142: The consortium can't help you.

He did not believe that Shao Jun (Young Lord) had an endless supply of funds; those fifty billion US dollars should be all that he possessed.

As long as he swallowed it, by then, not to mention Heavenly Palace Hotel, even the Heavenly Palace Group, which he had just established, would all be his.

The call was quickly connected. Before the other party could speak, Zheng Yongnian directly said, "I need your help. After it's done, it's still the old rule: we'll return 110% of your funds."

"Patriarch Zheng, we can help you, but this time we want 115%."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Yongnian's face darkened. He didn't expect the other party to be so greedy at this moment.

"Aren't you being too greedy? This isn't our first collaboration. Taking advantage of someone like this is pointless."

Unexpectedly, the person on the other end of the phone suddenly gave a wry smile and said, "I think you misunderstood. I don't mean to take advantage of anyone. This time is different from before. Heavenly Palace Group, we can't figure out their background. In other words, this carries a huge risk. An extra five percent is really not much."

Zheng Yongnian fell silent. The other party was indeed right. This time was different from before. Previously, they always knew the other party's details, but Heavenly Palace Group…

It was truly a mysterious existence. However, an extra five percent was worth it!

"Alright, then 115%. I need it now."

"Hahaha, no problem. We don't have much else, just a lot of money. Transferring a few tens of billions to you is no issue. Don't worry, it will arrive soon."

With that, the call ended!

However, what Zheng Yongnian didn't know was that just after their call ended, on the top floor of a landmark building in a distant country.

A middle-aged man put down the phone, just about to transfer funds to Xinzheng Group, but at that moment, a call suddenly came in.

He picked it up and looked, so scared that he immediately stood up, bowing slightly and saying, "Boss, do you have any instructions?"

The person Zheng Yongnian had to speak to cautiously was now humbly bowing while answering the phone.

And the one who could make him act this way was naturally the founder of this consortium.

It was precisely because of this that he became like this, and generally, the other party would not contact him proactively.

This made him feel puzzled and also somewhat inexplicably uneasy.

He wondered if he had done something wrong to make this person call him personally.

Just as cold sweat broke out on his forehead, a low voice came from the other end of the phone, "Taiman, did Macau's Zheng family contact you?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man named Taiman's heart tightened instantly. He had just finished talking to the Zheng family. How did the other party know so quickly?

Indeed, anyone who could control a consortium was not simple.

He naturally didn't dare to hide anything. "Yes… yes, someone is shorting Xinzheng Group, and Zheng Yongnian asked us to borrow funds, and…"

Before he could finish, the person on the other end of the phone directly interrupted, "Reject him! Also, cut ties with the Zheng family from now on."

Taiman was shocked by this. What on earth happened? It actually made his boss make such a decision.

"But Boss, this way we…"

Seeing that Taiman dared to contradict him, the voice on the other end of the phone gradually turned cold, "I don't want to repeat myself."

Taiman heard the tone and knew he had overstepped just now. He quickly nodded and replied, "Sorry, Boss, I guarantee there won't be a next time. I understand."

After hanging up the phone, he sat back down in his chair. Unbeknownst to him, his back was already soaked with sweat.

He really couldn't understand why they wouldn't make money. Fifteen percent! Even if they only lent the Zheng family twenty billion, they would still earn three billion for free.

Why not do it? Suddenly, a flash of inspiration hit him, and he seemed to understand the reason.

The reason the Zheng family sought his help was for Xinzheng Group, wasn't it?

So, what caused all of this was… Heavenly Palace Group?

Could it be related to them? But that's not right either. A newly established group, could it have such great power?

There seemed to be a lot of hidden things here!

Thinking of this, he dared not think further, and even less dared to investigate anything. Sometimes, knowing too much was not a good thing.

Because curiosity kills the cat.

Meanwhile, Zheng Yongnian waited and waited, but still didn't receive the funds from that country, which made his brows furrow tightly.

He had a faint, extremely bad premonition, always feeling that whenever he encountered Young Master Wang, nothing went smoothly.

"Patriarch… Patriarch, it's here again, another 2 billion US dollars! Our funds are completely depleted. If this continues, it will easily cause panic, and then it will be a complete collapse. To stop it then, I'm afraid…"

The trader didn't finish the rest of his sentence, but the other party knew that Zheng Yongnian definitely understood his meaning.

Sure enough, Zheng Yongnian's face changed drastically upon hearing this. "Damn it, how can he have so much money? Send someone to the bank."

He was even more bewildered. All this added up to several tens of billions. Why didn't you say you were so rich earlier? If you had said so, I wouldn't have provoked you.

Just as his voice fell, the phone suddenly rang. He picked it up and saw it was someone from the consortium, and his heart immediately settled down quite a bit.

He couldn't help but turn his head and say, "Wait a moment, I need to take a call."

With that, he quickly answered the phone, but before he could speak, Taiman on the other end of the line spoke first, "Sorry, Patriarch Zheng, our consortium has no funds to lend you."

"What?! At this moment, you're telling me you don't? What on earth happened? Didn't we agree before?"

Taiman also gave a wry smile. He also really wanted to know what happened, but none of that mattered anymore.

"Patriarch Zheng, please let me finish. The higher-ups have spoken: we will no longer cooperate with the Zheng family. I can't do anything about it. Listen to my advice: peace is paramount. Sometimes, bowing your head is not a shameful thing. This is my personal suggestion to you. Whether you listen or not is up to you. Goodbye!"

Bang!

Zheng Yongnian was so angry that he directly smashed his phone on the ground. Peace is paramount?

They're already attacking my foundation, and you're telling me to prioritize peace.

Alright, although it was he who provoked Young Master Wang first, that was a fact. But to go and talk peace with the other party like this, to be honest, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

"Damn it, what power does Heavenly Palace Group have to make a consortium change its mind?"

Seeing this, the traders all dared not speak, not even daring to breathe loudly.

It was their first time seeing their Patriarch so distraught, but anyone who encountered such a situation would probably find it hard to remain calm.

After venting, Zheng Yongnian held his forehead, pondered for a long time, glanced at the broken phone on the ground, and finally sighed, "Get me a new phone."

At this point, it was meaningless to go to the bank again. Not to mention how much more money Heavenly Palace Group had, even if Xinzheng Group ultimately won, it would be a Pyrrhic victory.

Moreover, something he didn't know about had happened in between.

The butler heard this and quickly turned to get a new phone.