,

"Oh, do you still need approval?"

Song Sanxi nodded and took a puff of cigarette.

Qian Yonghong was secretly happy and said quickly: "That's right! That's 600 million. Is it so easy for our company to transfer accounts? There must be no supervision."

Song Sanxi slowly twisted and pinched the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and slowly interrupted: "Old Qian, don't bully me because I don't understand financial economics before I finished my first year of high school."

"As the person who spoke about this nonsense, you agreed and approved it in a matter of minutes."

"Even if there is supervision and business comes, Lao Dai still refuses? He doesn't give the green light?"

"Uh" Qian Yonghong was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Song Sanxi to be so rebellious, but he laughed along with him, "Brother Sanxi, don't say that. There must be rules for everything, right? Let's talk about it."

"Forget it, I'd better go see Uncle Li Zhenggang! It just so happens that Huang Changyong and Wang Hui are not here. You are here alone, so I can take you some more. Look, should I break your legs to take you, or should I break your arms?

?After all, I was almost killed, so I have the idea that passion can hurt others."

With that said, Song Sanxi went over and locked the door, shaking his head from side to side with a smile on his face.

The wrists and fingers cracked loudly.

Qian Yonghong's expression changed with surprise and he was frightened.

He is fat, who is Song Sanxi's opponent?

Song Sanxi said coldly: "Right now, I want 600 million, it's up to you!"

Qian Yonghong really had no choice.

Who would have known that Song Sanxi was both soft and hard at the same time.

He had no reason at all.

He could only say bitterly: "Okay, okay, don't mess around. You, this is really embarrassing me, ugh."

As he spoke, he shook his head, stood up and said, "Let's go back to my office and let's go through the formalities, okay?"

"Okay! Thank you, old man!"

Song Sanxi stood up with a smile on her face and said politely, "Old Qian, come here, please come over here!"

Qian Yonghong was so angry that he was hurt internally.

He had no choice but to take Song Sanxi back to his office.

Soon, the agreement was written.

It's very simple, the interest is still calculated as 11 points.

However, it was noted that Qian Yonghong, Huang Changyong and Wang Hui will bear the responsibility on their behalf.

Rongxi Company received a net financing of RMB 600 million, which was recorded in the account in real time.

The signature was signed by Song Sanxi on behalf of Rongxi Company.

As long as Qian Yonghong signs and seals it, everything will be fine.

Song Sanxi sits in Qian Yonghong's office and just waits.

Qian Yonghong personally delivered the agreement, went to the company's finance office, and asked the financial director to arrange the payment immediately.

On the way there, Huang Changyong called.

"Hey! Lao Qian, everything is ready. As long as Song Sanxi dares to leave the company, I guarantee it."

Qian Yonghong was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and said in a deep voice: "Don't say anything, it's like giving chicken blood. Hurry up, pull the earth truck, and move away! Song Sanxi's grandson won't eat this

set"

"What? What do you mean?" Huang Changyong was confused.

"He insists on taking the money now. If he doesn't take the money, he breaks my hands and feet and takes me to see Li Zhenggang. What should I do?" Qian Yonghong said sternly.

"Holy shit" Huang Changyong was stunned for a moment.

Unexpectedly, Wang Hui grabbed his cell phone next to him and said in a low voice: "Brother Qian, are you so scared? This is your company, there are more than 20 people collecting bills, right? Brother Yong calls again, and a hundred

Even if all the numbers are called, are you still afraid of Song Sanxi's threat? Whether he can walk out of this door is still a question, right?"

Qian Yonghong said solemnly: "Master Hui, it's the Chinese New Year and things are getting serious. Is it fun?"

"I'm afraid you really don't want everyone to celebrate the Year of Peace, right? Is the relationship between Li Zhenggang and Song Sanxi shallow now?"

"Also, does Cui Yongnian have a weak relationship with Song Sanxi? Please use your brain to think about the problem!"

"The agreement has been signed in triplicate. What do you want me to do?"

Wang Hui's nostrils were so angry that he said, "The dog thief Song Sanxi, I and him will never be at odds with each other!"

"Hey, what are you doing with all this fuss? Let's talk about it after the New Year, hey."

Qian Yonghong sighed sadly and hung up the phone.

Wang Hui was very depressed.

Together with Huang Changyong, forget it and withdraw first.

Qian Yonghong quickly found the financial director and asked for a loan.
Chapter completed!