The middle-aged man standing next to the newsstand was sweating profusely and holding a phone, and there was a roar on the phone.

"Quickly, go see if the things in the trash can are still there!"

After putting down the phone, the middle-aged man yelled loudly at his two colleagues who were dressed as young lovers not far away.

The two of them bounced away from each other as if they were loaded with springs, and ran towards the trash can in the middle of the square at the same time.

After opening the trash can, the two of them were dumbfounded because the bags they put in themselves in the morning were still there, but the contents were obviously gone.

Even without looking at it, the two of them knew that when they brought it, it was so bulging that it was difficult for a person to carry it. Now it is just dry and shriveled, and the contents must be gone.

After carrying their things, the two came to their heads and opened the bag in front of the middle-aged man's gloomy face. They saw that all the money inside was gone.

The middle-aged man's face looked quite ugly. At this time, almost everyone nearby gathered around. Everyone looked at the empty bag, and a question arose in their hearts: How did the gangster take the things away?

At this time, the middle-aged man said to everyone: "What are you looking at? Stop the team!"

After saying that, he motioned to the two of them to get their bags, while he turned around and got into the car not far away with a livid face.

How did the gangsters get the money?

After the middle-aged man got in the car, he began to think. He must not be in the square because there were so many pairs of eyes looking at him. If someone took the money away, it would be a ghost.

So when did the gangsters have the opportunity to get the money? For a moment, the middle-aged man felt that his brain was about to explode. For this operation, he almost risked his future. Now it seems that the gangsters will definitely not

Ordinary people.

"Boss, is there a mole?"

At this time, the person sitting in the front passenger seat said something to the middle-aged man.

"Don't talk nonsense. The people who came with me this time have been with me for many years," the middle-aged man replied calmly.

He told his men not to talk nonsense, but in fact, before this man said it, the middle-aged man had already thought of it. If there was no insider, how could he explain that a bag of money disappeared in broad daylight in front of everyone?

Is there something wrong with this? As for the money, it must have been transferred. When was it transferred?

From the moment I took it out of the car to putting it in the trash can, the bag didn't leave the sight of people like myself, so why was the money gone?

Just when this person was feeling worried, the two families who had been leaning against the British man were really happy and sad. The whole family was crying with joy because of the one who came back.

As for the other family, the atmosphere was too overwhelming. The old guy who had been admitted to the hospital was lying on the hospital bed. At this moment, he completely lost the pitiful look he had just before. Instead, his eyes looked fierce, and his eyes were not focused on his own eyes.

The faces of his son and several wives were swept across.

"It seems that I have lived for a little too long, and by the time everyone wants me to die..." the old man said lightly.

"master……".

"Stop talking, let me ask who had the idea to cooperate with the police?" The old man looked at the people standing in front of him like a flock of quails.

"Huh?" The old man snorted: "You didn't expect that half of the money bought half of my life. You guys are really willing to give up money."

"Dad, who is it? Let's take revenge."

The old man glanced at the silly son who was talking. If he usually scolded him, he would have scolded him. But at this moment, the old man's eyes rarely revealed a little tenderness, because he knew that he was the only one in the family who had to give money to save him.

It's him, the illegitimate son and silly boy that he usually doesn't like.

I used to feel that it was unsatisfactory, but after this incident, I feel that this child is honest and honest, very similar to me when I was young.

Well!

If the old man's friends heard this, they would spit out gall.

I don’t know whether the old man’s friends vomited gall, but now some people are really going to vomit gall.

Who is it, Gu Siwei’s old friend—Yu Jianmin.

The reason is also very simple. There was a run on the door of Yongdong Bank.

As soon as the door opened this morning, there was a group of people waiting at the entrance of Yongdong. At first, the manager didn't pay attention. He just felt that there were a lot of people today. But after a while, he felt something was wrong because there were no people at the entrance yet.

Completely came in, and people poured in again.

After waiting for more than half an hour, there were still not many people around. The manager on duty felt that the matter was a bit big today, so he quickly called the manager above.

So soon Yu Jianmin and other top people got the news.

When Yu Jianmin was waiting for Yu Jianmin to come over, he saw that the door was crowded with people's heads. They all held up the deposit certificates in their hands and shouted, "I want to withdraw money, I want to withdraw my hard-earned money."

Yu Jianmin entered the bank through the back door and asked, "What's going on?"

"There are too many people here today," the manager said.

"Then let them take it," Yu Jianmin said.

The manager smiled bitterly and said: "There is no money in the account now. Now I have asked the counter to slow down the speed of withdrawing money."

"What's the use of slowing down? The money must be exchanged as soon as possible. If this matter is allowed to ferment, it will be a big trouble."

Another middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes standing next to Yu Jianmin said calmly.

Yu Jianmin glanced at this person from the corner of his eye and said to the manager: "Follow it."

"But..." The manager was a little embarrassed.

"But what?" Yu Jianmin said.

"We don't have any money in our accounts now," said the manager.

Yu Jianmin frowned: "Where's the money?"

"Yesterday, Google took away its own money. Not only did it transfer its own deposits, it also borrowed 1.5 billion from our account..." the manager said.

Yu Jianmin understood as soon as he heard it. He knew about this. Not only did he know about it, but he also benefited from it.

“What a coincidence”

The middle-aged man who spoke in front looked at Yu Jianmin with a smile and said lightly.

"Get me Guan Youpeng from Google Real Estate!" Yu Jianmin said to the manager.

After hearing this, the manager led Yu Jianmin into the office. Yu Jianmin was so impressed that he directly started dialing the number of Guan Youpeng's office.

After the bell rang twice, someone answered.

"Hello, Google Real Estate" came the sweet female voice on the other end of the phone.

"I'm looking for Guan Youpeng. Just tell Yu Jianmin from Yongdong Bank to ask him for urgent matters," Yu Jianmin said.

"Okay, Mr. Yu, please wait a moment. Our boss, Mr. Guan, is in a meeting. How about you call back in half an hour?" the female secretary said.

Yu Jianmin was so angry that his lungs almost exploded. You said you should wait half an hour for such an urgent matter?

After putting down the phone, Yu Jianmin was about to go directly to Guan Youpeng's office, but when he reached the door, he came back, picked up the phone and dialed again.

This time the phone call was still fast.

"Hello, this is Su Zhai!"

"When I came to you Su Sheng, I said it was Yu Jianmin from Yongdong who came to him," Yu Jianmin said.

A piece of news came from the other end of the phone that shocked him: "Our husband has gone to visit friends and will not be back for about a month and a half. If you have any questions, please leave him a note."

Yu Jianmin hung up the phone and started yelling in the office.

Good guy, the scolding was so wonderful that it made the manager next to him break into a cold sweat.

Yu Jianmin cursed for about two or three minutes, walked to the door, and turned back again. This time he called Yu Wei.

Yu Wei also had an incredulous expression when he heard this.

"If you think it's useful, then I can go with you," Yu Wei said.

Yu Jianmin asked Yu Wei to go to Google Real Estate with him. Why? Naturally, he asked Google Real Estate for help.

Now the only company he knows that has enough cash on hand is Google Real Estate, which means that Google Real Estate is Yongdong's last life-saving straw.

Why are those British-funded HSBCs? No, these guys are not any better than Google Real Estate.

Isn't that a joke? If the British hadn't chased Yongdong away, Yongdong would have run away. Now asking the British to borrow money is different from sending a fat sheep into a tiger's mouth or giving a wife to a gangster.

It is possible to transfer theories from the island, but Yu Jianmin knows very well that those people are well behaved and cannot do bad things while doing good things. Otherwise, they would not be ensconced on the island like lost dogs.

Now Yongdong is facing a run, and the situation can be said to be very bad. The island in Yuanshui can't save this crisis at all.

Now Yu Jianmin is a tiger with a mouth full of blood, like the British in front of him, and a wolf of customers waving deposit certificates in the back.

Yu Wei and Yu Jianmin hurried to Marvel headquarters.

Guan Youpeng was indeed in a meeting, and it lasted for a long time until past twelve o'clock. Yu Wei and Yu Jianmin naturally waited until this time.

"I'm sorry! You two, the boss has too many things to do. I have to arrange them as soon as possible to keep you two waiting." As soon as Guan Youpeng entered the office, he smiled and apologized to the two of them.

Yu Jianmin had no time to be polite to Guan Youpeng and said directly: "Manager Guan, is the money you transferred yesterday still there?"

"Why do you ask?" Guan Youpeng asked with a smile.

In fact, Guan Youpeng's heart is like a mirror. He also knows that Yongdong's run on him must have something to do with his boss. In all likelihood, it was Zhao Sanle who did it. In fact, the business done by Yongdong is still not good.

Really, most of them are Zhao Sanle's business. The reason is very simple. The old Hong Kong people like the old business, so the newcomers don't care about it.

Coupled with the convenience of Gu Siwei building a factory here, Yongdong rented a good location owned by Google Real Estate to open a store, which just met the needs of ordinary workers, so Yongdong's development has been really good in recent years.
To be continued...