My Dongguan Love Story

Zhao Fengyue frowned deeply, her gaze calmly scrutinizing the disheveled, bald man with a shiny bald head. She suppressed her inner turmoil and discreetly observed her surroundings.

Hearing the other party's blunt extortionate words, Zhao Fengyue's heart sank, realizing that she had fallen into a kidnapping trap. Moreover, judging from their words, they weren't just asking for one or two million, but were eyeing the company's one hundred million loan.

She was secretly alarmed; these desperate criminals had far too big an appetite.

Zhao Fengyue coughed lightly to calm herself down, trying to dispel the other party's greedy thoughts, and calmly said, "The bank has not yet approved and disbursed the loan for that 100 million yuan."

Upon hearing this, Brother Nan suddenly sat up straight from the back of his chair, staring fiercely at Zhao Fengyue with a face full of hostility: "President Zhao, don't treat me like a fool. This loan has been approved for half a month, and it should have been in the account by now."

His previous attempt to kidnap Zhang Xiaoqian with Shanji failed, and he hasn't made any further moves since. It's not that he gave up on the idea of ​​kidnapping and extorting Zhao Fengyue, but rather that he was waiting for the 100 million yuan loan from Dingsheng to arrive.

After waiting for half a month, he saw an opportunity and felt that the money should have arrived by then, so he took action and tied Zhao Fengyue up.

Zhao Fengyue saw Nan Ge yelling at her with a ferocious expression, even spitting a few drops of saliva on her face. She immediately gagged. Turning her head, she wiped the foul-smelling saliva from her face with the corner of her clothes and said helplessly:

"For a small loan of a few million, approval and disbursement would have been completed and completed within half a month. But this is a full 100 million; the process is cumbersome and stringent. The fixed asset verification has only just been completed, and the funds won't be available anytime soon."

Nan Ge was taken aback upon hearing this. He raised his hand and rubbed his shiny head, his arrogance fading slightly as he began to consider the truth of Zhao Fengyue's words.

Listening to Zhao Fengyue's explanation, Brother Nan pondered to himself that the complicated and slow approval process for a large loan of 100 million yuan was indeed reasonable. However, he wouldn't easily believe just one side of the story. To verify the truth, he immediately ordered Zhao Fengyue to call Li Jianhui at the Agricultural Bank of China. With just one phone call, the truth about whether the loan had been disbursed would be clear.

Then, Brother Nan ordered his men to loosen the rope around Zhao Fengyue's left hand, allowing her to take out her phone to make a call. Zhao Fengyue did as she was told, taking out her phone from her pocket. Just as her fingertips were about to touch the buttons, a cold cleaver suddenly pressed down on the back of her hand, freezing her in place.

Brother Nan gripped the machete tightly in his right hand, the blade pressed firmly against the back of Zhao Fengyue's hand. His expression was grim and serious as he warned in a deep voice:

"We agreed beforehand that the call is only for inquiries about the loan progress; not a single word more is allowed. If you dare to secretly signal or ask someone to call the police for help, I'll chop off your hand on the spot, understand?"

Looking into Nan Ge's icy gaze and feeling the chilling blade on the back of her hand, Zhao Fengyue slowly nodded. She believed that if she dared to remind Li Jianhui to call the police, Nan Ge would really chop off her hand.

This group of people are desperados; they have absolutely no scruples.

Moreover, even if he risked reminding Li Jianhui, it would be useless. Even if Li Jianhui called the police, Brother Nan could still drag him away, and the police would come empty-handed.

The price was far too high, and Zhao Fengyue dared not risk it. She gazed at the blade resting on her hand, slowly nodded to Brother Nan, and whispered, "Understood."

Beep~

The phone rang a few times before Li Jianhui's voice came through: "Feeding? Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Fengyue composed herself and asked in as calm a tone as possible, "President Li, when will the 100 million yuan loan I took out last time be approved?"

Hearing Zhao Fengyue's words, Li Jianhui thought she was urging him again, so he patiently said, "President Zhao, the amount is quite large, it will take a little more time, maybe until the end of the month."

"Okay, then that's settled for now." Zhao Fengyue hung up the phone and looked up at Brother Nan.

The meaning in her eyes was clear: See? I didn't lie.

Upon hearing this, Brother Nan reluctantly snatched the phone from her hand and handed it to his henchman, who then re-tied her untied left hand.

The 100 million loan hasn't come through yet, and this is getting a bit tricky.

Keeping Zhao Fengyue tied up until the end of the month? That's not a good idea.

As the boss of Dingsheng, Zhao Fengyue has over two hundred employees. Her company must be very busy. If she disappears for several days and cannot be found at either the company or her residence, someone will inevitably report her missing to the police.

If Zhao Feng doesn't show up, the bank probably won't dare to put down that 100 million.

Nan paced back and forth in the room, pondering his options. He abandoned the idea of ​​waiting for the 100 million loan and decided to extort a sum of cash first. So, with a fierce expression, he demanded, "If you can't come up with 100 million, surely 10 million shouldn't be a problem?"

Zhao Fengyue shook her head repeatedly and replied indifferently, "No."

"No?" Brother Nan's eyes widened suddenly, his face full of anger as he stared at her, his eyes full of suspicion. He simply couldn't believe that as the boss of a large company, he couldn't come up with ten million in cash.

Zhao Fengyue shrugged helplessly and explained, "I really can't come up with the money. The company is currently relying entirely on loans to keep it afloat, and all my personal surplus funds have been invested in the business."

Brother Nan was so angry at these words that he sneered and said with a gloomy face, "Fine, not a single cent, huh? Then don't blame me for being impolite."

The voice was cold and chilling, and Zhao Fengyue trembled violently. She hurriedly tried to explain, "What do you want to do? I really can't come up with that much cash."

"Even if you don't have it, you have to make it up for me!" Brother Nan angrily surveyed the room, his gaze landing on the bald driver who was tied up to the side. A sinister smile suddenly curled at the corner of his mouth:

"Mr. Zhao, since you're unwilling to pay, we'll have to resort to some underhanded tactics to force you to comply."

Nan walked towards the driver, saying as he went, "This driver's been driving for you for a long time, hasn't he? It'd be fun to have him force himself on you, wouldn't it?"

What does it mean to kill someone by destroying their spirit? This is what it means to kill someone by destroying their spirit.

Zhao Fengyue was so frightened that her eyes widened and she shook her head repeatedly.

When Driver Wang heard Brother Nan tell him to force himself on Boss Zhao, although he still looked scared, he was secretly tempted.

Mr. Zhao is handsome and rich, and usually aloof and noble. He's someone I could never reach in my entire life. I never expected such a good thing to happen today? Just thinking about what's about to happen with Mr. Zhao fills me with anticipation.

Even Nan Ge's ferocious face looked somewhat cute. He never expected to encounter such good fortune while being kidnapped.

Brother Nan personally walked over to Driver Wang, coldly untied him, and then grabbed the last tuft of hair on his head, pulling him up. He dragged him towards Zhao Fengyue, finally throwing him in front of her, and said with a sneer:

"Come on, let me see what a master-servant relationship is like!"

Hearing what Brother Nan said, the man with the buzz cut couldn't help but laugh: "Brother Nan, this is really funny."

"Yeah, Brother Nan, I've never been with a female CEO before."

Brother Nan smiled and looked at his underlings around him, waving his hand: "Don't rush."

"One at a time."