How did I become a god

Chapter 1457 Huge Pressure

Chapter 1457 Huge Pressure

After sending her boss Zhou Mingyang back to Dongjiao No. 112, the exquisite and bright -year-old beauty Shen You returned to her own residence: a house in a high-end community in Pudong, with three bedrooms and two living rooms, square meters. With the housing prices in Shanghai, this was definitely not something she could afford after only working for three years, so her boss Zhou Mingyang bought it for her.

She went home and looked at the documents in the file bag Zhou Mingyang gave her. It was a set of certificates that allowed her to go abroad, with all the necessary procedures. This made her even more worried, and she couldn't sleep. Then she saw a new hot topic on the Internet.

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When Zhou Mingyang received Shen You's call, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva with difficulty, and tried hard to control his facial expression, not wanting to show any unnecessary expression.

"Boss Liu, let me check the trending searches on Weibo."

He used great willpower to suppress his instinct to leave, and instead went to check in front of Liu Shaojun.

Because no matter he leaves or not, since the news has been posted on Weibo's hot search, Liu Shaojun will know it sooner or later, so it is better to check it in front of him and then comfort this person and not go back on what he just promised.

It has to be said that Zhou Mingyang was able to build Mingyuan Group to such a large scale based on the foundation laid by his father, and his personal qualities and level are very outstanding.

Liu Shaojun vaguely heard Zhou Mingyang's voice on the phone, but he didn't hear it clearly. He was wondering in his heart, but when he saw Zhou Mingyang being so frank, his heart dropped. He gestured to Zhou Mingyang to help himself, and took a sip of the teacup on the coffee table.

Zhou Mingyang opened the Weibo hot search and saw a topic that was still gaining popularity: the capital chain of the well-known company Mingyuan Group collapsed.

His eyelids twitched unconsciously. What was the job of Mingyuan Group’s public relations department to allow such a topic to ferment on the Internet?

Zhou Mingyang opened the topic and browsed the reports online.

These are all reports from some self-media, with extremely exaggerated words in their tone. It is obvious that some big Vs followed suit to get traffic after the water army set the pace. Among these reports, the original reports cited all came from several media in Hong Kong Island.

Zhou Mingyang's face darkened.

He is well aware of Jing Gao's influence in Hong Kong. Under the capitalist system, as long as money makes a difference, people's hearts will change. Jing Gao has been fighting with Li in Hong Kong for several years and has spent a lot of money on the media, otherwise Li would have been discredited long ago. The two sides are now fighting evenly, and Jing Gao has the upper hand in the simplified Chinese media.

The reason is not that Jing Gao has more money than the richest Chinese, but because Jing Gao controls a small amount of money. The Internet companies in the mainland are more developed. How can the tiny Hong Kong Island compete? It can only rely on software such as Google, YouTube, and Twitter to compete.

He had some impression that one of these media outlets had close ties with Jing Gao and was suspected of being controlled by him.

It is not news that the mainland Internet giants hold shares and invest in media in Hong Kong Island. Alibaba has the South China Morning Post, Tencent is backed by Shenzhen, and Pony Ma lives in Shek O on Hong Kong Island all year round, not to mention Douyin owns Tik Tok.

"Made!"

Zhou Mingyang couldn't help but swear.

Liu Shaojun had already opened Weibo and quickly found relevant news: the International Union of Marine Insurance had officially sent a letter demanding that Mingyuan Group pay the compensation immediately. Currently, the insurance company has deducted $1400 million in cash from Mingyuan Group's relevant accounts, and the remaining $5600 million will be calculated in the form of daily late payment fees.

This…

Mingyuan Group’s funding gap has been opened!

Liu Shaojun felt the fat on his stomach trembling, and leaned weakly on the sofa. His whole spirit and energy collapsed at this moment, and he felt extremely tired.

As Zhou Mingyang said just now, if Mingyuan Group and Zhou Mingyang fall, Jing Gao can get rid of him by simply reporting him with his real name. Who will protect him?

"Boss Zhou..., now... now... what should we do?" He just saw Zhou Mingyang was quite calm, so he thought everything was fine and was relieved. But now it seems that it is not just fine, the problem has already broken out!

Seeing the panicking Liu Shaojun, Zhou Mingyang's anger rose suddenly. He stood up suddenly, walked to Liu Shaojun, grabbed his collar with both hands and shouted, "What do you mean? What do we do?

What do you think I should do? Can't I raise $60 million? Damn, look at you, think about your wife and daughter. Go back and work overtime now to complete the project guarantee process.

I'll figure out the rest."

Liu Shaojun was intimidated by Zhou Mingyang's momentum and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I'll go to the group office now."

Zhou Mingyang ignored the slightly fat man who hurried out of the banquet hall, panting heavily and asked sternly, "Is Ma Yun here?"

Zou Xiujie, the trusted driver standing at the entrance of the banquet hall, said, "Boss Ma has already gotten off the plane and is on his way here by car. He will be at the club in ten minutes."

Zhou Mingyang's stern expression eased a little and he nodded gently, feeling a heavy pressure in his heart.

Jing Gao is indeed worthy of his reputation. As soon as he arrived in the Magic City, the attack against him was launched swiftly with lightning speed.

The storm is coming!

Next was the time to test him. But Senior Brother Guan hadn't replied yet.

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Ma Yun sat in the Maybach that came to pick him up, thinking deeply. The face that was recognized by people all over the country looked a little obscure under the light.

He received an invitation from his good friend Zhou Mingyang: to have a face-to-face talk about the sale of Mingyuan Group's gaming business.

He was wondering whether to wade into this muddy water.

A lot of information on the "battlefield" is transparent to him. Although he has publicly retired, he already has a strong team under his command to support his judgment. His relationship with Jing Gao is very bad, and the relationship between Alibaba and Phoenix is ​​not good either. But in the business world, what matters is profit, and one must be a rational economic man. As the leader of a team, he cannot lead everyone into a ditch.

Time passes slowly.

Just as Ma Yun was thinking, a luxurious and domineering Maybach stopped downstairs of the Bund SOHO and the car door opened. "Teacher Ma, we're here."

The Pioneer Entrepreneur Club is located in this building.

Ma Yun nodded slightly, and took the elevator upstairs to the Leading Entrepreneur Club with her bodyguards. She was taken by the club's general manager, the ultimate beauty Cheng Fangyi, to the "Kanglong Youhui Hall" where Zhou Mingyang was.

This woman is indeed a stunner. She is wearing a dark blue halter dress. Her snow-white skin is as moist as white jade under the night light, and her breasts are full and tall.

The neckline of the halter dress was a butterfly flower that covered her collarbone, and the hem of the skirt was a white hem, which not only outlined her graceful and plump figure, but also added a bit of the charm of a 35-year-old beauty.

The twelve banquet halls of the Leading Entrepreneurs Club are all named after stars, which is in line with the meaning of "leading" and Chinese culture.

"Teacher Ma, long time no see." Zhou Mingyang shook hands and greeted Ma Yun warmly but not without restraint. He had quickly adjusted his mentality and expression. He was going to actively deal with the storm brought by Jing Gao!

Ma Yun shook hands with Zhou Mingyang with a smile on her face, and sat down on the sofa, saying with a smile: "I received your call this morning, and I quickly flew back from Spain..."

After he retired, he did not focus on the company's business. Apart from focusing on promoting the listing of Alipay, he focused on his own interests and hobbies. In China, it is difficult for entrepreneurs to display their talents, and many things are restricted. Therefore, he displayed his talents within the framework of the United Nations.

His business trip to Spain was to attend an event organized by the United Nations Food and Agriculture Organization.

Zhou Mingyang quickly stopped Ma Yun from speaking and thanked her: "Teacher Ma, I am very grateful that you can come..."

"Haha!" Ma Yun laughed, and Cheng Fangyi handed over the red wine. "Not really, not really. We have known each other for so many years."

Zhou Mingyang smiled and said, "Teacher Ma, I'm in trouble now and I need your help.

About an hour ago, the tabloids in Hong Kong Island had exposed the news that "the International Union of Marine Insurance officially sent a letter, requiring Mingyuan Group to pay compensation immediately." Now it has become a hot search on Weibo. And it is constantly climbing. "

Hearing this news, Ma Yun felt disgusted with Phoenix Group. Such tactics would make domestic bosses feel insecure. She criticized: "It is outrageous that Weibo, a tool for public opinion, is controlled by Jing Gao."

"So this guy is now feared by everyone in the underworld!" Zhou Mingyang sighed inwardly. Friendship is friendship, and business is business.

Although Mr. Ma criticized Jing Gao, he definitely did not mention the game business first. This is why he needs to make concessions!

And now, under such circumstances, what else could he say? Ma Yun was able to rush here overnight, which was already a great honor for him.

"Mr. Ma, after deducting the $1400 million deposit I paid to the International Union of Marine Insurance, I still need to raise $5600 million. Taking into account late payment fees and various expenses, I will give you $6000 million.

Mingyuan Group's gaming business is worth about $1.5 million. I am willing to sell it for $6000 million. The only requirement is that you pay me as soon as possible, by noon tomorrow at the latest!"

After saying that, Zhou Mingyang stared into Ma Yun's eyes.

The storm is just around the corner, he must boldly abandon his assets and recover the funds as soon as possible, at any cost. Only by saving himself can he expect the rescue of the director!

Ma Yun pointed at his face and pondered, then said hesitantly, "Mr. Zhou, Alibaba does have more than 4 million in cash in its account. But you asked for payment in one morning, which is difficult. I can't interfere with the operation of Alibaba's financial procedures."

Zhou Mingyang suppressed his anxiety and said in a deep voice: "Teacher Ma, if it doesn't work, we can extend it to tomorrow afternoon.

Mr. Ma, in the business world, we don’t care whether the enemy of our enemy is our friend, but rather we take interests as the criterion. But there is a saying of the Chairman that is widely circulated: politics is about making more friends and fewer enemies.

The existence of Mingyuan Group can help Alibaba gain a firm foothold, and it can distract the attention of Phoenix Group. They have always been aggressive in the market. At the very least, I can use them as a weather vane.

Jing Gao certainly won't consider doing anything big to Ali before he knocks me down. He has to be careful that I stab him in the ass."

Ma Yun took a sip of wine and said decisively: "Boss Zhou, I'm convinced by you. This deal can be done. I will buy Mingyuan Group's gaming business for 7 million US dollars, and I will try to get the funds to my account before pm tomorrow!"

Zhou Mingyang was overjoyed. Teacher Ma was a very particular person. He suppressed the urge to yell and raised his glass elegantly, saying, "Teacher Ma, thank you! I toast to you!"

Ma Yun laughed, leaned forward, and clinked glasses with Zhou Mingyang, "Cheers! Happy cooperation."

The crisp sound of clinking glasses seemed clear and echoed in the night.

It sounded extremely pleasant to Zhou Mingyang's ears. He took a crucial step in dealing with the current storm!

With this money, we can pay off the debt owed to the International Union of Marine Insurance and solve the urgent problem! There will still be 1 million US dollars left.

It will be much easier to deal with Jing Gao’s media offensive next time.

Thank you Teacher Ma.

(End of this chapter)