Supreme Heir Son-in-law

Chapter 34: Chapter 34 Fatal Blow

"You go out first, this matter doesn’t require your attention," Mrs. Lu quickly composed herself and waved a hand to dismiss the male secretary.

The male secretary wanted to know if Mrs. Lu had any solution to the crisis before them, but upon seeing the fatigue in her brows, he swallowed his words, respectfully closed the office door, and left. After all, the Lu Group had once given him a chance, and the situation now was beyond what a secretary could handle. The only thing he could do was accompany the company to the very end.

Mr. Lu was not sleeping deeply in the office. He faintly heard the sounds when the secretary came in but was too tired to open his eyes. However, the sound of the door closing as the secretary left completely woke him up.

Even though he knew that with his wife there she could manage the company’s affairs, he couldn’t fully relax until matters were settled. So, Mr. Lu opened his bloodshot eyes and, seeing Mrs. Lu’s even more troubled expression, had a bad premonition in his heart. "What’s wrong? Did something happen with the company again?" He had only heard the secretary’s voice, but hadn’t caught clearly what was said.

"The bank wants us to repay the previously borrowed hundred million within three days, or they will freeze our company’s bank accounts and seize all our properties as collateral," Mrs. Lu spoke. As soon as she finished, Mr. Lu shot up from his chair and grabbed the phone to dial the bank manager.

Director Deng looked at the phone number, initially not planning to answer Lu Yong’an’s call, but after pondering their years of cooperation with the Lu Family, he hesitated and accepted the call. "Mr. Lu, is there something you need from me?" Director Deng feigned ignorance. noveldrama

"Director Deng, why is the bank suddenly demanding loan repayment, isn’t the loan period not up yet?" Lu Yong’an asked.

"Mr. Lu, don’t blame me for speaking harshly, you should know better than me the current situation of the Lu Group. We’re all smart people, there’s no need to spell things out, you should know what I mean," Director Deng said. Lu Yong’an understood well, it was just a fear that one day, out of the blue, the Lu Group would declare bankruptcy and they wouldn’t get their money.

Understanding the mercenary nature of businessmen was something he knew, he just hadn’t expected it to be used against him, Lu Yong’an, one day. These people were kicking him while he was down even before his defeat. When he rose again, he would surely show them what he was made of. Regardless of how much he envisioned a comeback and stepping over these people in his mind, he currently couldn’t scrape together that much money.

"Director Deng, our company has been working with your bank for over ten years. Although we are going through a tough time now, it’s only temporary. Very soon, we’ll get through it. Can you please make an exception for us in this crucial moment?" No matter what Lu Yong’an thought inwardly, he needed to stabilize the bank’s side fully. Under no circumstance could the company’s cash flow break down.

"Mr. Lu, this decision isn’t mine alone, it’s the bank’s decision. Talking to me won’t help, we’re just doing what we’re told from above." Director Deng acted as if he was in a difficult position, refusing to relent.

"Your abilities are well recognized, Director Deng, just help me negotiate with the bank. I have a batch of goods that hasn’t been shipped yet, once it’s out, everything will get back on track. Please, help me out here, and I’ll treat you to a meal to thank you. I remember your nephew recently turned 18 and got his driving license, right? I have a Rolls-Royce modified sports car, never driven, and it’s just perfect for someone his age to drive," said Lu Yong’an.

He’d seen the sports car before, expensively modified—appealing not just to an eighteen-year-old, but even to his father who couldn’t take his eyes off it. Lu Yong’an’s proposal was indeed temptingly shameful, but remembering the instructions from above, Director Deng resolutely refused again.

"Keep the meal and the sports car for yourself. I can’t help you with this matter, I’ve got other things to attend to, don’t contact me again," Director Deng said, then hung up abruptly, decisively blocking Lu Yong’an. He had considered past relationships in answering the call once, but a second time was out of the question. After all, it was Jiahe targeting the Lu Family, and their downfall was almost certain.

While Director Deng was still sighing over the uncertainties of the world, Lu Yong’an discovered he couldn’t get through the other party’s line. No matter how many times he called, it was always busy. Mr. Lu knew he had been blocked, and with a darkened expression, swiped the phone off the desk.

"Not going well? They’re a bunch of ungrateful wolves, calling each other brothers when taking things, and now when our family is in trouble, not only do they refuse to help but also kick us when down. Such people should be run over when they leave their houses," Mrs. Lu said angrily, ignoring the now messy office.

The couple stayed in the room, fuming for a while, before quieting down when one was too exhausted to smash things and the other too tired to curse. "The bank’s deadline is too tight, and it will be at least a week before this batch of goods can go out, leaving us no time. What should we do?" Mrs. Lu said, sitting on the soft sofa and frowning.

"What else can we do? We have to continue borrowing in desperation, borrowing from Peter to pay Paul, to get through this time," Lu Yong’an gritted his teeth and said.

"But in our company’s current situation, will anyone lend us money?"

"I must try, I, Lu Yong’an, will never sit and wait for death," Said Lu Yong’an, pulling out his phone to start calling his old business partners.

"I was just about to call you, and you beat me to it. We really are in sync," the other party quickly answered, and the cheerful voice on the other end lifted Lu Yong’an’s mood considerably, boosting his confidence in what he was about to say.

"To be frank, brother, I’m calling to ask you for a favor. You know my company has run into some trouble lately, I’m low on funds—could you lend me some money to get through this tough phase?" Lu Yong’an asked hopefully.

"It’s really unfortunate, brother. I was calling you about money, too. My company has also hit some snags recently and is short on funds. Remember the eighty million I lent you a couple of years back? I was hoping to get that back to alleviate my urgent situation."

The voice on the line was still cheerful, but Lu Yong’an’s heart had already sunk. "Trouble" was an excuse, the ultimate goal was to ask for his money back.