Chapter 882 — Wei Zhao Borrows Money
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"I'll give you an account number — you transfer the money there. Once I've confirmed it's arrived, I'll give you an address. You tell that man named Wei Zhao to come collect your daughter and her best friend. Remember: he comes alone. If more than one person shows up, the men we've left behind would sooner kill the hostages." Zhen Yingjun said, "Of course, I'm sure Mr. Gu is a sensible man and won't go to the police. The men at my side were capable of taking out Qing Bo, so they can just as quietly wipe out your whole family."
Gu Pengzhan was rather puzzled as to why the other side had named Wei Zhao specifically to fetch the hostages, but among the people around him, Wei Zhao was the only one he could rely on. If Wei Zhao did not go, who else could he send?
"All right, I won't call the police. I hope you will keep your word," Gu Pengzhan said.
"You needn't worry about that. Even kidnappers have rules of the trade. Look at how professional we are, and you'll know we're the real thing," Zhen Yingjun said. "The account number is..."
Zhen Yingjun recited a string of account details, then had Gu Pengzhan write them down and repeated them back to verify before finally hanging up.
After the threats, Zhen Yingjun was confident Gu Pengzhan would not dare call the police. With the terrifying strength Ma Zhu had displayed, Gu Pengzhan would surely fear retaliation afterward.
Gu Pengzhan was now a man whose word was law in the Gu Group, so no one dared object when he gathered up the company's working capital. Even so, all the circulating funds combined came to only two hundred and ten million, and that was at the cost of crippling the company's operations for some time to come.
Once those two hundred and ten million were withdrawn, the Gu Group would not have a single cent of working capital left — a fatal blow to the company. But Gu Pengzhan could not afford to care. What occupied his mind was his daughter's safety. Even if it meant resigning the chairmanship afterward and handing over his shares to compensate the other shareholders, so be it.
Wei Zhao knew nothing of business operations, but he did understand how catastrophic it would be for a company to lose all its working capital. So when he saw that Gu Pengzhan intended to withdraw every last penny, Wei Zhao spoke up. "Uncle Chu, let me raise some of it for you."
"You?" Gu Pengzhan was slightly taken aback. He had no idea that Wei Zhao and Fatty Lai had started a company together — Gu Mengyao had never told him. He had simply assumed Wei Zhao and Fatty Lai were on good terms, and had never guessed at the role Wei Zhao played in Dr. Guan Pharmaceuticals.
"Heh..." Wei Zhao took out his phone and dialed Fatty Lai's number. "Fatty Lai, how much cash do you have on hand?"
"Boss? Cash? Why are you asking that all of a sudden? What's going on? Did something happen?" Fatty Lai asked.
"I need it urgently," Wei Zhao said.
"Cash — well, I could scrape together thirty or forty million at most. Everything we made from the auction went into buying production lines and building the factory. Our products aren't on the market yet, and right now most of our capital is sitting in the warehouse as medicine..." Fatty Lai explained.
"Thirty or forty million — that's a bit too little..." Wei Zhao sighed. He had not expected money to burn through so quickly. Launching a pharmaceutical company took such enormous investment. In truth, Fatty Lai had wanted to build the best and largest pharmaceutical company around, and the production lines he had purchased were the most advanced in the world. Dr. Guan Pharmaceuticals was not like the Kangshen Medical Group — besides its wound medicine, it would gradually roll out more sophisticated drugs such as "analgesics," and if possible, even mass-produce the Life-Extending Detox Pill. That would certainly require highly advanced equipment, so Fatty Lai had simply gone for the top in one stroke.