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"What you mean is that China Merchants Bank hopes to let your company take the initiative to terminate the contract in this way, so that they don't have to pay the liquidated damages?"

After Yang Cheng finished speaking, she wanted to laugh. As the most influential representative company in the Chinese circle, Huamei Bank would not have done such a limit, right? Wouldn't it destroy its reputation?

But Luo's swearing look forced Yang Cheng to believe it.

Just because I was thinking about this, I was so excited that I almost ran a red light when I was driving.

......

The next morning, Liu Yiming called Luo by judging the time to ask about the meeting time.

Considering that the other party was having a private meeting, Yang Cheng did not take the person to the company, but instead sought a wine club at the door of his house and asked Luo to call the person over.

"Mr. Liu, I am Luo's fiancé Yang Cheng." As a landlord, facing Luo's leader again, he still has to give him enough face.

When Liu Yiming saw Yang Cheng waiting early at the club, the greasy middle-aged man was flattered. After getting off the car, he started nodding and bowing ten meters away, "Young Master Yang is young and talented, and he is definitely a handsome man and a beautiful woman when he is with Luo. He is a perfect match. When the two of them hold a wedding banquet, I must ask for a glass of wedding wine."

Yang Cheng raised his eyebrows. It took a long time since he heard someone call him Mr. Yang. He smiled politely, "Mr. Liu, please be polite. Welcome to you."

After a few polite words, the three of them went to the private room with the waiter.

The club manager also came in and greeted him in person, "Mr. Yang, what wine do you want to drink?"

It was also the first time Yang Cheng came here, "Do you have any recommendations?"

The manager is a very elegant white man. His suit is well-tailored and set off his noble temperament, which is perfectly matched with the style of the club. After hearing Yang Cheng's words, he had an answer after thinking about it. "It's the morning, and it's not the best time to taste red wine, so I recommend a sherry wine from Andalusia, Spain, which can be tasted with blue cheese, dark chocolate and ice cream."

"This is a great recommendation, just do what you said."

"Thank you, please wait~"

If it were Yang Cheng himself, he would definitely not choose this kind of sweet-flavored Sherry wine, but ladies usually prefer it. Since Luo is present, Yang Cheng will of course give priority to the taste of his fiancée.

The manager quickly came back from the wine cellar, wiped the bottle that had been aged for many years in front of Yang Cheng, and opened it in person. After waking up slightly, he was at a glance and handed it to Yang Cheng in a cup.

Yang Cheng thanked her, and his two fingers pinched the thin cup and swayed slightly. The amber liquid circulated in the cup. After smelling it, he took a sip. "The rich caramel and coffee aroma are wrapped in sweet flavors to fill the entire taste buds. Is this made of Pedro Himenes grapes? The sweetness is a little higher than that of ordinary Sherry."

The manager looked like he met a confidant, "Mr. Yang is very powerful, and few people know Sherry so well."

Yang Cheng shrugged, "I just learned about it when I was studying cocktails before, that's all, OK, just this one, by the way, please send me a few cigars, whatever brand of Cuban cigars are good."

"No problem, please wait~"

This kind of sweetness must be neutralized by the spicy cigar. The manager also understands the needs of customers very well. The cigars sent are also brands that are more tasteful.

Everything was ready, and he retreated with the waiter. Yang Cheng asked while roasting a cigar, "Mr. Liu can tell me what he wants."

Luo honestly stuck to Yang Cheng, holding a bowl of ice cream and tasting red wine, waiting to listen to gossip.

Liu Yiming is also a cigar lover. He is very skilled in cutting cigars and roasting cigars. "I came to ask Mr. Yang for help. I hope you can help me."

Yang Cheng looked at Luo unexpectedly, but he didn't hear that her company was about to fail.

Luo's behavior was even more unexpected. He asked with a heart to ask, but he was concerned about Yang Cheng's face and could not open his mouth. Obviously, she didn't know the inside story.

Liu Yiming lit the cigar and took a deep breath, saying with a frown, "It's a big deal that I'm greedy for making a fortune and transferred most of the company's cash to invest in a real estate project. As a result, the project was aborted and all the funds were trapped. I thought that some of the funds could be returned from the design case of Huamei Bank, but who thought that Huamei Bank would go back on its word and there was no hope of repaying the money in a short time. A loan is about to expire next month. If it cannot be repaid as scheduled, the company can declare bankruptcy."

"So serious?" Yang Cheng thought to himself.

He bit a cigar in his mouth and sent Susu a message asking her to investigate Liu Yiming's situation urgently.

Then he lowered his eyes, without looking at Liu Yiming, and asked in a deep voice, "How much money do you need?"

Liu Yiming couldn't help but be excited, "6 million, the company can survive this crisis with just 6 million."

"What project have you applied for?" Yang Cheng just asked casually.

Liu Yiming grabbed the hair that had not been left on his head in pain, "A venture capital fund said it was investing in Venezuela's crude oil futures, with 80% profit in two years. As a result, it was not yet two years ago, so he told me that the principal had been lost and the company had gone bankrupt."

Yang Cheng was stunned, "What? Venezuela's crude oil futures?"

He did not forget that he was sheared in Davos early last year and paid $1 billion in protection fees.

The Fed has brought top wealthy people from all over the world to join this unilateral massacre. The "predation" fund composed of at least one person is 1 billion US dollars, but it is still rampant in various fields in Venezuela. I heard that the returns are in good condition.

It’s just a pitiful Venezuela. The former Caribbean pearl was so glorious. Now it can only survive by selling beauties. This is really not a joke. Koreans love beauty enough, right? But their plastic surgery economy is really unfavorable in the face of Venezuela’s beauty economy.

As the most famous country that produces beautiful women, Venezuela has a population of only more than 30 million, but it has produced at least 10 Miss World and Miss Universe.

This has also set off a craze in Venezuela, with almost every village having a "beautiful queen".

Local girls have started participating in beauty pageants since they went to primary and secondary schools; various sports teams, clubs, and professional associations have their own beauty representatives, and even women's prisons or nursing homes have beauty pageants with small crowns.

The most funny thing is that not only women love beauty, but men also love beauty. The cosmetics they use on their faces are incomparable to people from other countries.

Although Venezuelans are poor now and can hardly eat, they can smell the smell of various precious perfumes when they get on a bus. Venezuelans can avoid eating, but they must dress themselves up carefully. This has become a common saying among the people of Venezuelans.

It is precisely because Venezuelans love beauty that they have become a country where beauty emerges. Their light brown skin, European white beauties can only be exposed in the sun. As for their figure, they have both the soft curves of white beauties and the smooth skin of yellow people, which can be said to have both advantages.

Every year at the beginning of September, the streets of Venezuela are always empty, private cars are not on the street, taxis are stopped, and everyone sits in front of the TV to watch the annual "Miss Venezuela" beauty pageant. Any family, as long as someone becomes "Miss Venezuela", can enjoy a high reputation in the local area.

In order to become beautiful, many families will allow girls to receive physical training from the age of 4. These training is very strict and is almost cultivated according to the selection standards of beauty pageants.

Moreover, the Venezuelans will deliberately create mixed-race beauties, especially the Indian-European mixed-race race, which directly accounts for 58%. Mixed-race is already picturesque. After systematic training, success becomes an inevitable event and becomes the only "special product" that Venezuela can produce besides oil.

Yes, in Venezuelan beauties can be exported in batches. Many small model companies in the United States go back to Venezuela to take a gamble when they are in the early stages of their business or on the verge of bankruptcy, and take away a group of beauties back to the United States. As long as they pick up a Caribbean pearl and train them to become supermodels, the company will survive. The rest will either be sold to the rich as lovers, or they will ruthlessly rush back to their hometown to fend for themselves.

In short, it is both a blessing and a misfortune for a beautiful girl in Venezuela.

Back to the point, it will be an indisputable fact that Venezuela goes bankrupt, but what is the situation of the venture capital fund that Liu Yiming mentioned? Could it be a spontaneous organization of the private sector?

"Can you tell me about the situation of that fund?" Yang Cheng asked.

"I also learned that this Ix Fund from Wall Street was introduced by someone. A year ago, I attended the fundraising dinner held by Ix Fund in Los Angeles. The dinner was normal, but after the banquet, I was taken by a friend to attend the private meeting of Ix Fund. Those who attended the meeting were people like me who were not high and not low. People from the Ix Fund introduced this product to us.

They said they had already obtained insider information. Venezuela has great profits, and the various data lists are very detailed, which looks quite similar. In the end, they promised a 80% yield, a 2-year settlement, and a $2 million investment. I hesitated for a while and thought it was a good opportunity. And my friend who introduced me also invested. As soon as I was in a hot head, I drew the company's working capital to invest.

result..."

Yang Cheng nodded. Although he had never heard of this fund, it didn't sound like a liar. He might have heard a slight rumor from where he wanted to take the opportunity to gamble. He won Las Vegas and walked up, and lost back to Brooklyn to beg for food, but he ended up losing the bet.

"There is no penny left in your company's account?" Yang Cheng asked.

"I didn't have any salary last month. I originally wanted to delay the salary again and again, but I was afraid..."
Chapter completed!