People are weird, my girlfriend burned 100 million yuan for me

Chapter 29 Amitabha, the poor monk has no money
"Your small body is not enough for me to fit between my teeth."

As soon as Song Zhong finished speaking, the bank supervisor suddenly raised his head and asked in disbelief.

"Really? Really don't want to eat me?!"

"If you don't eat, not only will you not be eaten, but I will also give you money."

"How much money you owe, I will pay you. I will fill the hole in the bank."

"But one thing, I'll give you the money. After a week, this bank must be named Song!"

Song finally pulled out his leg with great effort, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he motioned for Bald Biao to bring the contract he had prepared in advance.

Unexpectedly, Bald Biao misunderstood Song Zhong's meaning and stuck Guang Liuliu's head on Song Zhong's big hand.

With a sound of "Pa!", Song Zhong slapped Bald Biao's head away with a slap.

"Contract! Contract! Not the head!"

Looking at the bald-headed Biao's flattering smile and feeling the greasy touch of his palms, Song Zhong felt a chill.

This bald guy doesn't have any special hobbies!

I can no longer pat this b's head in the future.

Not because of anything else, Song Zhong was really afraid that he would be happy!

Song Zhong was thinking while taking over the piles of contracts from Bald Biao.

"This is a labor contract, this is an equity contract, just for one week, do you understand?"

"Yes, okay, big brother."

"Call the boss."

"Good boss!"

Tears welled up in the director's eyes, and he suddenly felt that his life was full of light again!

Unexpectedly, this time Song Mo not only didn't take the trick, but also planned to revitalize the entire bank!

My salary is settled again!

Song Mo looked at the bald-headed Biao standing aside, and pointed to the banknote cart outside the door.

"Biaozi, bring all the banknotes in." "Save the money for me first, it's too troublesome to move the big carts of money."

"Received! Brothers... Colleagues! Move the money!"

Bald-headed Biao waved his hand, and boxes of banknotes were brought in by the boys.

Looking at a large box of banknotes, the bank executive waved a small flag excitedly.

"Come on, brother, keep these boxes."

"Yes! There is still space here!"

It was already evening when all the money was deposited into the bank's vault.

The banknotes that used to be whole trucks have now turned into bank cards, lying quietly in a suitcase.

Bai Rong respectfully opened the suitcase and said to Song Mo.

"Boss, it's over."

"There are two thousand bank cards in this box, each with a deposit of one billion."

"The bank's equity contract has also been completed, and I discovered that after Xu Jianghai's death, a lot of Lotus Group's properties were left behind."

"Including but not limited to hospitals, large supermarkets, ktv, etc."

"These industries are currently in a state of leaderless. I wonder if it is possible...to take over the Lotus Group in its entirety."

"This way we have a fulcrum to leverage the entire Linjiang City starting from the Lotus Group."

At some point, Bai Rong pulled out several reports.

The above records in detail the current status of various industries of the entire Lotus Group, as well as Bai Rong's views and plans for the acquisition of the entire group.

Song Mo listened to Bai Rong's report and was very satisfied.

It's cool to have a dog leg, and you can arrange everything without worrying about yourself.

Bai Rong makes plans, and Bald Biao executes them.

When Song finally slept, everything was arranged properly!

He really didn't expect that the small Linjiang City had two great talents, Bai Rong and Bald Biao at the same time!

"I will do as you say and gather together the executives from all industries under the Lotus Group tomorrow."

"Try to buy them all! Catch them all at once!" "Boss! Everyone is here!"

In the conference hall of Lotus Bank, surrounded by long conference tables, there are strange people in suits and leather shoes.

They all have one thing in common. They all sit extremely upright, with their limbs and heads tied tightly to the chairs, and their mouths are blocked by a ball of smelly socks.

Song Mo looked seriously at the senior executives of the Lotus Group who were sitting in the conference hall, and couldn't hold back, so he stretched out his hand to the bald-headed Biao.

Bald Biao understood, and immediately leaned over to his bald head.

"Snapped!"

"Didn't I ask you to be more polite?!"

"Look at the ones tied for everyone, untie them!"

Song Mo pinched his nose and reprimanded loudly.

There was nothing I could do, a room full of weirdos had smelly socks stuffed into their mouths, the taste was so sour.

Bald Biao rubbed his big bald head, helplessly explaining.

"Boss, they are not obedient, they speak nonsense."

"No matter what Xu Jianghai is dead, today is the king of heaven, Lao Tzu, who can no longer take back these properties."

"Some still resist violently, so I can get used to their problems?!"

"I'll 'snap'! Soon..."

"Stop! Stop! Stop!"

Song Mo glanced around at the weird people sitting in the conference room again.

Seeing each of their weird eyes, their eyes were on fire, and their faces showed an expression of resentment.

Song Zhong pondered for a while, patted Bald Biao on the shoulder, and suddenly felt that he had done the right thing.

"You still did a good job. It seems that you take care of everyone very well! You are very energetic!" "In the future, when encountering such a situation, you can show yourself."

"We are not short of money. If they want to have a good chat, let's have a good chat. If we can't have a good chat, let them have a good chat!"

Although what Song Mo said was a bit convoluted, Bald Biao understood the meaning in an instant, smiled and nodded to promise.

"Everyone, let me introduce to you. I am Song Zhong, and I am also the boss of Tiandi Bank."

"By the way, I forgot to tell everyone that Lianhua Bank has now officially changed its name to Tiandi Bank."

Song finally clapped his hands, motioning everyone to look at him.

"As we sit here today, the main topic of discussion is the acquisition of the Lotus Group property under the control of the bosses."

"Bai Rong, come and present the contract and the funds for the acquisition in front of all the bosses."

At the end of Song's order, a stack of contracts was placed in front of all the bosses, and a small suitcase was placed on the conference room table.

The bald-headed Biao who was watching from the side thought secretly!
The classic operation of the boss, convincing people with cards!

If he guessed correctly, the small box should not contain banknotes.

It's a bank card neatly arranged!
so good!A suitcase of bank cards, each with a savings of one billion!

When Bald Biao was looking enviously at the bosses present, Song Mo said to him.

"Biaozi, pull out the socks in their mouths and let them talk."

"Then they curse..."

"It doesn't matter, I believe that all the bosses are very qualified and civilized."

Song Zhong sat aside and trimmed his nails.

And Bald Biao also reluctantly ordered his subordinates to pull the socks out of the bosses' mouths. "Yes, what a piece of shit Tiandi Bank! We still say that, acquisition, no way!"

"You have the guts to let me go and let me shake someone! I'll tear down your bank in no time!"

"That's right! I can't even do it even if the King of Heaven comes!"

……

In an instant, the entire conference room was full of noise, and everyone glared at Song Zhong, with resentment rolling all over their bodies.

Looking at the noisy conference room, Song Zhong was not angry.

He blew on his newly manicured nails, and held the wire in the air to admire.

Everyone didn't understand the meaning of Song Zhong's actions, only Bai Rong's face changed wildly after observing the wire carefully!
Is that the boss' whip? !
Fuck!The boss is going to demolish the house again? !

You won't kill us on the spot, will you? ?
As soon as Bai Rong thought of the miserable scene in the Ping An Hotel, he hurried out to smooth things over.

"Bosses! Stop scolding, stop scolding!"

"Listen to what our boss has to say!"

"Just say it! If you don't accept it, we will do it! We can't sell the property to you!"

Bai Rong looked at the increasingly excited bosses and closed his eyes in despair.

Destroy it, tired.

Anyway, with the bald man around, the boss can rebuild the house even if he really demolished it.

Just when Bai Rong was feeling uneasy, Song Mo put the iron whip the size of an embroidery needle on the conference table.

As the iron whip touched the conference table, a crisp "clang" sounded in everyone's ears!The sound of gold and iron colliding with a mysterious meaning immediately silenced the entire meeting room!
Everyone looked at the source of the sound - an "embroidery needle"!
Bai Rong covered his face in despair.

Here comes the boss’s big iron whip!

With the mobilization of the Ruyi Bing Iron Technique at the end of the Song Dynasty, the small "embroidery needle" turned back into a normal-sized iron whip.

At the same time, under the infusion of resentment at the end of the Song Dynasty, the originally simple and unsophisticated iron whip exuded a dazzling divine light!
A solemn and solemn ancient aura emanated from the iron whip, and countless strange wailings could be faintly heard amidst the faint divine light.

As soon as the god-beating iron whip appeared, all the weird and shocking people present dared not move!
Song Mo, on the other hand, tugged on the collar of his high-end suit, making the tattoo on his chest looming, and terrifying aura rose from his body, sweeping the entire conference room.

"Continue scolding? Isn't it okay even if the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu come? How about I call out four of you, and you can ask if it's okay?"

"Here, there is this whip that can even hit the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu, why don't you scold it?!"

"Also, whoever wants to do it just now, I will lend you the whip, and I will see if you do it."

"Is it you? Or you?!"

In the quiet air, only Song Zhong's brisk voice echoed in the conference room.

Song Mo held the iron whip and pointed at the sitting bosses of the Lotus Group.

The weird boss who was pointed out seemed to be locked in by a terrifying existence, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

Song Mo didn't write any ink, and asked the bosses present one by one with an iron whip, asking kindly.

"Can we talk?"

"Can... can, can, can!"

"Do you want to talk?!" "Yes! Think about it!"

"Is Hara less Hara less?!"

"Ha, Master Hara!"

All the bosses in suits and leather shoes nodded like chickens pecking rice after hearing the question.

I can't accept it!
That big black iron whip is so thick and hard that if you hit it with your finger, it might explode on the spot!
The aura emitted by Song Shengsheng was also so terrifying that they couldn't breathe.

Their eyes followed Song Zhong's waving of the iron whip up and down, fearing that they would be sacrificed to the whip in the next second.

The bald-headed Biao and his little brother at the side looked at Song Zhong who was looking down on the audience with their eyes shining.

Yeah!

This tnnd is called the black club!
Did you see that, just take out a whip and defeat the whole audience!

Seeing that the bosses were very cooperative, Song Mo shrunk the iron whip and tucked it back into his pocket in satisfaction.

Stretching out two fingers, Bald Biao respectfully put on a Guba cigar for Song Dingdian.

While swallowing the clouds, Song Mo gestured to the bald-headed Biao, and then said.

"Okay, since we can talk, let's talk about it. Biaozi! Untie the bosses."

"Good boss!"

The bald man bowed obsequiously to Song Zhong.

Turning his head and grinning grimly at the weird bosses sitting there, he waved his hand and ordered to his younger brothers.

"Untie them and let them talk to our boss slowly!" The meeting room of Tiandi Bank.

The bosses who had been untied were chatting happily with Song Zhong and others.

To be precise, Song Zhong and the others should be enjoying themselves happily, while the bosses are very aggrieved.

Bald Biao's method of "inviting" them, and Song Zhong's aggressive posture.

Let them all think that Song Zhong was carrying out a forced purchase and sale!
"Boss Song, since we are talking about cooperation and business, you have to show some sincerity, right?"

"Here, how much money can a small suitcase hold? Isn't it enough to buy us?"

Finally, there was an old man in the weirdness who couldn't bear it anymore, and said in an indifferent way.

"Not enough? Are you kidding? Are we the kind of people who buy and sell by force?"

"Old Bai, open the box and check the money!"

When Bai Rong heard this, a meaningful smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the strange eyes with a trace of disdain.

A bunch of wood turtles, what happened to the suitcase?That little suitcase can buy you ten round trips!

Bai Rong thought as he strode forward and opened the small suitcase.

After unfolding the suitcase, everyone looked inside the suitcase curiously.

"What does this mean? You also said that you didn't buy and sell by force?"

Looking at the bank cards in the suitcase, all the strange faces were extremely ugly.

What to do with a box of cards?
credit card? !

You Tiandi Bank are still shameless?Want to buy our property with a credit card? !

After buying the property, and then making money to repay the loan in installments, isn’t it? !
Don't be too outrageous, okay?The weird bosses didn’t regard the bank cards in the suitcases as normal savings cards.

Because according to their understanding of Tiandi Bank, they are bandits and hooligans with empty gloves and white wolves!

The bank card in the suitcase must not be a serious savings card!
Furthermore, they had never seen such a scene.

In the past transactions, it was either cash or transfer. Who used a box of bank cards for transactions? !
"Boss Bai, don't go too far!"

"Give us some pension money! What's the matter with credit cards?!"

"Is it possible that I will live in a nursing home in the future and have to pay in installments!"

The old man looked strangely, looking at Bai Rong dissatisfied, shouting in a low voice, and deliberately controlling his emotions, for fear that he would really anger Song Zhong and others.

"Everyone, this is not a credit card, but a real savings card."

"It's like this. The amount of this acquisition is considered too large. So Boss Song chose to store the money in the card, and then each of them got one piece to buy back everyone's equity."

"The amount of each card is one billion. No refunds will be made for more or less. Please do as you wish."

Seeing everyone's puzzled eyes, Bai Rong smiled even more, and he had already guessed everyone's reaction. .

Following Bai Rong's explanation, all the weird bosses were still dubious.

After all, they are all big bosses with rich net worth, and they still have a certain resistance to one billion.

It's just that they have some doubts about the credibility of Tiandi Bank.

Could this be a trap?
Who takes the money and chops it up immediately?
Just when the weird bosses in the conference room were hesitating whether to take the money on the table.

Downstairs of Tiandi Bank, a monk with permed scars and gorgeous clothes appeared here.

(End of this chapter)