The Pentium Era - South to North

Song Chunming sat there and kept buttoning Boss Xiong. Apart from that, he didn't know what else he could do. Finally, there were times when he wanted to hear Big Brother's bell ringing, but Big Brother was silent, even if his mother It would be nice to have a debtor call in, but that's not the case.

Song Chunming kept buttoning for almost an hour, and finally the big brother rang. Song Chunming quickly shouted: "Hey, hey..."

"Hey, you bastard, you liar!" Boss Xiong yelled on the phone: "Don't detain me anymore. I will never believe you, this liar. I'll give you ten days, every penny is no more, to pay off the debt." I'll pay you, otherwise I won't just seal the door of your sales office, I promise to seal the door of your company as well, and I will do what I say."

"No, no, Boss Xiong, listen to me..." Song Chunming shouted. There was already a beeping sound coming from the other side of the phone. Boss Xiong had already hung up the phone and didn't even want to hear a word from Song Chunming. Long-winded.

Song Chunming knew in his heart that he had really pissed off Boss Xiong this time. Damn it, he didn't know who in the company was so talkative.

Song Chunming didn't know how he got to the company. When he walked into the door, he saw that there were more people inside than usual. He was stunned for a moment before he remembered that the people from the sales department had withdrawn.

Song Chunming walked in, and everyone inside stared at him silently. Song Chunming suddenly became angry and cursed loudly: "What are you looking at?!"

Everyone quickly lowered their heads.

Song Chunming saw the office director and sales manager standing at the door of his office. Song Chunming cursed at the office director:

"Check for me and find out which one here is the traitor and which one is the talkative one who leaked the news that we sold our house to the person named Xiong!"

The office director shook his head and said, "No need to check."

"It's them. Someone from them has been watching us." The sales manager said, "As long as someone comes in, someone from them will follow and watch from the side."

"You mean, when you sold the house yesterday, someone was watching?" Song Chunming asked.

The sales manager nodded.

Song Chunming shouted: "Then why didn't you tell me?"

The sales manager pursed his lips and said aggrievedly: "They came in and just stood there without saying a word. I don't know what they came for."

"I'm not here to keep an eye on you, or something. If someone has something to do, I would have asked you a long time ago. Why are you so stupid? Are you the reincarnation of a fucking pig?"

The sales manager became anxious, stamped his feet, and cried: "I'm a house seller, not a spy. How do I know who's being followed or not? Okay, give me your salary. I'm quitting. There's no house to sell anyway." ”

When the office director heard this, he quickly dragged the sales manager aside.

Song Chunming walked into his office angrily and sat down. After a while, the office director came in and said to Song Chunming:

"Mr. Song, you just...your tone was indeed a little harsh. The little girl couldn't bear it. I finally managed to persuade you."

"What are you trying to persuade me to do?" Song Chunming stared at the office director and shouted, "Anyone who doesn't want to do this job can get the hell out of here. I won't even get a penny of salary. That's all I'll do!"

The office director quickly waved his hand: "Okay, if you are angry, I won't say more to you."

As he talked, he walked out, and Song Chunming sat there blankly.

After a while, the director came back. Song Chunming looked at him and said angrily, but his tone had obviously slowed down: "You didn't say more, why did you come back?"

"I thought about it, and I still feel like I want to say something." The director said, "Xiao Lu is waiting for you up front. Actually, I have something to tell you."

Xiao Lu is their sales manager. Song Chunming asked: "What's the matter?"

"It's about funding." The director said, "There is a person who said he could lend us money. He said that many real estate companies have borrowed money from them."

When Song Chunming heard about this, his eyes lit up and he shouted: "Quickly, let her in quickly."

The director walked out, and after a while, he walked in with Xiao Lu. Xiao Lu's eyes were still red and swollen. After walking in, although he sat in front of Song Chunming's desk with the director, he turned his head to On one side, don’t look at Song Chunming.

Song Chunming smiled and said to her: "Okay, Xiao Lu, I apologize to you. It was my bad attitude earlier, I'm sorry!"

The director said quickly: "Come on, Xiao Lu, Mr. Song has already apologized to you. You have to understand that Mr. Song will definitely be in a bad mood when something like today happens."

Xiao Lu turned his head, but lowered his head and muttered: "Who wants you to apologize?"

He raised his right hand and threw a crumpled business card on Song Chunming's table: "Here you go."

Song Chunming picked it up and looked at it. It read "Hangcheng Zhonghui Financial Development Co., Ltd. Bian Fujun". Song Chunming asked: "Xiao Lu, what's going on with this?"

Xiao Lu said: "That's him. He came to our sales office yesterday afternoon and asked our company if it needed funds. He said that his company had funds, but the interest rate was a little higher than that of banks. Many real estate companies in Hangzhou are now asking them to borrow money. money."

"Did he say what conditions were required for the loan, such as requiring a mortgage or something?" Song Chunming asked.

Xiao Lu shook his head.

"Then what he said is that the interest rate is a little higher than that of banks. Did he say how much higher it is?" Song Chunming continued to ask.

Xiao Lu still shook his head.

"He said, if necessary, let our boss contact him. Aren't you the boss? Isn't there a phone number there?" Xiao Lu said.

The director and Song Chunming both laughed. Song Chunming said, OK, thank you, I will contact him.

The director took Xiao Lu out. Song Chunming picked up the phone, looked at the phone number on the business card, and dialed the phone. After the phone rang twice, it was picked up. A girl's clear voice rang:

"Hello, Hangcheng Zhonghui Financial Development Co., Ltd."

Song Chunming said: "Hello, I want to find Bian Fujun."

"Okay, just wait a moment, I'll help you turn around right away."

The phone beeped twice, and a voice rang: "Hello!"

"Hello, I'm looking for Bian Fujun." Song Chunming said.

"That's me. Who are you?"

"I am Hangcheng Sentai Real Estate Co., Ltd...."

"Is it Mr. Song?" the other party asked.

Song Chunming was startled and asked, "How do you know my surname is Song?"

"Haha, it is indeed Mr. Song. Hello Mr. Song, there is nothing surprising. We have the information of all the real estate companies in Hangzhou. Of course I know who you are."

"Oh, I called because I wanted to... I wanted to..." Song Chunming stammered, thinking about how to say this.

"Mr. Song, are you having difficulty with capital turnover now?" The other party interrupted him and went straight to the point: "Now, nine out of ten real estate companies in Hangzhou have capital turnover problems. This is normal."

The other party in turn relieved Song Chunming, which made him feel relieved and had a good impression of the other party.

Song Chunming said: "That's right, there is difficulty in capital turnover. May I ask, what are the requirements for borrowing money from you?"

"No request, Mr. Song. Let me ask, what are you going to use this fund for?"

"Pay for the project."

"Well, that's fine, as long as it's not to pay off gambling debts. We can borrow money to pay for the project and land."

"Oh, let me ask if there are any other conditions required, such as a mortgage or something." Song Chunming asked.

"Will you come to us to borrow money if you want a mortgage?" The other party asked, "Besides, your company's office is rented and there are no other assets. The only thing that can be mortgaged is a piece of land. Have you not already mortgaged the land to the Agricultural Bank of China? Ten million?"

Song Chunming was surprised again. It seemed that the other party knew him well. He said, "We have the information of all real estate companies in Hangzhou." He was not lying.

"That's right, can I still borrow it?" Song Chunming asked.

"Can."

"What's your interest rate?"

"You may need to come over and talk about this, because we will have different interest rates based on different companies and different situations."

"Okay, then what else do I need to bring?"

"You must bring your business license, ID card, and tax registration certificate. The more complete the other certificates and certificates you can bring, the better. This will be good for us when scoring you."

"Score, what do you mean?"

"Rate your company and the boss himself. The higher the score, the lower the interest. For example, Liu Ligan's Jinxiu Dadi Real Estate Company, we can lend it to him with one point of monthly interest. Isn't it faster than the bank loan interest? about there?"

"What? They also borrowed money from you?"

"No, no, I'm just making an analogy. They are not short of money."

"Oh, I understand, I'll come right away." Song Chunming said to the other party.

"Okay, welcome, Mr. Song." the other party said.

After putting down the phone, Song Chunming quickly found all the documents from the cabinet. He saw a file bag in the corner. He opened it and took a look. Inside was his original work permit in the agency, as well as the red badge of an advanced worker. Song Chunming put the award certificate and the certificates into a plastic bag, picked it up and left.

The other party's company was on the 21st floor of Building C of "Splendid Jiangnan". As he sat in the taxi, Song Chunming remembered that "Splendid Jiangnan" was developed by Liu Ligan. No wonder the other party said that if Liu Ligan borrowed Money, even a penny of interest is fine. It turns out that he is a client of Liu Ligan and the others.

Song Chunming arrived at the first floor of Block C of "Jinxiu Jiangnan" and saw a large stainless steel floor guide hanging here. He saw on it that there was no "Hangcheng Zhonghui Financial Development Co., Ltd." on the 21st floor. ", there is only one "Hangcheng Zhonghui Trading Co., Ltd.", he took out his business card and looked at it, and found that the addresses of the two companies were the same, both 2106.

Song Chunming understood that the official name of this company was "Hangcheng Zhonghui Trading Co., Ltd.". As for the Financial Development Co., Ltd., they made it up themselves just to sound nice.

Song Chunming went upstairs and arrived at 2106. The company was quite large. When he walked in, there was a front desk with two girls sitting there.

Song Chunming told them that he was here to see Bian Fujun. One of them immediately stood up and said to him: "Sir, please come with me."

Song Chunming followed the girl and walked over. Inside was an office hall with about a dozen desks. The girl called inside: "Manager Bian, someone is looking for you."

A young man stood up with a stack of paper in his hand. He waved towards Song Chunming. Song Chunming knew that he should be Bian Fujun.

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