Chapter 187 The First Deadbeat in Da Chu
Chapter 187 The First Deadbeat in Da Chu
Bai Chenyang straightened the newspaper and said solemnly, "The barbarians are dissatisfied with the conditions proposed by the emperor and demand to pay tribute of silver every year, but the emperor naturally does not allow it."
"He said, how dare a small barbarian be so rampant? Chu is a vast country with abundant resources. If they come to invade, they can be killed!"
"He is discussing with his ministers that the princes should recall their soldiers and march to the border to fight the barbarians to the death."
"The order will be issued soon!"
All the businessmen suddenly understood and nodded repeatedly.
Chen Fusheng couldn't believe it: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! My father said..."
Before Chen Fusheng could argue, an Iron Buddha came quickly from outside the door.
He held the tiger talisman in his hand and said sternly, "Prince, I just received the emperor's decree, announcing that the retired soldiers will return to their posts!"
"The situation is urgent, and the prince has no other options. Please put the RV issue on hold for now!"
Chen Fusheng's head was buzzing.
It's actually true!
Those wealthy people all shook their heads, sighed, and nodded seriously.
"Eleventh Prince, the country is in crisis, how can we go out for fun?"
"Yeah, I wanted to book a motorhome, but seeing the war going on, there's no guarantee of safety."
"Yes, we have to go back and settle the relevant matters. Thank you, Prince."
These wealthy people's money did not come from the wind. Besides, Chen Fusheng invited them here and promised to cover their travel expenses.
Almost everyone stood up and took out the receipts for their expenses.
No matter how Chen Fusheng tried to persuade them, the rich people just wanted to leave and didn't want to play with him anymore.
Chen Fusheng could only watch the money continue to decrease.
Eight million!
three million!
one million!
But this only reimburses two-thirds of the money!
Chen Fusheng thought he could collect the money first, so he would naturally not be stingy with this little money. Now he is in trouble!
"Prince, what's wrong with you?"
"Oh, the huge Huainan Palace can't even come up with this little money, right?"
"If you don't keep your word, how can we trust the RV?"
All the wealthy people who didn't get their money back said this, as if they were ready to fight Chen Fusheng to the death if they had a disagreement.
"No, no, the Huainan Palace is trustworthy!"
"It's just that this happened suddenly. Please wait for me for a few days and I will definitely return the money!"
Those wealthy people did not believe Chen Fusheng's lies and refused to let him leave.
Chen Fusheng was so anxious and angry that he vomited blood on the spot.
Only then, under the escort of servants, did he return to his room and seek treatment from a doctor.
In the darkness of the night, a shadow appeared in Chen Fusheng's room.
"Master, I have asked around."
Chen Fusheng's personal bodyguard Guan Bo was like a ghost, and spoke indifferently: "The RV business was mentioned by Jiang Yueqing to Chu Yanran, but the one who proposed this idea was Chen Changan."
"He invented the newspaper for the emperor, so the emperor must be grateful for his kindness."
“Then an order was issued, asking all the princes to recall their soldiers.”
"Everything is Chen Changan's conspiracy."
Even if Guan Bo didn't say it, Chen Fusheng knew that he had fallen into a trap.
He gushed out another mouthful of blood and roared, "Chen Fool, Chen Fool, you deserve to die!"
"You took away my father's trust in me, snatched away my son-in-law, and caused me to end up like this!"
"I'll kill you, I'm going to kill you!"
Listening to Chen Fusheng's helpless roar, Guan Bo sighed heavily: "There are many people who want to kill Chen Changan, there is no rush."
"Think about it, how can we get rid of this hot potato?"
Chen Fusheng laughed out loud.
After investing 200 million silver dollars, when will the hot potato be available again?
Damn it!
……
Five more days passed and the situation did not improve at all.
Not only did those wealthy people refuse to pay, they also refused to leave, and Chen Fusheng's debts continued to accumulate.
The rich man has already issued an ultimatum to Chen Fusheng: "If it is still the same tomorrow, we will go to the Chu family to get the money, or complain to the emperor."
The newspapers paid close attention to the incident and published articles on it for three consecutive days.
"Huainan Prince Chen Fusheng owes money and refuses to pay it back? The people have no way to ask for it back!"
"Celebrate with all your heart, the first Lao Lai in Chu State is born!"
"Baidi Mansion: We are currently handling the case of Chen Fusheng's debt, and are waiting for good news."
All of these pushed Chen Fusheng to the edge of the cliff!
Chen Fusheng had no choice but to return to the Chu family to meet Chu Yanran.
The atmosphere in the living room was a little off. Chen Bijun sat there with a gloomy face, while Chen Qingwan and Chen Qiuyue lowered their heads and dared not speak.
Chu Yanran also learned that Chen Fusheng was heavily in debt, and her face was extremely gloomy.
Chen Fusheng knelt on the ground and said aggrievedly: "Mother..."
"I already know everything!"
Chu Yanran interrupted and asked through gritted teeth: "Tell mother honestly, did the prince give you the silver?"
"Yes, my father didn't give me much."
Chen Fusheng said guiltily: "He gave me 50 million and said that if I could do something decent, he would let me take over the Chu family's jade business."
"But, mother, I failed!"
"It's all because of Brother Jiu! He deliberately hurt me!"
"Wow, mother, I feel wronged!"
Chen Fusheng screamed and cried out loudly.
He blamed Chen Changan and the emperor, saying that they had ruined his future!
Chu Yanran hugged Sheng'er distressedly, shook her head and said, "Sheng'er, why are you crying? It's just a mere 200 million. Our Huainan Palace is a big family and can afford the loss!"
"Remember, failure is the mother of success!"
"Han Zi is full of tricks, but you are kind-hearted. It's okay to lose, just win it back next time!"
Hearing Chu Yanran say this, Chen Fusheng couldn't believe his ears.
He lost so much money from his mother, but she didn't blame him?
what's the situation?
Chu Yanran naturally had her own plans.
Chen Fusheng is her biological son, but not Chen Zhan's. She has always been worried that Chen Zhan would not raise his son well.
Now Chen Zhan is also taking out money, doesn't this mean...
He still treats his son as his son?
This is enough!
"Sheng'er, don't worry about the RV. Just study hard at the Imperial College."
Chu Yanran stroked Chen Fusheng's head and said, "When you are free, go to the Chu family and learn the jade business from the shopkeeper. Your eldest sister is here too!"
"Bijun, Sheng'er has caused such a big mess, you have to help clean up the mess!"
Chen Bijun's delicate body trembled violently, and she pointed at her nose bridge with trembling hands.
"Mom, are you talking about me?"
"I have only learned poetry and songs since I was a child. I know nothing about business. How can you count on me?"
Chu Yanran's eyes narrowed: "Since Hanzi has left home, who would often go to Hanzi's place for no reason?"
"If you're really capable, just sell the mess of the RV to Hanzi. He wanted to buy the RV anyway!"
"As for the price he pays for it, it can't be less than 100 million!"
Chen Bijun refused to do it when she heard that.
Yes, you did spend 200 million, but at least one-third of the money was taken away by hired workers when you opened branches all over the country.
There are only 20 broken cars left, and you still want million?
Dream on!
Chen Bijun was breathing rapidly and wanted to speak, so Chen Fusheng quickly knelt down in front of him.
"Second sister, mother is so angry that she is confused. Don't listen to her nonsense."
"I've calculated that the sisters have taken out nearly 30 million in private savings. It would be great if we could return all this money to the sisters."
"As for mother and father..."
"I have worked like a slave all my life, but I will give it back to them!"
"Thank you, second sister. Thank you!"
From one hundred million to thirty million, this was Chen Bijun’s psychological expectation.
Chen Bijun took a deep breath and said, "I can't do this alone. I have to discuss it with my elder sister. I think it should be no problem."
"But, mother, I want to ask you something."
"You were so good to Sheng'er that you never said a harsh word even though we lost 200 million yuan."
"What if it's the ninth brother?"
"hehe."
Chu Yanran immediately had a murderous look on her face: "Fool? If this fool dares to make me lose so much money, I will! Beat! Him! To! Death!"
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