Chasing Dreams - Memory Repair System

The 15 million yuan paid by Zhou Ziwen and Yu Dazhong was successfully received, and when the Qiantang Modern Architectural Design Institute and Qiantang Ruyi Investment Group implemented the payment, the financial staff of the other party mentioned the tax issue and suggested that the payment should be made to the public to avoid regulatory risks.

After discussing with Lu Fengxian, Zhou Linna notified Qiantang Modern Architectural Design Institute and Qiantang Ruyi Investment Group to transfer the money to Jiaqi Biotechnology's account.

Lu Fengxian also suggested that the funds received from the public should be used to make up for the losses of some family members of Lin'an Central Hospital in stock speculation, so as to avoid the risk of "huge assets" being targeted by relevant departments.

Considering Yang Guangli's practical difficulties, Zhou Linna did not urge Meng Wanxi to settle the honorarium, and planned to wait for Yang Guangli to be discharged from the hospital before negotiating.

In the interval between collecting money and keeping accounts, Zhou Linna received six calls for help. Zhou Linna contacted Lu Fengxian many times, but Lu Fengxian was either busy with his mobile phone, or he was in a meeting or receiving important guests.

Seeing that time was passing, and there was no hope for the "rebirth" of the shareholders who jumped off the building or committed suicide by swallowing medicine, Zhou Linna was anxious and kept complaining.

"I'm so angry, where did I die? "

"Oh, this Fengxian, I don't know what he's busy with in the unit, he doesn't have time to answer a call, and he missed more than 10 million. "

"The next time he does this, I'll lock him up at home, put away all his clothes, and make him nowhere to go. "

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Yang Yanzhi had a general understanding of Zhou Linna and Lu Fengxian's "paid rescue business", and envied the "chaos".

Seeing that Zhou Linna had gained tens of millions overnight, she finally made up her mind to resign from public office and live with Lu Fengxian wholeheartedly.

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On the 13th floor of Huanyu Building, Jin'anqiao, Yuehu District, Qiantang, Huang Shaoling peeked at the stock market while sorting out corporate propaganda tweets.

Like many retail investors, Huang Shaoling did not understand stocks, but was only influenced by relatives, friends and colleagues around her, as well as the pervasive publicity of various media.

After four years of stock speculation, Huang Shaoling turned most of the couple's savings into stocks. Her husband Wang Guofu proposed to buy a car many times, but Huang Shaoling refused for various reasons.

Wang Guofu is engaged in procurement work in a health care product company, and he needs to go out to contact and inspect suppliers frequently, which is very inconvenient without his own car, and he feels very faceless in front of customers.

Every time he goes out, he has to "provide" the driver of the unit, pile up smiling faces, hand over cigarettes, ask for warmth, and dare not show his emotions when the work is not going well.

Before going to bed on Monday night, Mr. Wang asked to buy a car again. Huang Shaoling used both soft and hard, and tried her best to calm Wang Guofu's grievances.

When he went out on Tuesday morning, Wang Guofu gave Huang Shaoling an "ultimatum" and "begged" her to raise 190,000 yuan by Friday, otherwise she would move out and use someone else's car.

Wang Guofu inadvertently revealed that there was a female saleswoman from a supplier who had a solid family and was not short of money, and went to work purely to kill time and make friends.

In order to stick to the customer, the female customer was very enthusiastic and offered to lend Wang Guofu a car many times.

Huang Shaoling is worried that once her good-looking husband "separates" and leaves home, it is very likely that he will go to the female client's house to live together.

Monday's stock market crash made matters worse, like a salt sprinkled on a wound, which made Huang Shaoling almost collapse.

Tuesday morning's continued decline completely destroyed Huang Shaoling's mental defense.

"What should I do? Tell him the fact that the stock market failed and lost 75%, or do you want to borrow money from relatives and friends to tide over the difficulties?"

On her way to work, Huang Shaoling called her mother to borrow money. Her mother promised to give her 50,000 yuan, which she didn't need to pay back.

When she arrived at the unit, Huang Shaoling called five other relatives and mentioned borrowing money, but three relatives politely refused, and the other two promised to lend her 20,000 yuan each.

"It's still 100,000 short. "

Huang Shaoling closed her eyes and took stock of the possibility that the unit would lend money to her classmates and colleagues.

Among her college classmates, she first thought of Huo Min, who she often contacted.

Huo Min works for a transportation investment company with a stable salary and is not yet married. Huang Shaoling guessed that Huo Min should have some savings.

Huang Shaoling dialed Huo Min's phone and chatted about the weather, dress and class reunion.

Chatting and chatting, Huo Min mentioned the "cup" that was defrauded of 300,000 yuan in investment and financial management, and reminded Huang Shaoling, "Don't believe the investment lies of high-interest financial management."

Huo Min's experience was worse than Huang Shaoling's, Huang Shaoling was disappointed, made an excuse, and ended the conversation.

Huang Shaoling shifted her gaze to her female colleague. Among the female colleagues, there are a few people who chat with her, but none of them are to the point where they can be heart-to-heart.

Speak to a female colleague, once rejected by the other party, it will be very embarrassing for each other to meet in the future.

After thinking about it, Huang Shaoling gave up the option of borrowing money from a female colleague.

"Zhou Jing!".

Huang Shaoling suddenly remembered Zhou Jing, the deputy general manager of the company in charge of the marketing department.

Zhou Shu is 12 years older than Huang Shaoling, and the two were born in the same month. Zhou Jing once arranged for Huang Shaoling to celebrate his birthday with him in the name of the company, and confessed to her at the birthday party, but Huang Shaoling refused on the spot.

Since then, Zhou Jing has "pretended to be public and private", and has repeatedly used the opportunity to summon Huang Shaoling alone to show her love, and the conditions offered include "promoting Huang Shaoling to be the manager of the marketing department", "giving her 10,000 yuan of pocket money every month", "giving her 180,000 yuan of red envelopes on Valentine's Day every year", "buying her 4 sets of fashion, 4 brand-name bags, and 4 sets of brand-name cosmetics every year".

In the face of the "big bait" thrown by the boss, Huang Shaoling was unmoved, and stopped Zhou Jing's "moves" with a tough attitude.

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"If you ask him to borrow money, he will definitely borrow it, and he will not have to pay it back. "

"No! I can't lend him money. As soon as I open my mouth, he'll definitely take me down. "

Huang Shaoling knew in her heart that opening her mouth to Zhou Jing was tantamount to "sending a sheep into the mouth of a tiger".

Under pressure, Huang Shaoling was distraught, had no ideas, and gave half of her attention to stocks and half to the "God of Wealth".

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Huang Shaoling passed in a muddy nightmare, and the tweet has not yet ended.

"If I can fill the hole, I promise not to speculate in stocks again. "

"Bell bell bell-".

A piercing bell interrupted Huang Shaoling's chaotic thoughts.

She glanced at the display screen of the landline, and her heart "chuckled", as if she had been struck by lightning.

"Do you want to see him?" Huang Shaoling had no master, looking at the landline in a daze.

Bell bell bell -".

"Shaoling, why don't you answer the phone. "

Marketing manager Liu Jiayun impatiently reminded Huang Shaoling.

Huang Shaoling hurriedly connected the phone.

"Shaoling, come to my office for a while, just two minutes. "

Zhou Jing's duck-like hoarse voice came from the other end of the microphone.

"Good. "

Huang Shaoling put down the phone, took a notepad and pen, left her seat, and went to Zhou Jing's office.

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