This is even more violent than making a loan with an egg.
"Okay, Mr. Jin." Tong Jialu nodded.
Jin Baogen took out a cigarette and leisurely lit it up, "Mr. Chen, how are things on your end?"
"Mei Xiang hasn't gotten back to me yet, so we haven't reached the point we agreed on."
Jin Baogen took a drag on his cigarette, "This matter needs to be expedited, time waits for no one."
Chen Cheng nodded, "Don't worry, Mr. Jin, I have it under control and will resolve it as soon as possible."
The two women were utterly confused, especially since they heard Jin Baogen was going to mortgage the siheyuan, they thought this omnipotent Mr. Jin had run into financial issues.
But now it seemed that it might not be the case.
Jin Baogen stood up, "Alright, that's it for today."
Chen Cheng also got up, "As soon as there's news on my end, I'll let you know immediately."
"No rush, no rush, let's go, listen to a tune first, and see if you have any suggestions," Jin Baogen said with a smile.
