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Upon hearing this, Xiao Liu nearly spat out the wine he had just drunk. He coughed violently a few times, his eyes filled with disbelief, and subconsciously asked:

"One...one million? Is it a truckload? Or a case? It can't be just a bottle, can it?"

He quickly calculated in his mind: if a bottle costs a million, then the small sip he just took would be worth tens of thousands, right? That one sip would be worth several months' salary for him!

Thinking of this, he dared not touch the glass again, carefully placing it on the corner of the table, afraid that he might accidentally drink a few more sips.

Attorney Zhang was so frightened that his face turned pale, and the wine glass in his hand began to tremble slightly. Even the way he looked at the bottle of wine changed, as if it were not wine, but stacks of hot banknotes.

Yang Mingxin remained relatively calm, though a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He then calmly put down his wine glass, gaining a deeper understanding of Jiang Wenxi's financial resources.

Just then, as if suddenly remembering something, Jiang Wenxi put down her wine glass, turned to look at Yang Mingxin, and asked in a calm tone:

"By the way, do you know Qiao Jie, the eldest son of the Qiao family?"

Yang Mingxin paused for a moment, then quickly replied, "I know him. Young Master Qiao's father once asked me to handle a business dispute case, and we're in the same circle, so we're not strangers."

"That's good." Jiang Wenxi nodded slightly, her tone still calm but with an undeniable certainty. "Take some time to go see him. He still owes me 7.5 million."

"7.5 million?!" The restaurant fell into a deathly silence. Xiao Liu's knife and fork clattered onto his plate with a loud crash. His eyes widened, staring at Jiang Wenxi in disbelief.

Attorney Zhang froze on the spot, her mouth slightly open, forgetting even to breathe.

Yan Lanshu also stopped what she was doing, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, clearly not expecting such a large debt to be brought up suddenly.

Seeing the curious and eager looks on everyone's faces, Jiang Wenxi simply put down her knife and fork, picked up a napkin to wipe her mouth, and slowly began to speak:

"He gambled with me at an underground amusement park before and lost the 'Brilliant Galaxy' to me. He said that thing was worth 5000 million on the market. Later, he was caught cheating and the price was increased 150 times according to the rules. In the end, he owed me 7.5 million."

She paused, then added, "I don't remember the specific details very clearly. If you need to verify, you can ask Ma Yun, the second young master of the Ma family. He was there the whole time. Oh, by the way, Fu Siya and Jiang Xunye were also present and can testify."

"If you need to go through any legal procedures or prepare any relevant materials later, just tell my special assistant Jiang Yan, and he will cooperate with you." Jiang Wenxi's tone was relaxed, as if she were talking about a trivial matter.

Yang Mingxin quickly regained his senses, a sharp glint in his eyes, and spoke after a moment's thought:

"I understand, Mr. Jiang. However, as far as I know, 'Brilliant Galaxy' was valued at over 5000 million in the private market last year. If we calculate based on the actual valuation, and it increases 150 times, the debt would be more than 7.5 million."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wenxi looked up at Yang Mingxin, her eyes darkening slightly, and she couldn't help but look at him with new respect.

Unexpectedly, this person was not only professional, but also meticulous and ruthless, grasping the key point in an instant.

A faint smile played on her lips: "You see things very clearly. Here's what we'll do: go talk to him first and see his attitude. If he's cooperative and willing to repay the loan, then we'll settle it at 5000 million, based on his stated 7.5 million base amount. If he's arrogant and refuses to acknowledge the debt, then you'll know what to do."

At this point, her tone turned colder, carrying a subtle sense of pressure:

"I'm not short of money, nor am I short of ways to make him pay it back. If he knows what's good for him, fine; if he doesn't, don't blame me for being impolite."

"Understood!" Yang Mingxin immediately bowed and replied, "Don't worry, President Jiang, I will arrange a time to contact Young Master Qiao as soon as possible and handle this matter properly."

The two made no attempt to hide their conversation, speaking in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for everyone in the restaurant to hear clearly.

On one side, Jiang Wenxi and Yang Mingxin were chatting away as if they were discussing an ordinary business deal; on the other side, Jiang Wenxi was eating with relish, occasionally exchanging a few words with Yan Lanshu.

Xiao Liu and Attorney Zhang trembled the entire time, their knives and forks remaining untouched, their faces as pale as paper, and they dared not even breathe.

They never expected that this seemingly aloof and gentle CEO Jiang was not only wealthy but also so ruthless, casually mentioning debts of hundreds of millions. Such audacity was truly chilling.

The meal ended in this awkward atmosphere. Jiang Wenxi put down her napkin and said to everyone, "Alright, we've discussed everything. You can all go back now. Jiang Yan will contact you if anything comes up."

"Okay, Ms. Jiang." Everyone quickly stood up and replied, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, and hurried out of the restaurant.

Stepping out of the gates of the Tan Palace Villa, Xiao Liu finally couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. He patted his pounding chest and said with a look of lingering fear:

"My goodness, this place is so depressing! I never want to come here again!"

Looking at him like this, Yang Mingxin couldn't help but laugh and teased, "Look at you, so pathetic."

"Brother Yang, please stop laughing at me!" Xiao Liu said with a bitter face. "I'm not like you. You're used to these kinds of big events. I'm just an ordinary assistant. Today's meal included a 500 million yuan table, 100 million yuan bottles of wine, and hundreds of millions of yuan in debt. My heart can hardly take it. Sure enough, your upper-class circle has no place for ordinary people like me."

Yang Mingxin smiled faintly and remained silent. He turned to look at the magnificent villa behind him, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

Today's interaction with Jiang Wenxi gave him a completely new understanding of this new boss, and he increasingly felt that following such a boss might lead to a broader future, but it would also inevitably be full of challenges.

Meanwhile, inside the villa, Jiang Wenxi had just seen everyone off when the system's cold, mechanical voice rang in her mind once more:

[Host, since you've decided to start a company, why don't you go take a look at your newly purchased building? Familiarizing yourself with the space beforehand will make future planning and layout easier.]