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Chapter 972 - 969: Who Do You Think I Am to You?

Chapter 972: Chapter 969: Who Do You Think I Am to You?

Anyway, no matter what method he used, he would absolutely not bow to his father’s influence as his dad wished.

That afternoon, Yan Bo received a call from Ling Qingyun, who invited him out for dinner and to hang out overnight.

"Ling Young Master, sorry, the company has been a bit busy these past few days, and I probably won’t have time tonight. Next time, my treat."

Ever since Yan Bo started dating Tong Xiaohua, the time he spent with Ling Qingyun had significantly decreased.

"Third Young Master, are you meeting Miss Tong again tonight? You’re ditching friends for love! Ever since you started dating Miss Tong, our meetings have become less and less frequent."

Even though it had been a while since they had last seen each other, Ling Qingyun still jokingly spoke to Yan Bo with familiarity.

"Ling Young Master, tonight isn’t actually a private date. How about we have dinner together tomorrow night? My treat."

The two agreed on a time and place to eat the next day and chatted idly for a bit more before hanging up.

Di Xu, who was helping to organize data on the side, thought he saw a glimmer of hope.

"Boss, are you planning to ask Ling Young Master and the others for help?"

Yan Bo shook his head, "Do you think they dare go against the current? My dad is really trying to push me to a dead end this time. The top ten families in L City must have caught wind of this. Moreover, Ling Qingyun and the others haven’t officially taken over the family businesses yet; who would dare to stick their neck out for me?"

Yan Bo saw this very clearly.

It was precisely for this reason that he never considered asking for help from Ling Qingyun and other heirs of aristocratic families once he realized that the major banks were deliberately refusing his loan applications.

Di Xu looked defeated. Although he was several years older than Yan Bo, he was far from as composed when dealing with issues.

"So, do we have any other options? We’ve been turned down by all the major banks in L City, and soon we will need a new injection of funds for the overpass project. Without fresh capital, once the capital chain breaks, the consequences will be incredibly severe."

"I know!"

Di Xu’s concerns were, of course, clear to Yan Bo.

That was exactly why he had arranged to meet with the president of L City’s only private bank that night. Even though the interest rate at this bank was higher than at other banks, Yan Bo no longer had the luxury of choice.

However, even with Yan Bo prepared to pay a hefty amount in interest each month, the president very tactfully declined Yanhuang Company’s loan application.

The reason was blunt yet discreet, "Third Young Master Yan, lending to your company involves too much risk. My small bank can’t shoulder that burden!"

Clearly, Yan Zhong’s influence was not limited to the state-owned banks.

Yan Bo was taken aback by this outcome.

When he returned home, his mood inevitably dipped.

With a bottle of red wine, he sat alone in the study room, pouring and drinking by himself, completely forgetting to call Tong Xiaohua.

At the Tong Family residence, Tong Xiaohua came home after a night patrol, took a shower, went to bed, and checking the time, she picked up her mobile phone. There were no messages or call alerts.

Tong Xiaohua wasn’t one to make a fuss, so she dialed Yan Bo’s number directly.

The phone rang for a long time before being picked up, "Hello, Xiao Hua?"

Tong Xiaohua couldn’t help but feel something was off. Yan Bo’s voice sounded muffled and heavy.

"Yan Bo, do you have a cold?"

She had always thought it nearly impossible for him to get a cold with his constitution.

"Oh..." There was a pause on the other end of the phone, "It seems... there might be a little bit."

Taking his word for it, Tong Xiaohua abruptly sat up, anxiously asking, "Is it serious? Do you have medicine at home? Have you taken any?"

The barrage of questions seemed to daze the person on the other end of the line.

It took a while before he responded with a muffled voice, "I did eat, nothing serious, probably just too exhausted these past few days. I’ll be fine after some sleep."

Though concerned, Tong Xiaohua didn’t have any doubts.

Yan Bo had a very high level of credibility in her heart, which is why she rarely questioned his words.

"Then you should go to sleep quickly, and if you’re still not feeling well tomorrow, remember to see a doctor."

Tong Xiaohua advised him for a bit, afraid of delaying his rest, she reluctantly said goodnight.

Tong Xiaohua’s mind was preoccupied with Yan Bo’s illness, tossing and turning in bed. She couldn’t help but think of his parents’ resistant attitude. She barely slept a wink all night, half-awake and half-asleep.

Waking up early in the morning, Tong’s mother originally wanted to ask her about the Yan Family’s attitude, but Tong Xiaohua grabbed her bag and hurried out, only telling Tong’s mother that Yan Bo was sick, and she wanted to go check on him.

The Tong Family had their own private doctor. Initially, Tong Xiaohua planned to bring Uncle Du along to see Yan Bo.

But she feared that might make Yan Bo uncomfortable, after all, it was just a cold. Bringing a private doctor over seemed a bit over the top.

Tong Xiaohua didn’t inform Yan Bo because she was afraid of disturbing his rest.

After all, Yan Bo had mentioned to her that there was a spare key in his office. She could just go there, take it, and then open the door herself.

By the time she arrived at Yanhuang Company, it was already eight o’clock, and as expected, Yan Bo was not there.

Seeing her, Di Xu jumped in surprise.

"Little Junior Sister, why did you come here?"

Di Xu couldn’t help but feel somewhat pleased, thinking that Tong Xiaohua had come due to Yanhuang’s financial issues.

"Senior Brother, Yan Bo is sick. Could you help me open his office door? I need to go in and get the keys."

Di Xu was aware of the place Tong Xiaohua held in Yan Bo’s heart. Although curious, he didn’t ask further. He directly opened the door and accompanied Tong Xiaohua inside to take the keys from the middle drawer.

"Yan Bo isn’t on sick leave, is he?"

Di Xu didn’t intend to inquire deeply, but upon hearing Tong Xiaohua’s question, he couldn’t help but respond, "The boss is sick? I haven’t heard about that!"

Tong Xiaohua didn’t pursue the matter, "Well, I’ll go check on him."

With the keys in hand, Tong Xiaohua was about to leave when Di Xu hesitated for a moment before finally calling her back.

"Little Junior Sister, there’s something I’m not sure if I should tell you."

Di Xu understood somehow why Yan Bo had always refrained from discussing with Tong Xiaohua the issue of the financial crunch, but seeing Yan Bo hitting walls everywhere recently, even as a subordinate, Di Xu was feeling distressed.

Tong Xiaohua stopped, turned her head, and looked at him.

"Senior Brother, just speak directly if there’s something you want to say. If there’s anything I can help with, I’ll certainly help."

Seeing Di Xu’s evasive demeanor, Tong Xiaohua thought that this Senior Brother had gotten into trouble and wanted her help to solve it.

Di Xu met her gaze, knowing that she had misunderstood, "No, it’s not my issue, it’s the company’s."

"The company’s issue? Yanhuang’s issue?" Tong Xiaohua asked, frowning.

Di Xu bit the bullet and decided to come clean.

"Yes, the company has been experiencing a cash flow problem recently. It was supposed to be solvable with a bank loan, but for some reason, we’ve been rejected by all the major banks. The boss has been too worried about this to eat or drink lately."

Tong Xiaohua’s expression grew even more troubled, "Senior Brother, when did this start happening?"

Di Xu counted off on his fingers, "About half a month now, I think. It seems to have started after the boss returned from the Capital City."

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