The villain must spend all his money before he goes bankrupt [Transmigration Book]

The coffee shop is near the Jingzhe. Ye Zhou didn't take the driver with him when he went out. After negotiating a cooperation with Song Qifan, he originally planned to go directly to Mr. Jiang and wait for him to go home after get off work.

But as soon as Ye Zhou walked out of the coffee shop, his phone vibrated.

The call was from Xu Cheng, with a cautious voice: "Brother Ye, I want to ask you, can I really use the money on the card you gave me earlier?"

Ye Zhou thought something was wrong, but when he heard this, he was almost amused by his cautious tone, and he held back his smile and said boldly: "Of course, how can I go back on what I promised."

"Uh, if I need more money..." Xu Cheng slowly squeezed toothpaste, leaving Ye Zhou the opportunity to interrupt him at any time.

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Zhou interrupted him.

"Stop." Ye Zhou's voice trembled.

Just when Xu Cheng thought Ye Zhou was going to stop him, Ye Zhou said in a very serious tone, "Have you been to the movies recently?"

Xu Cheng was taken aback by the question. He looked at his teammates around him, and finally understood Ye Zhou's meaning under the dancing gestures of his teammates, and said, "Are you talking about the comedy you made? I have seen it. I went to see it several times with my team...friends."

These words are not mixed with any water.

Ye Zhou, as their angel investor, supported them to set up an e-sports team. Hearing that Ye Zhou's movie was going to be released, Xu Cheng bought movie tickets for his relatives and friends early, and organized a group to watch it together.

One time was not enough, and I pulled a few teammates to do the second and third swipes, and I had enough energy to contribute to Ye Zhou's box office.

Not only did they use it by themselves, but they also logged in to Weibo, which had millions of fans, which they hadn't logged in for a long time. They held lottery draws and gave away movie tickets everywhere.

Ye Zhou didn't think too much when he asked. If he knew what these young men were doing behind their backs, he would definitely be dumbfounded by them.

He was not surprised to hear Xu Cheng's answer. After all, after experiencing such marketing, "A Farce", a dark horse on National Day, has almost become popular among the people. Even if you haven't seen it, you will never be unfamiliar with it.

Ye Zhou's tone was very flamboyant, a rich second generation who almost had the word 'flaunting wealth' written on his face, and his tone was very domineering: "Do you know how much money that movie made?"

It's too much to say!If it were someone else, they would definitely despise him and despise him, but...

When the person who heard this was a little fan like Xu Cheng who had a golden filter for Ye Zhou, not only did he not feel that Ye Zhou deserved to be beaten, but even admired him a little: "Listen, I have heard that it seems that there are more than 20 years old. [-] million……"

"I know you don't dare to spend it!" Ye Zhou was heartbroken, "Captain Xu, I think your ideological awareness is not in place, tell me, do I owe you the money, the card is already in your hands, What is there not to dare to spend?"

"..." Xu Cheng was at a loss for words.

The few teammates around him were not much better. Even Wei Xun and Fatty, who had always talked the most, were surprised by the generosity of the patron's father.

Some of them have won championships, signed sky-high contracts, and have seen the world, but looking at all the team owners and sponsors they have come into contact with, there are really few who spend money so simply and straightforwardly as Ye Zhou.

If they are still the former champion team, it's okay to say that it means that the boss values ​​their potential and trusts them to bring him several times or even dozens of times of income.

But now, although they don't want to admit it, they can't hide the fact that since Xu Cheng retired, they are not in good condition, and later they were dismantled and sold to different teams because of lack of results.

E-sports, strength speaks.

Although they have won two championships, if they cannot meet the expectations of fans and continue to win consecutively, no matter how brilliant they once were, they will be nothing but the past.

To be honest, if it weren't for their poor performance in the past two years, the team wouldn't be able to let them go as simple as paying liquidated damages.

For them like this, Ye Zhou was willing to give out so much money so generously, even though he was as calm as Xu Cheng and as shrewd as the deputy team, he couldn't help being moved at this moment.

It's too majestic, just this courage makes people feel emotional.

This complete trust made the four people present feel their hearts were boiling hot.

After Ye Zhou finished speaking, he didn't see the other person responding for a long time. Looking at the phone that was still on the phone, he couldn't help but wonder if he had spoken too seriously just now.

The voice slowed down and tried to explain: "Uh, I mean..."

"Brother Ye, you don't need to talk, I understand." Xu Cheng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and solemnly made a promise to Ye Zhou as a captain, "Don't worry, we will definitely achieve results."

Unless he can no longer fight, can no longer swallow, otherwise, Xu Cheng will not live up to his trust, and he will not let all his money go to waste.

After hanging up the phone, Jing Zhe's Shen Zhou e-sports room fell into a long silence.

About 5 minutes later, Xu Cheng grabbed the clothes hanging on the chair, walked out while wearing them, and said to several teammates without looking back: "Let's go, now we can talk about the transfer."

As soon as his voice fell, several people followed immediately. They did not communicate with each other along the way, only when they reached the gate of the tok team, Xu Cheng stopped in his footsteps.

Xu Cheng stared at the team light board, and said after a few seconds: "Remember."

"With this door, with this money spent, we have no reason to fail."

Others may not understand what Xu Cheng said, but the three people present all understood what he meant.

Without hesitation, they nodded together.

……

After hanging up Xu Cheng's phone, Ye Zhou looked at the time, and decided to continue with the previous arrangement, pick up Mr. Jiang from get off work, and take the car back home. It would be even better if he could finish dinner on the way.

However, what Ye Zhou didn't expect was that when he arrived downstairs in Jingzhe, he was told by the secretary that Mr. Jiang was not in the company today.

Ye Zhou was a little surprised. This didn't fit Mr. Jiang's style.

After thinking for a while, Ye Zhou walked towards the side of the road and called Mr. Jiang. The phone was picked up quickly. Mr. Jiang's voice came from the receiver, which sounded colder than usual.

In addition, the sound of quarreling and the smashing of porcelain on the ground can be vaguely heard.

Ye Zhou was taken aback, thinking of something wrong in Mr. Jiang's voice, he immediately asked nervously, "Brother Jiang, where are you and what happened?"

There was a moment of silence on the phone before Ye Zhou heard Boss Jiang say, "It's all right, have you finished talking about your script?"

"It's over, I'm going to go back now." Sensing that Mr. Jiang was in a bad mood, Ye Zhou didn't bring up the idea of ​​rubbing the car again. He was afraid that Mr. Jiang would ask, so he changed the subject and said: "I called to ask you, tonight Is there anything you want to eat, I'll buy it on the way back, and I can eat it when you come back."

The quarrel on the other side continued. The man's roar and the woman's hysteria sounded suffocating, which made Ye Zhou even more worried.

"That... Brother Jiang, are you okay?" After hesitating again and again, Ye Zhou asked.

Jiang Tingyuan glanced at the woman who was picking up a vase not far away and was about to smash it. He covered the receiver with his hand and said coldly, "Is that enough?"

His voice was not loud, but it was like a rest, calming down the originally noisy environment instantly.

Swept by Jiang Tingyuan's eyes, the aggressive man was like a chicken being strangled by the neck, and he didn't dare to say a word.

Putting down his hands, Jiang Tingyuan said to Ye Zhou, "Send me your location, and I'll pick you up now."

"Ah, if you're busy, I can take a taxi back." Although Ye Zhou didn't know what happened to Mr. Jiang, he couldn't help him, at least he didn't want to make trouble for him.

"It's almost over." Jiang Tingyuan remained expressionless.

Ye Zhou still wanted to refuse: "No need..."

"I'll be there in 15 minutes." Mr. Jiang interrupted him, and added: "Wait for me."

Having said so much, it is obviously unrealistic to refuse, so Ye Zhou can only accept it.

At the end of the call, Jiang Tingyuan looked at the man and woman who started to quarrel again, with an increasingly impatient expression on his face, and said coldly: "You two are arguing, I'll go first."

He has always been one-sided. Seeing that Jiang Tingyuan really turned around to leave, the man suddenly couldn't care less about the son who had been raised under the old man's knee since he was a child, and shouted loudly: "That money is really important, you must Call me on time!"

Jiang Tingyuan seemed to have never heard of it, not to mention turning around, he didn't even stop in his footsteps.

The man suddenly became anxious, what the son did in the past suddenly surfaced in his mind, the accumulated resentment could no longer be controlled, and all of them surged into his heart, the evil came from his guts, and he threw the vase in his hand at Jiangting Far.

The vase failed to hit, and fell hard on the ground, and the broken pieces scattered away, many of which fell on the nearest Jiang Tingyuan.

The sharp fragments of the vase cut a long and thin wound on Jiang Tingyuan's wrist, and blood gushed out of the wound continuously, the scene was shocking.

Jiang Tingyuan turned around slowly, ignoring the bleeding wrist, and walked towards the man step by step. The speed was not fast, but every step seemed to be stepping on the man's heart.

Father Jiang's voice was trembling with fear, but he still tried to use his father's airs to suppress Jiang Tingyuan: "No matter what I say, I am your father! Ayu is also your brother, so you really want to look at your brother because of that little money. Can't you lose the company that you managed to run?!"

Unexpectedly, it would be better if he didn't mention it, Jiang Tingyuan's face turned colder when he mentioned it.

Standing still in front of Jiang's father, just when Jiang's father thought he would do something to him in the next second, he was so nervous that he closed his eyes, but suddenly something was stuffed in his hand.

Jiang's father thought that Jiang Tingyuan still didn't dare to fight with him as a father, so he opened his eyes cautiously, saw the envelope in his hand, and asked with a frown, "What is this?"

"Open it and have a look." Jiang Tingyuan said calmly.

Based on Jiang's understanding of the elder son, he knew that his indifferent and selfish elder son would never give him anything good, so he didn't intend to open the envelope at all, and subconsciously wanted to throw it away.

Jiang Tingyuan, however, seemed to see through his mind, and said before he made a move: "If you throw it away, you will definitely regret it."

Father Jiang froze.

After struggling again and again, I opened the envelope and took out a thin stack of papers from inside.

That is a contract.

Father Jiang didn't take it seriously at first, but as he read it, his face became more and more ugly. When he read the entire contract, Father Jiang's face turned pale.

This is a loan contract. Party A is a small leather bag company owned by Jiang Tingyuan, and Party B is none other than Jiang Yu, the youngest son that Jiang's father misses so much.

Let alone the loan amount of 2000 million, Jiang Yu has been overdue for half a year and has failed to repay the debt, the interest alone is not a small amount.

"You, you actually!" Father Jiang was so angry that he couldn't speak, and directly tore the contract in his hand to pieces.

Jiang Tingyuan didn't stop him, but after he finished tearing it up, he said in a cold tone: "It doesn't matter how many copies you want to tear up."

Before Father Jiang could react, Jiang Tingyuan dropped another bomb.

"Jiang Yu owes more than the 2000 million. If you want, I can show you the remaining contracts."

"How dare you!" Father Jiang no longer saw his calmness before, and his voice broke because of being too angry.

Jiang Tingyuan took out a tissue and slowly wiped the blood on his wrist.

"If you want to pay off the debt for your beloved son."

"It's better to use Jiang's equity to pay for it."