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"I regret to inform Mr. Ning,"

Zhang Ziheng said regret, but his face looked gloating: "Because our company is short of funds, we originally planned to pay 600,000 yuan to your company tomorrow, which may take a few days in the evening!"

"What!"

Hearing Zhang Ziheng's words, Ning Jiaju's face changed drastically, and she subconsciously looked at Mr. Gao, who had just signed a contract with him.

Seeing Ning Jiaju's incredible eyes, Mr. Gao looked ashamed and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he just sighed and lowered his head.

Originally, Ning's factory was unlikely to pay usury due to the slow recovery of the payment. If Huaxing Shopping Mall postponed the repayment of the payment at this time, it would almost be equivalent to announcing that the mortgage contract signed by Ning Jiaju just took effect in advance!

"so……"

Ning Jiaju's voice suddenly became hoarse, "This is a trap."

"How can it be said to be a trap?"

Zhang Ziheng waved his hand, "This is just the most normal business behavior. Just imagine if Mr. Ning's factory's capital flow is normal, no matter how we use the means, we will have no way to deal with Mr. Ning, right?"

Hearing Zhang Ziheng's words, Ning Jiaju sighed secretly: "Although you are talking about fallacies, there are some truths."

He secretly regretted in his heart, why did he have to borrow usury to expand his business? It would be great if he had withdrawn in time at that time and now he would be impossible to get out of it without any hesitation.

"and……"

Ning Jiaju thought of Ning Yi who was about to go to college. If he compensated Mr. Gao himself, where would Ning Yi's tuition come from.

Thinking of this, Ning Jiaju said to Zhang Ziheng: "Young Master Zhang, I know that you are so determined that you just want my factory. In this way, I will sign a contract with you to ensure that this factory will give you it, but can you give me a few days first? I want to get back the funds..."

Hearing Ning Jiaju's pleading words, Mr. Gao raised his head and felt that Ning Jiaju's condition was acceptable. However, before he could speak, he heard Zhang Ziheng say decisively: "No!"

"Mr. Zhang, I'm really not looking for any excuses or reasons. It's really that my son will go to college in a few days. If there is no funds to be recovered, he will even have tuition fees..."

After being rejected by Zhang Ziheng, Ning Jiaju thought the other party misunderstood that he wanted to get the funds back, so he quickly explained.

"What does it have to do with me if your son goes to college?"

Zhang Ziheng looked at Ning Jiaju with a cold expression, "He is not my son!"

"you!"

Hearing Zhang Ziheng say this, a hint of anger flashed across Ning Jiaju's face.

Even Mr. Gao, who was standing beside him, frowned when he heard this, but when he saw Zhang Ziheng's young face, he thought to himself that he was so young and energetic.

Zhang Ziheng naturally saw the anger on Ning Jiaju's face, but he didn't care at all and continued: "Okay, now things are clear. If you can't make up three million in a few days, your factory belongs to me... Oh, no, it belongs to President Gao!"

Mr. Gao smiled bitterly and nodded, and once again gave Ning Jiaju a sorry look.

"Mr. Zhang, can't we discuss the matter anymore?"

Ning Jiaju asked with an embarrassing look, "I just want to raise the university tuition for my son."

"Carry tuition fees"

Zhang Ziheng's eyes rolled and suddenly spoke, "It's very simple to want the tuition fee for college."

"Mr. Zhang is willing to give more grace to you"

Ning Jiaju was delighted when she heard this.

"No, not this."

Zhang Ziheng said jokingly: "To be honest, I think Mr. Ning, your work ability is very good. Why not be like this? Mr. Ning, why not be like me as a secretary?"

"What!"

Hearing Zhang Ziheng's words, Ning Jiaju only felt a fever on her face and a sense of humiliation rose from her chest.

"Young Master Zhang was joking!"

After a while, Ning Jiaju then suppressed the anger in her chest and said with gritted teeth.

"No, I'm not joking."

Zhang Ziheng's eyes were filled with the pleasure of revenge, "If Mr. Ning was willing to be my secretary, I would pay you a salary of 10,000 yuan a day!"

"Ten thousand a day!"

Ning Jiaju was also stunned when she heard this price.

"Not bad, ten thousand a day!"

Zhang Ziheng said, "This is the only way for you to raise tuition for your son Ning Yi!"

"this……"

Hearing Zhang Ziheng say this, Ning Jiaju hesitated, but suddenly he realized something and blurted out: "Young Master Zhang knows my son."

He suddenly realized that Zhang Ziheng had just said Ning Yi's name, but he remembered that he had never said Ning Yi's name to Zhang Ziheng.

Zhang Ziheng was stunned when he heard this, and then he realized that he seemed to have missed his words.

Seeing Zhang Ziheng's expression, Ning Jiaju's face suddenly became ugly: "I understand. Actually, what kind of secretary's job is just to humiliate me?"

He thought of a lot in an instant: "Although my son is not good, I know very well that his temperament is honest. He must have offended Mr. Zhang at school."

Seeing that Ning Jiaju had directly revealed his purpose, Zhang Ziheng simply tore his disguise and sneered: "Mr. Ning is right. I just want to humiliate you. I just don't know, Mr. Ning, are you willing to continue tuition fees for your son?"

"you!"

Seeing that Zhang Ziheng admitted this, Ning Jiaju was also angry and said angrily: "Even if I sell the blame, I will not be your secretary!"

"Okay, always Ning has the ambition!"

Zhang Ziheng clapped his hands and said sarcastically: "But I think, when Mr. Ning, you transfer the factory to me, it will be not far from your life of selling bad things!"

Seeing Zhang Ziheng's shameless appearance, Ning Jiaju was afraid that he would attack him accidentally, and said coldly: "Young Master Zhang, I don't welcome you here, please leave!"

"Please leave, then I'll leave for a few days... I just don't know,"

Zhang Ziheng said sarcastically: "I just don't know if you still have such a personality when you leave the company you have worked hard to start in a few days later, like a dog in the water!"

"If you don't have to worry!"

Ning Jiaju looked at Zhang Ziheng coldly and said.

"snort!"

Seeing Ning Jiaju looking like he was inactive, Zhang Ziheng snorted coldly and said, "Then I'll wait for your transfer procedures for Mr. Ning!"

Before he finished speaking, a voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Who said my factory is going to be transferred?"

Ning Jiaju was stunned when she heard this voice: "Yumei"

Zhang Ziheng turned his head and saw Ning Yizheng and Su Yumei walking in from outside the door.

"Ning Yi!"

When Zhang Ziheng saw Ning Yi, his eyes suddenly flashed with extremely jealous eyes.

"Zhang Ziheng"

Ning Yi was also stunned when he saw Zhang Ziheng appearing in his factory.

"Yumei, why are you here?"

Ning Jiaju asked strangely.

"Can I not come? I heard that Mr. Gao has found the factory and I can still sit there."

Su Yumei always speaks straightforwardly.

"Ahem!"

Hearing Su Yumei's words, Mr. Gao became more and more embarrassed.

After seeing Ning Yi appear in front of him, Zhang Ziheng thought to himself that God really helped me, so he deliberately pretended to be kind and said to Su Yumei: "Auntie, you may not know yet. Just now, Mr. Ning and Mr. Gao signed a factory transfer contract. In just a few days, this factory will not belong to you."

"Transfer Contract"

Su Yumei didn't know what happened here before. When she heard Zhang Ziheng say this, she was shocked: "Mr. Gao, you don't want money, what do you want our factory to do?"

Mr. Gao shook his head and smiled bitterly: "To be precise, it is not a transfer contract, but a contract. If Mr. Ning fails to pay the loan in a few days, he will use the factory as collateral."

"Oh, that's it."

Su Yumei breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, "I was shocked. I thought our Lao Ning sold the factory directly to Mr. Gao!"

"Auntie, you still don't understand."

Seeing Su Yumei's relaxed expression, Zhang Ziheng couldn't help but speak: "The premise of this agreement is that you can repay Mr. Gao's three million loan..."

"Yes, I know."

Su Yumei glanced at Zhang Ziheng strangely, thinking to herself why this child is not good at using his brain.

Seeing Su Yumei looking at the caring look of a mentally retarded child, Zhang Ziheng was angry and said, "But the key is that you can't pay it back! Your payment for the goods cannot be paid at all!"

"Who said we can't pay it?"

Su Yumei was even more surprised.
To be continued...