Dunhuang Palace.

Dunhuang Palace is a sensual club with an annual fee of one million yuan.

Pan Yijun used to be a frequent visitor here, but in the past year, he has seldom appeared in this occasion where the spending of six figures a night is frequent.

When I came back today, I invited many elders who had in-depth contacts with the Pan family, as well as my good friends.

This is also the first time since Mr. Pan's accident, he showed up with his mother.

But at the scene, even if he lowered his posture to zero, he still didn't get any feedback.

In the private room, the lights are dim and the noise is loud.

The princesses who are making heads and poses try their best to please every man.

Pan's mother couldn't see this kind of lewd scene, and wanted to slam the door several times and leave.

But the son endured everyone's taunts and insults. As a mother, how could she just walk away?

An elderly uncle laughed and said:

"Xiao Pan, it's not that Uncle Da doesn't lend you money. You also know that the company is difficult to operate now. How much cash can any company have? If there is cash, I won't make the company's project bigger. Are you still waiting for you to borrow it?" ?”

"That's right, Young Master Pan, it's not that we've made trouble, it's difficult to run a business now, otherwise your Pan family wouldn't be forced into this by debt, right?"

"Young Master Pan, brother, how about I personally subsidize you 20,000 yuan? Don't pay back the 20,000 yuan. I know your difficulties."

The young man who spoke directly threw two stacks of finger-thick red super in front of Pan Yijun.

"Young Master Pan, I hope your Pan family will get through this difficult time soon."

Pan's mother couldn't bear it anymore, "My son didn't give you less benefits before. Is the 20,000 yuan just for beggars?"

Pan Yijun's face turned pale, and his smile was uglier than crying.

"Brothers, is this how you insult brothers?"

Pan Yijun picked up the 20,000 yuan and looked at the young man who threw the money over.

The atmosphere at the scene became awkward, the young man looked at Pan Yijun, then laughed, pointed at Pan Yijun and said:

"Too little? He is the only one who thinks too little?"

Boom!

The young man picked up a bottle of beer and smashed it on the ground, "You still think you are the prince of the Pan family, waiting for others to kneel and lick you? Don't you fucking see what kind of virtue you are now!"

A few people behind him pushed the young man.

"What's the point of talking to that kind of person? Go, change places to have fun, bad luck!"

Several of Pan Yijun's friends left one after another, the door was open, and the bosses of the remaining uncles were all bosses with high net worth, and they were rarely seen.

"Everyone, uncles..."

"I have something to do at the company, so I'm leaving first." The man named "Uncle Da" didn't show any face, packed his clothes and left.

In the private room, there were only three middle-aged men left.

If people don't leave, there is still a chance.

Pan Yijun thought, his father is gone, and he is no longer a rich second generation, so what face can't be held back?

He knelt down directly to the three of them, weeping bitterly:

"Uncle Xu, Uncle Xie, Uncle Zhang, I really can't help it. For my father's sake, please help us and let us tide over this difficulty. Our brand is very popular in the market. As long as you have money, If we get through this difficult time, we will definitely return the money to you.”

Pan's mother and girlfriend immediately went to pull Pan Yijun, but Pan Yijun pulled his mother and girlfriend to kneel and beg:

"Mr. Xu, Mr. Xie, Mr. Zhang, as long as you are willing to borrow money, you can pay the interest! I kowtow to you!"

The three old men looked at each other, and Mr. Xie, surnamed Xie, said:

"Several of us are not involved in cosmetics, but if your Pan family can't continue to operate, you might as well sell the company to us. We don't mind spending manpower, material and financial resources to help this brand stand up again."

Simply borrowing money is impossible, there is no such good thing in the world.

Before coming, Pan Yijun and his mother had discussed it.

They have been unable to support the company, if someone is willing to buy the company, then agree.

Just the price...

Mr. Xu smiled and said: "The company is heavily in debt now. If the Pan family repays half of the debt and quits the company, we can reluctantly take over. We will pay off the remaining half of the company's debt. As for the Pan family, it has nothing to do with Fengyue Wanzhuang. "

It means that no money will be given, and the Pan family is also required to repay the debt.

"Are you robbers?" Mother Pan was furious.

Pan Yijun pulled his mother, "Mom, don't get excited, Mom."

"They are robbing openly, robbing openly!" Pan's mother was heartbroken.

Pan Yijun asked back: "Mom, who can run the company? The senior executives have all been poached by rival companies. How can we revive the brand?"

They are powerless, even if they have money, they can't do it.

"Half the debt, give the company to others for nothing?"

Mr. Xu smiled kindly: "No, no, Mrs. Pan, you still won't be imprisoned. Young Master Pan will be imprisoned if he refuses to repay the debt."

Pan Yijun looked at his mother, who turned pale and fell to the ground.

The other old man, Mr. Zhang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

"How about this, Xiao Pan, the little girl next to you looks good, I want to see her play with the bartender, two million, give it now."

Tangtang'er's face turned pale in an instant, and he immediately pulled Pan Yijun and shook his head.

"No, no, don't, Young Master Pan doesn't want it."

Pan Yijun's eyes were red with anger, and the veins on his forehead burst out.

Pan's mother didn't say anything, her face was indignant: These beasts!

Mr. Xu and Mr. Xie immediately applauded, "Mr. Zhang is still playing, that kid, what are you still doing in a daze? I will give you 200,000 yuan for your outstanding performance."

When the bartender heard this, he immediately dragged away the candy.

For a while, Candy screamed and cried in the private room.

Pan Yijun's eyes were red, his bulging masseter muscles were about to explode, and his veins were standing out.

"Uncles, I regard you as elders..."

"Hey, don't, don't talk about business, don't talk about those relationships. Your Pan family used to disdain us, so don't pretend to have a deep friendship with us now, it won't make sense."

"We give money, but if we don't give something, it's for nothing?"

"Yeah, money is so easy to earn?"

"Hahaha...."

Wild laughter erupted in the private room.

Pan Yijun's face was ashen, and he wanted to resist, but Pan's mother held Pan Yijun's hand down.

Pan Yijun looked at his mother with bloodshot eyes, and her mother shook her head at him.

It's all reached this level, you can bear it as much as you can.

They had already expected this result before they came, and these people would not take out the money so easily. For Fengyue, for the painstaking efforts of several generations of the Pan family.

Pan Yijun suppressed the anger in his heart and lowered his face.

Mr. Zhang looked at the mother and son, and suddenly said:

"Bartender, let go of that girl."

Everyone looked up, almost unable to believe that the devil would stop.

Tangtang'er took the opportunity to push away the bartender who had already stripped naked, with a face covered in tears, and scrambled to hide behind Pan Yijun, crying tremblingly.

Mr. Zhang laughed obscenely, and said:

"Mrs. Pan was also outstanding when she was young. Let's change to Mrs. Pan."

Everyone was shocked, and the two men sitting next to the old man became interested instantly.

Mr. Zhang asked: "Mrs. Pan, you want face or money, you choose."