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Chapter 53 Official coronation, young giant - "Rebirth 2000: I broke the agreement and became rich"

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Zhang Jianping's real collapse occurred on the eleventh day after the project termination letter was issued.

At 8:30 that morning, the finance department of Hengsheng Science and Technology made seven calls to him.

When the eighth call was answered, Zhang Jianping was still sitting on the bench outside the bank lobby, holding a paper cup that had been crushed out of shape.

On the other end of the phone, the financial voice was trembling.

"Mr. Zhang, there are only 18,000 left in the account."

"The suppliers are blocking the company's entrance, and employees' wages cannot be paid. The bank has just received another letter."

"They're going to take out the loan early."

Zhang Jianping's face turned pale little by little.

He opened his mouth and managed to squeeze out only one sentence: "Wait a moment, I'm thinking of a solution."

The phone hangs up.

He glanced up at the bank's glass door.

In the past, when he came here, the account manager would personally go downstairs to pick him up, make tea, hand him cigarettes, and call him Mr. Zhang with a smile.

Now, carrying two boxes of Maotai and a carton of cigarettes, he waited at the door for almost two hours, and even the lobby manager didn't let him in.

I can't get through the phone calls of acquaintances.

One after another, partners' calls went unanswered.

The people who used to pat their chests and say, "Brother, please tell me something if I need something" at dinner parties are now like a group of people who have disappeared from the world.

Zhang Jianping stood at the door of the bank. The sun shone on his face, but he felt cold all over.

On the third day, the supplier came to visit.

On the fifth day, employees resigned en masse.

On the eighth day, the court froze some of the company's accounts.

Before the end of the month, Hengsheng Kechuang started deregistration and liquidation.

Zhang Jianping owed more than 600,000 yuan in foreign debt, and the house under his name was also mortgaged.

During the move, Zhang Linna's mother sat on the floor in the living room crying, while Zhang Jianping smoked one cigarette after another without noticing the ashes falling on his trouser legs.

They finally moved into an old rental house of less than 50 square meters in the suburbs.

The walls are moldy and there is a damp smell in the corridor all year round.

When Zhang Linna opened the door for the first time, she exploded on the spot.

"I don't live here!"

"You want me to live in a place like this? What will my classmates think of me if they find out?"

No one answered her.

Because no one in the family has the strength to coax her anymore.

Retribution from Zhang Linna's side came even faster.

After Lawyer Zhao submitted the litigation materials, the school took action before the case officially opened.

The testimony of three classmates, the counselor's conversation record, and the screenshots of her previous chats in the dormitory where she spread rumors and maliciously guided public opinion, the chain of facts is clear.

The school gave her a serious warning and required her to publicly apologize in writing.

Zhang Linna was not convinced.

She felt like the whole world was against her.

On the day she left school, she squatted on the side of the road and used a trumpet to name and insult Lin Chuan on social platforms. She also made up a few curse words about the school taking money and capitalizing on people.

She thought she was smart.

As a result, within half an hour, the screenshots were packaged and transferred to the police station.

Detention for fifteen days.

After she came out, she lost a lot of weight and her face no longer looked as arrogant as before.

The withdrawal procedure was handled quickly.

The brand-name bags, perfumes, and cosmetics that she had shown off countless times in the dormitory before were all pawned by her mother in the second-hand market.

The money I exchanged was used to pay two months' rent.

Lin Chuan didn't even specifically ask about the results.

For him, Zhang Jianping and his daughter were no match from beginning to end.

At best, it is just a little bit of mud splashed on the roadside when it is run over by the wheel of the times.

September 27th, morning.

Jiuzhou Venture Capital Office.

Lin Chuan is sitting behind his desk, reading the technology verification report of Chiphai Microelectronics.

The report is spread out on the table, with several supply chain due diligence materials pressed next to it.

The pages are densely packed with parameters and test results.

When Su Wantang knocked on the door and came in, Lin Chuan was using a pen to underline one of the rows of data.

"Boss, look at something."

She placed a gilded invitation on the table.

The invitation is thick and the cover is embossed with dark patterns.

The line above is particularly eye-catching.

"2000 Shanghai Outstanding Entrepreneurs and Young Entrepreneurs Commendation and Exchange Meeting".

The organizer column is printed with the names of Shanghai Economic Commission, Shanghai Federation of Industry and Commerce, and Pudong New Area Management Committee.

Location: Ballroom of Pudong Shangri-La Hotel.

Lin Chuan opened the inside page.

The third line of the commendation list for outstanding entrepreneurs——

Jiuzhou Venture Capital, Lin Chuan.

Su Wantang stood in front of the table, her tone obviously lighter.

"Secretary of Bureau Lu personally delivered it this morning."

Lin Chuan was in no hurry to speak and continued to look down at the attendance list.

In the column of outstanding entrepreneurs, almost all are group chairmen, actual controllers of listed companies, and industry leaders.

The youngest ones are in their forties.

The list of young entrepreneurs is somewhat younger.

But the so-called "young" is only a relative term.

Thirty-seven or thirty-eight, they are already considered young and strong among them.

Su Wantang handed over another piece of information.

"I checked, and among the young entrepreneurs this year, there are several who are one step ahead of you."

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