When Chen Ziran and Mi Lan left the hotel, Mi Lan felt a little better and was even looking forward to the outing with Ye Guichen.

"Ranran, I'll go home and tidy up first. Remember to pick me up when you set off." Mi Lan, wearing the clothes Chen Ziran brought for her, turned and left.

Her own clothes were already torn beyond recognition and couldn't be worn at all.

After saying goodbye to Mi Lan, Chen Ziran also hurried back to the company.

As soon as she entered the company, she heard the secretary Annie constantly apologizing to someone.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mrs. Dong, our Mr. Chen had some matters to attend to. When she returns, I will definitely convey your and Brother Dong's message to her." Annie said apologetically.

Another haughty voice snorted, "Annie, you'd better not play tricks on me. Wendong said that before, out of respect for Chen Group, we let the interest payment slide a bit, but I heard that your Chen Group is in a severe financial crunch recently. You're not planning to default, are you?"

"No, no..." Annie was sweating profusely in anxiety.

Chen Ziran had grasped the situation roughly. She composed herself and walked into the room with a smiling face, "Mrs. Dong, what brings you here?"

She gave Annie a hard look, "Annie, how can you be so thoughtless? Mrs. Dong came herself; quickly make her some tea. Use that premium Maofeng tea Mr. Li brought last time. Hurry up."

Annie nodded quickly at the words.

Because the bank loan process was too slow, a few days earlier, Chen Ziran had borrowed 100 million from Wendong Finance to maintain liquidity.

Although the loan was high-interest, Chen Ziran didn't take it too seriously, thinking she would just cover the capital shortfall once the bank loan came through.

Unexpectedly, every time she called the bank to push the loan, they always came up with various excuses, leaving Chen Ziran with a bad feeling.

Sitting on the sofa in the office was a middle-aged woman, decked out in designer clothes and covered in jewelry.

Her name was Niu Lan, and she was the wife of Shang Wen Dong, from whom Chen Ziran had borrowed the money.

She looked to be in her forties, with an average appearance and overly thick makeup on her face.

Hearing Chen Ziran speak, Niu Lan turned her head and sized up Chen Ziran, eyes filled with hostility, "Oh, so you're Chen Ziran? No wonder Wen Dong was so generous, lending out over a hundred million, huh."

Her tone was thick with jealousy.

Chen Ziran could only keep her smile on, "Sister-in-law, Brother Dong and I agreed that once the funds are in place, we'll repay the principal and interest together."

"Hmph, Chen Ziran, do you take me for a fool?" Niu Lan sneered, "Do you think you can fool that lecher Wendong? I've found out, your Chen Group may look grand on the surface, but its liquid assets are inferior to a small factory. I'm not here to make it hard for you today, just telling you, if you don't repay both the principal and interest by tomorrow, don't blame me for turning my back on you."

"Sister-in-law, you're making it hard for me. Brother Dong and I agreed to a week," Chen Ziran said, looking distressed.

"A week?" Niu Lan played with her ring arrogantly, "I said tomorrow, and I mean tomorrow. If you can't repay, just wait for your Chen Group to go bankrupt!"

With that, Niu Lan stood up. Seeing Annie coming over with a cup of tea, she raised her hand and knocked it over, "Keep this subpar tea for yourself."

Her high heels clicked loudly as she turned and left.

Before leaving, Niu Lan threw a look at Chen Ziran - it was a look of "Good luck to you".

After Niu Lan left, Chen Ziran sat down on the sofa, her expression fluctuating.

After a long while, she finally said, "Annie, make an appointment with the branch manager of Datong Bank on Minglan Road. I'll go press them myself."

Meanwhile, Ye Guichen, bored to death, was sitting in the surveillance room, watching the company's surveillance feeds. He was playing with a rubber board, impressing the security guards.

"Ring, ring."

Suddenly, Ye Guichen's phone rang.

A security guard immediately picked up the phone from the table and put it to Ye Guichen's ear.

Ye Guichen gave the security guard an approving look, "Promising."

The security guard grinned proudly, as if being praised by Ye Guichen was a great honor.

Ye Guichen was like a god in the Security Department; everyone treated him with great respect.

"Hello?" Ye Guichen answered lazily.

On the other end, Black Panther's flattering voice came through, "Mr. Ye, sorry to bother you. Are you free now?"

Ye Guichen impatiently said, "If you have something to say, say it. If not, hang up."

While speaking, Ye Guichen kept staring at one of the monitors, clicking his tongue, "Hmm, an eight. Far from my wife. Tell me, how can such a big company not even have a beauty to match my wife?"

Yes, the monitor showed a beauty.

This was Ye Guichen's only hobby as the Security Department manager, sitting in front of the monitor and watching the company's beauties during his idle time.

The security guards twitched their mouths at his words, secretly grumbling in their hearts.

Chen Ziran was one of the top beauties in all of Yun City; beauties on her level were rare, let alone in a single company.

Your words are just showing off.

Though thinking this, none of the security guards dared to say anything, just feeling that Ye Guichen was too cool.

With a beauty like Chen Ziran, he still watched other beauties every day, and yet, Chen Ziran pretended not to see it.

What strict wife training.

The Black Bear on the other end of the phone was obviously choked by Ye Guichen's words, "Ahem, Mr. Ye, it's actually no big deal. You cured my illness last time, so a friend of mine wants you to have a look too..."

"Oh, no problem." Without waiting for Black Panther to say more, Ye Guichen agreed right away, "Just prepare some food and drinks and tell me the place. I'll come over now."

Honestly, Ye Guichen was quite bored. Since someone invited him for a meal, and it was through Black Panther's connection, benefits were surely involved.

"Let's go, Fugui, come with me for a feast." Ye Guichen patted the security guard who had been sensible earlier.

The guard named Wang Fugui was overjoyed hearing this, "Yes, yes, boss. I'll go get the car ready."

Under the envious eyes of the other security guards, Wang Fugui held his head high and dashed out.

Fenglaixiang Restaurant was the place where Ye Guichen and Black Panther had arranged to meet.

Black Panther stood at the restaurant entrance. Seeing Ye Guichen getting off the car, he jogged over to greet him, "Mr. Ye, you finally arrived. Come, come, please."

Leading Ye Guichen into the restaurant, the onlookers inside were amazed.

After all, Black Panther was quite a famous figure in Yun City, but in front of Ye Guichen, he acted like a lackey. Naturally, this surprised them.

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