business. It's good to have this little money left."

Zhao Zijun's face turned worried when he heard this. "Father, I thought that raising funds from the store would help us out of our immediate crisis, but now this little money is not enough for our daily expenses. What should we do next?"

Mr. Zhao sighed, "Zijun, given our family's current situation, as long as we cut down on expenses and save unnecessary costs, we can still ensure the normal daily operation of our family. As long as we persist for a while and wait for the profit in the store to come out, we will be able to get through this difficult time."

When Mr. Zhao said this, his face turned ugly. "The difficulty now is that our factory bought a batch of raw materials after the New Year. Half of the payment has been paid, and the remaining half has been promised to be paid within this month. If it is not paid on time, we will have to pay three times the penalty! And the products produced by this amount of raw materials can be converted into profits in three months at the earliest. There is less than half a month left..."

When Zhao Zijun heard this, he also remembered this incident and his breathing became rapid. This payment for the goods was like adding insult to injury for their family.

Zhao Zijun walked around the study anxiously, his face was very pale, and said: "Father, this batch of goods payment is tens of thousands of dollars. In this environment, who is willing to lend us so much money? Our only way is to sell our property to raise funds to solve the urgent problem first! ”

Mr. Zhao pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "It's not that there is no way. Our previous plan can be implemented in advance. As long as it succeeds..."

"Father, but... that plan is still short, it's not time yet..." Zhao Zijun said worriedly, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Mr. Zhao.

"Time is so urgent now. If we sell our property, we won't get a good price right away, and it will easily attract their attention, even though we just gave them a sum of money... I've made up my mind, go call the children over!"

"Father... this..." Zhao Zijun wanted to persuade him again, but he saw his father looking at him. Although he had many concerns, he knew that his father had made a decision...

Zhao Zijun sighed and nodded slowly. He turned and walked out of the old man's study to call the children.

After Zhao Zijun left, Mr. Zhao was the only one left in the study. He stood up, walked to the window, looked at the scenery outside, and felt mixed emotions.

He knew what his son said, but in this situation, he could only give it a try. If he lost, he could still save his life, but if he chose another situation and the master behind the scenes knew about it, his whole family would be wiped out!!!

Not long after, Zhao Zijun brought his four children into the study. Their faces were full of confusion. What on earth was the matter that their grandfather called them over at this time?

Mr. Zhao turned around and looked at the four grandchildren in front of him, "Children, you all know what's going on at home now..."

Only the six of them knew what was discussed in the study. More than half an hour later, when Zhao Wenchen and his four brothers and sisters left the old man's study, their faces were as pale as paper.

The four brothers and sisters looked at each other outside the study and then dispersed.

Zhao Wenchen found a servant and asked where the servant was who had just come to report the news about Fang Feifei to him.

After asking several servants in succession and they all said that they didn't see anything, Zhao Wenchen's face suddenly darkened. He felt suffocated in his chest at this moment and was about to lose his temper, but the shouting coming from outside the villa immediately dissipated his anger.

"Master Wenchen——"

Zhao Wenchen heard that the person who was looking for him was one of the people he sent to follow Fang Feifei, and he came over now just to ask him about the news about Fang Feifei.

Zhao Wenchen looked up and saw a dusty servant walking in from the door. This servant was another servant he sent to follow Fang Feifei.

"Master Wenchen, Fang Feifei is sitting in the teahouse drinking tea now!"

Zhao Wenchen's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Come on, take me there!"

The master and servant had just taken two steps when Zhao Wenchen stopped again and said, "You go back to the teahouse first and continue to follow me. I will be there later." After saying that, Zhao Wenchen turned around and walked in one direction.

The servant glanced in the direction Zhao Wenchen left, then turned and left, and Zhao Wenchen walked straight towards Mr. Zhao's study.

Zhao Wenchen walked with heavy steps to the outside of Mr. Zhao's study. He hesitated for a while and knocked on the door of the study.

"Grandpa, I'm Wen Chen!"

In the study, Mr. Zhao's old and majestic voice came through the door of the study, "Wen Chen, come in!"

Zhao Wenchen pushed open the door of the study and walked in. He bowed to Old Man Zhao, took a deep breath, and spoke nervously: "Grandpa, I'm going to look for Fang Feifei, but... but I have no money, this..." As Zhao Wenchen spoke, he felt embarrassed.