Chapter 174 Paying Back

Chapter 174 Paying Money

"Boss Jin, Uncle Ding, Brother Mao, Brother Mo, what does this mean?" After listening to their words, Luo Baiwan stood up from the chair and asked in astonishment.

"Stop talking nonsense! Give us back the money we invested!" Boss Jin said loudly.

"This, this..." Luo Baiwan was scared by Boss Jin's words and collapsed on the chair, and suddenly felt that his whole body had been drained.

That's right! Give us back the money we invested!"

"Xiao Luo, you'd better give me back my 5 billion Huaxia coins!"

Boss Jin made it clear that the four bosses present scrambled to fight against Luo Million.

"Enough!" Luo Dao, who had been sitting next to Luo Baiwan, finally couldn't help his anger. Suddenly, he patted the conference table and touched it, which shocked the people who were fighting against his father.

Luo Dao realized his rudeness just now, so he stood up, bowed slightly and said, "Uncles! You and my father have been friends for many years. Besides, it is impossible to defeat our Roche mall. We will still be the largest mall in the Pearl River Delta. We will still have a steady stream of profits, and everyone will still get objective dividends.

"Huh! We don't dare to earn this money. Let's leave it to you to earn it yourself. Uncle Ding snorted.

"Yes! We are not three-year-old children, Xiao Luo, you don't have to coax us. How much is this matter outside now! The door of your Roche mall is full of protesters. The front page of the newspaper has been aimed at your mall in the past two days. Do you think it can be so easy to solve? I don't care. Anyway, I must take back the money I invested.

"Our family has a lot of connections in Pengcheng, and we will definitely suppress this matter." Luo Dao still said hard.

"Did you press it down?" Boss Jin said disdainfully, "Do you think we have nothing to do these two days? Uncle Ding knows the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee more. How about it? Is it different to close the door? Brother Mao and Brother Mo work in government departments. So what? If they can suppress it, they have already suppressed it! Do you still need to say it here?"

"Luo million, I'll give you a week to prepare and return the money to me! If you don't pay it back when it's due, hehe, you know Liu Dashao's tricks. The hairy man said rudely.

"There is no room for negotiation when you say that!?" Luo Dao's original respectful face turned gloomy, and his eyes were congested. He glanced at the crowd in horror and said, "Who the hell was the coercion to lure into our company's stocks? Boss Jin, if you hadn't promised to help our shopping malls clean up complaints and suppress other shopping malls, we would have let you buy shares?"

"Uncle Ding, if it hadn't been for the relationship between you and my father, would my father have let you buy shares? Uncle Mo, if you hadn't used the government department to suppress us, we would have let you buy shares? Brother Mao, we didn't beg you to buy shares at the beginning. If it hadn't been for Mr. Liu's coercion and lure and make a promise, how could we let you buy shares? After all, it was you who were clamoring for a shareholding at the beginning, and my father let you buy a share in terms of many years of friendship. Now it's good. If something happens, you want to pat your ass and leave!"

The more Luo Dao said, the more angry he became, and his face became gloomy. Now that they have torn their faces, there is definitely no room for turning around. As for Liu Yi, it's time to act according to his face? This son of a bitch didn't even answer my phone after the accident. It seems that he doesn't want to get involved. If you tear your face, you will tear your face! I have a bad life.

"Huh! Luo Dao! What are you! How dare you teach us a lesson!" Uncle Ding listened to Luo Dao's words, and his beard trembled with anger. He stood up and pointed to Luo Dao and said.

"Luo million, this is the good son you taught me! No more nonsense, I'll give you a week to give us back our money! Otherwise, hum! You know what Lao Jin means!" Boss Jin looked at Luo Baiwan and said.

"Let's go!" Soon, the four of them left, leaving only Luo Baiwan, who was paralyzed in the chair with dementia, and Luo Dao with an angry look on his face.

The conference room fell into unprecedented silence. Luo million's demented appearance was extremely pitiful. Luo Dao was an angry silence, his hands were held tightly, and his whole body trembled slightly.

"A Dao!" Luo Wan suddenly bounced up from the chair, held Luo Dao's left arm with both hands, and said crazily, "Hurry up and withdraw the liquidity of our media company in Yanjing, withdraw it!"

Luo Dao glanced at his father and said helplessly, "Dad! I'm afraid, I'm afraid that the money is not so easy to withdraw.

"What? What do you mean?"

"In the contract we signed with the Nangong family, it is agreed that this liquidity can only be used as the exclusive fund for their Nangong family project and cannot be transferred to other purposes." Luo Dao frowned and said.

"We'll talk about it back first! The company has been in such a mess. You just heard that they only gave us a week to pay back the money. Now the company's liquidity has been invested in the media company. If we can't pay back the money on time, we will have no lives!" Luo Baiwan seemed to be a teenager all of a sudden, and said in a hoarse voice.

Luo Dao shook his head and said in a more helpless tone, "Dad, the content of the contract we signed with the Nangong family is like this. If the 20 billion liquidity is drawn to other places that are not related to the Nangong family project, it will be regarded as a breach of contract."

"If you breach the contract, you will breach the contract. At worst, give them some money."

"It's not like that, Dad. If we breach the contract, we will compensate for all the losses of the Nangong family project."

"How much is the compensation?" Luo million vaguely felt a trace of ominous.

"We have now obtained more than a dozen projects of the Nangong family, and the total amount of investment in these projects in the early stage has reached 10 billion. If we breach the contract, we have to pay at least 30 billion yuan in liquidated damages.

"3, 30 billion!?" Luo million took a breath of cold air, and the shock on his face was beyond words. I fell on the chair again.

"Hey! Dad, now we are desperate. We can't move that money easily, otherwise, both sides will not please!"

"What is this rule? This is the Overlord Treaty! This is illegal!" Luo Baiwan leaned against the chair and muttered.

A smile worse than crying appeared on Luo Dao's face and said, "We have signed the contract, and this contract has come into effect, and the overlord treaty can only be carried by itself."

"A Dao, have you found out who is secretly ens us?" Luo Baiwan sent his full hatred to the planner of this matter, and said with a ferocious expression.

Luo Dao said helplessly, "If we can make such a big deal, the other party must be much stronger than us. Even if we find out who it is, I'm afraid we can't do anything about it. Now the key is to deal with this matter well. Otherwise, our Roche's mall will fall into the consequences of immortality."

"Gone go of me! Let go of me!" At this time, there was a noise outside the conference room, and a rough voice came in. The hearts of the two people who were originally holding plummeted. Luo million seemed to be a frightened bird, spread out on the chair, sweating coldly, and staring straight at the closed door of the conference room.

"Return my payment! Pay me back the money!" Although the door of the conference room has good sound insulation, the noise outside still passes through the door and enters inside. After listening to the sound, Luo Baiwan and Luo Dao both sweated like a waterfall.

Luo Baiwan grabbed Luo Dao's hand, trembled all over, and asked for help, "A Dao, what should I do? What should I do?"

Luo Dao glanced at the door, gritted his teeth, and made up his mind to say, "Dead is dead!" Even if our Roche mall is gone, we still have Henry Media. As long as we do the dozen projects of the Nangong family, we will have a net profit of 3 billion yuan. Dad, this is equivalent to the profit of our mall for half a year!"

After Luo Wanwan listened to his son's words, his originally panicked heart finally eased a little. Otherwise, he was afraid that his heart attack would be scared out.

"Are you telling the truth?" Luo Dao asked in disbelief.

"It's true! This is still a conservative estimate!" Luo Dao nodded affirmatively and said, with a trace of hope in his eyes.

"What should we do now?"

"Procrastinate time! Let's find a way to raise funds!" Luo Dao said gloomily.

"Hey! It seems that this is the only way." Luo million said helplessly.

"Dad, tidy up your clothes and appearance. We can't let them see us messed up."

"Oh, yes, yes, wait a minute, I'll sort it out first." Luo Dao is now the backbone of Luo million, and naturally he believes in Luo Dao's words.