After Lu Ming left Jiang's Enterprise, he returned directly to the villa on Tianshen Island.
He asked Xiuluo to bring out all the information on Qunhui Road and spread it out on the table for analysis.
How to solve this problem?
The simplest and most direct approach would be for Lu Ming to directly produce four hundred million yuan to help the Jiang family fill the hole; four hundred million yuan was a drop in the bucket for Lu Ming, not worth mentioning.
However, Lu Ming did not want to do that.
Lu Ming had already advanced three hundred million yuan for the previous loan.
And now again?
It couldn't be that every time the Jiang family made a mistake, Lu Ming had to bear the consequences. What kind of behavior was this? Wasn't this enabling the Jiang family to act recklessly?
Moreover, this time it was clearly Cheng Hai who deliberately framed the Jiang family.
If Lu Ming simply produced four hundred million yuan to help the Jiang family, it would effectively mean that Cheng Hai's plan had succeeded, and his act of sabotage had paid off.
Therefore, what Lu Ming wanted to do was by no means a simple matter of throwing money at it.
He wanted to find a breakthrough point to turn the current unfavorable situation around in one fell swoop, preferably turning the loss-making commercial projects into profitable ones, which would then allow him to strike Cheng Hai to the greatest extent.
But, how to do it?
Lu Ming took out the information on the ancient underground tomb, and as he looked at it, an idea struck him.
"Heh heh, I've got it."
Lu Ming took out paper and a pen and quickly wrote two letters.
He handed the letters to Xiuluo and instructed, "These two letters are written by me in the capacity of 'Dragon Warlord'. You will deliver them separately to Mayor Xu Zhijian and Jiang Mengxin, the CEO of Jiang's Enterprise."
Xiuluo nodded, "Your subordinate understands and will go do it now."
Xiuluo left in a hurry.
Afterward, Chen Xinjuan brought a cup of tea and placed it in front of Lu Ming, saying with a smile, "Mr. Lu, seeing your confident demeanor, you must have found a breakthrough and figured out how to resolve this crisis, right?"
Lu Ming picked up the teacup and took a sip, then said mysteriously, "Misfortune is where fortune rests, and fortune is where misfortune lies. Bad things can sometimes be turned into good things with a little change!"
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Jiang's Enterprise.
Jiang Mengxin was in her office, and her phone was ringing off the hook.
She had called everyone she could think of to borrow money, trying to raise four hundred million yuan to get through the crisis.
But discussing money hurt relationships.
As soon as money was mentioned, even those who were usually very close to Jiang Mengxin would instantly change their tune, and no one was willing to lend her money.
They all knew that the Jiang family had fallen into an abyss of no return, and at such a time, no one wanted to get involved with her.
In her utter despair, Jiang Mengxin's best friend, Yuan Keying, extended a hand and was willing to help Jiang Mengxin.
Jiang Mengxin was overwhelmed with gratitude.
"Thank you, Keying. Where are you now? I'll come find you right away!"
After hanging up the phone and grabbing her keys, Jiang Mengxin rushed to where Yuan Keying was – the Orange Red Bar.
As soon as Jiang Mengxin walked in, she saw Yuan Keying sitting on a high stool at the bar, holding a glass of red wine and savoring it.
Jiang Mengxin hurried over and said, "Keying!"
Yuan Keying glanced at Jiang Mengxin and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Oh my, isn't this the female CEO of Jiang's Enterprise, the great CEO Jiang Mengxin?"
All eyes in the bar were drawn to them.
They had long heard of Jiang Mengxin's name and knew that this woman was not only shrewd and capable but also an unparalleled beauty.
Seeing her today, she truly lived up to her reputation!
The men in the bar stared at Jiang Mengxin like hungry wolves, drooling with desire.
Jiang Mengxin's face turned slightly red, and she said with shame, "Keying, please stop mocking me. I'm no great CEO, just an incompetent person. Keying, you said on the phone just now that you were willing to lend me money to help me through this difficult time. Is that true?"
Yuan Keying giggled sinisterly.
She gently put down her wine glass and said, "Of course, it's true. I, Yuan Keying, never lie."
"That's great!" Jiang Mengxin was overjoyed.
"Don't celebrate too early," Yuan Keying continued. "I'm not helping you for free. My help comes with conditions."
Jiang Mengxin was stunned.
Hearing Yuan Keying's tone, she sensed trouble.
In fact, Jiang Mengxin knew Yuan Keying's temperament very well. Although they were best friends, they were merely "plastic sisters."
On the surface, their relationship was good, but in reality, each had their own agenda.
The two had grown up together, and from a very young age, they had always been compared.
In terms of appearance, figure, intelligence, conversation, upbringing, and family background, Yuan Keying was slightly inferior to Jiang Mengxin in every aspect.
Although they were very close.
In every aspect, Jiang Mengxin was still slightly superior to Yuan Keying.
Therefore, since childhood, wherever Jiang Mengxin was present, Yuan Keying could only be the "second fiddle," forever playing a supporting role and acting as Jiang Mengxin's foil.
The seed of jealousy had long been sown in Yuan Keying's heart.
Finally.
After waiting for more than twenty years, she finally had the opportunity to vent today.
Yuan Keying wanted to take this opportunity to thoroughly humiliate Jiang Mengxin and release all the resentment accumulated over the past twenty years!
Jiang Mengxin took a deep breath and asked, "Keying, what do you want me to do?"
Yuan Keying chuckled sinisterly and said, "In our bar, everyone likes to watch beautiful women dance, especially a seductive dance that is hard to describe."
Jiang Mengxin asked, "Explain it more clearly."
Yuan Keying's lips curved slightly as she said, "It's a dance where you take off your clothes, one piece after another."
Hoo—
Jiang Mengxin already knew what Yuan Keying wanted her to do.
As expected.
Yuan Keying said with a smile, "A beautiful woman like President Jiang, when dancing this kind of dance, must be extremely seductive. So, could President Jiang satisfy our small wish and perform a dance for all the brothers present?"
"You're dreaming!" Jiang Mengxin retorted. "Keying, I know you resent me, but you don't need to humiliate me in this way! I, Jiang Mengxin, will absolutely not dance!"
"Is that so?" Yuan Keying took out a stack of checks and slapped them on the bar. "If you agree to dance, then I'll consider each piece of your clothing to be worth ten million yuan. After you take everything off, we'll settle it one by one. For however many pieces of clothing you have, I'll give you tens of millions."
This…
Jiang Mengxin was stunned.
Although she wasn't wearing many clothes, counting everything including earrings, necklaces, and rings, there were still over a dozen items.
If she agreed to dance, she could earn over a hundred million yuan.
This would be a huge help in compensating for the four hundred million yuan loss!
Under the immense temptation of profit, Jiang Mengxin bit her lip tightly, and her resolve began to waver.
At this moment, the people in the bar fanned the flames, joining in the clamor and saying, "Dance! Taking off a few clothes can earn you over a hundred million. What's there not to dance about?"
"The Jiang family is on the verge of collapse. Don't act like a cold, aloof female CEO anymore. Bow your head when you need to."
"President Jiang, please begin your performance."