It was just past nine in the morning. Jian Suiying was sitting in his office when the phone rang.
The staff member he'd sent to handle the property transfer called him back, sounding extremely anxious. He reported that the land had been by the court.
Jian Suiying immediately grew furious, firing off a barrage of questions: Which court had seized it? What was going on?
He hung up and immediately called Ms. Yang, the owner of the company that had sold him the land. The female boss was also completely bewildered,
she hadn't even received any notification from the court yet.
The two arranged a time to visit the relevant authorities together to understand the situation.
At this point, Jian Suiying remained relatively calm. After all, life was a continuous process of encountering and resolving conflicts.
It took nearly half a day to contact the court and the company that had applied for the seizure, finally piecing together the broad outline of the situation.
The entire affair was entangled in a web of complex debt relationships.
This debt, bundled with several other non-performing debts from that era, was sold to an asset management company. After multiple transfers, it ended up in the hands of a Sichuan-based company.
The two spent the entire afternoon poring over the hard-to-find documents, strategizing their next move.
The debt, incurred in the 1990s, totaled just over 100 million yuan. With years of accumulated interest, the creditors were likely to demand at least
four to five hundred million.
Though President Yang appeared troubled and anxious, Jian Suiying knew that once the contract was signed and the money entered someone else's pocket,
recovering it would be harder than climbing to the moon.
At that moment, Jian Suiying felt like misfortune never comes singly.
He had thought that if he couldn't find happiness in love, he could at least triumph in business, but instead, he had stumbled badly.
He and General Manager Yang had already scheduled a meeting with the Sichuan company for the next day, hoping tomorrow's negotiations would bring a
.
He kept this matter under wraps. With enough troubles already on his plate, he couldn't let the other directors know just yet.
The next day, he went alone with President Yang. They had arranged to meet in the lobby café of a hotel.
This afternoon tea proved exceedingly unpleasant. The four dispersed in discord, leaving them no choice but to continue negotiations. Should the path of negotiation prove impassable,
, they would have no choice but to pursue legal action.
For days afterward, Jian Suiying couldn't sleep well at night. Who didn't want a good start to the new year? He truly hadn't expected to receive such a "New Year's gift."
Over his years in business, he'd seen profits and losses, weathered countless storms too numerous to recount in a single night. But this was undoubtedly the most severe.
Frankly, he'd never been this unlucky in his entire life. Everything seemed to be going wrong, and he even considered finding someone to read his fortune.
A week passed, and the failed property transfer was becoming impossible to conceal. He had no choice but to prepare for the board's inevitable questions.
Just then, he received a call from one of the Sichuan company's executives he'd met before. They requested a private meeting at a restaurant
, specifically requesting that Mr. Yang not be present and that he come alone.