Ye Tianjing pushed a stack of documents in front of Ye Tianjiao, Ye Tianjiao picked them up and took a look. The shock contorted her beautiful face, "Brother, is this really possible?"
"Yes, I’ve already spoken to the people at the bank, these documents are genuine, so it’s naturally possible."
Ye Tianjiao was still a little scared, "But what about Jun Mochan..."
"This sum of money is nothing for Jun Mochan, Ranran will definitely be angry if she finds out, but it can’t be helped at the moment." Ye Tianjing rubbed his forehead.
"How much can we borrow under Ye Ranran’s name?" Ye Tianjiao asked timidly.
"Ye Ranran alone can’t borrow much, but as the wife of Jun Mochan, she should have much higher borrowing power!" there was a look of greed in Ye Tianjing’s eye.
"Bang," Ye Tianjiao’s head echoed with the figure, momentarily deafening her.
"One billion." Ye Tianjing had to repeat the amount.
Ye Tianjiao didn’t say anything more, she began to feel lucky that due to a previous stock splitting deal, Ye Ranran’s identification information was left behind here.
They also had photocopies of the old mansion’s deed, that helped us to get this loan.
"With this money, Ye’s family can come back from the brink." Ye Tianjiao eventually realized.
One billion, it should cover Ye’s family’s debts.
Ye Tianjing nodded solemnly, he had tried other ways, but this was the only option left.
Meanwhile, unbeknownst to them, as soon as Ye Tianjing submitted the documents to the bank, they had already contacted Jun Mochan.
"One billion!" Jun Mochan mused with a curl of his lips.
When Ye Ranran received the call from Jun Mochan, she was helping Che Hao arrange his clothes. If they got wrinkled, she had to smooth them out bit by bit.
Che Hao was captivated by her serious demeanor.
"Stop slouching around, this fabric wrinkles easily. It’s difficult to wear and take off, and a pain to tidy up" After straightening out the wrinkles on the sleeve, Ye Ranran helped Che Hao adjust the hem of his coat.
Che Hao jokingly tousles her hair, "If I didn’t do this, wouldn’t you be out of a job?"
"I really should thank you." Ye Ranran brushed his hand away.
"Are you done? The next scene is about to start." a staff member came over to rush them along.
Ye Ranran adjusted Che Hao’s collar and said: "Ok, we’re done."
The moment Ye Ranran got a bit of distance from the group, her cell phone rang in her chest pocket. She saw it was Jun Mochan and hurriedly picked up.
"Yeah, it’s me. Find a quiet place, I need to talk to you." Jun Mochan frowned slightly, hearing the noise on her end of the line.
His voice was as gentle as ever, but Ye Ranran felt something was off, "One second."
She moved to a corner away from the set, ensured nobody was around who could hear her, then spoke: "What is it? What happened?"
"Ye Tianjing is planning to take out a loan worth one billion yuan in your name."
Ye Ranran’s senses went blank for a moment, and it took her around five minutes to find her voice again, "What did you say Ye Tianjing is planning to do?"
"He has photocopies of your identification and plans to use your name to borrow one billion yuan."
Ye Ranran was certain she heard correctly this time around - one billion yuan! That’s a billion!
Damn it, she could work for the rest of her life and probably wouldn’t even be able to repay half of it. Yet, he dared to borrow so much.
Did he really want to completely ruin her?