Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

　　Getting out of the car, Shen Jiannan looked around and raised his eyebrows habitually.

The surrounding environment is not bad. Being in an industrial area, it is rare not to see all kinds of smoke and dust, the green vegetation is still green, and there is no strange smell in the air. It must be clean and tidy.

　　 There is no gap without comparison. Thinking of the pungent chemical smell that you can smell in an industrial zone in Shencheng, the fine environment here is especially precious.

　　Perhaps, only lack can be more cherished, or, everything has to pay a price!

　　 There is no one at the factory door. Maybe An Hui Koji’s company can’t afford the doorman, or it may be because the company is about to go bankrupt. The doorman chose to re-employ without any hindrance, and a group of people walked into the workshop door.

　　 In the workshop, it is very quiet, no people can be seen.

　　Only two tall punch presses stood silently at the door, besides, there was a scent of...it should be called rust to welcome uninvited outsiders.

　　 Shen Jiannan touched his nose lightly, adapting to the smell of paint and rust, and a pair of thief eyes scanned around.

　　 The workshop is small, only more than two hundred square meters.

　　 Not far away, a piece of machinery lying quietly on the ground, there are lathes, milling machines, and drill presses, stained with a little oil, which looks a bit disgusting.

　　 But Shen Jiannan has come to be interested and has a research understanding of historical economy. He knows that, regardless of such a pile of oil-stained copper and iron, it is really released in China. Now it is afraid that many companies have to break their heads and get them at all costs.

Because neon can compete with German industry and even suppress the sales of German cars in the world these days. The core technology is related to these broken coppers. Whether it is Mitsubishi, Mazak, Mori Seiki, and Makino, they all have world-class technology. Level.

　　 However, due to the technical blockade of China by the United States and Europe, the equipment used is still the Soviet obsolete equipment provided by Maozi in the early 1960s.

　　With money, Chinese people don’t even want to buy the most advanced industrial machinery and equipment in the world.

　　You can't buy it in Germany, and you can't buy it in neon.

　　 Scanned the industrial machinery in the factory, looked around, but did not see An Hui Koji.

　　 Shen Jiannan smashed his mouth, and he was so tired of sending money to the door, An Huihao should be ecstatic. Glancing at the office not far away, the self-conscious guy strode over.

Ok?

　　 After not taking a few steps, Shen Jiannan retreated to the place.

　　 In a corner of the workshop, there are many burnt cigarette butts on the ground. Compared with the clean and tidy workshop, it seems a little out of place.

Behind a forging equipment, a middle-aged man is sitting on the ground with a cigarette. His face is haggard and his hair is messy. The cigarette he is holding is about to burn to the point where he feels nothing in his fingers. His eyes are so wide that the boss looks like a blind man. Deaf.

　　 It is An Hye Koji, but compared with the photo, he is a little bit less energetic and a bit more depressed.

　　 is also inevitable, anyone who is on the verge of bankruptcy is probably not much better than An Huihao.

　　 Looking at the pile of burnt cigarette butts on the ground, Shen Jiannan's eyes flashed.

　　 Neon people have strong self-control in smoking, almost like obsessive-compulsive disorder, few people smoke more than three puffs.

　　 Now that An Hui Koji looks like this, it is obvious that his emotions have reached the edge of collapse.

that's the truth.

　　 The sudden departure of a good friend was a huge shock for An Hui Koji.

　　 Studying at the same level for many years, working together on campus, starting a business, and supporting each other for development. Now, friends who used to face hardships, drink together, and struggle together because of debts chose to leave without saying goodbye.

　　 An Hui Koji was at a loss.

　　 Liang Tian committed suicide because of debts, which means that all the company's receivables will never be recovered. What should I do with the company's debts and the money borrowed from the finance company?

　　 The assets of the factory are worth 300 million at most, which is simply not enough to repay the debt owed.

　　 Now the housing market is not good. It is impossible to collect some funds even if you want to sell the house. Besides, whether it can be sold or not is still two different matters. Even if someone buys it, the total debt owed by an additional 60 million is still nearly half.

　　 Where should I go!

　　 "An Huisang, hello!"

　　 An Hui Haoji moved his blank eyes, staring blankly at Shen Jiannan who had suddenly appeared in his factory. After realizing something, he hurriedly got up from the ground.

　　 It was like doing something wrong, An Huihao kept bowing to Shen Jiannan and saluting.

　　 "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I will repay the loan owed to your company as soon as possible. Please give me some more time."

　　What kind of situation is this?

　　 Shen Jiannan was a little inexplicable by An Hui's reaction. Suddenly, light from the corner of his eyes swept across the door. I don't know when Zheng Zheng and He Tianya who heard the sound stood silently at the door. The two of them wore straight suits, and it was not a good thing to look like strangers stay away.

Misunderstood.

　　 Shen Jiannan showed a most friendly smile, he owed his body slightly to show his courtesy.

　　 "An Huisang. I think you have misunderstood. We are not here to collect debts, we are here to help you."

　　 "Help me! Why are you helping me?"

　　 Anhui Haoer was still confused in his mind, and subconsciously asked blankly.

　　 Shen Jiannan smiled again, showing white teeth.

　　 Why.

　　 is naturally to find an agent in Neon.

　　 For the sake of profit, there are always some people in China who would rather choose to attract wolves into the house than to achieve their goals by any means in the capital game.

　　 Just like a well-known lighting company, in order to suppress the rights of the founders, to achieve their goals, and to benefit, some people even sell their national brands to foreigners at super low prices, and use the hands of foreigners to realize their own interests.

　　 But this is hard to do in Neon.

Neon people are extremely exclusive in technology, industry, and all markets. Without the help of a real local group, foreign capital cannot be deeply involved. Without the help of Neon people, don’t even think about technology or the market. What to get from here.

　　 This has nothing to do with money.

　　 "That's right. I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Shen Jiannan, An Huisang can also call my neon name, Qiushan Jiannan."

　　 Shen Jiannan.

The three words 　　 are enough to explain everything.

　　 An Hui Koji's eyes shrank in an instant, UU reading www.uukanshu.com blurted out and asked.

"Chinese people?"

　　 Shen Jiannan smiled and nodded.

　　 "I heard from friends from the Inagawa Club that An Hui-sang has some financial problems, and I am willing to help An Hui-sang tide over this difficult situation."

　　 An Huihao's eyes became clear instantly, and the distance between his eyebrows shrank.

　　 How could a big **** pay a New Year's greeting to the weasel!

　　 was born in five or five years, An Hui Koji knew very well how much Chinese hatred the neon people.

　　 Take a look at the Zheng Zheng and the two who are blocking the door, An Hui Houji squinted his eyes and said gloomily.

　　 "Your Excellency and I are not relatives, why are you willing to help me."

　　 "An Huisang's words are not correct, according to your neon words, we should be considered in-laws! Oh, I forgot to say that I am a friend of Michiko."

　　 Family!

　　 Your daughter and I are friends.

　　 Numerous sesame batches instantly blocked An Hui Koji’s chest.

　　 beasts, scum.

　　 Michiko is just sixteen years old!

　　 This scum.

　　As a father, An Hui Hao Er forgot the instinctive fear of Zheng Zheng and He Tianya. A murderous impulse surged into his heart, and his eyes pointed at Shen Jiannan fiercely with anger.

　　 "What did you do to my daughter?"

　　 When the mother-in-law sees her son-in-law, she always likes it more and more.

　　 Shen Jiannan helplessly spread his hands.

　　 "It's nothing, it's about the same as you think!"