Soldier King, CEO Queen

Chapter 423 - 420: What does it mean? Literal meaning! The old wooden door creaked open, and Xie Yongqiang spotted the visitor, a playful smirk curling at his lips.

"Uncle Xie, I... I beg you, please givesmore time, okay?" "I promise I'll gather the money to repay you within three days!" Tang Yao clenched her hands into fists, her face full of pleading.

The smirk on Xie Yongqiang's lips grew more pronounced, yet he coldly snorted: "What do you mean? You can't get us back into Tianyun International?" Tang Yao's face turned deathly pale, and she nodded weakly.

Xie Yongqiang and his son picked the worst possible person to provoke, getting on the wrong side of Ye Huan, the vice president and husband to the CEO.

Tianyun International was not publicly listed; the two presidents were the absolute bosses, wielding unparalleled power. Without their approval, Tang Yao, a mere employee, had no way to get Xie Yongqiang and his son reinstated in the company.

"So you're saying you can gather that much money within three days?" Xie Yongqiang's voice turned low.

"I... I can!" "Please just givethree days, okay!" Tang Yao implored.

"Ridiculous, Tang Yao, even if you gave all your savings to pay off your family's debt, it would cover less than a tenth. The remaining amount is astronomical for you. How do you expect to gather so much in three days, hmm? Seduce a rich boy, swindle money from them?" A click echoed as Xie Yongqiang lit a cigarette, took a puff, and then sneered: "Enough with the nonsense. Lettell you, if you marry my son and bechis woman, I'll waive your family's debt." This time, Tang Yao did not immediately refuse because... she was in despair.

She couldn't find a better way to rescue her family from this devil's clutches.

The second option given by Xie Yongqiang was beyond her power; she had no authority to rehire Xie Yongqiang and Xie Guangkun back to the company.

She was utterly desperate.

Xie Guangkun was notorious for his crimes in the slums, committing acts like kidnapping women, assaulting the elderly, murder, and arson... there was nothing he wouldn't do! Marrying such a thug, Tang Yao would rather die! But... what choice did she have! If she were to die, what would happen to her parents and sister? Tang Yao took a deep breath, her long nails digging into her palms, her voice trembling as she spoke, "I... I ассер..." "No!!!" From the corner of the room, a bound woman, mustering unknown strength, spat out the dirty sock stuffed in her mouth, shouting, "Yao Yao, don't worry about us, you can't marry someone like that!" "Sister... sister, don't worry about us, don't agree to these two bastards' terms, Xiaoxiao doesn't need you to save us!" The little girl nestled in the woman's arms also spit out the dirty sock, her eyes welling with tears as she cried out.

Xie Yongqiang and his son paid no mind to their cries, both wearing a sly smile, believing that Tang Yao would make the "right" choice.

Tang Yao lowered her head, once again speaking in despair, "I... accep..." Before she could finish the word "accept," Xie Yongqiang and his son already began to smile lecherously.

The next second...

A languid voice interrupted Tang Yao.

"Little bunny, you, what are you thinking?" "Willing to marry such an ugly thing, but not willing to be my lover?" "At least with me, you wouldn't be nauseated, right?" Tang Yao slowly turned her head, looking behind her, seeing the relaxed figure leaning against the door, and froze.

Ye Huan? Why is he here! "Kid, how dare you insult me!?" Xie Guangkun slammed the table, furious, having already been humiliated by Ye Huan at Tianyun International, and now being insulted for his looks ignited his anger.

He had long been sensitive about his looks, having a flat nose, small eyes, and sunken cheekbones, his appearance being hideous, and hated anyone commenting on his face.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, glaring viciously at Ye Huan, even rolling up his sleeves.

Clearly, he intended to teach Ye Huan a lesson.

But Xie Yongqiang reached out, stopping him.

And looking at Ye Huan, he discontentedly asked, "President Ye, what did you mean by those words about my son just now?" "Literal meaning." Ye Huan responded casually.

"You..." Xie Guangkun was about to curse, but was stopped again.

Xie Yongqiang's face twisted with irritation, but he held back.

After all, Ye Huan was Liu Tianyun's husband, the Prince Consort of the Liu Family, and the Four Great Families were not something small gangs like theirs could afford to offend.

However, if Ye Huan really had a death wish, Haihui District was a chaotic place, and he wouldn't mind killing Ye Huan and framing another gang for it.

Xie Yongqiang glanced at Xie Guangkun and blinked twice.

This was obviously a signal, and Xie Guangkun nodded slightly, suppressing his anger while secretly taking out his phone and sending a text.

"President Ye, this is not the Liu Family, nor Tianyun International, I advise you..." Xie Yongqiang coldly spoke, enunciating each word, "Be-care-ful-what-you-say-and-do!" "Are you threatening me?" Ye Huan asked with a playful expression.

"Not really, just advising you, President Ye, not to consider every place as your home, and definitely don't speak rashly in places that aren't your home, because if something unexpected happens... it wouldn't be good to leave your beautiful wife alone." Xie Yongqiang sneered, tossing a couple of peanuts into his mouth. The threat was obvious.

Ye Huan didn't bother to continue the pointless chatter.

He pulled out another chair from beside the table, sat down, and casually asked, "How much does she owe you?" "Oh." Xie Yongqiang showed a trace of mockery on his face, "President Ye, having such a beautiful wife like President Liu isn't enough, now you want to play the hero saving the beauty to win Secretary Tang's heart? You're quite the philanderer." "You talk too much." Ye Huan's eyes gradually turned cold.

"Since President Ye has the intention of playing the hero, I'll indirectly facilitate your good deed." "The Tang Family owes me, not much." Xie Yongqiang held up three fingers, grinning, "Thirty million." "What!" On the side, Tang Yao's eyes widened, "Wasn't it twelve million?"

"Twelve million, I wasn't charging interest at all, twenty percent interest per day, round it up to twenty-five million isn't too much, and just now, your dad borrowed another hundred thousand from me, saying he could return five million later, so it totals to thirty million." "You lent my father more money? And borrowing one hundred thousand to repay five million, with such high interest?" Tang Yao glared at Xie Yongqiang, feeling furious.

"Ah, Tang Yao, you're mistaken there. Your father kneeled and beggedfor it, he set the interest, claiming he'd definitely repay the five million. younda dandy go way back, over a decade of debt relations, the 'bond' is deep. When he comes toto borrow money to 'chase his dream,' of course I'd lend it to him, don't you think?" Xie Yongqiang's face bore an even more mocking expression. Tang Yao couldn't believe it.

Her questioning gaze shifted to the corner.

Seeing the mother and daughter both nodding in despair, a fierce hatred surged on Tang Yao's face, she truly felt there was no saving her father, Tang Dongqiang.

No wonder the corner only had her mother and sister; Tang Dongqiang borrowed another hundred thousand in high-interest loan to gamble on boxing matches! Even with the family in such a state, in this dire situation, he abandoned his wife and daughter here to gamble on boxing? Is he not afraid of his wife and daughter suffering at the hands of Xie Yongqiang and his son, who have tormented and killed many women in the slums! Tang Yao was fed up with her father, Tang Dongqiang.

Turning her head back, she saw Ye Huan withdrawing a bank card from his pocket with two fingers and tossing it onto the table.

"Three million on this card."