Five o'clock in the afternoon.
"President Ye, I'm sorry, the bank is short on cash today, we really can't lend to you!"
"President Ye, I'm sorry, recently our cash reserves are not too high, we absolutely don't have ten billion. If you don't mind, we can loan you one billion first!"
"President Ye, we're truly sorry, the bank originally had ten billion in cash, but it was already borrowed by other companies before you came, so we're really sorry!"
"..."
On the way home, Ye Qingcheng's mind replayed the responses from all the major banks in Celestial Capital over and over again. No matter what excuses they gave, not a single bank was willing to lend her money, which irritated her greatly. However, what could she do? The money belonged to them.
This time, Ye Qingcheng truly realized the terror of Fengxing International, as if it were really as dominating as Tianyu International, capable of covering the sky with one hand.
