Chapter 42 Planning Strategies

  "Reason will prevail!"

  When faced with violence, Chen Yi's words came out of his mouth, and his hand also reached into the special pocket of his pants, tearing open a 2nd-level agility scroll.

  This was equipment prepared for the college entrance examination, but I didn't expect it to be useful now.

  At the moment when the scroll emitted a burst of light, Chen Yi made a low-headed dodging action.

  Liu Xinyu's soft and fluffy palm almost flew out, brushing against his scalp.

  "You're too cruel!" Chen Yi's eyes widened in anger. "Can you just hit someone's face like that?"

  "You can't beat me." Liu Xiyu, with a sense of justice, glared at him with her eyes wide open, and her slender white legs suddenly kicked up.

  This move is invincible when used on small hooligans. Even after upgrading to a big hooligan, I don't know how many people will be resentful on the streets because of this.

  But being in Chen Yi's spiritual gathering state, coupled with the bonus of the agile scroll, just making a sideways movement, he was about to grab that long leg that had escaped from the protection of the short skirt.

  Liu Xuan Yu couldn't let him have his way, and in her heart she was still considering whether or not to take real action, but her body involuntarily leaned forward.

  It was Chen Yi's quick movement that swept her ankle.

  The distance between them was already very close, and with this lean, that small distance was made up.

  Chen Yi only felt that his lips had touched a very soft and delicate place, followed by some hardness, which was the teeth separated by his lips, touching the collarbone separated by the skin.

  In an instant, he plunged into a warm and sultry valley, in a state of passive suffocation, unable to see or think anything...

  Liu Xinyu was stunned for two seconds, and finally came to her senses, pushing him away with all her might. She didn't shout loudly like ordinary girls, but she was absolutely not calm either.

  Watching her get angry, the undulating motion of her chest is indeed enticing.

  Indeed, it's the real deal.

  Chen Yi couldn't help but recall the sensation from just now.

  "Is it Mr. Chen who called for a taxi?" The taxi finally pulled up to the curb, and the driver asked out of the window.

  Liu Xinyu was the first to wake up, made a fierce appearance, and scolded in a low voice: "You are too bold, this matter is not over."

  Chen Yi frowned and said, "You bumped into me."

  "I remember grudges." Liu Xiyu calmed down at this moment, but the words were colder than the wind. She squeezed out air from between her teeth and said: "Don't look at me as just an inspector, I can freeze all your family's bank loans right now. If there is even one cent of overdue debt, be prepared to stop work and pay compensation. And taxes, it's not that simple."

  Normally, she wouldn't use threats to vent her emotions and would only do what needed to be done. It can be seen that she is almost being driven mad.

  "Tsks" Chen Yi also let out a sigh, looked her up and down, but didn't say anything, turned around and got into the taxi.

  Liu Xinyu's teeth chattered with a loud click.

  As I returned home, I could see the bright lights from afar.

  Chen Yi, as usual, put the box in the garage first, then went back home. In the living room, besides his parents, there were also his uncle and aunt, with four people sitting in front of a pot of cold green tea, their heads bowed down looking at a stack of documents, their serious expressions like those of four moles who had just stolen corn.

  "Just back?" Mom raised her head and asked, looking exhausted.

  Chen Yi murmured a response and then asked after his uncle and younger aunt one by one.

  Fang Manwei didn't bother with him and just nodded: "Then go to bed early, read more books these days, and I'll accompany you to review tomorrow."

  "No need, I've already taken care of it." Chen Yi said with a big smile, as he poured tea for everyone again, and asked: "Having some trouble?"

  "Just focus on your studies." Chen Zongyu pulled out a large number of documents, leaned back in his chair and stretched, seeing that his son was still staring at him, he explained reluctantly, "The company's accountant has been bribed and can't be used anymore. Now the problem with the accounts needs to be re-communicated by us, you don't need to worry."

  The accounting thing was something his family had known about for a long time and had to be informed of, so he said it.

  Chen Yi was not satisfied. In just three short months, he had experienced almost more than he had in the past, so how could he really not worry?

  He stood beside the coffee table, glanced at the names of those documents and said, "How much money is needed to solve the main problem?"

  "It's not just a matter of money." Uncle Chen Guoliang couldn't help but laugh and said, "In China, many problems can be solved with money, but not all. We've been through thick and thin, it's nothing."

  "But I know that all problems can ultimately be converted into economic problems. Grandfather has stepped down, and maybe he can't keep as many benefits as before, but there must be a number that guarantees we can advance and retreat."

  What he said made all four people present stunned. Looking at his eyes, they no longer seemed to be looking at a child.

  Half a day later, Chen sighed and said, "Where did you read so many messy things? It's not that simple."

  "I just want a simple answer." Chen Yi shook his head firmly. He was clear in his mind that the power he possessed, although strong and seemingly limitless, was still only potential compared to the vast society as a whole.

  Relatively speaking, the supercomputer in his hands was an unexpectedly important resource. Even if he were to obtain another skill duplication scroll, it's not certain that he would be able to wield it so smoothly and effortlessly, regardless of the environment or timing.

  In other words, getting a supercomputer has an element of luck, but its value is solid. With it and various scrolls, it's possible to manufacture a large amount of cash in a short period of time. Although it may not be enough to solve the family crisis, relief is highly likely.

  For Chen Yi now, using money to buy time is completely logical.

  Chen Guoliang glanced at Chen Congyu, smiled and didn't say anything else. It seemed that the decision was left to Chen's father.

  The latter was also very helpless, making a great effort to adjust his sitting posture, and after half a day, he patted the documents in front of him and said: "We can't get bank loans anymore, plus our current situation, so we must fully repay the due payments. Next month, the total amount will be approximately $11 million. However, the problem is not here, the problem is that we cannot borrow in a loop, you understand Grandpa's problem, then you should know that this is a political issue, not an economic issue."

  He deliberately used US dollars to cover up the huge amount. As of now, an exchange rate of 8.4 means that the first batch of debt is 92.4 million RMB, a staggering number.

  Chen Yi didn't listen to the explanation, but instead asked: "Then how many do we have now?"

  "You really are a troublemaker. Either go back to your room and study or go to sleep, the company's matters have nothing to do with you."

  "I guarantee I won't have any problems with the Gaokao. My mock exam scores were first in class, top 20 in grade, and now I can choose my major at Jiangning University." Chen Yi said, continuing to ask: "Can you give me a rough number?"

  "30 million." Chen raised his index finger, he didn't say the actual number, but it was close enough.

  Despite being prepared, the huge difference of 60 million yuan still stunned Chen Yi for a moment. He did not expect the pressure from the bank's suspension of loans to be so great.

  But to him, tens of millions are just numbers. After some thought, Chen Yi continued: "Actually, I think the bank's problem is not only a political issue but also an economic one. Any path can be taken. In the past, you've all been taking the political route, now that it doesn't work, why not try taking the economic route?"

  After finishing speaking, Chen Yi smiled very ugly and went back upstairs with a cup in his arms.

  Four adults looked at each other for half a day, and the younger brother spoke first: "What Chen Yi said is really feasible. Now we are stuck everywhere, no matter how good our relationship is, we dare not get involved, but instead, raising funds is still a way to maneuver."

  Chen Zongyu licked his lips, his hands unconsciously rubbing the documents, and said after a while: "More than 900 million is not a small amount, and we need to reserve production funds and employee salaries, at least one billion. And another thing, the first batch of loans has been repaid, and 45 days later, the second batch will be due again, what can we do then?"

  "There is a half-month buffer period, and there will always be a way to think of it. If the first batch of funds can arrive on schedule, then taking the political route later may not be impossible." Chen Guoliang's one sentence divided the problem into two halves.

  "Right now it's Third Brother's turn to take the lead in attacking, so we'll think of a way to scrape together 40 million."

  He said, looking at Fang Man-yi: "Sister, clear out some of the stocks in your hands, sell a few more pieces of land, and you can get as much money as possible right away?"

  Fang Manwei took a sip of water, calculating as he spoke: "The money invested abroad will be recovered without issue, the amount should be around 200 million, but selling land or factories isn't something that can be done overnight."

  She said halfway, but was interrupted by Chen Zongyu: "We will lose money and sell the land on the riverbank. Domestic real estate developers are not bold enough, let alone foreign businessmen, plus several closed factories, 400 million is barely enough. However, Rong Jie and big brother, you don't have to worry. You don't do business, how much savings can you have? It's impossible to make a living by selling pots and pans. This road won't work."

  In his generation, there were three brothers and two sisters abroad. Among the four people, only he did business, while others had a more relaxed economy and didn't have that much cash.

  Unexpectedly, Chen Guoliang hesitated and waved his hand: "Smashing pots and selling iron is necessary. With our current energy, we can't get through the bank, but we can try our best to borrow from private hands, and it's not impossible to borrow 50 million. I used to know a few wealthy local tyrants who were too lazy to bother with, now they are willing to ask for help, your younger brother should also have many people lining up to ask for help."

  "I won't let you violate discipline..."

  "That doesn't violate the rules." The smallest Chen Rongjie slapped the table and said, "We operate according to regulations, with collateral and interest on private loans, it's acceptable wherever we put it."

  A few people looked thoughtful, feeling that there was some truth to it, yet worried about the underlying problems, and finally all turned to Chen Congyu, after all, it was his group, his heart's blood.

  This is a rather difficult decision, time is pressing, and once it's made, there will be no chance to adjust for the third time.

  Fang Manwei slowly stood up, patted her husband's shoulder and said: "I'll go take a look at our son."

  The two brothers also stood up and bid farewell.

  Chen Congyu did not sleep all night.

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