Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

On the other end of the phone, Hong Jingtian was thrilled to hear Qin Xin’s cold yet pleasant voice again:

”Queen, you’re really just a young girl, my god! I always thought you were a professor at Imperial University...”

Is this the time to care about that?

Qin Xin was speechless for a few seconds.

She coldly commanded, ”Less nonsense, get it done now.”

Hong Jingtian enthusiastically agreed, ”Yes! It won’t take 3 days, in 3 hours, the funds will be in your account! Queen, if you need a cash loan, it’s interest-free. After all, you’re the largest shareholder of our Red Society’s bank, it’s just a simple matter of moving money from one pocket to another...”

Qin Xin: ”No need, let’s keep it official.”

After finishing her instructions, she hung up the phone.

She sent the Qin Family’s bank account details to Hong Jingtian.

Then she addressed all the shareholders, ”Have the CFO confirm the payment in 3 hours. The procurement of medicinal herbs can now start promptly.”

Everyone held their breath: ”...”

They couldn’t hear what was said on Hong Jingtian’s end, but they could hear Qin Xin’s instructions.

Typically, others would beg bankers for a loan.

But the young lady orders bankers to lend money.

What kind of magical bank is this, could it be that the young lady owns the bank?

In the dead silence, an uncle spoke again with an unsteady voice, ”Even if we secure the loan, if we can’t sell the processed medicinal herbs, the payment won’t return, and we won’t be able to repay the loan. We’ll still be doomed.”

Everyone was stunned, realizing what he meant: ”So essentially, it’s just the difference between dying three days earlier or three days later...”

The uncle nodded with a solemn expression.

The shareholders once again looked like lifeless fish, slumped in their chairs, eyes vacant.

It’s better not to have hope at all.

Now that they’ve been given hope, only to be struck down, they’re on the verge of collapse.

”Forget it, selling the building is still simpler. The medicinal herb business is really tough, competition is fierce. The Bai Family, Chu Family, those big families have grabbed the juiciest resources in the market, where else can the Qin Family find a foothold? Finding a buyer within 15 days is a fantasy...”

”A fantasy?” Qin Xin’s slightly cool voice rose again, ”Even a fantasy was written by someone, so why not?”

Everyone: ”...”

Young lady, we’re not actually stupid, we know ”A Thousand and One Nights” is a book written by foreigners, the problem is...

Before everyone could voice their objections,

Qin Xin raised her phone again and dialed another number.

”Si Moyu, there’s a viral outbreak in Continent A, your company should need a large amount of radix isatidis and scutellaria.”

All the shareholders held their breath.

Si Moyu?

Isn’t he that notoriously irritable and cold President Si?

How could the young lady possibly know him?

Moreover, her speaking tone seems... quite rude, as if Si Moyu owed her a billion dollars?

Everyone perked up, listening ten thousand times more attentively than they had to Hong Jingtian’s call earlier.

They finally caught a few words.

Over the phone, Si Moyu, who seemed still drowsy, instinctively replied, ”No need.”

Qin Xin didn’t get angry but continued, ”No, you do need it.”

Si Moyu, waking up in his dark bedroom, was roused a bit more by Qin Xin’s voice, realizing she was negotiating business with him, he immediately changed his tune decisively, ”Correct, I do need it, as much as you have!”

Qin Xin: ”Deposit...”

Si Moyu replied without hesitation, ”I’ll pay in full upfront!”

Qin Xin pondered for a second, ”Deal.”