Min Ziqiong dared not be as casual as Ying Chen. She carefully took the note, smoothed it out, and examined the handwriting.
"Owe Ying Chen 1.44 billion yuan today, hereby certify - Liao Yifan."
This note was the IOU written by the young master Liao Yifan to Ying Chen during the auction!
At that time, Ying Chen and Liao Yifan had a bet, "fake one, compensate ten."
In the end, Ying Chen successfully proved that Shi Boqiong was a flawed defective product, forcing Liao Yifan to swallow his pride and acknowledge the debt.
However, Liao Yifan had said that he would repay the debt within two months.
Now, two months had long passed, but Liao Yifan had made no move.
Ying Chen had long forgotten about it and had not gone to ask for the money.
If Min Ziqiong hadn't been in urgent need of money, this matter might have been glossed over by Liao Yifan!
"The Liao family is not from Jianghai. They are from Hong Kong. The head of the Liao family, Liao Yifan's father, has always lived in Hong Kong. Liao Yifan, on the other hand, has been staying in the mainland for years. He bought a house in Mingzhu. I will go to Mingzhu early tomorrow to talk to him about this matter," Min Ziqiong said.
For someone like Liao Yifan, who had a reputation and bore the reputation of Jiadelu Auction House, Min Ziqiong believed he would not dare to default.
Otherwise, if Min Ziqiong publicized the matter, the reputation of Jiadelu Auction House would plummet immediately, and the losses would be far greater than 1.4 billion.
"Hmm, contact me if there are any problems," Ying Chen nodded nonchalantly.
In Ying Chen's eyes, Liao Yifan was just a small ant that liked to jump around.
It was fine if he jumped around, but if he jumped onto Ying Chen's face, Ying Chen wouldn't mind crushing him to death.
"Then I'll go rest first," Min Ziqiong got up and took her leave.
With the funding issue finally resolved, more than half of the gloom in Min Ziqiong's heart instantly vanished.
Even her steps felt lighter.
Early the next morning, Min Ziqiong headed straight to the airport.
Check-in, boarding.
The plane taxied and ascended, like a roc piercing the sky, quickly heading towards Mingzhu.
Two hours later, the plane landed at Mingzhu Airport.
As a major city comparable to Yan Jing in the Dragon Country, Mingzhu was prosperous.
However, Min Ziqiong was not in the mood to admire this prosperity at the moment. She directly hailed a car at the airport entrance and headed straight for Liao Yifan's residence.
Liao Yifan's residence was located in Xinghai Garden.
This was a well-known affluent area in Mingzhu.
The entire complex consisted of garden villas, and the famous Huangpu River was only a few hundred meters away.
The environment of the entire complex was top-notch, and the housing prices were as high as six figures per square meter.
This was the price Liao Yifan paid for the house back then.
Now, the housing prices had at least doubled!
It was precisely because of such a high-end residence that Liao Yifan had hooked up with many little stars and popular internet celebrities in Mingzhu.
These kinds of women had not seen much of the world, so they were easily mesmerized by the luxurious residence and thought that Liao Yifan was the top second-generation rich in Mingzhu.
Little did they know that in a place like Mingzhu, Liao Yifan was far from being a top second-generation rich!
He was, at best, a subordinate of a top second-generation rich!
This had also made Liao Yifan feel very unbalanced, as their Liao family was quite wealthy and influential in Hong Kong.
But who would have thought that after coming to the mainland, which they always looked down upon, they would become insignificant?
However, Liao Yifan soon accepted this reality.
Because after casually participating in a few second-generation rich gatherings, he clearly realized that the Liao family could indeed not compare to others.
Hong Kong's status had indeed declined severely, and it was no longer qualified to look down on the mainland.
However, if he returned to his own turf in Hong Kong, Liao Yifan was still confident in being the local boss and showing off in front of those second-generation rich.
"Hello, I'm looking for Mr. Liao Yifan," Min Ziqiong said at the entrance security room.
Normally, it was absolutely impossible to enter such a high-end residence without the owner's permission.
But Min Ziqiong's recent popularity was so high that the security guards from the captain to the team members all recognized her at a glance.
They first expressed their support for Min Ziqiong, and then, as if realizing something, they said, "Miss Min is here to discuss cooperation with Mr. Liao, right?"
"Oh my, that's great news! Those foreigners are really bad. We shouldn't cooperate with them. It's more reliable to cooperate with our own people!"
"Well, Miss Min, please come in quickly. I'll inform Mr. Liao right away!"
Min Ziqiong did not explain the security guards' misunderstanding.
She thanked them and walked into the complex.
"Xiao Zhao, take Miss Min to the way! I don't know why Mr. Liao hasn't responded. You personally take Miss Min there!"
A security guard excitedly stepped forward, patted his chest, and promised to lead Min Ziqiong to the place.
Then he led the way, taking Min Ziqiong towards Liao Yifan's residence.
"Miss Min, this is Mr. Liao's mansion. I won't disturb your talk with Mr. Liao. Goodbye."
"By the way, I know that such news is confidential, and I will help you keep it secret!" the security guard said.
Then he waved goodbye to Min Ziqiong and left.
Looking at these ordinary yet incredibly lovely people, Min Ziqiong couldn't help but feel emotional.
Even for their support, she had to make Jingjing a success, reach a leading position, and slap those foreign giants in the face!
Ding dong!
Min Ziqiong pressed the doorbell.
She rang it several times, but there was no response from inside.
Combined with the fact that the security captain's call had not gone through, Min Ziqiong instinctively assumed that Liao Yifan was not inside.
However, Min Ziqiong's nose twitched slightly, and she smelled a perfume scent emanating from inside.
The perfume was strong, even somewhat pungent, likely a scent favored by women who liked heavy makeup.
Min Ziqiong instantly understood: Liao Yifan was inside!
He was probably too engrossed last night and had fallen into a deep sleep, completely ignoring the phone and doorbell.
In any other situation, Min Ziqiong might have left temporarily.
But now, Min Ziqiong was here to collect a debt, not to visit.
She didn't need to be polite to Liao Yifan.
So Min Ziqiong went directly to the side window of the house, picked up a stone from the garden.
Without a word, she threw it.
Crack!
A crisp sound of breaking glass was heard.
At the same time, a woman's scream and a man's startled curse came from inside.
"Which idiot dares to smash my glass!"
Min Ziqiong calmly walked back to the front door and pressed the doorbell again.
At this moment, Liao Yifan finally heard the doorbell and grumbled, "Who is it? Ringing and ringing so early in the morning, are you rushing me to die or collecting a debt? Damn it!"
Min Ziqiong replied calmly, "Young Master Liao has foresight, I am impressed. You guessed right, collecting a debt."
Whoosh!
Liao Yifan's expression changed instantly.
He recognized Min Ziqiong's voice!
If Min Ziqiong hadn't been so popular recently, he might have forgotten about her long ago.
But precisely because Min Ziqiong was so popular recently, he couldn't forget her even if he wanted to!