At 9:00 a.m. on June 17, 1991, California was cloudy and breeze.

It was already the evening of the same day in Hujiang. Ceo Jaton from Shuijing was on the phone with Jing Jian: "Boss, the last fund has been sent out, the amount is not large, and it can be exchanged for more than one million US dollars. Sorry, the channels in Hong Kong are getting tighter and tighter, and there is really no way."

Although it cannot be mobilized on a large scale, mainly because it cannot be exchanged for domestic RMB on a large scale, Jing Jian still uses the method of piles of sand to continuously exchange small parts from Hong Kong. Although it is not of great use, it is at least a make-up. However, even this channel will be stopped now, of course, because this critical life and death week has arrived. Therefore, Jing Jian was silent for a few seconds on the phone, as if he was stabilizing his emotions: "Jeton, thank you for your hard work."

"It should be." Jaton smiled slightly, "Boss, if nothing is wrong, I want to take a leave. I haven't returned to the United States for more than two years. I want to see the children?"

This time, Jing Jian was very happy and agreed immediately: "No problem, you are fine anyway. Say hello to the children on my behalf!"

"Thank you, boss."

“…”

Hang up the phone, Jaton shook his head and sighed, calmed down for a few seconds, and dialed another number: "I am Jaton, are you Mr. Dennis?... Today I transferred more than one million dollars....I understand you will keep my position, but I hope to get my reward now..."

After making these two calls, Jaton felt mixed feelings. He came to the window and looked out from the ground-to-ceiling viewing window, and saw the winding Huangpu River on both sides, full of construction.

After living here for so many years, Jaton has a lot of feelings for Hujiang Market. But he understands that he will basically never come back after leaving this time. Unfortunately, the young Chinese boss is affectionate and loyal to him, but feelings cannot replace reality. The boat is about to sink. You must not stop on the lifeboat, right? As for Dennis Jaton, he doesn't believe any promises, so he should wait until the 3 million yuan promised reward is received!

...

On Wall Street, Dennis was laughing and scolding: "This bastard, notify the finance department to send him money."

Neike Nan, who was standing beside him, was a little puzzled: "Boss, why give that Jaton money? He should be useless, right?"

Dennis and the others have always been very good at smuggling bridges across the river. So Neike Nan was very puzzled about why his boss suddenly became kind-hearted.

Dennis smiled and explained, as if comforting himself: "What we fear most now is accidents, and the one who happens is a madman. Do you know? That Chinese madman can transfer more than ten or hundreds of thousands of dollars every day. It has been several months, and the total amount has exceeded hundreds of millions of dollars. And the Chinese madman's agent on Wall Street is also going crazy, using 8 or 9 times high leverage to fight us! Damn. Maybe the rumors are true, that madman has a deep background in China. If we don't know that he has this channel? If we don't make targeted arrangements, how much trouble will it be now? And that old guy Cowell will be fucking watching the show and he will refuse to do it!"

In the end, Dennis's expression was ferocious and his behavior was a little out of control. Undoubtedly, before the moment of victory, Dennis's pressure became stronger and stronger.

Dennis never expected that Jing Jianhui would be so difficult. He actually had the underground channel in Hujiang. You said that the more than 100 million yuan of funds transferred from him were more or less, did you say that you would pay a little loan? But Jing Jian, a lunatic, just said no. He invested all of them in the stock market and used high leverage.

And this time, Dennis struggled. You know, if you include high leverage, you will bet with him immediately. It’s not that Dennis can’t afford the money he has made, at least he can leverage, right? However, the mentality of both sides is very different now. Ordinary advantageous people hope to turn it into a win-win situation safely, and do not want to take any more risks. But unexpectedly, the madman Jing Jian, wanted to pull Dennis into this big bet.

Especially Cowell's cunning and cunning made Dennis very dissatisfied. He refused to let him take action, and asked him not to agree to borrow funds. He sat firmly on Diaoyutai, everyone had the benefits, but Dennis took all the risks alone.

So in the situation, Dennis did not want to, but did not dare to give up Jaton's inside line. The life and death week has not yet passed, and he has not completely defeated Jing Jian. Who can guarantee that there will be no accidents? What if Jaton learns the new inside story?

...

At this time, Jing Jian entered his company headquarters as usual, accompanied by Kent. However, when he arrived at the gate, he unexpectedly saw an acquaintance who was stopped by the security guard: "A Liang?"

Zhao Guangliang seemed to come over after getting off the plane, and there was a trolley case next to him. As soon as he saw Jing Jian, he ran over with grievance on his face: "Mr. Jing, you are here."

Adren immediately stopped Zhao Guangliang, and Jing Jian made a gesture and said it was okay and let him go to his side. Jing Jian was a little strange. In recent years, it was still the last crazy thing in Hong Kong movies. Zhao Guangliang was also doing well in the Hong Kong movie circle. Why did he look so down and out?

Before Jing Jian could ask, the security supervisor on the side reported: "Boss, Mr. Kent, Mr. Findlay from the National Agricultural Bank is already waiting in the reception room."

Jing Jian frowned slightly, but he didn't expect the debtor to come so soon. He smiled at Zhao Guangliang: "Aliang, my brothers don't have that much etiquette. I have an important guest. After the reception, let's have a good chat."

"Your Madam Jing, you are busy."

...

A few minutes later, the Findlay manager of the National Agricultural Bank and his assistant came to Jing Jian's office. Before he could talk nonsense, Jing Jian said bluntly: "Mr. Findlay, if I remember correctly, the principal and interest of your bank should expire at 5 o'clock tomorrow night, right?"

Findlay immediately changed into a shy expression, worthy of being a bank manager living in Los Angeles, and his performance skills were also very profound: "Sorry, Mr. Bramble. We are a small bank. Although this money is not much in your eyes, we are afraid of damaging the interests of our depositors. In fact, you have always been a VIP customer of our bank and have a good reputation. In the future, you really need a new loan, and our bank is willing to serve you wholeheartedly."

Jing Jian understood that although the National Agricultural Bank of China is not very big in Los Angeles, its strength is not bad. It is nothing more than that he has two loans worth more than $100 million to expire today, so the Findlay manager was afraid that his capital chain would be broken today, so he couldn't wait to come to collect debts.
Chapter completed!