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This person's family runs a company, so they can definitely come up with four hundred thousand. Moreover, this person has a good relationship with Ye Yiming, so the chances of borrowing money are quite high.
Luo Qi quickly said, "Meiling, I know who can lend me four hundred thousand. Hurry and take me to Qian Kun Technology!"
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At the Western Suburb Distillery, a dozen strong men blocked Ye Yiming's escape route. Ye Yiming stood his ground, staring directly into Golden Hair Brother's eyes.
Golden Hair Brother was playing with a sharp dagger, a bloodthirsty smile curling at the corners of his mouth. "Ye Yiming, either pay back the money now, or I'll chop off your fingers."
Ye Yiming shrugged and replied, "I don't have any money!"
"No money?" Golden Hair Brother sneered and flicked his wrist. The dagger in his hand flew through the air in a perfect arc and accurately embedded itself in the coffee table.
"Since you can't pay back the money, then let's chop off his fingers!"
As soon as Golden Hair Brother finished speaking, one of the strong men stepped forward and pulled out the dagger from the coffee table. Another strong man turned on a camera, preparing to record the video of Ye Yiming having his fingers chopped off.
"Wait."
Ye Yiming suddenly spoke up.
Golden Hair Brother sneered, "What's wrong? Are you scared?"
Ye Yiming did not respond to Golden Hair Brother but walked straight up to him and sat down in the chair next to him.
"You little brat, you're asking for death!"
The group of strong men saw Ye Yiming sitting beside Golden Hair Brother and immediately became furious, wanting to rush over and drag Ye Yiming away.
However, Golden Hair Brother lightly waved his hand, signaling the strong men to step back. "Let him sit here; I enjoy that feeling of flesh splattering around me."
Ye Yiming calmly said, "You guys came looking for me before the repayment deadline; it was Mi Hanting who sent you to do this, right?"
Upon hearing this, Golden Hair Brother was momentarily stunned. "How did you know?"
"You don't need to worry about how I know; just tell me if it's true."
Ye Yiming sat in the chair, lightly tapping his fingers on the coffee table, producing a rhythmic sound.
"Golden Hair Brother" sneered, "I didn't expect you to be quite clever, but even if you know, what good does it do?"
"Today, whether you pay back the money or not, your fingers are going to be chopped off."
"Golden Hair Brother" threw his cigarette to the ground and then turned to snatch the dagger from the burly man beside him. Gathering all his strength, he swung it down fiercely towards "Ye Yiming's" hand.
"Boom—"
At that critical moment, the heavy iron door let out a deafening sound once again.
This time, it wasn't just rust falling; the entire door came crashing down.
A group of people rushed in, stepping over the collapsed iron door. Each of them was tall and strong, wearing the same uniform.
They all held a baton in their hands!
These people were none other than "Niu Gang's" security guards!
"Niu Gang," with a cigarette in his mouth, stormed in fiercely and shouted, "Who dares to touch my savior from 'Niu Gang'?"
"Niu Gang!?"
Hearing this name made "Golden Hair Brother" frown slightly.
"Niu Gang" was a big shot in the real estate industry of "Nan Feng," and he actually came here?
"Oh! What wind blew in today to bring President Niu here!"
Golden Hair stepped forward to greet "Niu Gang."
"Niu Gang" ignored "Golden Hair Brother" and directly walked past him to stand in front of "Ye Yiming," asking with concern, "Brother Ye, are you alright?"
"I'm fine."
"Ye Yiming" smiled slightly.
"Golden Hair Brother," filled with anger, turned to look at "Niu Gang" and asked, "President Niu, what do you mean by this?"
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